Wang Chao, who was sitting on the bed in the room, took a deep breath, and then stared...... Then, after about five or six seconds, a misty illusory gray figure gradually emerged from the void, and then became more and more solid, until finally it appeared in front of him like a large mass of compressed mist.

――Is it one of the skills that the dynasty's golden finger should have, the fog man, or the fog clone?

But at this point, the dynasty's movements still did not stop, and then, with another thought, a stream of mist gradually drifted around the right hand of the fog clone, and just like when the fog clone appeared before, it became thicker and thicker, and gathered more and more, until it finally changed into a stick about the thickness of an adult's forearm.

"Sure enough, the fog clone can also use weapons!" Wang Dynasty exhaled a long breath, blinked his eyes, which had become a little sour because of his over-concentration of thoughts, and smiled at the fog clone in front of him.

And this is also the tool he can think of, which can improve his strength as quickly as possible and possibly solve the trouble caused by Shunya Matsuzaki and others! After all, it was just an invisible brick that saved him at the beginning, making a normal teenager lose his combat power, and now it should be replaced by a fog clone with a weapon in his hand, and its power should become greater, right?

Of course, the premise of all this is that the fog clone with weapons is indeed as effective against people as he thinks!

Thinking of this question, Wang Chao's eyes flashed, and he made a decision in his heart - that is, to go out with the fog clone and find some guys to test it.

But before that, he still needs to practice his golden finger ability to make the fog clone appear faster - even if it's a second faster. Weapons can be cohesed directly in hand, rather than in batches as is the case now.

Then Wang Chao was not in a daze anymore and began to exercise his golden finger.

Disperse, summon, disperse, summon, disperse, summon......

By the time the dynasty felt mentally exhausted again, as if it had been an all-nighter, the summoning speed of the fog clone was finally more than a second faster than before, reaching the point where it could manifest in more than three seconds.

Then the dynasty dispersed the fog clone, raised his legs and sat cross-legged on the bed, assumed a pan-seat posture similar to the Guanyin seat, closed his eyes, and began the practice of meditation according to the meditation method that he had been practicing diligently for the past few days.

I also forgot which novel I read it from, the more tired you are, the better the cultivation effect. Especially in the spiritual aspect, it can make it easier for cultivators to enter a state of concentration, and it is difficult to reach a certain state of concentration on a daily basis.

Not to mention, the effect is really good, the concentration that he has never been able to achieve on weekdays was easily entered by him under the influence of mental exhaustion, and there was almost no phenomenon of distracting thoughts, which made the dynasty who ended his meditation more than an hour feel very happy.

"The domestic online writers really don't deceive me." Feeling that his brain was extremely clear, as if he was immersed in a cool environment, Wang Chao sighed with emotion.

Then without hesitation, he once again devoted himself to the training of the summoning of the Goldfinger Mist clone.

Summon, disperse, summon, disperse, summon, disperse......

Soon, however, the feeling of exhaustion hit again. And the dynasty, who felt as if he had mastered the method of quickly exercising his golden finger ability, did not hesitate, and once again crossed his knees and practiced meditation.

Then he woke up again, and continued to exercise the summoning of the fog clone with the mental power that didn't know the bottom line at all.

And so on and so forth. Soon, the summoning time of the fog clone was compressed to about a second by the dynasty. But when he wanted to continue to compress it, there was no way to reduce the time of summoning.

"Have you reached the limit...... Wang Chao thought as he endured the slight swelling that came through his mind from time to time.

"In that case, let's train the mobility of the fog clone."

He hadn't forgotten how bad his fog clone was in terms of mobility, and if he didn't exercise well, there was no way to help him help him in the confrontation with Shunya Matsuzaki and others in the near future.

Later, the dynasty changed its strategy and exercised the action of the fog clone.

……

The next day, Saturday, around eight o'clock in the morning.

With a continuous chirp of "Didi Didi", Wang Chao, who was lying in the bed, reluctantly stretched out his hand, grabbed the mobile phone placed next to the pillow, and picked it up to take a look.

"Hmm...... I rub! It's actually this point. Wang Dynasty's eyes widened, and he whispered with a stunned face.

Without hesitation, he quickly let go of his mobile phone and got up from the bed, grabbed the school uniform on the side and put it on.

Don't look at it because it's Saturday, but according to the curriculum of Higashiyodogawa High School, there will be another half-day of classes this morning before the official start of the weekend, so in other words, if he doesn't hurry up, he will probably be late. He didn't want to be a statue and stand in the hallway for a lesson.

