Time flies.

Summer June is like flowing water, gradually passing away, ushering in a new July.

The birds that were originally chirping are hidden and nowhere to be seen, leaving only the ubiquitous summer cicadas, making the sound of midsummer.

July 2, Han Dong's house.

Xiao Qian stared at her big watery eyes, stood on the bed barefoot, tightened her brother Han Dong's sleeve, and said crisply: "Brother, it's hot, the temperature should be low." ”

"No, I can't. ”

Han Dong Jeong-yi refused.

The temperature in the bedroom is already very low, and then turn down the temperature of the air conditioner, what if Xiaoqian catches a cold.

Xiao Qian hung her little head and puffed out her mouth: "Hot, hot." ”

"Well, the heart is calm and naturally cool. Han Dong rubbed Xiaoqian's white and tender face: "Do you understand what tranquility is, just don't run around, it's strange if you're jumping like this, it's not hot!"

"Hot. ”

Xiao Qian blinked her big aggrieved eyes and didn't give up.

Han Dong shook his head, simply looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and continued to read books on self-cultivation to prevent the sequelae of gray airflow.

"These days, the harvest of seven traces of gray air flow, the number is too small, a drop in the bucket, it is of no help at all. ”

"If you want to break through the second-grade martial arts level, increase your strength to the peak, and make the strength in your body and the qi and blood in your body coordinate with each other, you must rely on a massive amount of gray and white airflow. ”

Han Dong thought deeply.

He couldn't figure out the source of the gray airflow, but since this was his own magical ability, there was no need to worry about thinking about it, and doing everything he could to strengthen himself was the right way.

Not.

Han Dong stretched out his right palm and squeezed it twice, feeling more and more terrifying the power in his body.

The huge force of thousands of catties has become a huge force of more than 3,000 catties.

Most importantly, it's not the weight of the boxing, it's not the power of the punch that uses the power of the power and the acceleration, it's the real and pure internal strength.

In other words.

Han Dong punched out, it was a huge force of three thousand catties, plus the increase of the technique, and the bonus of the acceleration of the punch, which was fused into one, which was extremely terrifying.

Thinking so.

He frowned and recalled that night: "The black shadow lying on the tree is actually Lian Bu, a martial arts practitioner, but he can actually withstand my punch? ”

"A grade that aims to condense strength and qi and blood. ”

"It is estimated that this is the reason why he can bear it...... Anyway, if you can bear it with three thousand huge forces, it doesn't mean that you can carry ten thousand catties of huge forces. ”

Han Dong squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of longing.

If you find a sufficient amount of gray air flow and continue to enhance your physical fitness, I am afraid that you can really reach a huge strength of 10,000 catties, and then you will encounter a martial arts practitioner similar to Lianbu, and it is estimated that you can be killed with one punch.

"Huh?"

"me? ”

Han Dong sighed and shook his head...... I have to say that after frequent daily contact, he was gradually influenced by Ning Moli.

Boom.

Xiao Qian saw that her brother had been stunned, her face was full of displeasure, she pounced, hugged her brother Han Dong's shoulder with great effort, and shook it desperately: "Hot, hot, hot." ”

"Alas. ”

Han Dong exhaled, gently picked up Xiaoqian, and walked out of the bedroom.

Fortunately, with Ning Moli's whipping, he was able to master his body...... Otherwise, just now Han Qian pounced, and the tremor of the reflex of the shoulders alone was enough to shake this little one.

——

It's July 10 in the blink of an eye, and Han Dong during the holiday is naturally light. Before the school opened, only the parents wanted to hold the college entrance banquet.

In addition to that, he has free reign for all his time.

The problem is that it is becoming increasingly difficult to find the gray air currents, and you have to travel to other cities...... Han Dong was thinking.

Disheveled!!

A thin arm, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, attacked in an instant.

"Master, are you still here, it's just over in the morning!" Han Dong's face changed wildly, he didn't care about thinking, he subconsciously raised his right arm, and cooperated with his left fist to block this sweep.

Knock knock.

Rao was like this, and Han Dong also took a few steps back.

Ning Moli's wrinkled old face was full of haze, and his eyes flashed with coldness: "Between exercises, do you dare to be distracted?" These days, the teacher has been considerate and understanding of you in every way, but it makes you conniving. ”

"It seems—"

"It is necessary for you to understand what is the cost of making mistakes!"

The voice has just ended.

Boom!

Ning Moli's thin body was like a savage beast awakening, and it suddenly flicked, and his right foot stepped on the dirt covered with fallen leaves, stepping out of a circle of waves alive.

Seeing this, Han Dong couldn't help but be shocked.

"Master, the two bruises on the left side of my face are still here, how can you be embarrassed to say that you are considerate in every way?" He wanted to cry without tears to gather his thoughts, abandon distracting thoughts, and swing his muscles to the right and rush to the right.

Disheveled!

Ning Moli punched the tree behind Han Dong, a smile appeared on his old face, and he continued to catch up with Han Dong: "Peace of mind, peace of mind, for the teacher is only a grade-"

Spit words in between.

Ning Moli's expression was as usual, his face was kind, but his left leg took a step forward, but he crossed the distance of seven or eight meters at the same time, and his thin right arm was suddenly raised, and he hit with a fist.

Phew!

The tiger roars and is fierce and awe-inspiring.

In the face of this slash, Han Dong didn't have time to dodge, but thinking that Ning Moli only used a grade of one grade, he should easily deal with it, and there was no need to run away.

"Torrential rain!"

