Jiangnan school, dormitory.

Crunch.

An old electric fan, slowly turning the breeze.

Lin Zekai's face was strange, and he stretched out his hand to sense the flow of air for a while: "It's autumn now, why are you still turning on the electric fan." ”

"Martial arts. ”

Han Dong's gaze fell on the screen of his mobile phone.

The slight flow of air allowed him to comprehend the technique of flying three thousand more clearly.

As for the moment, Han Dong is sending a WeChat message to Sun Hui. Sun Huinai was one of the few friends he had in high school, and he was admitted to Jiangnan University of Finance and Economics with a five-grade grade.

"How's it going, have you been in the fourth grade?" Han Dong asked.

"Haha, how can it be so fast, it will take some days for Sipin. Sun Hui replied: "I recently joined a fitness club, hehe, I met some girls." ”

Belch.

Do you have girls in the fitness club?

Han Dong didn't understand much, so he chatted with Sun Hui for a few words, planning to go to Jiangnan Finance and Economics in the future to see his former friend.

"It's a pity. ”

"According to Sun Hui's current grade, it is estimated that he will be a third-grade martial arts student after graduation, and I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to contact the martial arts world. ”

Han Dong put down his phone and sighed lightly.

Click.

He stretched out his palm and squeezed it twice. Between the muscles and bones, the majestic liquid internal force began to gurgle and flow, and the technique given by the master was indeed very useful.

Rushing.

When the blood flows, it is faintly like a babbling river.

After a while.

Lin Zekai took out his mobile phone and looked at it twice, and said solemnly: "I have to go, in the past two days, Teacher Yan Cangtu is teaching us some basic tricks to match the connection between the techniques." ”

Cohesion?

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Unless you reach the level of devotion, there will be a short gap after the exercise.

"That's right. ”

"The day after tomorrow, there will be martial arts students from Minghu Academy, who will come to challenge, you should know, right?" Lin Zekai stood up and walked to the door before mentioning.

The martial arts students of Minghu School and Jiangnan School often compete and compare with each other, and the sense of competition is extremely strong, which can be called-for-tat, and there is a challenge almost every year.

Last year, it was the Jiangnan University that launched the challenge, and it seems to have won.

"Yes. ”

Han Dong nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go to training first. Lin Zekai gently closed the door of the dormitory and went to the fitness building.

Boom.

The iron door is closed, and the bedroom is quiet.

Han Dong sat on the chair, his eyes were indifferent, he was usually practicing martial arts, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to other miscellaneous matters.

As for Yan Cangtu's training, it was meaningless to Han Dong.

After reaching the level of enlightenment, you can only rely on yourself to practice. The experience and methods taught by others always have external traces, not their own perceptions.

Whew.

The breeze blows into the bedroom, and it is slightly cool autumn.

Han Dong moved his fists and feet, walked slowly to the window, looked at the quiet and harmonious school, and the students who kept coming and going, and exhaled.

"The investigation of the memories of the past life, or wait. ”

"There is still a month left before the ranking battle for martial arts students, so I will carefully prepare to participate in the ranking battle first. Anything else is on the back burner. ”

Finishing in the top three and finishing first are two different things.

Rao is that he is sure of his own strength, but under the condition of hiding the liquid internal force and not activating the mad state...... If you want to be number one, you have to give it your all.

At this moment, there was a shout from below the dormitory.

Fluffy.

A boy patted the basketball and raised his hand: "Hurry up, let's go late, there must be no place on the basketball court." ”

He was wearing a sleek vest, which was quite eye-catching.

Three or five boys ran out and ran with him to the basketball court, all wearing vests and revealing their tall and muscular figures.

This is the everyday scene of a school.

Han Dong watched quietly, there was no condescending overlook, only silent observance, I was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to experience these leisurely lives.

Over time-

I am getting closer and closer to the world of martial arts, and I don't have much leisure in real life.

"Take advantage of the weekend to pick up the task. ”

"It's better to have another technique to reach the level of integration. He turned and walked back to the bedside and picked up the martial arts world liaison.

Assist Tasks......

Cleanup Quests......

Tracing tasks......

Due to the dense population of the area around Jiangnan City, there are not a few demons and monsters that infiltrate the surrounding area, and it is only because of the cleaning of martial arts practitioners that the society does not have too many fluctuations.

"These missions are basically based on ordinary demons and monsters. ”

"It's better to choose a task that has a suspicious rank or a large number of tasks. Otherwise, it will be a long way to arrive, and it will be finished with one punch. ”

Suddenly.

The screen refreshed to reveal three missions that had just been issued

The second task: Located in Xiongshou Mountain, 100 kilometers west of Jiangnan City, there are two general-level demons stranded for unknown reasons, and more than 20 people have been killed.

