There are several hills in the park, the trees are lush and green, and there are some small pavilions with exquisite antique style on the mountainside.

Guan Lang picked a secluded place, put away his belongings and began to exercise his martial arts.

The first is the practice of land flying.

After these few days, he has initially mastered the essentials of the first type of movement.

The first type of practice, under the continuous tempering of internal force, the thighs will have a clear feeling of heat.

After a period of practice, you can clearly feel that the muscle fibers connecting the thighs and hips are gradually toughening.

Guan Lang first practiced a few movements of the first form for ten minutes, and the internal force was consumed like pouring water.

Feeling that a small half of the internal force in the body has been lost, although I enjoy the feeling of the thigh strength gradually becoming stronger, I can only stop first.

After all, you can't just practice this movement, you can't just improve the strength of one body part, you also have to pursue all-round development.

As for the second form of land flight, he has not yet fully mastered it.

Qi control, for example, is to shape the terrain in the body, build bridges, and direct the internal force like water to the parts of the body that need to consume the internal force.

The change of body posture for each movement is a process of creating a "waterway" environment in the body that provides internal forces to operate.

Under the guidance of the weak qi sense that was established before, the internal force reaches the corresponding acupuncture points and exerts its unpredictable effect.

Guan Lang practiced the second movement for about 20 minutes, and became quite proficient in it, and then turned to the practice of E-level Taijiquan movements.

After exhausting all the internal force in his body, Guan Lang was already sweating profusely, and the skin on his body was as if he had just finished steaming, revealing pink blood, and his muscles were slightly bulging, looking a little hideous and arrogant.

Guan Lang let out a long sigh.

Although I have developed the habit of exercising every day, the stimulation of the body by internal forces has not slowed down much.

But tired is a little tired, but it is also a good thing that others can't ask for, the more tired the body, the better the training effect of the martial arts exercised.

If one day he finishes practicing martial arts, his whole body is relaxed, and his face is not panting and his face is not red, it will also prove that the increase it has brought is already minimal.

Although martial arts are originally a style of play, Guan Lang attaches more importance to the subtle body enhancement effect it brings.

The body is the capital of martial arts, and only a strong physique can make his martial arts more effective with half the effort.

Guan Lang sat on the stone bench in the pavilion and rested for a few minutes, until the layer of pink on the surface of his body gradually faded, and then he slowly walked down the mountain.

However, to his surprise, he practiced martial arts for more than an hour, and he did not see anyone exercising on the morning running track on the mountain, let alone anyone finding him in the pavilion.

He also thought of a set of explanations in his heart in advance to deal with curious passers-by, which was considered to be worrying in vain.

Back in the square of the park, only to gradually run a little exercised figure.

Guan Lang was about to go home.

A somewhat surprised voice came from behind and stopped him.

"Guan Lang?"

Guan Lang heard the voice and turned away.

In the park's public gym equipment area, a boy in a tracksuit was working out with a press machine and waved at him.

Guan Lang stared at the boy's familiar face for a long time before his brows curled up, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile.

"Zhao Shujie, long time no see. Guan Lang's voice was also a little surprised.

I didn't expect to meet my high school classmate Zhao Shujie here.

The two were at the same table all year in their junior year of high school, and their relationship was not bad.

However, after going to college, although there is usually WeChat contact, there are few offline meetings.

Now that we meet, we have been separated for a long time, but I still feel very cordial when I see that young and familiar face in the past.

The friendship that was built at the same table in high school was probably one of the strongest relationships in the student days. Because after going to college, the concept of class has long since ceased to exist.

In addition to the compulsory courses, everyone's classes are different and the class locations are different, and your table mates are a new face every day.

Especially for people like Guan Lang who live in rented houses, there are even fewer people who can be called familiar, and there are only a few friends who are more familiar with each other.

Zhao Shujie got up from the kicking machine, walked to Guan Lang's side, and patted Guan Lang's shoulder vigorously.

"Wow, I haven't seen you in two years, since the summer dinner party in my freshman year until now. Zhao Shujie gently slapped Guan Lang's chest with his fist, looking a little excited. "I said, Guan Lang, have you grown taller? I remember that you were not as tall as me before? I really want to grow taller. ”

Zhao Shujie's eyes were fixed on the top of Guan Lang's head, and he said with a little unwillingness on his face.

He remembered that he used to be about the same height as Guan Lang, but after not seeing him for two years, Guan Lang's height surpassed him.

"Yes, didn't I use to be taller than you, but now I'm taller. Guan Lang said with a smile.

......

The two sat in their chairs and chatted for a while.

They each complained about their school and talked about the recent situation of some classmates who had a good relationship before.

"What do you have to complain about Tiannan University? Or the ace major of Tiannan University, if you pretend to be like this again, we won't be able to talk?" Zhao Shujie looked depressed.

His grades in his third year of high school were not much different from Guan Lang's, but this kid was able to explode in character, and he suddenly jumped to the forefront of the school, which really made him envious.

Although his performance in the college entrance examination is quite stable, he was admitted to an ordinary university in the north, and he can usually let his parents not fall behind in the conversation between relatives and children during the New Year's holidays, but compared with Tiannan University, it is two worlds.

After all, it is the best university in the province, and it is not much inferior to Qingbei in the deep-rooted ideas of the older generation of parents in Jiangcheng.

Guan Lang shrugged helplessly, he really felt that compared to the name of the school, what was more important was the student's personal ability.

Only those who have not learned will show themselves by talking about the label of a prestigious university all day long.

So he doesn't think Tiannan University can be any better than other universities.

"Guan Lang, are you going to go to tomorrow's class reunion?"

"There is a party?...... When was it said. Guan Lang's expression was a little surprised, why hadn't he heard it.

"The third year of high school is in the group!"

"Oh... My group is set to Do Not Disturb messages. Guan Lang smiled.

There are too many groups on his WeChat, junior high school and college class groups, group discussion groups, Q&A groups for courses, and communication groups for painters, all kinds of news are so numb that people's scalps are numb, so most of the groups, he sets up messages Do Not Disturb.

"Where are you going to have dinner?" Guan Lang asked curiously.

"Qingchuan Villa, you know, right? Zhao Shujie replied.

"Is there a lot of people attending? If no one is going, I won't go. Guan Lang thought about it and spread his hands.

In fact, he is not very enthusiastic, it doesn't matter if he goes or not, and even because he is lazy himself, he doesn't like to move around very much, and he prefers not to go.

However, considering that there are still a few classmates I want to meet, I still hesitated.

"It's quite a lot, after all, we will be seniors next year, and we are going to do internships, so we may not be able to spare time for the party. It just so happens that there are a lot of students who have returned to Jiangcheng during the May Day holiday, and they have basically signed up, so let's go together?" Zhao Shujie said. "Oh, no, you're in architecture for five years, so you'll only do an internship the year after. ”

"Hmm. Guan Lang nodded, "I'll go too, and I'll sign up for it in the group later." ”