May 13, noon.

The streets of the ruined area were empty, but a black Audi A6L was parked.

On the right side of the road, there is a quiet lake, and on the left is the ruins of buildings. The summer sun of Hexi shines on the earth, with a little bit of early summer sunshine, but with a hint of coolness.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong was wearing a blue and white school uniform, and took advantage of the lunch break to come from the end of the road and look around.

"It's half-past twelve at noon, and I don't know if the 'little universe' will come or not, unless he can find hundreds of people and block the road, he won't be able to threaten me at all. ”

"But. ”

"Who the hell is this little universe?"

No matter who you are, you can't think of leaving safely today.

Han Dong turned his head indifferently, strode forward, and then saw the black Audi A6L, and was slightly stunned.

Click.

The main driver's door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in a black sportswear looked at Han Dong in surprise: "Xiaodong?"

He is Zhang Luoyu.

"Uncle Zhang!"

Han Dong's eyes lit up, he walked over, and was about to speak, but subconsciously said: "I just went home for dinner at noon, why are you here, Uncle Zhang?"

Zhang Luoyu closed the car door and said casually: "I'm waiting here for a bastard boy." ”

Han Dong was stunned, and the smile on his face was a little stiff: "What's the matter, do you need my help?"

Zhang Luoyu sighed and took a hard puff of his cigarette: "Your Uncle Zhang's little cabbage that he has worked hard to raise for eighteen years has been disgusted by a blind bastard...... I just added him last night......"

"Oh. ”

Han Dong hurriedly echoed.

He didn't have the heart to listen to the rest of the story.

The sky is above!

He thought that the 'small universe' was Gao Yang or that Qian Xing, but he didn't expect it to be Zhang Luoyu! Uncle Zhang Luoyu, who was very kind to him.

Meanwhile.

A sturdy young man sitting in the co-pilot of the car, with cold eyebrows, looked at Han Dong through the window with a sense of scrutiny.

He put his palm on the door and didn't get out of the car for a while.

Obvious.

This thin and weak boy knows Zhang Luoyu, and it shouldn't be the little boy that Zhang Luoyu asked him to teach him a hard lesson.

The cold young man snorted coldly and stared at Han Dong outside the window.

"This society is simply distorted...... It's ridiculous to be keen on thin and white faces. This kid is so thin and weak, it is estimated that he can be blown down by a random gust of wind. ”

"It's just that his face is a little more delicate. ”

He pouted, looking down on these weak men the most.

He is the head martial arts instructor of the Honglu Martial Arts Gym, and with his status, he naturally has the qualifications to despise.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a good relationship with Zhang Luoyu, it would be impossible for him to lose his worth and find trouble with an unknown little boy.

......

Outside the car.

The warm summer breeze blows on this road, and it is warm.

"Uncle Zhang. ”

Han Dong frowned, and said with a straight face: "This boy must be Zhang Hao's classmate, I'm afraid he doesn't want to delay Zhang Hao's study, you must not be impulsive." ”

Zhang Luoyu said in a deep voice: "Uncle Zhang naturally understands that the child is very self-aware, and he is a good child who does not delay Xiaohao's senior year of high school." ”

Han Dong exclaimed: "It's still Uncle Zhang's thoughts. ”

"But the question is...... This bastard dares to look down on Xiao Hao!" Zhang Luoyu continued, his face gloomy: "Xiao Dong, you give a commentary." Xiao Hao is excellent in character and learning, and he is also very beautiful, this bastard boy actually looks down on the little cabbage that your Uncle Zhang has worked hard to raise for so many years?"

"Should I fight?"

"Tell me, should you fight!"

Zhang Luoyu asked in a deep voice.

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, and said righteously: "Fight! It should be beaten, it must be beaten!"

The words fell—click.

The co-pilot's door opened, and the cold young man stepped out of the car, glancing at Han Dong with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Zhang. The cold young man chuckled and said, "This little brother is quite delicate, but he is very ambitious." ”

"This is the helper that Uncle Zhang brought?"

Han Dong glanced at the cold young man and laughed.

He and Zhang Hao are just ordinary friends, and it is estimated that Zhang Hao also has the same mentality, there is no sprout of early love at all, let alone look down on it?

