In the cold and spacious venue, only Han Dong who fell to the ground remained, and Ning Moli, whose face was wrinkled but no sadness or joy, and there were occasional laughter of some students outside the venue, and the crisp sound of some birds chirping.

"I'm so dizzy, why are you so dizzy. ”

"What just happened...... Birds chirping, and the sound of football kicking on the playground, where am I? ”

Han Dong's consciousness gradually awakened.

He barely opened his eyes, and what caught him was the rudimentary roof of the martial arts training ground.

“......”

Han Dong's head was confused, and there were bursts of pain in his body, especially in his neck...... He sat up propped up on the ground, and in front of him was a solid wood table at the edge of the field.

To be exact, it should be bits and pieces of wood.

Hiss!

Han Dong trembled, and felt that there seemed to be a ferocious beast sitting beside him, and turned his head one by one, looking at Ning Lao who was sitting next to him.

"Han Dong. Ning Moli sat on the chair, a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and he said as kindly as he could: "Since you have woken up, we will continue the topic just now, do you agree." ”

Han Dong hurriedly said: "Promise, promise." ”

How could he not agree, the severe pain in his body was still reminding himself that the seemingly kind white-haired old man in front of him was very likely to be a nervous disorder!

The scariest thing is.

This thing is obviously mentally ill, but it still has incredible martial arts power!

Ning Moli smiled more amiably, like an old man next door. But Han Dong always felt that this smile was very strange, as if he was squeezing out a smile.

"Okay, kowtow twice, apprentice. ”

Ning Mo forced himself to suppress the impatience in his heart and said warmly.

He believes that he should be a gentle and amiable teacher, not so violent, and considerate of his apprentices...... Although he had confiscated his apprentices before, there was only one at present.

Han Dong frowned: "Kowtow?"

Ning Mo twitched his cheek, stood up, grabbed his wooden chair with both palms, and snapped it in half.

"Good apprentice. ”

With a smile on his old face, he grabbed the leg of the chair, and sawdust flew everywhere: "This is the rule of the martial arts sect, you must kowtow to the master, you have to understand." ”

said.

Ning Moli continued to pull out the iron nails embedded in the wooden chair, which were about five centimeters long, and he pinched them into circles.

"Yes, the apprentice has seen the master!"

Han Dong didn't ink either, he held his body in severe pain, knelt on the ground and knocked his head twice.

He has a serious face, respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue that cannot be forgotten, and if it weren't for the anode pile taught by Ning Lao, he would not have been able to reach the third grade in a short time.

People, don't forget your roots.

As for the coercion of force and the like, probably... Maybe... Possible... It should be just a little factor.

Bang!

Ning Moli pinched the circle of iron nails, pinched them into a lump of iron, and sighed: "As an elder who preaches and teaches to solve doubts, I remind you to call Shizun." ”

Han Dong nodded his head and said, "Yes, Master." ”

Ning Mo left his chin, stood up straight with Han Dong in his thin right palm, and looked around Han Dong twice: "Good apprentice, in fact, the teacher has a gentle personality, but he was a little impulsive just now. I believe that as an apprentice, you will definitely be able to understand the hardships of the teacher. ”

The corners of Han Dong's mouth twitched twice.

Was that a little impulsive? Grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground, not to mention a little! If he were an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would fall to his death.

But.

When Han Dong saw Ning Moli's puzzled face, he adhered to the principle of respecting the master, and smiled indifferently: "The master is right, of course the disciple understands the master. ”

"That's good, that's good. The smile on Ning Moli's old face gradually retracted, reached into his arms and took out a brand-new book, and handed it to Han Dong: "This is the full version of the anode pile, which allows you to practice to a martial artist above the first grade." ”

Han Dong hurriedly took it and said in surprise: "Martial artist?"

Ning Moli said lightly: "Above the nine grades of martial arts, there are martial artists. In the realm of the future, you are not qualified to know. The first requirement for you is to become a martial artist by the end of this year, and don't let the teacher down. ”

Han Dong was happy, nodded hurriedly, and said casually: "The apprentice must do his best not to disappoint the master." ”

At this moment, the pain all over my body seemed to disappear.

"Full version of the anode pile. ”

Han Dong looked at the brand-new book in his hand in a daze, touched the white line of the book, and only felt that the future was limitless, and the throbbing and excitement were mixed together.

Although he is a born-again person.

But before he was reborn, he was just an ordinary person who graduated normally and then worked normally, and he was inevitably a little excited when he suddenly came into contact with these.

Han Dong knew it in his heart.

He really came into contact with incredible powers, and the mystery of the real world was revealed to him.

There are demons and monsters in this world, but there are also advanced martial arts practitioners! Standing in front of him, Master Ning Moli, is a profound martial artist who can blow up the air with his fists and explode with his feet. It's a bit weird, but it's a minor problem.

All in all.

The crisis of demons and monsters has finally been properly resolved.

Han Dong took a breath.

May 16, about 80 days since rebirth...... The incredible power of martial arts, the mysterious world of martial arts, the terrifying and weird demons and monsters, these bizarre magic, are finally about to be revealed.

But.

Why is it so quiet around?

Han Dong looked up suspiciously, only to see Master Ning Moli standing in front of him with a smile on his face, his thin palm on his shoulder, and sighed: "Good apprentice, work hard...... I believe that you are definitely not willing to face the disappointment of being a teacher. ”

Goo-dong.

