May 4th.

Just after early in the morning, Han Dong left home and hurried to the garden scenic spot where antique cultural relics were placed.

True.

Aunt Lin gave him a pass, originally to let him experience it after the college entrance examination and help him recognize what major he should choose.

But right now, Aunt Lin has left Suhe City, her father is busy running around for the supermarket, and her mother is busy taking care of Xiaoqian.

You don't need to spend a day in the park, it only takes a few minutes!

As long as you touch those antique relics, inhale the gray air current, and finally merge into your body, you can leave immediately.

In other words.

No one cares about a high school student hanging out.

......

The main entrance of the garden scenic spot.

Han Dong was wearing a black sportswear, carrying a black schoolbag, and the blue and white school uniform was casually stuffed into the schoolbag, and his eyes showed a mixture of excitement and expectation.

I was a little nervous.

If all goes well, he may have to go to school later.

"When you reach the third grade, tell your parents again. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "This will be a grand surprise, the most splendid fireworks for my parents." ”

"Until then, I'm still maintaining the status quo. ”

"As long as there is plenty of gray airflow, you can squeeze out your leisure time to practice anode piles wherever you are. ”

He thought to himself.

According to Han Dong's plan, once you enter the park, you must not waste time, just pretend to be curious and wander around, and then leave, so as not to make the park staff dissatisfied and report to Aunt Lin.

Chirp dregs.

A flock of birds hovered and flew by, chirping.

Han Dong moved his hands and feet, feeling the majesty of the power in his body, and secretly bowed his head: "Three minutes...... It only takes three minutes. ”

He pursed his lips and looked up at the main entrance of the park.

Smack.

Han Dong strode into the park, and the red certificate with a blue lanyard hanging on his chest was clearly hanging.

No one stopped him, no one stepped forward to interrogate him.

When he walked to the hall where the antiques and relics were placed according to his memory, the middle-aged woman recognized Han Dong at a glance, greeted Han Dong, and motioned for him to walk around by himself.

Han Dong himself didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly.

"Boom. ”

Han Dong swallowed a dry saliva, took a step, crossed the threshold of the hall, and looked at the many antique relics listed in the hall.

It is as if there are countless gray and white air currents hovering in front of you, illuminating the soul and shining ahead.

He knows.

The greatest opportunity since the rebirth is in front of us.

......

On May 4, Han Dong harvested thirty-one gray air currents, and felt a pain in his body, so he resolutely left without dragging his feet in the slightest.

Go back to school and practice anode piles to relieve the pressure caused by the surge in physical fitness.

The night of the day.

Han Dong officially passed the run-in period of muscles and bones and reached the fourth grade.

Notice.

There is also an upper limit to the enhancement of muscles and bones, and when he reaches the peak, he will naturally break through to the fourth grade.

The muscles and bones of the five products must wait until the muscles and bones are developed.

The four products of boiling qi and blood are to make qi and blood satisfied.

Relatively speaking, it is easier to have four grades than five grades, but this also means that he needs to eat a lot of food, especially meat and high-protein foods.

......

May 5th, at night.

In the bedroom, only the sound of the clock turning, Dad fell asleep early, and Mom and sister Xiaoqian also fell asleep, and it was quiet.

"Four products. ”

Han Dong stood on the anode pile, his eyes showing a high-spirited and majestic momentum.

Rushing.

If you listen carefully, you can vaguely feel that there is a gurgling stream in his body, flowing and turning continuously.

But ordinary people can't hear it at all.

Unless Han Dong reaches the peak of the first grade, and bursts out with all the strength in his body, making the qi and blood in his body tumble vigorously, the sound of qi and blood flowing can be heard.

A product, still far away.

His first goal is Sanpin.

It was an answer, and he vowed to write it perfectly. If you reach the third grade, you can be admitted to the school, which is an important summary of the three-month time of rebirth.

。

"But. ”

Han Dong let go of the anode pile, moved his fists, and frowned: "The daily amount of food is almost twice as much as before, and meat food is relatively expensive, and the amount of pocket money is not enough at all." ”

Notice.

The four grades of martial arts are the stage of boiling qi and blood.

Energy and matter are conserved, and the increase of qi and blood cannot be born out of thin air, even if there is an increase in gray airflow, it needs to be transformed by one's own body to supplement some nutrients.

He shook his head, picked up his phone, and opened the WeChat interface.

sent a text message to my cousin Han Zehui: "Cousin, I have a skyrocketing meal for some reason, can you lend me some money." ”

After sending the message, he pursed his lips.

At this time, it was already eleven o'clock at night, and I didn't know if my cousin was asleep. But the first people he could think of borrowing money were his two cousins.

Dad Han Wenzhi once told himself.

No matter how short of money you are, even if you can't eat, you are forbidden to borrow money from your friends.

He was thinking about it, when his mobile phone vibrated slightly, and his cousin Han Zehui replied to WeChat in seconds: "What's the matter? Are you practicing martial arts?

