At the beginning of March, Jiangnan University.

The cold climate has become warmer, the trees are full of life, and the school is full of students coming and going, and there is a lively atmosphere.

Rumble.

There's the sound of a suitcase dragging on the asphalt, the sound of an engine passing by, and the sound of a bicycle sizzling.

People come and go, like a noisy market.

This is the opening scene of the second half of the semester of Jiangnan University.

......

There are students chatting about the two or three interesting things about the winter vacation.

"How is the Chinese New Year, how many red envelopes did you receive?"

"Hey, not much...... It's basically cash given by the elders, and the red envelopes on it are just for fun. ”

"It's also said that I've been busy swiping red envelopes at home, which makes my mother unhappy, and my dad also has opinions about me. In the end, a total of 64 Chinese coins were harvested. ”

......

There were also students discussing the start of the school year.

"It's the second semester of my junior year, and after this semester, I have to find a job in my senior year. ”

"Well, don't mention it, it's a little upset. ”

"What's upset? What's so good about school, I have long wanted to join the job, have a paid income, and live a free life. ”

Hehe.

The upset student tugged at the corners of his mouth, but did not refute it meaninglessly.

Based on the current economic situation in China, the average monthly salary of fresh graduates after tax is about four or five thousand Chinese dollars. As students of Jiangnan University, their salaries may be higher, but they are always limited.

......

In front of the main entrance of the girls' dormitory building.

Disheveled.

The trunk of the Hongqi LA is opened, slowly raised.

Han Dong stretched out his right hand, took out two twenty-four-inch suitcases one after another, and rested them on the ground: "I really don't understand, why there are so many salutes. ”

He looked at Zhang Hao, puzzled.

It's nothing more than the opening of Jiangnan Academy, what things do you need to bring? If you can see through, he really wants to take a closer look at what is in the two suitcases.

Side.

Zhang Hao, who was wearing a blue windbreaker, blinked his eyes like a secluded lake twice, and said as a matter of course: "Clothes, there are still some necessities for life...... This is the quality of life, and you, as a rough man, certainly can't understand it. ”

Belch.

Actually disliked?

Han Dong involuntarily opened his mouth, he was also a military general, and he had the qualifications to dominate one side.

But.

Looking at the girl's smug face, he couldn't help but change his words: "Actually, I pay attention to the quality of life, and I have always been self-disciplined and tidy." Little hazy children's shoes, do you understand simplicity?"

Wow.

Zhang Hao was surprised: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, it really can't be true. Han Dong showed a gentle smile: "I have always treated people with sincerity, don't you believe me?"

Oh.

Of course...... Don't believe it!

The girl tilted her head and looked at Han Dong.

As a good student with excellent results in the college entrance examination, Zhang Hao has a strong memory and can be described as well-read and strong. Especially in matters related to Han Dong, he is more attentive and meticulous.

Phew.

Zhang Hao cautiously stretched out his right hand, a white and tender little hand like congealed cream, pulled the pitch-black windbreaker on Han Dong's body, and immediately pointed to the light blue short sleeves inside: "Your outfit is too familiar." ”

"Huh?" Han Dong was a little dazed.

The girl covered her mouth and glanced at the girls who came in and out of the dormitory building, and explained with a smile: "Since last winter, you have been wearing this outfit. Honestly, how many of the same black trench coats did you buy?"

"Not much, twenty pieces. Han Dong was in a mixed mood.

He just didn't expect it.

Zhang Hao was so careful, not only remembered his own matching, but also saw that the windbreaker on his body was a new dress that had just been unpacked.

Hearing Han Dong's answer, Zhang Hao was stunned: "Twenty pieces, why don't you choose more other colors and styles?"

Rao is that the type of her clothes is extremely complex, with different colors of the same style, different styles of the same color, different lengths, and different styles...... But in the face of Han Dong, Zhang Hao also felt that he was like a furu.

A pitch-black trench coat, bought twenty pieces!

Crazy?

