Time passes.

The blazing summer is finally in the middle of summer.

The extremely high scorching temperature scorched the entire Suhe City, whether it was junior high school, high school, or university, all of them had already been on vacation.

Students who are on vacation are mostly hiding at home, and even if they go out, they can't stay for too long.

As a high school graduate who has just finished the college entrance examination, he is nervous, waiting for the admission results, and he is not in the mood to go out shopping, let alone travel.

......

Inside Zhang Hao's house.

Crash.

As soon as Zhang Luoyu got home, he hurriedly threw down his thin coat and knocked on his daughter's bedroom door, with a hint of anxiety on his face: "Xiao hazy, Xiao hazy." ”

Zhang Hao stretched and opened the door.

She was wearing cotton pajamas with rabbit ears, white and flawless, but her chest was embroidered with a Pikachu pattern, which looked nondescript...... But the pretty face that was still sleepy just set off a lazy Chu Chu atmosphere.

"What's wrong. ”

Zhang frowned and pouted.

Zhang Luoyu was anxious: "Isn't today the day when Jiangnan University issues an admission notice? Xiaohao, hurry up and check it on the Internet, why are you still sleeping?"

"My own dad...... Today is the 11th. ”

Zhang Hao sighed, pursed his pink lips, his sleepy face showed a speechless expression, then turned his head around, threw himself into the soft and warm bed, covered it with a thin quilt, and continued to beautify and nourish his lazy sleep.

Zhang Luoyu blinked, stood at the door, and said in surprise: "The time of the admission notice, isn't it the eleventh?"

After a while.

A soft murmur came out: "Twelve, it's twelve." ”

Zhang Luoyu responded, closed the bedroom door with an embarrassed face, sat in the living room, and rubbed his hands involuntarily, and the thick heart of the shopping mall also gave birth to a sense of tension.

Tomorrow.

Whether or not you can be admitted to Jiangnan University is only waiting for tomorrow.

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July 12, in the bedroom of Han Dong's house.

Buzzing.

The air conditioner was running non-stop and the occasional sound of blowing was heard.

Han Dong was wearing a vest and shorts, his palms turned into complicated handprints, resting on his chest, and his whole body was referring to the posture of the full version of the anode pile, occasionally making minor adjustments.

Nowadays, practicing pile gong has become a habit that cannot be shaken.

Even if you can't squeeze in time every day, you must take advantage of the early morning and night to practice the full version of the anode pile at least twice.

Rushing.

The qi and blood in the body flowed gently, as if there was really a murmuring stream.

If you have a person with ears and eyes who are close and listen carefully, you can not only hear the flow of qi and blood, but also hear the clicking sound of muscles and veins and bones loosening and relaxing.

This is precisely the dominant characteristic of the upper three products.

It's just that Han Dong's qi and blood flow, muscles and bones are relaxed, and he is more obviously stronger than those of the same level of martial arts practitioners, and even a grade cannot be compared with Han Dong.

Strong.

It's too strong.

It's unimaginably strong.

Han Dong's eyes were full of high-spirited and agitated emotions, and with the state of the anode pile, the flowing qi and blood intensified, and the power in his body gradually derived some new powers.

Although with that little power, he didn't care at all.

"Whew, whew. ”

Han Dong gradually adjusted his breathing, released the full version of the anode pile, and was about to take a step, his legs were slightly weak, and his arms were also tired, obviously reaching the limit.

He had just practiced like this, about three hours.

Even if his parents knocked on the door halfway and wanted to stop talking, it would not affect Han Dong's concentration on practicing pile gong, which can be called no distractions.

Practicing martial arts requires perseverance, not just talking.

"Hmm. ”

"At the moment, it seems that the standing pile will last for a maximum of three hours. But how can I usually have time to practice to the limit? Harvesting the gray air flow and accepting the destruction of the master, these two things alone occupy my leisure. ”

Ponder for a moment.

Han Dong shook his head, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

He stretched his tired body comfortably, rubbed his temples by the way, relieved his mental sleepiness, and his heart was filled with joy.

Yesterday, a full forty-two traces of gray air flow were harvested, which greatly enhanced the physical fitness in all directions. The source is the Suhe Museum that left in disappointment, and when I went again, I was accompanied by Wen Zheng and the curator, and I could easily touch those cultural relics.

"The world is unpredictable. ”

"The last time I left the museum, I wondered when I would be able to suck in the gray air flow in those glass shrouds, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. ”

Come to think of it.

Han Dong's perception of Master Ning Moli was slightly better.

No matter what, as long as he can have the strength to deal with demons and monsters and protect the reunion and safety of a family of four, it is a great grace.

Crash.

Han Dong stepped forward and opened the curtains.

The slightly dim bedroom is instantly sprinkled with the summer sun, illuminating the whole house transparently and brightly.