"Okay, that's it. ”

Han Dong clicked directly to pick it up.

For martial arts practitioners, the task reward is only a measure of the degree of difficulty. People above the martial arts realm are not taking tasks for the sake of remuneration.

There may be a small number of first-class people who are for honorarium.

Phew.

Han Dong's face was indifferent, he put on a gray windbreaker, wore a pair of black and white cloth shoes, brought two sets of clothes, and walked out of the independent dormitory.

......

At the same time、Inside the fitness building of the university。

Whew, whew.

The martial arts students were all on their knees, panting and sweating.

Yan Cangtu, who was wearing an ancient robe, put his hands behind his back and looked solemn: "The martial arts students in Minghu Academy have at least three high-level martial artists. This time to meet their challenge, we can only win, and we must not lose. ”

"Last year's challenge, on par with that. ”

"But the year before last was defeated, and the year before last was also defeated. This year you have to win, and this is the final grind before the sorting battle. ”

His voice was low and stern.

The martial arts students in the third and fourth years of college were all secretly gritting their teeth and surging with fighting spirit.

Side.

Lin Zekai took a breath and said in confusion: "Teacher Yan, as long as Han Dong is here, what is the Minghu Academy, we will definitely win." ”

As soon as the words fell, the other martial arts students looked strange and shook their heads silently.

This challenge belongs to the conventional competition between Jiangnan University and Minghu University, and only the junior and senior martial arts students can play, so as to compare the training results of the two schools.

As for the freshman and sophomore, they can only be watched from the sidelines.

Yan Cangtu glanced at Lin Zekai and said lightly: "This is a measure of the overall level of martial arts training, Han Dong alone, even if he defeats all the martial arts students of Minghu Academy, it will not make any sense." ”

"Alright. ”

"Don't rest, keep fighting. ”

Anyway.

Yan Cangtu stopped speaking, walked to the side of the ring, and frowned.

The martial arts instructor of Minghu Academy, who belongs to a different sect from himself, has had entanglements and grudges before, and this challenge must be ill-intentioned. In case the rout of Jiangnan Academy is too heavy, it is very easy to affect the performance of the ranking battle.

Come to think of it.

He couldn't help but sigh: "I hope we can win this challenge." ”

......

At dusk.

The entrance to the highway on the west side of Gangnam City.

Whew.

A car passes through the toll gate, then begins to accelerate and sps down the highway.

But in front of the entrance, there is a car parked next to it, with a beautiful streamline, all of which are very luxurious vehicles, at least more than 2 million Chinese dollars.

In front of one of the cars, stood an old man in black with gray hair.

There are not many wrinkles on the old man's face, his eyes are like eagle eyes, blazing, and his body is full of momentum without anger and majesty, showing the identity of the military general.

Next to the old man, there was a young man dressed in rich clothes.

They all have one thing in common, their eyes are detached from the outside of things, as if they are out of step with their surroundings.

After a while.

The young man frowned and said, "Cheng Lao, we have been waiting for him for almost half an hour." ”

The old man surnamed Cheng shook his head and said in a low voice: "Spoon Yu, you were born in the sect since you were a child, this is the first time you are on a mission, and you should be calm when you come into contact with those demons and monsters." ”

"Oh. ”

Cen Shaoyu pursed his lips.

Martial arts sects, independent of the real society, are basically located in the mountains and rivers. And Cen Shaoyu, as a leader in the sect, already has the level of a high-level martial artist.

In the face of ordinary generals, he has the strength to fight.

After thinking for a while, Cen Shaoyu asked, "Cheng Lao, are demons and monsters really as terrible as you say?"

"Well, it's scary. ”

The black-clothed Cheng Lao replied in a low voice, his face a little cautious.

Oh.

Cen Shaoyu nodded, glanced left and right, and said sullenly: "In this mission, in addition to us, there are Xie Hao and Han Dong. The former is just that, after all, it is a military general's realm, but the latter is just a subordinate martial artist. ”

"Xie Hao came late, I have no opinion. ”

"But that Han Dong, a mere martial artist, dares us to deign to wait for him?"

The black-clothed Cheng Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

As the third son of the sect master, Cen Shaoyu has been pampered since he was a child, and it is commonplace to be unreasonable. If this is not the case, I am afraid that the sect master will be reluctant to let himself bring Cen Shaoyu out to practice.

"Spoonful. ”

"There are still more than ten minutes left in the meeting time. Cheng Ling reminded, lest there be meaningless contradictions before the task began.

At this very moment.

Buzzing.

The two cars, one in front of the other, stopped next to the military general Cheng Ling and the martial artist Cen Shaoyu, and it was Xie Hao and Han Dong who arrived together.