A lot of money?

I bought twenty pieces of clothes of the same color and length, and I plan to wear them until middle age?

"Ahem. ”

Han Dong explained two sentences and simply changed the topic.

He couldn't tell the girl to his face that he was too rough and easily tore his clothes, so he only had the last one left in the twenty black trench coats he bought.

Behave.

You have to be gentle and elegant.

For example, his master Ning Moli is high-spirited and bright, and has countless virtues, but his temper is a little worse.

The sun set, and the two talked and laughed.

There are also two 24-inch suitcases next to them, but they can't affect the leisurely relationship for half an hour, as if they can't feel the passage of time.

Finally.

Han Dong glanced at the dusk sky: "You go up quickly." ”

"Uh-huh. Zhang Hazy replied vividly, as if he had a longing, and asked Ai Ai, "Do you have time next weekend?"

Next weekend, what's the holiday?

This was Han Dong's subconscious thought, followed by a sinking in his heart, as if there was an inexplicable pressure on his heart and shoulders - next weekend, in mid-March, it would be this year's battle in the martial arts world.

Bringing together countless martial arts geniuses, it can be called the attention of everyone!

All the martial arts sects participated, competing for the contemporary Tianjiao!

This is an important event on the land of China, and it is of great significance...... No, it can't be described as a competition, because no matter whether you win or lose, there is only strength and weakness, life and death.

Competing for contemporary Tianjiao - it is not only pure competition, but also fierce competition!

And.

For Han Dong, the battle of the world is extremely important.

If it can be ranked among the contemporary Tianjiao, it will definitely make the name of Qingshan Sect resound in the world of martial arts and spread to the land of China.

......

Returning to the independent bedroom, Han Dong thought for a moment.

Bang bang bang.

He sent a long text message to Zhang Hao: "I'm not at the school in mid-March, is next weekend a special day, is it your birthday? Or is there any holiday? Anyway, I have time this weekend, so I'll invite you to a big dinner." ”

The girl's birthday is in July.

And in mid-March, there are no festivals.

This is also where Han Dong is confused, about four or five seconds, Zhang Hao replied: "It's rare, I sent so much." ”

"Actually, it's nothing. ”

"Next weekend, there will be a movie premiere in Gangnam City, if you have time, let's take a look at it, if you don't have time, forget it. ”

Click.

After chatting for a few words, Han Dong locked the screen of his mobile phone.

He casually put down his school bag, checked the impermeable curtains, and then stood in the bedroom with his legs slightly bent.

Buzzing!

Accustomed to the light, permeate the surroundings.

The pale yellow wooden door of the bedroom, the thick black curtains that have been replaced, the simple iron-framed bed stacked on top of the bed, and Han Dong, who is covered in steam, constitute the picture of the bedroom.

Quiet.

It's quiet all around.

"The process of the martial arts realm lies in blood coagulation. Han Dong slowly stretched out his right palm, and when he shook it, the blood inside his arm flowed back and seeped out a blood-red color.

Crash!

A simple shake, like a bubbling river, shook out a crisp sound of surging waves.

"Not bad. ”

Han Dong secretly bowed his head, satisfied.

The blood in the body, like lead, mercury, and metal, contains a hint of obscure luster. Through the blood clotting process, his physical fitness has undergone unimaginable changes, beyond the limits of the human body.

"Still. ”

"The upper limit of the blood clotting process is much higher than that of other martial arts practitioners. I'm afraid that the same is true of the marrow washing process in the military general's realm. ”

A deep groan flashed in his eyes, and Han Dong carefully sensed his body.

The body, which is still flesh and blood, has been cleansed and filtered to completely eliminate weak impurities, strengthen the bone marrow, and strengthen the muscles and bones of the whole body.

The process of washing the marrow is halfway through.

Strengthen the bone marrow and muscles and bones, corresponding to the median military general's realm. Further up, the whole body deepens the meridians, which is the realm of high-level military generals.

