The imperial capital of Huaguo, the imperial school of China.

The majestic library has a five-story structure. The exterior is decorated with black glass and gray marble, which is solemn and elegant, and belongs to the cutting-edge modern construction concept, which is one of the landmark buildings in the university.

One by one, students go in and out.

Or with a book in hand, or in a hurry.

The rooftop of the library.

It is never open to the public, and it is usually unattended, but today there is a young man with a mediocre face.

He, wearing shorts and short sleeves.

He, with slightly long hair, drifts in the autumn wind.

He is the world's Liu Tuyun of Dihua Academy.

If he is in the crowd, Liu Tuyun is like the general public. Whether it is height, body type, or temperament, there is nothing special.

But those eyes are very different.

Liu Tuyun was holding a borrowed book, his eyes were calm as if he could accommodate everything, with peace but heavy power.

Whew.

Letting the bleak autumn wind sweep the earth, and the pages of the book are turned with a chilling charm, Liu Tuyun still sits on the wooden chair, as if sitting and watching the clouds roll calmly.

Rushing.

Sometimes he turned the pages, sometimes his eyes were fixed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

All of a sudden.

Liu Tuyun got up and left his seat, stood on the rooftop, looked around at the vicissitudes of Dihua Academy, and his face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"This year, I'm a junior. ”

"The day of leaving the university is getting closer and closer. If you want to experience such a quiet life in the future, I'm afraid I won't have a chance. Liu Tuyun greeted the breeze and slowly closed his eyes.

He wasn't worried about the sort battle.

As a world-beater, he has a unique world-class spirit, and Liu Tuyun's spirit is a peace that embraces the vicissitudes of the world.

But.

This peace is not leniency, but the solemnity of facing everything plainly.

Nothing moved him.

Even before death, it is just a cold wind.

"Sort battle?"

"I just hope Han Dong doesn't let me down. ”

Liu Tuyun opened his eyes, glanced at the campus swept by the autumn wind, turned around and walked back to the floor, and the book in his hand also revealed a simple and white writing - "Ideal Country".

......

At the same time、Jiangnan University。

The fifth floor of the male dormitory building is located in a separate dormitory.

Rushing.

Han Dong stood and painted the mountain pile, the blood in his body churning,

It is as if there is a gurgling stream between the mountains, flowing here, soaring endlessly, sometimes with surging waves, making people feel a sonorous feeling of hitting the heart.

If there were ordinary people here, they would have been stunned on the spot.

The blood in the human body can actually emit the sound of a river, which is really beyond the limit of imagination, and this is also an important symbol of the martial arts realm.

After reaching the Warrior Realm.

Unless a fellow martial artist is armed with a gun, it is difficult for an ordinary firearm to hit a martial artist.

If you advance to the military general realm, the liquid internal force will automatically flow to the body surface, which can be said to be not afraid of firearms. As for the even more incredible Martial Sect Realm, the guns are useless, and the missiles are meaningless.

Whew.

Han Dong exhaled, almost condensing into substance.

And around its body, there is a steaming swirling air current, mixed with a trace of obscure brilliance, like a misty scene.

"Receive. ”

Han Dong secretly muttered.

His palms began to move, dissipating the mountain phantom before shaking his body and sensing the blood in his body.

Blood like lead like mercury, like boiling.

This is the beginning of the three realms of martial arts, and it is also a milestone for the flesh-and-blood human body to advance to a higher level.

"Huh?"

He stared at the steam around him, secretly surprised.

This is probably due to the violent boiling of the blood, which produces a little escape, which melts into the air, depicting such a strange scene.

After a moment of silence, Han Dong's eyes were full of longing.

The realm of martial artists is already mysterious, and if you reach the realm of martial generals, or even the realm of martial arts, you may be able to produce even more mysterious characteristics.

"Interesting. ”

"The results are extremely important, and the process is very meaningful. ”

The three realms of martial arts are not only the embodiment of force.