Han Dong swallowed a jerky saliva.

He vaguely understood what the disappointment in Ning Moli's mouth was.

Smack.

Ning Moli patted Han Dong on the shoulder, and gently encouraged: "Apprentice, when you reach the level of martial artist, you will be qualified to become a disciple of the sect, inherit the sect, and carry forward the sect." Now your main task is to train in martial arts...... I hope you will also be considerate of the teacher. The responsibility for the rise and fall of the sect will all fall on your head. ”

"Yes. ”

Han Dong nodded repeatedly.

Although Shizun's words were a little strange, such as the responsibility for the rise and fall should not fall on his shoulders, how could it fall on his head, but it didn't matter, Han Dong told himself that he had to believe that Ning Moli was a good master.

Han Dong said: "Master, do the demons and monsters you just mentioned really exist? What is the name of our sect? And what happened to me yesterday, does it really matter?"

Ning Moli glanced at Han Dong.

He straightened his pitch-black leather coat, walked to the edge of the ring, leaned against the ring, took out a cigarette and lit it, and then said slowly: "You are not qualified to know the first two questions." As for what happened yesterday, don't worry, as a qualified master, of course, you have to solve problems for your apprentices. ”

Problem solving?

Han Dong blinked twice.

Ning Moli took a breath and said leisurely: "Then Wu Jie's relatives are basically dead, so as not to cause you any more trouble." ”

Han Dong was stunned, and his heart was cold: "All dead?"

Ning Moli thought about it and said seriously: "No, no, there are still two old ladies who are not dead." Don't feel guilty, Wu Jie has very few relatives. ”

Kindness.

There are probably more than a dozen.

Ning Moli secretly recalled.

Han Dong looked at the master he had just recognized with a difficult face, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he always felt that he had fallen into the mouth of a fierce beast.

God pity!

Something is wrong with this script!

Normally, it should be that a senior martial artist who unconditionally promotes the younger generations, sees his outstanding talent for martial arts, happily accepts him as a disciple, gives support and help, and loves him very much, and even tries his best to beg himself to apprentice?

In film and television dramas, including fantasy articles on the Internet, they are all like this!

"Master, Master. Han Dong plucked up his courage and whispered tentatively: "Master, you are the guardian of the city. ”

"Yes, of course, what's the problem. Ning Moli said strangely: "It's just killing some people, it's a trivial matter, you will get used to it in the future." It is the whole city that guards the teacher, not a single individual. ”

Han Dong wanted to ask something else.

But Ning Moli said: "Okay, let's do this today, don't let others see the full version of the anode pile." You should prepare well for the martial arts test and be admitted to Jiangnan University. ”

Han Dong nodded: "Okay, Master." ”

"Well, we also need to communicate often between our master and apprentice. Ning Moli took out the mobile phone in his arms, clicked back and forth, and walked in front of Han Dong: "Come, good apprentice, scan the QR code for the teacher, and usually contact on WeChat." ”

"Oh. ”

Han Dong said dumbfounded.

......

When Han Dong cleared his thoughts, Ning Moli had already disappeared without a trace.

He shook his head, sighed secretly, and silently left the fitness activity building, walking along the playground where he was playing football, towards the senior high school teaching building.

Have fun.

Yesterday's serious matter, probably completely resolved, I didn't have any trouble.

There is also pressure.

After all, the responsibility for the rise and fall of the sect, as well as Ning Mo's expectations for leaving his master, all fell on his head.

"It's good, though. ”

Han Dong said silently: "Not only did I verify the power of martial arts, but I also came into contact with the world of martial arts, and I also saw the hope of protecting my sister Xiaoqian." Moreover, Ning Mo is so strong from his master, it is estimated that he is also in a high position, and if he encounters something similar to Wu Jie in the future, he can ask for help from his master. ”

......

In the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

Gu Yuanliang took out two Qingfeng tissues from the table and handed them to Han Dong, who had just returned to the classroom and sat down: "At the same table, classmate Zhang Hao came to you in the afternoon and asked you what was wrong." ”

"It's all right. ”

Han Dong's heart warmed, took the tissue, put it in the schoolbag, and then put the backpack on his back, and put his palm on Gu Yuanliang's shoulder: "I'll go home first, you study hard." ”

Gu Yuanliang's face stiffened, and he said without love: "Don't talk about the word learning." ”

Han Dong nodded: "Oh, then you have a good class." ”

Anyway.

He walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, leaving Gu Yuanliang with a dark face.

The students in the classroom are studying on their own as usual, staring intently at the books and wrong questions, preparing for the upcoming college entrance examination.

on the first row of seats.

Li Ziwei, who had bright eyes and bright teeth, squinted her beautiful eyes, stroked her jet-black hair twice, and glanced at the back of Han Dong leaving.

"I have long reminded you that no matter how high the level of martial arts is, it is a misguided path after all, and learning is the right path for our students...... It's a pity that it's too late for you to regret it now, it's pointless. ”

"That's fine. ”

"I will definitely be admitted to Jiangnan University, and I will not see it in the future, so I want to do this. ”

She rubbed her hair, pursed her lips, and stared at the math problem book on the table, her beautiful eyes turning in thought.