In the park in the early morning, the air is refreshing, and the willow trees hang down quietly, moving slightly with the wind. In the park square, a group of old men and old mothers are twisting and twisting sword dances. A long sword in his hand, and the red tassels swayed in unison with the movements. The tape recorder on the floor played the rhythm of the matching music, and it was very loud.

Wu Ling's position is a green meadow near Swan Lake, although it has entered winter, the temperature of magnolia is not so exaggerated, coupled with the vitality of the grass, it still brings a little cyan to the square.

Green can always bring people a certain amount of pleasure, not to mention in winter, when the eyes are full of yellow, looking at the grass under your feet, the mood will be much lighter. In addition, the morning air shines directly, adding a sense of comfort and warmth.

However, although this area is not large, it is not just Wu Lingyi, next to him, there is also an old man who practices the Five Fowl Opera. On a winter morning, the old man was wearing only a thin coat on his upper body, black silk trousers on his lower body, and a pair of flat cloth shoes under his feet.

It's not high, it's not good, the morning temperature of Magnolia is now almost freezing. In such weather, the old man can still dress up like this, and he doesn't feel any cold, if he is not a master, he is a psychopath.

After Wu Ling's meditation, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and he opened his eyes, it was the time to rest, and it was not easy to practice basic swordsmanship in this kind of public place. After standing quietly for a while, he leaned to the side and watched the old man play five birds.

Today is the time for the first-grade choir competition in the city, and the venue is in the performance hall on this side of Swan Lake, as for Wu Ling, the third class of them naturally easily got the tickets for this competition. In addition to the fact that Wu Ling's addition could not add points to the entire choral performance, the main reason is that no one in the entire Thirteenth Middle School cares about this competition at all, especially the leaders of the school.

Unlike the school leaders of other key high schools, there is still a big gap between the leaders and teachers of ordinary schools like No. 13 Middle School and them. Such a gap can not only be shown in terms of treatment, but also the promotion of school leaders! In the past, if the Municipal Education Bureau wanted to promote leaders, it would directly choose from the leaders of those key universities, and the scope of promotion was only those.

In a school like the 13th Middle School, it is almost impossible for the person in charge to forget the previous step. In addition, most of the people who were transferred to these schools in the Thirteenth Middle School had nothing to do with each other, so the enterprising spirit of their leaders was naturally not so strong.

Unlike the school leaders of key schools, they can be regarded as monks for a day, and their requirements for students are not so strict at all. And even if it is a requirement, it is useless, the student's learning attitude is on the one hand, and the other is more important is external resources, the teachers are not at the same level, and there is no way to compete at all. Not to mention other aspects to make up for yourself.

For example, in the choral competition led by No. 1 Middle School, the leaders of No. 13 Middle School just watched from the sidelines, and they knew what was wrong. Anyway, it's just acting, and since you can't be the protagonist as a supporting role, no matter how hard you try, why bother.

Therefore, the whole school did not pay much attention to the chorus this time, and only the class training was given, and the rest was free to play. So as long as the show is a little more brilliant, it is not difficult to get a ranking in the school, just like the current Wu Ling, because of a piano music, he directly obtained the qualification to participate in the city competition.

However, although Wu Ling's performance is good, and it seems that the show is relatively innovative. But the school's attention is still insufficient, although they won the first place, they only have a verbal reward, and when they came to the city to participate in the competition, they were only led by a teaching director of the thirteenth middle school, and the school leaders did not come forward at all.

Despite this, the students in the class are already quite excited, not only won the first place in the school, but also can come out to compete with other schools, so no matter what the result is, their class is already the school's class of the year. If you can still get a good ranking, wouldn't it be more face-saving to go back? So he was more active when practicing, which made Wu Ling a little entangled.

He is one of the protagonists of the choir, and he naturally wants to go to every practice. But he, like those leaders who don't go out, has affirmed in his heart that now the ranking has been determined, and those of them who play soy sauce can only play soy sauce. No matter what the result of the singing is, it's just the same. For things that are destined to be unchangeable, Wu Ling really doesn't have much interest.

But seeing that the students in the class were so excited, he had no choice but to follow. After a day of training yesterday, there was almost no way to visualize, so before the general participated in the competition, Wu Ling ran out early and came to Swan Lake Square, where he had been training.

After all, it's not far away, there are only three or four stops away, which is not enough to warm up Wu Ling now, plus the environment here is not bad, so Wu Ling has always stayed. However, it is still very far from the Swan Hotel, the two sides are just across the river, and the area of Swan Lake is not small, so standing on the shore, you can't see the Swan Hotel on the opposite side at all, so Wu Ling is not worried about meeting acquaintances of the Swan Hotel.