Han Dong thought for a while and replied honestly: "Well, I didn't tell my parents for the time being, I wanted to surprise them." ”

Nowadays, practicing martial arts is no longer something that cannot be said.

If the martial arts grade of six or seven grades is still astray. But with the martial arts grade of Sanpin, even if you don't go to college, you can find a good job and have a good annual salary.

Sanpin martial arts students are glory and bright future.

In an instant, Han Zehui replied with a 'dumbfounded' expression, followed by a black and white text picture of 'I don't read much, don't lie to me'.

Obviously, he was shocked, and was shocked by his cousin Han Dong.

Sneaking into a martial arts student?

At present, there is still a month before the college entrance examination, and if it affects the results of the college entrance examination, the consequences are unimaginable.

Crazy, really crazy.

Han Zehui hurriedly asked: "When did you become a martial arts student? Why did you suddenly practice martial arts when you were still studying normally last year? Don't delay your academic performance! How many grades of martial arts are there, and are there seven grades?"

Even through the screen, Han Dong could feel his cousin's incoherent speech, panicked, and concerned.

The heart is warm, but there is also a little pride.

Reaching the fourth grade in three months, and even more so is about to reach the third grade! Such a terrible progress, but you can't talk about it with anyone, you can only hold it in your heart and enjoy it yourself.

It's really uncomfortable.

"Hey, hey. ”

The corners of his mouth pursed into a smile, and he replied standardly: "At present, it is the fourth grade of martial arts, and it is estimated that it can reach the third grade of martial arts within a week." ”

Finger a little, send a message.

Then the screen fell into a dead silence, and there was no more news, as if her cousin Han Zehui had quit WeChat.

But.

At the top of the chat screen, 'The other party is typing ......' is displayed continuously.

About two minutes later.

The mobile phone trembled, Han Zehui initiated a WeChat transfer of 3,000 Chinese coins, and then said: "I want to be quiet, I will keep this matter secret." Other than that...... Waiting for your good news, come on!Three-grade entrance examination! First-class university!!"

Han Dong replied with two sentences, and then received the transfer.

Three thousand Chinese coins is sufficient.

This time, nothing could stop him. There are two weeks left before the martial arts test, and he must reach the third grade and participate in the school's martial arts test.

......

On May 6, Han Dong once again harvested thirty-two traces of gray airflow, and then he felt some swelling pain in his body.

......

In the following days, basically every other day, Han Dong could relieve the pressure on his body and go to the garden scenic spot to suck the gray airflow.

At least thirty filaments of gray air flow are harvested at a time.

Combined with the exercise of the anode pile, the physical fitness is like a car on the highway, gradually galloping, and the speed increases.

Day and night, bland and monotonous.

In addition to going to the garden scenic spot to suck the gray air flow, Han Dong has only one task: to practice the anode pile desperately.

Because the anode pile can properly solve the pressure of skyrocketing physical fitness.

In the past, it was still four hours of practice time a day, but now it has changed to about ten hours of practice time, and when I am tired, I go back to the classroom to rest, rest for 20 minutes, and then continue to practice the anode pile.

Repeat and repeat.

What should have been a long period of boiling qi and blood seemed to shrink countless times, and it was short-lived and abnormal.

It is worth mentioning.

In order to prevent the exposure of the four-grade martial arts grade, Han Dong only returned to the class after practicing the anode pile and consuming abundant qi and blood. I will no longer participate in the martial arts training class every afternoon.

......

May 12th, at night.

On a road leading to his home, on the left and right sides are quiet lakes and the ruins of buildings, which is exactly the path that Han Dong witnessed with his own eyes at the incredible power of 'fists can blow up the air'.

Crash.

The lake ripples, and the occasional breeze blows to ripple the surface of the lake, adding to the tranquility of the atmosphere.

Chirp dregs.

Two or three birds chirped and flew off the lake.

In the area of the ruins of the building, the bright moonlight is sprinkled, and the temperature of Hexi is pervasive, showing the early summer climate of Suhe City in early May.

Click.

Han Dong, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, was covered with sweat, and a crisp sound came from his body, mixed with a faint sound of qi and blood flowing violently, like a high-speed machine.

"Boiled up and blood, overflowing all over the body!"

"Through the power, full of inside and out!"

In an instant, Han Dong let out a low sigh, did not let go of the anode pile, and took a step alive in a standing position, stepping firmly on the gravel ground.

Boom!

A muffled sound!

With this sound of stepping on the ground, through the high-spirited emotions and the grinding of the anode pile, coupled with the gray air flow that has been integrated into the body these days, the qi and blood in the body are like the roar of an engine, instantly tumbling and boiling for a moment, and finally spreading to the inside and outside of the body, overflowing and full!

After the qi and blood are boiled, the strength in the body is through!

At this point, Han Dong officially stepped into the grade of the third grade of martial arts and became a three-grade martial arts student!