Suhe Museum, the last exhibition hall area.

Inside the sculpture of the long-bearded old man, Han Dong clearly perceived a trace of flowing and unpredictable gray air.

"A trace!"

Han Dong's face was happy: "A trace of gray air!" This can be described as a surprise of bright willows, dark clouds, and clear dawn.

As if luck had fallen from the sky, Han Dong, who smashed it, was a little dizzy.

Ecstasy!

He was ready to leave disappointed, and he had harvested a gray air flow in this last area!

"It is estimated that these sculptures are also 100 years old, but the sculptures are strong and indestructible, so they are shelved and do not need glass shields. Han Dong was secretly excited and swept around.

There are also several sculptures with glass passports.

But most of the sculptures can be touched.

He barely restrained the agitation in his heart and looked around casually...... The couple who had just lined up in front of him were taking pictures.

"Are you alright?"

"Adjust it a little bit and raise your arm a little more. The boy looked at his girlfriend carefully and motioned for her to adjust her posture before starting to take pictures.

Click!

The shutter sound comes out crisply.

Han Dong also slowly calmed down and walked lightly into the sculpture hall. In order to look natural, he sometimes touches the sculpture, and sometimes opens his phone to take a selfie.

No one could have imagined it.

This young man with a delicate face seems to be visiting a museum, but in fact, he is absorbing the mysterious power in the sculpture, integrating it into his body, and enhancing his physical fitness in an all-round way!

......

First Silk ...... Third Silk ...... Fifth Silk ...... Seventh silk!

Until the end, Han Dong was contented with his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth outlined joy, and he simply left the sculpture hall neatly, just because he was in good spirits at a happy event.

In fact.

He had just planned to move on to his next destination, continuing his search for the gray airflow.

But in the final area, Han Dong harvested a full seven traces of gray airflow, and he clearly felt that the new energy in his body was being generated endlessly, making him full of strength and making him happy.

......

Inside the Sculpture Gallery.

The girl held her boyfriend's right hand, covered her mouth and said with a low smile: "That boy was so pitiful just now, touching around by himself and taking selfies alone, and he was still so happy?"

"Yes, it's heartless to be so happy to be single. ”

"Hahaha!" The girl couldn't suppress her happy laughter, and hurriedly pulled her boyfriend to another sculpture, and said, "He just took a selfie here, and he was satisfied with his laughter, and we will take a picture here...... Group photo!"

"Good!"

The couple laughed and played before leaving the sculpture gallery after a while.

......

on the street of the Sioux River Museum.

Han Dong's face was happy, suppressing the violent increase in his body.

He looked around, hurried to a secluded place, and then regained his spirits and began to practice the anode pile.

Suction of seven gray and white airflows in a short time, combined with the quenching of the anode pile, will definitely reduce the pressure on the body, make the standing pile effect better, and promote the steady increase of physical fitness.

As a matter of fact.

Without the assistance of anode piles, it would not have been possible for Han Dong to merge into the gray airflow so quickly. After all, there is a ceiling to any increase.

Cluck.

Click.

A series of crunchy bones came from within the body.

It seems that the crisp sound of metal colliding is one of the phenomena of bone training.

"The strength in the body is increasing, the heart is more powerful, and the flow of qi and blood is also becoming more and more intense, like boiling boiled water. ”

"If it goes on like this, the martial arts grade of the five grades is close at hand!"

Han Dong continued to stand on the pile.

Some passers-by watched curiously, but Han Dong didn't care. In the process of searching for gray airflow, he also occasionally practiced anode piles, not wanting to waste the slightest time standing on piles.

Crazy perseverance is more than just words.

And this also caused Han Dong to practice the anode pile for almost five times as long as a normal martial arts student!

Although Han Dong also has a talent for martial arts, no matter how talented he is, it will take at least three months to go from a beginner's level to a sixth-grade martial arts level. But Han Dong only took more than half a month.

There are two reasons for this.

One of them is the assistance of gray airflow, which is also the main reason.

The second is to practice pile work at high frequency, and the anode pile is a very advanced pile work, which indirectly enhances Han Dong's bearing limit, and also makes the strength in the body mellow and stable, so that it can be steadily improved.

One is indispensable.

......

Cluck.

Creak.

The sound of bones crunching keeps coming out.

The qi and blood in Han Dong's body were like a rushing stream, running violently, even making his face and skin a little red.

After about 20 minutes, the increased qi, qi and blood, as well as tendons, bones, skin, flesh and blood, etc., finally returned to calm...... With the miraculous effect of gray airflow, supplemented by the cooperation of anode piles, the progress of bone exercise has skyrocketed.

"It's not far from Wupin. ”

Han Dong clenched his left fist with a smile on his face.

He groaned, took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and looked at the time, there were still twenty minutes before one o'clock in the afternoon: "Anyway, I reported to my mother, and I have to be addicted to studying all day." ”

"I don't go home at all. ”

"Take advantage of the daylight hours to go to the ruins of the previous building and take a second look. With the power that exploded the air, if they fought fiercely, there would be many traces left. ”

He didn't try to find those two advanced martial arts practitioners through clues, but wanted to feel the power of martial arts up close, strengthen his belief again, and remind himself not to relax.

Moreover.

He heard the sound of the fight that night clearly - "You can't stop the person I want to kill!"

Just thinking about it, there is a murderous aura in the face.

