The young man named Su Zhe, Fang Haoran paid special attention to it, what the superior root bone represented Fang Haoran didn't know, but from the stunned attitude of Wang Jin and the old monk, it was not difficult to see that this was definitely a genius-type teenager. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dressed in a white robe, he looks more like a polite and handsome scholar than a martial arts genius.

Fang Haoran stepped forward with apprehension, and clasped his palms together at the old monk sitting in the middle of the main hall, "Master! ”

The old monk's eyes that had just closed opened again, and after a glance, Fang Haoran nodded and closed them again.

Wang Jin was very optimistic about the thin young man Haoran, and frowned slightly, "Hurry up, don't waste time." ”

Fang Haoran didn't know Wang Jin's identity, and he didn't want to offend him, so he simply ignored him, sat cross-legged in front of the old monk, and slowly closed his eyes.

The old monk's withered claws rested on the top of Fang Haoran's head, and Fang Haoran was shocked.

Fang Haoran could clearly feel that a slightly hot air flow ran down the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and this hot air flow circled around Fang Haoran before disappearing.

Fang Haoran was stunned in his heart, could this be the legendary true qi?

The old monk sitting on the futon opened his eyes, "Huh? ”

Wang Jin saw that the old monk reacted abnormally, thinking that there was another high-grade root bone, and hurriedly asked, "Master Yuanmu, another high-grade root bone?" ”

The old monk Yuanmu stared at Fang Haoran and shook his head slightly, "Maybe the old man is wrong, let the old man look at it again." ”

Fang Haoran didn't understand the meaning of the old monk Yuanmu's words, and saw the old monk Yuanmu put his withered claws on the top of Fang Haoran's head again. A stream of air that was even hotter than before rushed into Fang Haoran's body, rampage and turn, until Fang Haoran was about to cry out in pain, it disappeared.

"Hey~" The old monk Yuanmu opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity." ”

When Fang Haoran heard the words of the old monk Yuanmu, he chuckled in his heart.

Wang Jin's heart also hung up, "Master Yuanmu, what's wrong?" ”

The old monk Yuanmu sighed again, "This son was born with a first-class root bone, but because of an acquired disease, he was stunned to drag a high-grade root bone to waste." ”

"Huh?"

Fang Haoran looked stunned, Wang Jinlong walked in front of Fang Haoran, and before Fang Haoran could react, his heavy hand covered the top of Fang Haoran's head, and a huge air flow poured into Fang Haoran's body.

After scurrying around for a while, he reluctantly left.

"It's really a pity, a bone on the body, but it was worn out by an acquired disease." Wang Jin looked regretful.

When Fang Haoran heard this, he asked unwillingly: "Can I practice martial arts in the future?" ”

Wang Jin didn't answer Fang Haoran, but the old monk Yuanmu on the side spoke, "With your current root bone condition, at most, you can be regarded as a middle-grade and lower-grade root bone, and you can naturally practice martial arts." It's hard to just want to achieve. ”

Fang Haoran gritted his silver teeth slightly, from the attitudes of Wang Jin and the old monk Yuanmu, he could feel that the middle and lower grade bones were obviously not favored by them.

Maybe Wang Jin was still slightly dissatisfied with the other party Haoran before, but now Fang Haoran only saw pity in Wang Jin's eyes. Fang Haoran hated being looked at with pity.

"Master, I want to know if the root bone can be restored?"

The old monk Yuanmu nodded, and shook his head again, "This method of restoring the root bone is not impossible, the old man remembers that there is a set of boxing techniques that can restore and even strengthen the root bone, but unfortunately it has been lost." ”

Wang Jin said with pity: "There are countless people in the world who want this set of boxing techniques, but unfortunately, for hundreds of years, no one has ever found this set of boxing techniques. Even if you really find it, it is still useless without the corresponding decoction chapter. ”

"Oh?"

Wang Jin continued: "Thirty years ago, the decoction of this set of boxing techniques fell into the hands of the Jingzhao Song clan, and finally attracted countless people to peep and snatch it. The Song family, the largest chaebol in Jingzhao Mansion, was wiped out because of this decoction of medicine. And the decoction chapter also disappeared with the destruction of the Song family. ”

Fang Haoran knew that this set of boxing techniques and decoction chapters had been lost, and it was simply difficult to find them.

"Is there any other way?"

