Starting from one punch, I will not be a human being Chapter 067

“Compared to pure muscle training, what you’re doing now is more like a spiritual trial.”

Han Sen patted King’s shoulder with a confident tone, his eyes radiating the self-assured glow of a success guru: “Maintain your desire, maintain that passion for not being mediocre, persevere, and I believe you will have unexpected gains!”

A bowl of carefully brewed chicken soup was poured down, and King’s expression indeed softened quite a bit.

It wasn’t that he believed he could become much stronger, but mainly because he heard there was no need to increase the training volume, and the joy of relief was real.

“Alright, a short rest is enough,” Han Sen said, standing up and stretching, his bones emitting a series of fine cracks, “Let’s go, we’ll continue training on the beach! I’ll go with you!”

King: “…”

—What kind of devil are you, I’ve been lying down for less than a minute, okay?

Sunshine, beach, bikinis…

These beautiful words automatically replaced themselves in his mind with sweat, fatigue, and Han Sen’s devilish smile.

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A moment later, on the Golden Coast beach.

Han Sen was wearing beach shorts and was shirtless, his perfect muscles gleaming