Fortunately, it was summer, he was a boy again, his clothes were easy to wear, and he couldn't spend much time dressing up like a girl, and the apartment he lived in was not very far from the school, so he finally arrived at the classroom a minute before the school bell rang and sat down in his seat.

"Whew, it's dangerous!"

Then, the teacher stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom to start the morning class.

It's just that at this time, the dynasty has no intention of listening at all. There is no other reason, and I don't know if the way of exercising, meditating, exercising, and meditating yesterday was too much, or if it was just the sequelae caused by simply stimulating potential, the whole person felt like his head was about to explode at this time, and he was in pain, and he couldn't wait to hammer something on his head, and where did he still have the heart to listen to a course that he hadn't mastered much?

Therefore, while the teacher was not paying attention, Wang Chao squinted his eyes slightly, and used the unique way of listening to breath when cultivating meditation methods to nourish his brain.

"Hoo ......"

"Suck ......"

Not to mention, it's really useful, at least after resisting the initial headache and the interference of meditation, the headache quickly alleviated as the meditation method progressed, even if it still couldn't be completely solved, it was within the range that the dynasty could bear.

"I just don't know if the meditation method can work with karate riding. If you can, it's a good skill to practice both inside and out. After a while, Wang Chao, who felt a lot better, said secretly in his heart.

At the same time, I diverged my thoughts and thought of some other things.

For example, the internal refining method in the inner boxing. Taoist legends of refining and refining gas, refining gas and transforming gods. whether karate can be used to nourish the body, etc.

Before he knew it, a fifty-minute class was passed by him.

However, to the surprise of the dynasty, after this class, the three of them did not come to trouble him the two times when he came to school, but left the classroom with their two Nemotomo Keiichi and Kengo Okada after glancing at him coldly, which made people a little confused.

"That's giving up? Or are you going to brew a big one? Seeing the three of them leave the classroom, Wang Chao squinted his eyes and said secretly in his heart.

But I didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, this kind of thing can't be prevented before it happens, so instead of thinking about it here and worrying about it, it's better to open your mind and pay more attention when it's time to get out of school, so as not to be beaten by someone at that time. Therefore, the dynasty quickly withdrew his gaze and rested on the table.

Although with the help of meditation techniques, the headache has not been completely solved, and it is still disturbing his nerves, but there is not so much extra mind to pay attention to Matsuzaki Shunya and others.

With that, the 50-minute, 50-minute morning class and the weekly LHR were over, and the students could officially start enjoying the next two days of vacation.

……

"Stinky boy, don't try to run this time." Just as Wang Chao packed his schoolbag and picked up the handbag containing the karate suit and was about to leave, Kengo Okada's figure suddenly walked up to him, grabbed his shoulder, and said in a cold voice.

"No wonder you didn't come to me during the morning recess, you were waiting for me here." The dynasty who was pressed on the shoulder glanced at the schoolbag that was slowly packed up, and it looked like he couldn't run away from Matsuzaki Shunya and Otomo Keiichi and said suddenly.

Sure enough, as he expected, this was going to be a big one for him. It's just that how do they know about the preparation of the dynasty? It hasn't been tested yet, but it should be fine, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Chao's mind froze, and the fog clone that ordinary people couldn't see suddenly appeared beside him, waved the fog stick in his hand, and hit it by holding down Kengo Okada's arm.

Of course, the dynasty was not idle, and it was also a very sudden kick to Kengo Okada's small retreat.

"Bang!"

"Ahh Suddenly, Kengo Okada, who felt a burst of heart-piercing pain in his arms and calves, screamed uncontrollably.

Then Wang Chao did not hesitate, put away the fog clone, rushed out of the classroom with his schoolbag and handbag, and rushed quickly outside the school......

"Damn!"

"Chase! Don't let him run! ”

……

"Fortunately, the class meeting is held by all classes, otherwise it is really possible to be blocked by them!" The dynasty who ran out of the campus as if he was running away had some dark palpitations.

"It looks like we have to hurry up and train, or we'll really get blocked next time."

He wouldn't forget that the class meeting was only once a week, and it was the last class on Saturday morning, and it was usually just a simple class, so there was a reason to escape or not to go, and if Itakura Youki and they were willing, they could find a few guys from different classes to skip class or take advantage of the difference in classes to block the dynasty, and then they would teach him a lesson.

I don't think this time is far away, just next week's Monday or a certain day.