On the afternoon of May 16, the fitness activity building.

Ning Lao put his hands behind his back, took out the key, opened the iron door of the martial arts training ground, and walked in.

Han Dong followed.

"Close the door. ”

Ning Lao's old and deep voice came from the front.

Han Dong pursed his lips, turned his head to close the iron door of the martial arts training venue, and looked back at Ning Lao, not knowing where to ask.

For a moment, there was no word.

Countless questions came to mind.

Taking advantage of the entanglement, Han Dong also saw Ning Lao's appearance clearly...... An old black leather coat, pants made of pitch-black fabric, and cloth shoes that were still pitch-black, these clothes were worn on Ning Lao's wrinkled face, revealing a depressing gloom that penetrated his heart.

Like a terrifying beast.

The next moment.

The corners of Ning Lao's mouth seemed to be smiling, he glanced at Han Dong, then turned around, took his right foot, and took a step towards the low altitude.

"Huh?"

"Ning Lao's walking posture is a bit weird...... It's the rhythm that is going to be emptied. Han Dong had a strange idea in his heart.

But before he could react - boom!!

As if there was a thunderclap on the ground, he watched Ning Lao's right foot burst the air under the soles of his feet, generating a circle of qi waves!

Pure white color of the air waves!

It's different from the punch that night, it's like, it's really empty!

Bang!

Ning Lao stepped on the air, took two steps, and then landed on the chair next to the ring and sat down gently.

Crunch.

He moved the solid wood table in front of him and beckoned to Han Dong: "Classmate Han Dong, come here." ”

Goo-dong.

Han Dong stared dumbfounded, swallowed his saliva, only felt that his head was numb, and walked to the solid wood table in a daze.

Incredible!

That's the power of martial arts!

Martial arts can really have incredible power, and once again it really happened in front of him, and it was demonstrated by this old man Ning who was often in contact.

"Ning, Ning Lao, are you still human?"

Han Dong struggled to spit out the words and asked subconsciously.

At this moment, the myriad questions in my mind became more and more chaotic. When he was first reborn, the advanced martial artist he was looking for was sitting in front of him, only separated from him by a solid wooden table!

Advanced martial arts practitioners.

The crisis of demons and monsters.

The fact that I killed myself yesterday afternoon.

From these three basic factors, countless questions were derived, so that Han Dong simply didn't know how to speak.

Knock knock.

Ning Lao rested his right hand on the table, and his fingertips pointed at the tabletop.

This solid wood table, about seven or eight centimeters thick, although it looks old, but it is extremely strong, and the passage of time has only smoothed the edges and corners of the square table, which highlights the excellent quality of the solid wood table.

"You're funny. ”

Ning Lao said expressionlessly: "You just turned into a martial arts student, I thought you were just a stupid and ignorant poor baby. I've been following you since that night when I was fighting a clown, and you peeking behind the ruined wall. ”

"The lower three grades, the middle three grades, until the upper three grades today. Such a terrifying growth rate really scared me. ”

Han Dong is waiting to explain.

Ning Lao continued: "The day before yesterday, you were looking for Wu Jie, and Wu Jie's details were also provided by me. ”

Han Dong's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "But it's clear that Qian Gao told me ......."

As he spoke, his voice weakened, because Ning Lao, who had an indifferent face, stared at him like a cold-blooded beast.

An indescribable palpitation permeated the audience.

Waiting until Han Dong was silent, Ning Lao continued to speak: "I'll send a message through the air and ask Qian Gao to tell you the details of Wu Jie." Because I'm going to put you to a test, and it just so happens that you met Wu Jie, you can interpret it as an exam. ”

"Only. ”

"If you fail the exam, I'll kill you and find out your secret. No matter how superior the martial arts qualifications are, it is impossible to reach the third grade from nine grades in three months without relying on massive nutritional supplements. ”

Anyway.

The corners of Ning Lao's mouth drew a trace of arc, and he looked at Han Dong quietly.

Poof.

Han Dong's heart beat hard a few times, temporarily sorting out the cause and effect.

In fact, he had been worried for a long time...... He has the magical ability to suck the gray air current, and if it is exposed, I am afraid that it will cause an uproar.

After pondering for a while, Han Dong said in a low voice, "Then I passed the exam?"

Ning Lao raised his eyelids: "If you pass the assessment, I will help you explain and cover up all this, give you a new identity, and make you a veritable martial arts genius." I want to examine three aspects - decisiveness, meticulousness, and bloodiness. “

Knock knock.

His fingertips knocked on the solid wood table, as if knocking on Han Dong's heart.

When Han Dong witnessed Ning Lao's stepping into the air, he knew that no matter whether Ning Lao had malicious intentions or not, he would definitely not be able to resist him.

After a long time.

Ning Lao opened his mouth and said, "Congratulations, barely passed." ”

Han Dong blinked twice: "Pass?"

Ning Lao glanced at Han Dong with an expressionless face: "If you kill Wu Jie and Li Jin, it will be a high score." But Wu Jie is not dead, you have not checked and confirmed, and there is a serious lack of meticulousness. If you step into the world of martial arts in the future, it will still be the case, and you will definitely die without a corpse. ”

Han Dong was stunned, and was shocked: "Where is Wu Jie?"

Boom.

Ning Lao's fingertips paused on the solid wood table, and said indifferently: "I kicked it up." ”

Goo-dong.

Han Dong swallowed his saliva, and his heart went numb.

The huge martial arts training venue is quite familiar. But Ning Lao, who was sitting in front of him, simply rendered a terrifying and terrifying atmosphere, even in the hot summer, there was a chill throughout his body.

Ning Lao didn't bother to care about Han Dong's mood.

