But Fang Chang still underestimated the side effects of first-class martial arts.

He fainted directly.

This is a body protection mechanism. Fainting is actually resting.

It's just that he didn't have a good rest.

Sometimes I dreamed that he was still in the sewer, and everything he traveled through was fantasized. Sometimes I dreamed that the Jinyiwei roared and slashed over with a knife.

In the quiet 624 dormitory, Fang Chang's roommates finally came back. They saw Fang Chang sleeping soundly and quietly walked out of the dormitory.

Soon after, the door was gently pushed open.

Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk are here...

Several people wearing Journey to the West mask slowly walked to Fang Chang's bedside.

Fang Chang was still muttering at this time.

If you lean over and listen carefully, you may hear him say:

699 per time, 1688 per time? It’s a loss for a single time, so I’d better off the night.

Unfortunately, these people came over and didn't intend to listen to Fang Chang's thoughts. One of them picked up the quilt and covered Fang Chang's face, and smashed the short stick in his hand towards Fang Chang.

In my dream, Fang Chang traveled through time again.

Traveling through time to become Ultraman.

Suddenly, a group of little monsters jumped out of the grass, crushing him to the ground, and another little monster wanted to strip his pants.

Can this be tolerated?

Fang Chang subconsciously slapped it out with one palm.

Tang Monk and his disciples heard a slight dragon roar and saw Sun Wukong flying up.

When landing, your wrists hit the ground first, and it twisted unnaturally.

"ah!"

It’s not Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong is actually quite tough. He was so fond of it that he gritted his teeth and didn’t say anything.

Fang Chang screamed.

Serious people will dream, but when anyone has nightmares, they will be scared to death when they find a little monster trying to pounce on them.

Some people are too scared and will be dull.

Some people will faint.

Some people...

The style of Jian'an is still there, and the legacy of Wei Wu will last forever!

My good man Q...

Ahem, I'm so happy to kill someone in my dream!

Fang Chang, who was overly frightened, broke out in the small universe and unconsciously slapped a palm to see Long Zaitian.

Not only did he block Sun Wukong's attack, but he also slapped Sun Wukong away with his backhand.

However, due to insufficient proficiency and overloading learning of this first-grade weapon boxing technique, Fang Chang's whole body crackled.

The pain made him wail.

But this pain did not stop him from continuing to show his power, but instead aroused his fierceness.

The thirteenth palm of the eighteen dragon subduing palms... shocked Baili!

The key to this move is to be fierce.

Zhu Bajie was almost riding on Fang Chang's body. At such a close distance, there was no way to avoid it. Fang Chang slapped Zhu Bajie's short stick with his palm. The short stick bounced back and smashed him out.

Then a dragon subduing regrets.

He directly patted the face of monk Sha, his mask was broken and his nose collapsed.

Monk Sha threw away the stick and covered his face, and was pulled by Fang Chang, and then Tang Heshang hit his head with a stick.

Poor child rolled his eyes and fainted.

Fang Chang flew up from the bed.

The flying dragon is in the sky!

Tang Heshang quickly raised his hand to block it.

With a crisp sound, his arm hung unnaturally, and his palms were still powerful, and he slapped Tang Heshang to the ground.

Even without looking at the results, Fang Chang ran out of the dormitory and shouted loudly:
Chapter completed!