Even if he was lucky enough to find one of the two mysterious men, it would be difficult to guarantee his life. If it's really a murderer, I'm afraid he will be killed if he looks at him.

......

Ruins area.

On the right side of the road, there is a quiet small lake, the lazy spring sun shines on the lake, and occasionally there is a breeze blowing, which is quite a sense of wind and sunshine. There are also several birds flying around, hovering over the woods on the lake.

It sets off the tranquil atmosphere of the afternoon.

On the left side of the road is the abandoned building floor shop, which has not yet been built, which also sets off the silence of the afternoon.

The road was empty.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong wore a tracksuit jacket and came from the end of the road and walked towards the ruins of the building, focusing on the steel and concrete and stone fragments under his feet.

This area is prone to stepping on the soles of his feet, so he slows down.

Smack.

Han Dong stepped lightly on the broken stones, his eyes shrinking suddenly.

He squatted down, picked up the gravel and looked at it carefully, and was shocked: "This seems to be the gravel after the explosion, with sharp edges and corners, and it is definitely not a legacy of previous construction...... It should be the proof of that fierce battle!"

Click.

Han Dong shook the gravel twice, and subconsciously pinched it lightly, and actually crushed the gravel.

Crash.

Like fine sand, the gravel slipped from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground, forming a scattered piece of gravel, instantly freezing his nervous thoughts.

"What!?"

Han Dong's eyes widened, and his shocked emotions couldn't stop surging out: "With my strength, it is impossible to crush the stone, this broken stone has already been shattered?"

No matter how great the strength is, at most it will crack the stone!

But the gravel in front of him was obviously destroyed inside, and it had already been shattered, but it barely remained in its original state, and as long as a little force was exerted, the truth of the shattering could be exposed.

"What happened that night?"

"The fierce battle between two mysterious men actually caused the stone to shatter inside? Even if the truck runs over, it is difficult to make the stone crush into slag!"

Han Dong swallowed.

He only felt that his head was confused...... This must be beyond the realm of power, right? Can sheer power really have such an effect?

Unscientific.

It's incredible.

Han Dong took a deep breath, looked left and right, then turned around again, and finally walked to the side of the steel bar, staring closely at the curved steel bar.

Clearly visible.

The bend of this steel bar is a little red, which is quite hideous.

"Tsk. ”

Han Dong touched the steel bar and tried to push the steel bar. But this steel bar stands in the ground, how can he shake it, bending the steel bar and not moving at all, like a giant pillar of the sea.

"Look there again. ”

He pursed his lips and walked to the broken wall on the other side.

The memory is very deep, and the second mysterious man is standing on this wall, colliding with the first mysterious man, and sending out a wave of white air that bursts in the air.

"Hmm. ”

"This wall...... Cracks are also all over the place. ”

Han Dong's eyes groaned, staring at the broken wall in front of him.

This wall belongs to the category of red brick walls, with only a small half, like a stepped staircase, with only four red bricks at the top, which have not yet been painted.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong tried to tap the wall and retreated.

The red brick wall was still there, and there was no sign of collapse, so he casually carried half of the red brick and threw it at the remnant wall to test the extent of the damage to the wall.

Syllable!

Half of the red brick smashed into the center of the remnant wall.

Han Dong watched closely, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the remnant wall, and then spread outward with a click—half of the remnant wall instantly disintegrated, scattering into fragments of red bricks!

Whoa!

Half of the remnant wall collapsed, and Han Dong stared dumbfounded.

The sheer force may be able to twist the rebar, but it will be difficult to break the stone, let alone make the brick wall collapse like this.

It's incredible.

"Martial arts. ”

Han Dong took a deep look at the area and turned to leave.

......

Time passed.

With the high-frequency practice of anode piles and the constant search for gray airflow, Han Dong's senior year of high school life is also on the right track, which is very regular.

All the time, either stand on the pile or look for gray air currents.

But Han Dong did not feel tired at all, but enjoyed it, his mental state became closer to the high-spirited and majestic momentum, and his self-confidence was slowly established.

......

Early in the morning.

Outside the bedroom window, there was a faint sound of birds chirping and chirping.

"Well, half-past six. ”

Han Dong opened his eyes, his drowsiness was swept away, he moved his body at will, made a crunching sound of bones, followed by his feet like a cat's step, lightly landed on the ground, and began to practice the anode pile.

Rushing!

Faintly, there was the sound of qi and blood flowing, faintly heard...... This is the anode pile that is enhancing the qi and blood in the body.

Rushing!

Qi and blood gradually strengthened, and the strength in the body became more and more powerful.

After several weeks of practice, Han Dong is also relatively familiar with anode piles, coupled with the all-round improvement of physical fitness - unless he stands on the pile for more than an hour, he will not reach the level of sweating at all.

About half an hour later.

Han Dong stopped standing on the pile, his face a little ruddy.

Click.

He tried to clench his palms, but he felt that his bones were unusually hard, like solid stones, and there was an illusion that his fist could break stones.

"Alas. ”

"If you only care about your physical fitness and never practice, you will definitely have a wrong judgment of your own strength. The fist can break stones, which is a product characteristic. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips.

The nine grades of martial arts, one product is the pinnacle of the upper three grades, and the next step is the martial artist.

He moved his body and adjusted his breath, and then began to pack his backpack and get ready for school. Today, Tuesday, classes have to go on as usual.