Zhang Luoyu put his right palm on the car and said: "Xiaodong, this is Qian Gao, he is the head coach of our Honglu Martial Arts Hall in Suhe City, and he is a martial artist who is a big man. ”

He couldn't have come alone.

Last night, I hurriedly flipped through the chat records, and Zhang Luoyu also knew that 'Han' claimed to be a three-grade martial arts student. Although this is unlikely, because the Sanpin martial arts student is like a legend in Suhe City.

But if it's true, you can't beat it.

So he invited Qian Gao, a second-grade martial arts practitioner and the head coach of the Honglu Martial Arts Pavilion.

On the third grade?

Han Dong was stunned when he heard this.

The three, second, and first grades of the nine grades of martial arts are collectively referred to as the upper three grades. This cold young man Qian Gao turned out to be a martial arts practitioner of the third grade.

Think about it.

I am also the top three grades, although it is only the lowest three grades.

Qian Gao crossed his arms, stood on the other side of the car, and said lightly: "Brother Zhang praised, I am just a little martial arts practitioner, and I can't be a person." ”

Let's talk about it.

He glanced at Han Dong, nodded casually, and looked left and right, obviously too lazy to deal with a high school student, unwilling to speak.

Zhang Luoyu frowned.

I didn't expect to meet Han Dong by chance...... Han Dong is the son of a good friend, practicing martial arts, if he can get acquainted with Qian Gao, it must be extremely beneficial and will be of great help to Han Dong.

But Qian Gao didn't seem to want to speak.

Zhang Luoyu pondered for a moment, but decided to help Han Dong.

"Xiaodong. He patted Han Dong on the shoulder and chuckled: "Coach Qian is the head coach of the Honglu Martial Arts Pavilion, and he is the second grade of martial arts." You also practice martial arts, and you are still a martial arts student, so you don't ask Coach Qian for advice. ”

Qian Gao was stunned.

He looked at Han Dong carefully.

Although the level of martial arts is not related to the body, high school students are in the period of physical development, and they will inevitably be strong by exercising strength and sharpening flexibility on weekdays.

The handsome high school student in front of him has a normal body shape and does not look like a martial arts student.

"Brother Qian. ”

Zhang Luoyu pulled Han Dong's arm and looked at Qian Gao: "Xiaodong is a martial arts student from the Municipal Experimental Middle School, and it is estimated that he is about to participate in the martial arts test, can you give me some guidance." ”

These words are sincere, and Qian Gao is not easy to refuse.

Qian Gao pondered for a moment, and then stared at Han Dong: "Oh, are you a senior martial arts student in the city experiment?"

Han Dong nodded: "En." ”

He was thinking about how to solve this embarrassing problem, and he didn't have the heart to ask Qian Gao for advice, because Sanpin's physical fitness was here.

True.

The second grade is one grade higher than himself. But give yourself another half a month, the second product is not hopeless, and there is no need to ask Qian Gao for guidance.

He was thinking about how to explain it to Uncle Zhang Luoyu so as not to cause misunderstanding.

Suddenly.

Qian Gao chirped, walked to the front of the car in two steps, and seemed to be smiling: "Child, let me first state that the practice of martial arts by high school martial arts students will definitely promote physical growth, so the physique of martial arts students is basically relatively strong, which is an inevitable phenomenon." ”

"I guess you shouldn't be less than seven grades. ”

"Then, a martial arts grade of less than seven grades is meaningless. To put it mildly, I'm afraid that you are not qualified to embark on the path of martial arts, so it is better to give up. ”

Qian Gao shook his head, his voice unquestionable.

Zhang Luoyu was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Brother Qian, how is it possible? Xiaodong has at least the martial arts grade of the middle and third grades. Xiaodong, you ......"

He turned his head to look at Han Dong, waiting to ask.

"No need to ask. ”

The corners of Qian Gao's mouth outlined a sneer, and he waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Luoyu's words. He pointed at Han Dong: "If you punch me with all your might, I can judge your martial arts grade." ”

Kindness?

Han Dong frowned.

He was thinking of a solution, but he was interrupted again and again! He was not a gentle and good-natured person.

"I'll punch you?"

Han Dong turned his head and looked at Qian Gao lightly.