Simply shattering steel, shaking the ground, and blowing up the air with fists are only outward manifestations of force. And within martial arts, there are other aspects.

For example, the change of flesh and blood.

Or the mystery of the structure of internal forces.

The mysteries that cannot be listed are also the places where the three realms of martial arts attract Han Dong. Because of these special manifestations, people can experience a level beyond imagination.

"It's like a liquid internal force. ”

"What excites me the most is not the drastic increase in force, but the fact that I can shine with flesh and blood. ”

After thinking about it, Han Dong stretched out his clean right palm.

No dust.

There is no dirt either.

Any fine particles that stick to the palm of the hand cannot resist the explosion of strength, let alone the flow of liquid internal force.

Wow!

There was a soft thud.

The right palm gradually spreads light, as if it is a shining light.

The violent urging of the liquid internal force penetrated the skin on the surface of the body, illuminating Han Dong's smiling face, reflecting the slightly dim independent bedroom.

The light of internal forces.

This is the subtlety of the power of martial arts.

Han Dong withdrew his right palm, looked at the Yahuang curtain that had been closed long ago, and shook his head: "The goal of martial arts practice earlier was to protect Xiaoqian and reunite the family happily. ”

But now, there is more desire. ”

"I want to be free, I want to experience the magic of martial arts, I want to know where the limits of martial arts are. ”

Phew.

The curtains are drawn.

Han Dong leaned against the window edge and looked at the sky.

The green trees below, but there is a sense of loneliness, setting off the sky of white clouds, so refreshing and spacious, so quiet and distant.

"If one day—"

"I can shatter the sky and white clouds with one punch, what a courage it must be. Han Dong looked at the thin white cloud, and couldn't help but reverie, beautiful and swimming.

This is not a far-sightedness, but a Lingyun spirit.

Now that martial arts have become mysterious, imagination should be a little richer, and the limits of thinking should also be raised.

It's just that these reveries are still far away.

What is urgently needed at present is to be firm in the heart, practice martial arts steadily, move forward on thin ice, and believe that one day you can see the scenery of the peak of martial arts.

And first of all.

A week later.

The battle of the Chinese martial arts students.

No one wants to lose, no one willingly thinks they are like Furu, but they can't stand the coldness of reality, they can only let their fate flutter and drift with the flow.

But Han Dong is different.

As one of the five great generals and one of the two world-famous generals, he only had the only thought in his heart: "I have won the first place." ”

Twitter.

Occasionally, birds fly by, chirping crisply.

Bang bang.

There were two or three boys, slapping basketballs and laughing and running out of the dormitory.

Han Dong had a full view of these quiet lives, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fighting spirit gradually increased, and he felt more and more excited.

All of a sudden—buzzing.

The phone resting on the bed trembled twice.

Han Dong walked to the iron frame bed and picked up his mobile phone.

It was the QQ message sent by Zhang Hao: Are you ready, tomorrow's autumn tour.

Oh.

Han Dong blinked: "I don't want to go." ”

"No way!"

Zhang Hao replied menacingly, sending an expression of a cat carrying a kitchen knife: "The midterm exam the day before yesterday, the condition for you to sit behind me is to participate in the autumn outing." ”

The midterm exam is too simple for Zhang Hao,

But for Han Dong, who practices martial arts day and night, it is not difficult to talk about, nor is it simple.

Therefore.

He sat in the back row of Zhang Hao, and with his extraordinary eyesight, he could easily see all the details on the answer sheet and Zhang Hao's snow-white neck.

He groaned for a while.

Han Dong replied with a smile: "Actually, it's useless if you don't let me, anyway, where you sit, I'll sit there, and my classmates won't rob me." ”

Wow.

Is it so rude?

Zhang Hao bit his white teeth and typed cracklingly: "Hmph, don't forget that there is a final exam." ”

"Oh"

Han Dong replied with a word, and the punctuation marks were not sent.