Outside the window on the fifth floor was a tree-lined community, and sometimes birds were circling, and he looked up at the blazing sun, and a satisfied smile appeared: "These days, there are about two hundred gray air currents harvested, which is quite a lot. ”

Han Dong muttered and lowered his head to look at his palms.

Click.

The palms that were similar to ordinary people gradually clenched, and finally turned into a pair of indestructible fists, containing extraordinary strength.

"Alas. ”

Han Dong took a deep breath, seemed to be sad, and sighed leisurely: "I...... How strong am I? I don't know. ”

The huge force is 4,000 catties, and it must be more than that.

Even five or six thousand catties can't stop it.

At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and her mother Chen Shu showed her head, looked at her son, who was carrying his hands behind his back, full of emotion, as if he was climbing high and looking into the distance, and shouted: "Xiaodong!"

"Hey!"

Han Dong hurriedly turned his head.

Chen Shu's face was full of unhappiness, and urged: "The admission notice is issued today, you hurry up and check it on the Internet, I just saw you practicing martial arts, I didn't call you, why are you in a daze here?" What are you thinking?"

Naturally, she didn't know.

His son Han Dong is thinking about how strong he really is.

"Mom, don't worry. Han Dong nodded, the muscles of his left foot tensed, and he stepped out with incomparably gentle internal strength: "I'll check now." ”

Between the openings, the whole person seemed to be flying feathers, and suddenly rose into the air.

Before the words fell, he easily fell to the computer desk and opened the web page.

"Tsk. ”

Chen Shu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smack her tongue and exclaim.

She has always known that her son is a three-grade martial arts student, but she doesn't know the specific concept positioning, she doesn't understand what it means, and only after witnessing this scene can she be considered a little enlightened.

Although there is also information about the three products on the Internet, no one will deliberately pay attention to it.

"Son. ”

Chen Shu couldn't help but speak: "What kind of skill do you have? Could it be that you can fly the eaves and walk the wall in the TV series? Martial arts are so powerful." ”

Light work?

Han Dong's arm trembled, he entered the admission ticket number, and said with a smile: "It's not light work, it's just a way of transportation." ”

"That's pretty good, too. Chen Shu smacked her tongue more than once: "Mom can't imagine that practicing martial arts has such benefits, it's incredible, it seems that her son has become a superman." ”

No matter how much you watch the data and video materials, it is not shocking to happen.

Han Dong jumped up so lightly, like a flying feather, which shocked Chen Shu's heart, he was the son of an ordinary person, and he had unimaginable ability.

Da-da-da.

Han Dong tapped the mouse, and there were some cards on the webpage: "I'm inquiring, webpage cards." Superman doesn't talk about anything, just a little bit of effort. ”

Chen Shu shook her head again and again: "No, no, no, I think you are much better than those gym coaches, they shouldn't be able to do this action, it's too easy, it's like lifting weights lightly." ”

"Haha. ”

Han Dong couldn't be happier.

The coach of the gym can only be a sparring partner in the martial arts gym. It's not that fitness coaches are weak, their body muscles are very strong, but unfortunately there is a lack of strength in the body, even the strongest fitness coach is equivalent to the sixth grade.

It's like a steel bar and a wooden plank, and it can't be compared.

Think about it.

Han Dong shook his head and sighed: "Mom, you're right. I will practice martial arts in the future, and I am destined to gradually become stronger, and it is not out of reach to become a superman. ”

The upper three products already have extraordinary power.

It would not be an exaggeration to call it the limit of the human body. He is already a second-grade grade, and the strength in his body is far beyond the strength of a thousand catties.

If you try your best to break out, it is possible to lift a small car.

If you cooperate with the technique of Torrential Rainfall, let the internal power of up to thousands of catties gather a little, it is enough to easily blast through the wall. Unconsciously, his power has long exceeded the scope of normal human thinking and understanding.

However.

Chen Shu has never been in contact with the world of martial arts, nor does she know about demons and monsters, she is just an ordinary citizen of China, thinking that her son is joking: "Xiaodong is really ambitious, then practice martial arts well, even if he can't find a job in the future...... It's a big deal to come back and do business with your dad. ”

When Han Dong heard this, he was stunned.

He couldn't help but turn his head, his eyes blank.

Even at his current level, he can easily serve as a martial arts instructor and get a good annual salary, where does he need to think about work?

It's like I'm a college student, but my mother is worried that she doesn't know how to calculate addition.

"Mom and Dad don't understand the concept of martial arts. But ordinary people can't know the world of martial arts, it's an iron law. ”

"Ordinary people know this, and they can only add to the trouble in vain. ”

Come to think of it.

Han Dong shook his head, didn't explain much, turned his head to look at the screen of the desktop computer, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

"Mom. ”

He pointed to the computer screen: "The admission results are out...... Jiangnan University. ”