As for the old man, Wu Ling didn't know him very well, and he hadn't seen him before. After all, such a spirited old man, if he has seen it, he will definitely not know it. However, Wu Ling didn't dig deeper, the air on Swan Lake is good, so there are many big hotels, hotels are located here, and the old man should live here temporarily.

Ignoring the old man, Wu Ling meditated for a while, leaned against the willow tree beside him, and wanted to take a rest. After a period of visualization and exercise, although the battle has the effect of restoring the spirit, there is still a certain sense of fatigue, and it is also a burden on the body, and if you do not rest, it is easy to have problems. Although no one told him about these things, no matter what he did, he had to relax one by one, and if he was too tight, he would break off. So today he wants to take a little rest.

Taking a deep breath, the faint aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted in the air, and a small cart not far away was selling roasted sweet potatoes. At the edge of the river, the concrete floor is paved with more than a dozen colorful mats. A dozen women sat cross-legged, their hands folded, making some strange gestures from time to time.

"Yoga is a great way to build flexibility." Seeing Wu Ling paying attention over there, the old man here suddenly spoke up.

"Indeed." Wu Ling nodded, "Moreover, this simple health exercise method is easy to popularize." The space needed is also not large. ”

"Classmate, I see that you stand there for a long time without moving, and you actually sweat profusely, what are you practicing?" The old man slowly retracted, and his voice was loud.

"It's nothing, it's just a set of exercises left over from when qigong was hot, and I don't know if it's true or fake, so I practiced it anyway." Wu Ling smiled.

"Qigong is hot." The old man sighed with emotion, "I think back then, I also chased for a while. But then I didn't have time to practice, so I left it behind. In retrospect, the above descriptions were exaggerated. ”

Wu Ling smiled shyly, but he didn't have the appearance of Wu Ling before he was reborn. That's when he noticed it. Facing the strange eyes of his family and classmates, he also felt that his behavior had changed a little too quickly and abruptly.

Especially the appearance, after two enhancements, the appearance has changed greatly. If the previous Wu Ling was still an ugly duckling who had not shed his hair, then the current Wu Ling was a white swan with wings spread and flying high, and the gap was not one or two points.

Enjoying the envious, admiring, and jealous gazes of others, Wu Ling was secretly happy on the one hand, but he also had a certain vigilance. The changes in himself now are too much, if it was before, Wu Ling didn't care, and felt that with his current ability, there would be nothing wrong. But now that he knew that there was that mysterious and unpredictable realm, Wu Ling felt that he should keep a low profile.

It doesn't matter if it's just him, but now he still has family and friends. If it is too high-profile, the trouble it will cause may spread to them, which Wu Ling is unwilling to do. So in order to cover up his face, Wu Ling simply bought a large black-framed glasses, although the effect is not too big, but it will also hide some of it. And in the previous life, Wu Ling was also slightly short-sighted, so now that he has an extra pair of glasses, there is nothing he is not used to.

The two of them rested for a while, and each picked up the water bottle that was placed on the lawn next to it, which was the boiled water prepared in advance. Convenient for replenishing post-workout hydration.

Taking a small sip of the salt water in the cup, Wu Ling felt his state again. The effect of the battle duel is really good, since the visualization of the third picture, the various data of the body are increasing rapidly, just in just one week, from the original 3.6 strength, 3.8 speed to the current 4.2, 4.4 level, this is a bit unimaginable if it was in the past.

But after reaching 4, because the seal was not unblocked, Wu Ling now had to face a problem, that is, there was not enough energy absorption, so the progress of the visualization slowed down all of a sudden. The first visualization reached the third picture, but until now, the third picture has not been visualized.

The progress of visualization is not large, and the progress of the body has also slowed down, in the past, the increase in the body could reach the level of 0.1, but now there are only six or seven layers, although this progress is not slow, but Wu Ling is a little dissatisfied. Knowing the strength of this world, Wu Ling began to feel his weakness, whether it was for himself or his family, he had to become strong quickly.

Regarding the strength that can be strengthened after the lockdown is lifted, Wu Ling naturally has some expectations. But although the basic conditions for unsealing were reached, Wu Ling still did not experiment, and he had a feeling that if he unsealed at this level, he would definitely fail, and even be in danger.

Such a feeling appeared very abruptly, but Wu Ling didn't believe that it was an illusion, so he forcibly suppressed the idea of unblocking, and if it couldn't reach the level of 4.5, he wouldn't take the initiative to unblock.

Although the progress is not large, Wu Ling is not in a hurry. In just ten days, he has gone from an ordinary high school student to an almost superhuman level now, gaining a power that he couldn't even imagine before, and what is not satisfied.

And more importantly, since experiencing the life-and-death battle in the grove, he felt that the fourth picture had been a little different, and it seemed that he had the qualifications to break the limit between the third picture and the fourth picture.