Boys' dormitory.

Whew.

The late September night breeze, with a hint of coolness, renders a quiet and quiet sleeping environment, with the occasional kitten or two barking.

The lights in the other dormitories have been largely turned off.

But in Han Dong's bedroom, the lights are still on.

Whew.

Whew.

He leaned back on the bed, his eyes closed, his face immersed in a leisurely sleep, his breathing was rhythmic, he breathed and breathed, and he could hear it clearly.

However, if someone is nearby, they can detect the abnormality.

Crash!

The thick qi and blood in Han Dong's body began to flow, gradually becoming violent, obvious to the extreme, and even a slight sound was heard, although it was not as clear as the sound when the martial arts realm was condensing blood, it was also extremely clear.

Click!

As the qi and blood tumbled violently, it seemed to be boiling water, flowing everywhere, and the power in the body also fused with each other, causing the muscles and bones up and down the body to be sonorous, as if they were building steel.

Vaguely, Han Dong seemed to be aware.

But the skyrocketing degree of integration, consuming mental and physical strength, he only felt sleepy, and slept deeply, leisurely, and peacefully.

......

Chirp dregs.

The sound of three or two birds chirping came from the window, sometimes far and sometimes near, and there was a feeling of waking sleep. From time to time, puppies barked.

It was early in the morning.

The sun that had just risen, shining from the horizon, dispelling the coolness, shone on Han Dong's quiet face through the glass window that had not been closed with curtains.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong groaned softly.

The drowsy head turned awake in an instant, and the clear and bright eyes also opened suddenly, revealing a confused and confused emotion.

"Asleep?"

"The second time I fell asleep unconsciously. ”

Han Dong had a hunch, his eyes scanned the quiet bedroom, and he got up very gently, for fear of collapsing the brand-new iron frame bed.

Smack.

He stood on the ground, feeling his body carefully.

"What!?"

"The degree of fusion is more than ninety percent!" Han Dong's eyes widened, his heart was full of joy, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc.

Almost.

That's a little bit close!

The last time the level of fusion skyrocketed was in early September, when he had just entered school, and Han Dong also obtained the condensation power of the condensation form with this.

This is the second time!

The phenomenon of skyrocketing integration has reappeared!

According to Han Dong's own speculation, the real reason for the sudden surge should be due to the fact that the strength of the strength has reached its peak, and it is naturally sublimated, and there is no need to rely on the accumulated tempering.

Call.

Han Dong pressed the emotions in his heart, exhaled, walked to the window barefoot, looked at the slightly cool outside world, there seemed to be dew on the leaves, and two little black dogs chased each other and ran away.

The school, which was still in the early hours of the morning, was empty and quiet.

At this moment.

Looking out of the window, there is a happy river flowing quietly.

He chuckled lightly, and the determination in his eyes became clearer...... As early as half a year ago, he would never have imagined that he would be able to advance to the rank of martial artist so quickly.

I didn't expect it until I was enrolled.

Fast.

Too fast.

It is expected that the martial arts will be promoted before November, but it is only late September, and even the military training of freshmen has not yet ended.

"Warrior Realm...... The world of martial arts. ”

Han Dong looked at the leaves dripping with dew and had faith: "This is the real life that belongs to me." ”

This moment.

No amount of words can describe the mood properly.

Ever since he had the so-called memories of his past life, he had been trembling, industrious, and hardworking, not daring to slack off in the slightest, and sometimes exerting pressure on himself, adding a sense of oppressive urgency.

You have to be stronger!

Keep getting stronger, get stronger!

Because he wants to protect his sister Xiaoqian, he wants to reunite a family of four and be happy, and he wants to make these warm family feelings around the beginning and end of life never fade away.

Until now, Han Dong barely breathed a sigh of relief: "Father, mother, sister, no one can hurt you, no one can! If the world warriors are not enough, then the world warriors will become the world generals, and even become the world warriors." ”

As for other moods, there are too.

