Meng Hao was stunned for a moment and asked, "What challenge book?" ”

Liang Yi held an envelope in his hand, which said "Challenge" two big red characters, Meng Hao took it and opened it, it was the challenge book of the school martial arts association, saying that the Chengdu University Wushu Association will jointly hold an exchange meeting recently, and the school martial arts association is preparing in advance to select seed players to represent the school through the school challenge. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Inexplicable!" Meng Hao directly crumpled the challenge book and threw it into the trash.

There are various associations in the school, but many of them have become a stage for some people to mix their qualifications, and most of the people who participate in the associations are just trying to be fresh. Meng Hao also participated in several associations, such as the Writing Association and the Entrepreneur Association, and went to two parties, but found that it was the occasions where activists expressed themselves and hooked up with girls, so he was not interested in participating.

In Meng Hao's opinion, the Wushu Association is no different from other associations, and he doesn't want to waste his time on these useless games.

"I've been staying at the third rank of the human rank for a long time, and if I have that time to challenge, it is better to hurry up and cultivate, break through to the fourth rank of the human rank as soon as possible, and step into a new level."

From the third rank to the fourth grade, although it has only improved one step, the improvement in strength is very large, and if you can start to practice physiognomy, your comprehensive strength will increase a lot.

The third, sixth and ninth grades of the human level are the three passes, and each pass will be a qualitative leap in strength.

Before going to the underground palace of the king of Shu, Meng Hao had already reached the third rank of the human rank, in the underground palace, in the face of the strong pressure of the eunuch, Meng Hao went all out at that time, and successfully used his spiritual power to communicate with the broken sword, driving the broken sword to fly up and stabbed the eunuch, although it did not hurt the eunuch, but also cut off a wisp of dust from his dust.

After coming out of the Shu King's underground palace, Meng Hao also tried to communicate with the broken sword many times, and felt that the connection with it was getting closer and closer, and he could even make the broken sword vibrate slightly through spiritual power, which could stimulate the evil spirit of the broken sword.

The broken sword was once used by a strong man, it contained extremely powerful spiritual power, and it had also killed countless people, and the evil qi in it could suppress the ghost level of the spirit with just a trace of it.

"The people in the school martial arts association have a problem with their brains, and you are not a member of their association, what are you challenging you to do? Right to ignore them! Dai Yong agreed.

"That's right, communication is their business, what is the matter with Guan Menghao, he is passionate!"

Liang Yi knew that Meng Hao didn't bother to do anything with those people in the association now, and in the last video, Meng Hao was one against four, and he easily got them done.

A real master, will he take care of these students?

Meng Hao didn't take the matter of challenging the book to heart. There was no class in the afternoon, after Meng Hao had lunch, he took a taxi directly to the villa, and some daily necessities were neatly placed in the living room, and the TV and sofa were replaced with the most high-end ones, which were all Zheng Yongan showing favor to Meng Hao.

After checking upstairs and downstairs of the villa, and making sure that there was no problem, Meng Hao went directly to the master bedroom on the second floor, opened the window, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and held the broken sword in his hand to condense his spiritual power.

Soon, the broken sword danced gently in Meng Hao's hand, like a fish.

Meng Hao obviously felt that there was a faint connection between himself and the broken sword, but it was still a little hot, and the broken sword could never fly out of the palm of his hand.

After a long time, Meng Hao opened his eyes, although he did not succeed in making the broken sword fly, but Meng Hao felt that he was not very far from success.

Downstairs, around the villa is a large courtyard, divided into front and back yards, surrounded by walls and trees, with excellent privacy. Meng Hao came to the backyard, calmed down, and began to practice the alchemy technique in the inheritance of Fangshu, one move and one style, slow and powerful, the movements were naturally coherent, like flowing water, and the warm current in the body was also flowing in the limbs, like a stream flowing endlessly.

Once or twice, when Meng Hao practiced for the third time, the heat flow in his body suddenly became thicker, as if a mountain torrent had erupted violently, becoming extremely turbulent, and quickly washing over every cell in his body.

"Breakthrough?"

Meng Hao was pleasantly surprised, every punch and kick went out, the strength increased a lot, and the strong wind brought out by the fist made the branches three meters away shake gently.

The spiritual power has also become more sensitive, and the leaves on the trees are more distinct, and the veins above can be seen clearly from a distance of three or four meters.

The sound of "rustling ......" leaves gently trembling also clearly reached Meng Hao's ears.

Meng Hao felt like he had just had a good night's sleep, his mind was clearer, his eyes sharper, and his ears more sensitive.

"Reaching the fourth rank of the human level, the potential of the body has been tapped again, and my strength has been improved again." Meng Hao was extremely excited.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

Every time Meng Hao threw a punch, the strong wind brought by his fist made a crisp sound, like a whip in the air.

This feeling is so good, Meng Hao feels that he is full of strength, if he touches Xiong Yang and the few helpers he invited again, Meng Hao only needs one hand to easily knock them to the ground.

"Keep practicing!" Although Meng Hao was excited, he didn't stop, but continued to practice alchemy, and now when he practiced, he felt that his movements were more fluid, and it seemed that he didn't need to think about it at all, every muscle and every cell in his body naturally moved.

It is as if every cell is active, and the power is able to reach every cell without hindrance.

Half an hour later, Meng Hao returned to the villa again.

Meng Hao sat on the bed, his hands flat in front of him, and the broken sword was quietly suspended above his palm. Entering the fourth rank of the human level, he used his spiritual power to communicate with the broken sword again, and successfully drove it into the air.

The broken sword trembled slightly, and under Meng Hao's mental control, it slowly moved forward, as if it was supported by an invisible hand, turning forward and upward, left and right, becoming more and more flexible.

"Come back!" Meng Hao thought in his heart, and with a swipe, the broken sword quickly fell back and fell into his hand.

Then Meng Hao stood up, walked to the balcony, and with a thought, the broken sword flew up, and with a "click", a branch the thickness of a little thumb fell, and the broken mouth was neat. The broken sword was not hindered, and flew back into Meng Hao's hand in an arc in mid-air.

"Okay, from now on, let's call it the Flying Sword!" Meng Hao was overjoyed in his heart, this broken sword was extremely sharp, and it could attack out of thin air, making people unguardable, and his strength had been greatly improved.

Stroking the broken sword with both hands, Meng Hao's heart was full of strong self-confidence.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, pulling Meng Hao back from his reverie.

When I went back to the bedroom and picked up my phone, I saw that it was a strange call, so I thought about it and picked it up.

"Have you received the challenge?" On the phone, a gloomy voice came.