Han Dong's fists pressed downward, followed by a spring-like blast upward, as if the sky was smashing the raindrops of the earth, reversing the direction and turning the universe upside down, and the whole body was flowing with qi and blood, as if the heat was collapsing.

Master, you can also take a step back for me!

Boom!!

Han Dong's fists struck out the meaning of the technique, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling joy and passion in his heart, but he felt that Ning Moli's arm was like the fall of the Optimus Giant Pillar, and he could not tolerate the slightest resistance.

Smack!

Han Dong's fists were like fragile plastic, disintegrating on the spot and scattering both sides.

It is as if you are cheering on your back, welcoming the warm sun...... Boom, there was a downpour on the spot, drenching all over the body.

Poof.

Han Dong's complexion changed slightly, he couldn't bear the remaining strength at all, and he was split and lay on the ground.

He hurriedly rolled to the left, barely dodging Ning Moli's slippers, and couldn't help shouting: "Master, Yipin! You're not Yipin!"

"Of course not. ”

"What I wanted to say for the teacher was the speed of a grade, but I forgot it just now. ”

Ning Moli spoke clearly, without the slightest respite, he didn't stop, his right leg kicked out from between the fallen leaves, the fallen leaves cracked, and Han Dong's face changed slightly.

Hiss.

Han Dong took a breath, adjusted his mentality and the qi and blood in his body, and retreated sharply to the side and back.

Ning Mo walked casually from his legs, but he was extremely agile, followed Han Dong closely, threw his left arm back, and then pulled out half a circle and slapped Han Dong's right body.

"Block!"

Han Dong took a breath, adjusted the qi, blood and strength in his body, and all of them exploded, his right leg tensed and lifted one by one, and his right arm was erected and pushed with one move, blocking Ning Moli's whipping.

Syllable!

The crisp sound of collision reverberates around the woods.

His right leg trembled, he fell to the ground, his right arm trembled, and he flew to the side, Han Dong only felt that half of his body was sore, and he couldn't lift any strength at all.

It was like a giant tripod trembling, shaking and crumbling.

"Good apprentice. ”

Ning Mo took a step forward, his face was as kind as a kind old man, but his thin right palm was like an eagle grabbing a chick, and he grabbed Han Dong's neck directly.

Han Dong said, "No! Wait, wait—"

Disheveled!

Ning Moli carried Han Dong, lifted him up, and then fell down, taking a deep breath, his face showing a comfortable and leisurely expression.

Puffy puffy!

Ning Moli continued to beat more than ten times, and threw Han Dong with his hand, his wrinkled old face leisurely: "It's finally comfortable, the air quality is better, and the sun is brighter." ”

The other side.

"Ahem. ”

Han Dong clutched his chest, leaned against the trees, and coughed, "Master, are you venting your emotions or training?"

"Oh, you're right, I'm a little impulsive. Ning Moli frowned, as if reflecting. He pondered for a while, and finally turned his head to look at Han Dong: "Since you took the initiative to ask for it, apprentice, then the training has officially begun!"

Whew!

Ning Moli's right fist was like a dragon being born, and it slammed into Han Dong.

......

Night falls.

It's the height of summer, and the sweltering climate is sweeping the land, and only in an air-conditioned room can there be a trace of coolness.

Buzzing.

The air conditioner was running non-stop.

Han Dong stood on the floor of the bedroom, grinning and moving his limbs to relieve the bruises through the flow of qi and blood, but the three bruises on the left side of his face were extremely conspicuous and difficult to remove in a short period of time.

"Violence. ”

"It's just violent, but it's very effective...... But no one can bear such a toss, and if they are ordinary second-grade martial arts practitioners, their body bones will fall apart. ”

Han Dong was speechless, but he also enjoyed it.

Master Ning Moli's rigorous training seemed to be the tightest pressure, squeezing himself to the limit...... He can perceive his rapid progress every day.

It's not just physical fitness.

It includes flexibility, resistance to beating, endurance and perseverance, pressure bearing, nervous responses, etc., and even the heart has made great progress.

Click.

The corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a hundred times more confidence, and he shook his palms.

Before this, he had brute force and didn't know how to use it at all. But after so much tempering, he can be said to know everything about strength, and he is extremely proficient in fists and feet.

It's like a powerful engine, finally equipped with high-quality tires, and finally able to gallop.

......

At the same time.

Situated in a bungalow on the banks of the Yuntong River.

Sizzle.

The cigarette butt flickered and flickered, shining on a wrinkled old face, it was Ning Moli.

"Interesting, Han Dong's physique is so strong...... The flexibility is strong, the recovery is extremely high, and the toughness is incredible, which is simply beyond the scope of theory, as if it is a never-ending device. ”

"Fortunately, I have been temporarily inspired recently, and I want to sharpen it, lest Han Dong encounter demons and monsters and die unexpectedly. ”

"Otherwise, you wouldn't really be aware of these special circumstances. ”

Ning Moli whispered, his tone emotional.

He tortured him like that, even a martial arts practitioner couldn't bear it, but Han Dong actually endured it alive, and it was still growing and getting more and more adaptable.

It was not reasonable at all, Ning Moli felt puzzled and inexplicably surprised.

As long as Han Dong can withstand it, he will deepen his strength and strive to bring out Han Dong's true potential...... No, not a beating, but a grinding.

Sizzle.

Ning Moli took a deep breath of his cigarette, and in an instant, he took half of the cigarette, causing the ash to turn into fluffy dust and drift down.

"Still. ”

"It's not bad to have such an apprentice, who is resistant to falls and fights. At least if you're in a bad mood, you can have a good time...... And don't worry about falling to your death. ”