For example, from an ordinary person, to today's extraordinary martial arts practitioners, he can bend steel bars with his best punches, step on his feet with all his strength like a boulder hitting the ground, and exhale violently like a howling wind.

But.

Compared with these extraordinary powers, he cares more about family affection.

Han Wenzhi, his father who resists everything and shelters from the wind and rain, is caring and respectful of his mother Chen Shu, who is cute to the world, and always thinks of his brother...... These are the most precious things in life.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong quietly closed his eyes and opened them again.

If you practice drawing mountain piles two or three times, maybe you will have to advance halfway, and when the qi and blood are fused with the power in the body, the qi and blood will no longer be there, like a hazy gauze unraveling.

In this way, the warrior can begin to clot.

The blood that actually exists in the body is difficult to tamper with, and the quality of the blood can be gradually enhanced by boiling it a little bit.

"Draw a stake!"

Han Dong did not hesitate, put on his slippers, and left the dormitory directly.

He didn't want to wait any longer, the sooner he stood on the pile, the sooner he could be promoted to the martial artist, maybe today was the moment for him to break through the martial artist realm.

Smack.

Smack.

As soon as Han Dong lifted his foot, he almost tore the plastic slippers.

The only effect of the skyrocketing degree of integration is probably the reduction of control accuracy, but fortunately, there is a painting stump, and it is estimated that it can be adapted in half a day.

Pile Gong is the foundation of the three realms of martial arts.

A profound and esoteric pile skill can be said to become stronger in all directions, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of control accuracy, flexibility, body reaction, thinking and so on.

......

In the afternoon.

After practicing painting mountain piles twice, Han Dong was getting closer and closer to the martial arts realm, as if there was only a thin line left, and he could easily advance.

But he was in no hurry.

Practicing martial arts is a matter of course.

Moreover, the degree of integration was infinitely close to ten percent, and there was only a trace left, so Han Dong simply maintained his daily practice with meditation and concentration.

Buzzing.

The phone resting on the table vibrated twice.

Han Dong picked it up, this was a WeChat message from Li Ziwei, a high school classmate, and a text message from Tang Yuehan, a senior martial arts student.

Flipping through it, he muttered for a moment.

Click.

Han Dong ignored them and sent a QQ message to Zhang Hao: "How is today, is your military training about to end." ”

After more than ten seconds, Zhang Hao replied with a cat's expression of wrapping the quilt tightly, pitiful: "It's okay today, it's just a little cold." ”

Cold?

Han Dong frowned.

He later guessed the reason why Zhang Hao's face turned pale, after all, normal girls will have discomfort for two days every month...... The problem is that Zhang Hao, who happened to be in this period, still had to continue to participate in military training.

"Yes. ”

Han Dong replied: "Don't participate in military training, I can help you carry it." ”

This is not arrogance, but as a world-famous indifference, even if the face of the world's first product is not enough, then what is the realm of the world's warriors.

Moreover, if you don't participate in military training, you can't talk about breaking the rules and regulations of the school.

About two seconds later.

"That's good, no. Zhang Hao made a cat tremble: "After practicing Zhengbu for so many days, I really want to participate in the show." Besides, if I take a leave of absence, there will be an extra vacant seat in the team, which I always feel bad. ”

"Yes, thank you so much. ”

"I'll give you a little flower. Zhang Hao sent a small flower.

Seeing the little flower on the screen, Han Dong chuckled.

He just thinks,

I have known Zhang Hao for so long, and I am a very good friend...... When a friend is in trouble, he should help, but since Zhang Hao wants to insist, he doesn't force it.

"Well, then you should have a good military training. ”

"Okay, we're resting where we are, and we're going to rest for another five minutes. Zhang Hao sat on the hot playground with the brim of his hat pressed very low.

The already fair face is a little bloodless.

The black hair of the shawl was clean, but two or three strands of hair were stuck on the neck like snow, and it looked even weaker.