He continued: "My real name is Ning Moli, and I came to Suhe City five years ago to serve as the guardian of the city. To instill common sense in you, the martial arts world is above the real world, but the two coexist with each other, and the so-called martial arts world is just a definition. ”

"Martial arts have otherworldly powers. ”

"Martial arts are mainly used to fend off the invasion of demons and ghosts. ”

"The economy and politics of contemporary society are mixed with the world of martial arts. The world of martial arts is higher than reality and is also integrated into reality. High-ranking officials and wealthy people are not necessarily advanced martial arts practitioners, but advanced martial arts practitioners must have great financial resources or prominent power. ”

Han Dong listened quietly.

He had a puzzle and muttered: "But martial arts is not the main force of social development, and it can be so important." ”

Ning Moli stared at Han Dong and sneered: "Because force is above all else, if you don't want to accept the jurisdiction of martial arts, then accept the sanctions of martial arts." ”

Sanction?

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, and secretly realized.

"Alright, that's all the basics. Ning Lao's expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "Then it's time to talk about business." ”

Han Dong said, "Okay." ”

Ning Lao slowly stood up: "I don't care what secrets you got by luck." If you want to protect your family, I don't care. I will provide you with martial arts resources, provide you with authentic sect identity, and help you cover up all abnormalities...... I have only one request, to join my sect and make the sect's reputation flourish. ”

Han Dong was stunned.

Such a simple request? He vaguely understood that Ning Lao was a terrifying and terrifying existence, which made Qian Gao extremely frightened, and he could even step on the air.

"Hmm. ”

"If Ning Lao helps, killing people shouldn't be a problem. I can also continue to live a normal life and try my best to fulfill my wishes. ”

Han Dong was apprehensive, but he also felt joyful.

It's as if between the darkness and the light has to be met...... Well, that's good, he can go on.

Suddenly.

Ning Lao sighed, pressed his palms against the solid wood table, and seemed to sigh: "If things prosper, they will inevitably decline, but many things are resting on themselves, which is different from telling philosophical truths out of thin air. I was in pain, witnessing the weakness of the sect and experiencing the original sin of weakness, which could have been avoided. ”

Han Dong didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to say: "No matter what the decline becomes, there will always be a time to be brilliant again." ”

With his comforting words, he spit out lightly, and the air suddenly froze.

It was like a fierce and brutal beast that slowly woke up in front of Han Dong and opened a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes.

"What did you say?"

Ning Moli slowly tilted his head, listened attentively, his wrinkled old face showed doubts, and said softly: "I didn't hear it clearly just now, can you say it again...... What has it been like? I say it again?"

In an instant, his face turned hideous, and a violent roar came out of his mouth!

Bang!

His right fist was raised high, revealing his thin right arm, like skin and bone, followed by a giant hammer, which was chiseled alive on the solid wood table, causing a loud sound that shook the air!

Click!

The solid wood table cracked in response to the sound and split into two on the spot!

Such a solid wood table, which was extremely sturdy and of good quality, and had only smoothed out the edges and corners after the passage of time, was split in half by Ning Moli's punch.

"What decline?"

Ning Mo pulled away from his right hand, flipped half of the solid wood table into the air, rolled dozens of times, moved dozens of meters, and smashed on the edge of the martial arts training ground, making a series of loud rumbling sounds.

"What kind of decline are you talking about?"

Ning Mo stepped out, his eyes were blood-red, he grabbed Han Dong's neck and lifted him straight into the air.

"I, I ......"

Han Dong's brain was numb, his face turned red, and he only felt that his heart was so frightened that he stopped beating twice, and his hands were subconsciously about to hit out to save himself.

Too abrupt.

Ning Moli's attitude changed, as if the still picture suddenly turned into a world shattering, which was outrageous to the extreme.

Disheveled!!

Ning Mo stared at him!

An incomprehensible oppression, like a tiger's deterrence of a hare, suddenly pressed on Han Dong's body and mind, making his body freeze and his mind tremble, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

"Say!"

"Promise or not!" Ning Moli's eyes were blood-red, like a madman, and he roared: "Let the sect carry forward, do you agree or not!"

"If you don't agree, you'll die!"

"Promise to let you live!"

But Han Dong was choked by the neck, coupled with the pressure of no speculation, how could he speak, he could only signal with his eyes...... Yes!

"Say!"

Ning Moli grabbed Han Dong's neck and fell to the ground hysterically-Peng!

"Say no!"

Ning Moli threw Han Dong like crazy, as if he was throwing a rag doll, making the scene suddenly turn into a brutal scene, if any student passed by here, he was afraid that he would be scared half to death.

Terrible.

Pure horror terrible.

Puffy puffy!

After about a few falls, Han Dong's eyes rolled and he fainted.

Ning Moli glared, let go of his palm, threw Han Dong on the ground at will, and indifferently pronounced the sentence: "Since you don't agree, then die." ”

Anyway.

His right palm was raised high, like a knife blade about to fall.

But suddenly, Ning Moli stopped his movements, his eyes flashed with doubts and groans, and his hideous face narrowed a little: "Huh...... I didn't seem to give him a chance to answer. ”

Maybe Han Dong didn't want to refuse, but it was difficult to say yes. ”

"Yes. ”

"Hopefully. ”

Ning Mo left the bar, put his hands behind his back, walked around Han Dong a few times, and then walked to the other half of the solid wood table standing on the ground.

Bang!

His right foot was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, like a phantom, kicking away half of the solid wood table that remained in place, and causing the table to gradually fall apart in mid-air and scatter to the edge of the field.

"Hmph. ”

Ning Moli snorted coldly, carried a chair, and rested beside Han Dong.

He sat in his chair with a blank face, his eyes cold and unforgiving, and sat quietly as if nothing had just happened.