Qian Gao bowed his head: "Child, don't worry. To me, your strength is just a breeze. ”

Han Dong Yile: "Okay." ”

Qian Gao shook his head, stretched out his right arm steadily, stretched out his right palm, and looked at the small lake beside him absently: "Just hit it in the palm of your hand, if you can make my right arm move a little, it is the best proof of the middle three grades." ”

"But it's hard, be prepared to fail. ”

The corners of Qian Gao's mouth pursed a light smile, and the wind was light.

His posture, with the warm summer breeze and scorching sunshine, rendered a majestic mountain momentum.

Han Dong squinted his eyes: "I, punch with all your might, you're really fine." ”

Qian Gao was impatient, and raised his eyebrows: "Put away your meaningless worries." ”

Then.

Zhang Luoyu, who was leaning on the car, looked at Han Dong worriedly, and reminded him: "Han Dong, don't be careless, be careful of the anti-shock force, don't hurt yourself, Coach Qian is a second-grade grade." ”

"Yes. ”

Han Dong smiled slightly and took a step.

"Huh, Han Dong's name...... Could it be the one my brother mentioned to me?" Qian Gao's face changed drastically, his eyes narrowed a few points, and he wanted to carefully observe Han Dong's appearance and body shape.

But it's too late.

Boom!

The muscles of Han Dong's right foot suddenly tensed, and it landed on the asphalt like a giant pillar of the Dinghai Sea, making a trembling sound, and the power in his body exploded instantly!

Crash!

Qi and blood are tumbling in an instant, do your best!

Zhang Luoyu even vaguely felt that inside Han Dong's blue and white school uniform, there seemed to be wind and waves, and the school uniform was full of rumors.

Xiaodong?

Zhang Luoyu subconsciously took half a step back, leaned on the car, and could only stare blankly at Han Dong's right fist resting on his waist, followed by a violent straight punch, and the cuffs of the school uniform made a trembling sound!

"Hit!"

Han Dong took his right foot as the base point, stepped on the ground to generate vitality, and all the qi and blood exploded, and then through the legs, waist, and shoulders, the power was transmitted and condensed into a strand, hitting Qian Xing's right palm!

"Han Dong?"

Qian Xing's face changed wildly, a pair of cold eyes widened, and his inner emotions were like a quiet sea suddenly turning into a raging tsunami, and he couldn't help but curse secretly.

Where is the middle three grades?

This is clearly Han Dong, a martial arts student of the upper third grade and the upper third grade!

The explicit characteristics of the grade of the nine grades of martial arts are very vague and difficult to identify. Moreover, with the all-round enhancement of the gray airflow, Han Dong does not need strength training and flexibility control, and his figure is not strong, so at first glance, he can't match the martial arts students.

"This is Han Dong!"

Qian Gao's eyelids jumped fiercely, and his right arm was slightly bent, not daring to take this punch hard.

Han Dong and him are also martial arts practitioners of the upper three grades, and if they are unprepared, if they are hard to catch Han Dong's straight punch, their elbow joints will be damaged.

Disheveled!!

Han Dong's right fist hit Qian Gao's right palm!

As if the rolling waves had destroyed the towering mountains, this violent force suddenly hit Qian Gao's right arm and fell back to his chest, and he retreated more than ten steps backwards, almost falling to the ground.

Dead!

Deathly silence!

The chirping birds, as if they didn't exist. The warm early summer breeze doesn't seem to blow anymore.

"Xiaodong?"

"This is Xiaodong, Coach Qian is a second-grade martial arts practitioner, how is it possible?"

Zhang Luoyu stared at this scene in disbelief.

This straight punch is terrible. Even if Zhang Luoyu is not a martial arts person, he can still perceive the fierce power contained in it.

The other side.

"Han Dong!"

Qian Gao, who retreated more than ten steps, seemed to be performing a face-changing skill, and instantly changed into a sincere smile: "Come slowly, come slowly, I am Qian Gao, Qian Xing's brother Qian Gao." ”

Han Dong was stunned: "Qian Xing's brother?"

Qian Gao smiled warmly and said enthusiastically: "Well, I am the brother of Qian Xing's kid." Brother Han Dong, I have long heard that you are extremely talented. I met for the first time today, but it was far better than I met. ”

Heard about it for a long time?

Han Dong's eyes flashed, his mind was racing, and he was a little clear.

Qian Xing's misunderstanding at the beginning may have originated from the Qian Gao in front of him......! What was the reason for Qian Gao's misunderstanding and warned Qian Xing.