"The martial arts realm coagulates blood, and the martial generals realm washes the marrow. ”

"Actually, these are evolutionary enhancements to physical fitness...... If you want to have incredible force, you must first evolve your body into an unthinkable state. ”

Han Dong was shocked, then shook his head and smiled.

No matter how outrageous the state becomes, as long as you don't change your original intention, you are still yourself.

Whew, whew.

Without further thought, he began to practice drawing stumps.

With the vigorous and powerful breath, the skin on the surface of the body reveals the light of internal force, sucking the air, like a mysterious and colorful rainbow, like a blazing and brilliant hanging sun, sometimes flowing, sometimes silent, it is really a strange scene.

Like a fountain of energy, it spreads extraordinary power and sweeps through the independent bedroom.

But Han Dong didn't care about these visions, but his eyes were more calm and calm, containing a determined mind like a mountain and an abyss.

"Draw a stake!"

"Above the first mountain realm, the second mountain realm!"

Draw the mountain pile, pay attention to the concept of breaking and then standing.

If you want to reach the second mountain realm, you must crush the alpine phantom in the palm of your hand, break the foundation, and create a new height, which is the second mountain realm of painting mountain piles.

Buzzing!

The light of the inner force seems to be a real ripple.

The surface of the body flickered with energy aftermath, spreading around the periphery, and even pulling the air, causing the slight objects in the bedroom to suspend in the air.

This is the power of internal force, and it is also the work of painting the operation of the mountain pile.

If there are ordinary people here, they can't help but feel like a hurricane coming, and they are afraid that they will be paralyzed with fright.

In fact, the three realms of martial arts that are unspeakable in Xuanqi, Han Dong, who is in the realm of a median martial general, has already reached half of it.

And.

When he saw the force of punching to blow up the air, he really had it in his hands, and he could blow up a wave of air with a punch at will. It can even urge the Flying Flow 3000 technique, which can control the air flow in a small area.

"Hmph. ”

Han Dong restrained his distracting thoughts and slowly closed his palms.

The black alpine phantom between the palms was compressed to half the original size, and then trembled violently several times, the mountain collapsed, and the phantom dissipated.

"Failed. ”

Han Dong frowned, as long as he thought about it for a while.

As the foundation of the three realms of martial arts, painting mountain piles has unparalleled importance, and there can be no one technique, but there must be one pile skill.

Pity.

The understanding of painting mountain piles has always been a little worse. If you want to advance to the second mountain realm, you will need more time and a more delicate understanding of the essence of painting mountain piles.

"That's fine. ”

"To practice martial arts, you should take it step by step, how can you be reckless and impatient. After all, Master Venerable Ning Moli is only the second mountain realm. Han Dong pursed his lips and secretly admonished himself.

As of now.

He is still in the realm of military generals, the realm of military generals in the world.

And the master Ning Moli is probably the title of the Martial Sect above the high-ranking Martial Sect realm...... The title Martial Sect is divided into three steps, which in turn have extraordinary and obvious characteristics, and the level of force is far above the realm of high-ranking Martial Sects.

"I kind of get it. ”

"Blood coagulation is a martial artist, washing the marrow is a military general, and quenching the body is a martial arts realm. However, there are also some key processes in refining the body, such as accumulation and quantitative changes, and sublimation and qualitative changes. ”

Lower to median, median to high, are all quantitative changes of cumulative nature.

The first step of the promotion of the high-ranking Martial Sect to the title of Martial Sect is a qualitative change in the nature of sublimation, and the two cannot be said to be the same at all.

"It's too far to think about that. ”

Han Dong muttered and slowly stretched out his right palm.

Buzzing!

Urge the internal force and shake the air.

On the palm of the hand, through the skin on the surface of the body, wisps of radiant internal force emerge, constantly converging in the sky, like the return of all rivers in the sea, evolving an indescribable energy source.

"Magical. ”

"This is the materialization of internal force, and it is also the solid internal force that belongs to me Han Dong. ”