He usually practiced martial arts hard and did not communicate much with his classmates. So far, I have known Lin Zekai and Xu Jiawei.

The former are also martial arts students.

The latter is Zhang Hao's roommate and best friend.

In this case, participating in the autumn tour must be boring. Instead of playing, it is better to continue practicing martial arts calmly.

After all, he is only one of the five Chinese generals.

If you want to get the first place, you have to be careful.

Four or five seconds passed.

Zhang hazy sent a black and white cat's gaze: "The destination of tomorrow's autumn tour is a tourist villa, and there are groves everywhere, so I won't delay your martial arts practice." ”

"Besides, there's a lot to do at the lodge. ”

"It's said that there is also a cliff bungee jump, I'm a little scared, you really don't participate. ”

Fear?

Han Dong's eyes flashed and he frowned.

He secretly calculated the date of the start of the sorting battle, and hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, I'll travel with you tomorrow." ”

"Okay!" replied Zhang with a smile.

"Yes, but I don't understand it...... What does the grove mean, practice martial arts in the room can be. Han Dong asked in confusion.

The term grove is famous.

This is a holy place for couples to have trysts, just in the grove of Jiangnan Academy, Han Dong has witnessed no less than four or five fiery scenes.

"Uh-huh. ”

"I've seen you practice martial arts in the woods before. Zhang Hao held his delicate chin and typed as he thought about what to wear tomorrow.

The down jacket is too thick and looks bloated.

Sweaters are fine, but the autumn winds in the suburbs are stronger.

"That's right. ”

"The class rented a coach and could also drive themselves. You're going to drive, and if you do, I'll bring more stuff. Zhang Hao asked.

Han Dong sent a voice: "Well, then let's drive, we'll see you tomorrow." ”

——

Early the next morning.

The open space in front of the main entrance of the girls' dormitory.

The silver-gray Volkswagen coupe was parked at the edge of the open space, leaning on the owners Han Dong and Lin Zekai next to it.

"Han Dong, aren't you practicing martial arts today?"

Lin Zekai rubbed the corners of his eyes and yawned: "When I asked you the day before yesterday, you still said you wouldn't participate...... Why did you suddenly participate in the autumn outing, I thought you wouldn't participate. ”

Han Dong glanced at Lin Zekai and didn't speak.

Ahem.

Lin Zekai continued to speak and asked, "Do you want to drive, or sit in the back seat." ”

"You can drive it. Han Dong thought for a moment and smiled slightly.

“......”

Lin Zekai shook his head, quite speechless.

I am also a first-class person, and there are many luxury cars at home, unless I drive a sports car.

But.

He also couldn't ask for an autumn trip with Han Dong to enhance friendship.

"That's right. ”

"I still have a supercar parked in the school, or you and Zhang Hao can sit in that car, or I have a four-seater sports car at home. Lin Zekai pondered for a while and made a serious suggestion.

He just thinks.

The better the car, the more it can enhance the charm of a man.

Han Dong waved his hand, not caring at all: "No need, this one is enough." ”

If you practice martial arts, you must happily agree.

But this is no longer the case.

Since experiencing the mysteries of martial arts, Han Dong's passion for money has gradually faded, and his life goal has shifted to the path of martial arts.

"Well, okay. ”

Lin Zekai tidied up the sleeves of his coat: "On this autumn outing, I am not familiar with other classmates, but I have to follow you." ”

Han Dong was stunned for a moment.

Lin Zekai asked: "It is said that there is also a bungee jumping project, how about it, let's experience it too?"

The next moment.

Han Dong greeted Zhang Hao, who walked out of the dormitory building, and whispered: "Zekai, you still don't follow me in the autumn tour." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Zekai looked confused, and when he saw Han Dong greet Zhang Hao with a smile on his face, he pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and sat in the driver's seat speechlessly.

He really didn't expect it.

Han Dong can actually say this, could it be that the iron tree also has a day of blooming?