"It's a bit cold. ”

Zhang Hao muttered, holding his shoulder with his right hand, and still holding the mobile phone in his left hand, but until the end of the break, Han Dong did not reply to the QQ message.

The sun was shining high in the sky and shrouded in heat.

They continued to start military training in preparation for the military training parade the day after tomorrow, which was a performance for the leaders of the whole school to watch.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk.

Whew.

Whew.

Han Dong exhaled evenly, standing in the secluded woods, his feet sinking deep into the dirt, as if carrying unparalleled pressure, and his muscles and bones clicked.

To draw a mountain is to draw a mountain.

When you stand on the pile, it is as if there is a mountain peak pressing against you.

Han Dong, who had not yet reached the first mountain realm, practiced drawing mountain piles, and it was difficult to control the thick pressure generated by the standing piles, so he could only pour them on the ground. Fortunately, the soil here is solid, and if it is softer, I am afraid that my knees will sink into the mud.

"Draw a mountain stump and help me become a warrior!"

Han Dong's gaze is majestic and heavy, unswerving.

At this moment, it is time to advance to the martial artist realm, his accumulation foundation is already terrifying enough, and there is no need to deliberately stay in Yipin.

Rushing.

The flow of majestic qi and blood became more and more intense, as if the Jing River was rushing when it merged into the river and sea, gradually disappearing into the body, and the power in the body was fully integrated.

And at this time.

Only the last trace of qi and blood that has not yet fused remains.

This is the last shackle to advance to the martial arts realm, and some first-class people are stuck in this trace of qi and blood, and they have no chance to advance to the martial artist in their lifetime.

Click.

The muscles and bones trembled, and the blood and qi rolled.

Han Dong's pupils were determined, and he single-mindedly impacted the martial arts realm, resting his palms on his chest, turning into a mysterious handprint painted on a mountain pile, making his body feel inexplicable pressure, as if gravity was out of control, and a magnificent giant mountain was pressing on his body.

Rushing.

The qi and blood churned to the limit, and the whole body was full of steam, spiraling up, and then spinning and falling, vaguely, as if forming a curtain around the body.

It's a slightly mysterious, but not very conspicuous sight.

"Warrior!"

Han Dong has the only thought in his mind.

A first-class promotion to a martial artist can be called a transformation.

The sublimation of the coagulation force in the body is only one of them. More importantly, when the qi and blood are fully fused with the power in the body, the martial arts practitioner can deepen his control and be qualified to refine the blood.

Blood coagulation is the sign of the martial arts realm.

Although it involves the transformation of blood coagulation and power forms, it only takes a few minutes for a normal martial artist to advance, and as long as the qi and blood disappear, it is a successful promotion.

In other words.

The martial arts realm that has just been promoted cannot have the internal force of condensation, and it will take at least four or five days of running-in transition period before the internal force of condensation can be gradually born.

The blood is tumbling, and time passes.

The mind without distractions made the emotions extremely pure, like a mountain peak standing in the sky, instantly breaking the last shackles of the martial arts realm, and the last trace of qi and blood finally began to merge with the power in the body.

Disheveled!

A low, muffled thud!

Han Dong's body seemed to have a wave of qi dissipated, his strength was almost condensed into substance, his feet were bearing heavy and inexplicable pressure, the soil of the station flew outward, and the land around the station trembled.

The blood and qi are gone.

Blood was flowing.

Han Dong exhaled, slowly loosened the anode pile, and clenched his fists, as if holding the power authority that crushed everything: "The Martial Artist Realm has finally become." ”

It's a very different feeling from a product.

He even felt that he could vaguely control the flow of blood, temporarily stagnate, or speed up...... And this is the symbol of the martial arts realm, the blood tempering.

Beyond the trees, the evening sun shines on the earth.

Twitter.

Four or five birds stood on the branches, their round black eyes revealing curiosity, staring at Han Dong below.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong smiled, put on his slippers and walked out of the woods.