Wang Jin and the old monk Yuanmu shook their heads at the same time, and the old monk Yuanmu sighed: "Other than that, the old monk can't think of any other way. ”

Fang Haoran clenched his fists and bowed to Wang Jin and the old monk Yuanmu, "Please tell me the name of the boxing method." ”

"Idiot~" The old monk Yuanmu sighed, "This set of boxing methods is written by a senior divine doctor, so it is called the Divine Doctor Sutra, this volume of scriptures includes two parts, one part is boxing, and one part is decoction. Both are indispensable. ”

Fang Haoran saluted the old monk Yuanmu again, "Thank you for telling me." ”

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to write down this divine medicine scripture and find it slowly in the future. At present, the entrance examination of Xinping Wuyuan is the top priority.

Fang Haoran firmly believes that there is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of people with hearts.

As long as this thing really exists, it will definitely leave a trace.

Wang Jin wanted to draw a big red cross behind Fang Haoran's name, but he hesitated for a moment and reluctantly gave a checkmark.

Although Fang Haoran's high-grade root bones had been worn out a lot, the middle-grade and lower-grade root bones could barely practice martial arts.

All the students who participated in the assessment of the Martial Arts Academy stared at Fang Haoran one by one, gloating with a grim face.

Fang Haoran didn't care about this at all, Fang Haoran was not afraid of low talent, he was afraid that he would not be able to practice martial arts.

If your talent is low, you can still improve through hard work, but if you can't practice martial arts, this road will be completely blocked.

"Those who are inferior to the bones will immediately withdraw from the Kaiyuan Temple, and they are not allowed to stay in the temple again, and the rest of the people will conduct the next assessment."

All the students present have completed the test, most of them have passed, and Fang Haoran has barely been classified as a qualified party. Only a small number of people did not meet the requirements, and they all walked towards the outside of Kaiyuan Temple in despair.

"Don't be discouraged, that guy named Fang Haoran will come out to accompany us in a while. His bones fell to the middle and lower ranks, barely passing. In the second assessment, but the force measurement, with his body bones, he couldn't lift the stone lock at all. ”

People always find a punching bag to step on when they are lost, and Fang Haoran has undoubtedly become a punching bag in the eyes of these dismissed teenagers.

Obviously, none of the people present were optimistic that Fang Haoran would be able to pass the second assessment.

The second assessment is the strength assessment.

There are 6 stone locks in the field, including 20 catties, 60 catties, 80 catties, 100 catties, 120 catties and 150 catties, and the assessment content is to lift the stone locks.

Take 80 catties as the passing line, and those below 80 catties will fail.

In everyone's hearts, Fang Haoran barely managed to make ends meet with a twenty-pound stone lock, and it was estimated that he couldn't even lift sixty pounds.

In fact, Fang Haoran knew that he could only lift a sixty-pound stone lock at most, and he might not be able to lift an eighty-pound stone lock.

But Fang Haoran still decided to give it a try.

After the first assessment, only twelve of the sixteen students remained, and with Wang Jin's order, the twelve began to take turns to lift the stone lock.

Yang Dingtian was the first to play, and easily lifted a sixty-pound stone lock, and then happily lifted an eighty-pound stone lock. The hundred-pound stone lock tried, but he couldn't lift it, so he gave up.

Wang Jin nodded, and with a big stroke of his pen, "Yang Dingtian, eighty catties of stone locks, pass the customs." Next! ”

Immediately after that, Jiao Treadon the field, Jiao Treadon the ground is burly than Yang Dingtian, and his strength is greater than Yang Dingtian.

"Walk on the ground, a hundred pounds of stone locks, pass the customs. Next! ”

The students took turns to fight, and soon it was Su Zhe's turn. Su Zhe looked thin and weak, and when he passed by Wang Jin, Wang Jin opened his mouth and reminded: "As long as you can lift eighty catties of stone locks, it's fine." Don't try anything else. ”

Fang Haoran sighed secretly, good talent is different, Wang Jin is obviously afraid that Su Zhe will be willful and try other stone locks, in case he flashes his waist or smashes it, it will not be good. In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Jin couldn't release water in the assessment just because Su Zhe was talented, so he reminded him.

Su Zhe walked to the stone lock, walked around the stone lock, and then stopped in front of the one hundred and fifty pounds of stone lock.

Wang Jin frowned slightly when he saw this, and shook his head secretly, the young man was still too arrogant.

However, the next scene surprised Wang Jin.

Su Zhe lifted the one hundred and fifty pound stone lock with one hand, easily lifted it above his head, and then threw it aside.

"Good!"

Wang Jin excitedly couldn't care about his identity, and shouted, thinking that Su Zhe was acting rashly, but he didn't expect to really lift it.

The high-grade bones, the body is not burly and strong, but it can easily lift a hundred and fifty catties of stone locks, it must be a natural divine power.

Wang Jin looked at Su Zhe's eyes, completely looking at a treasure. He firmly believes that Su Zhe will definitely be able to be the pride of Xinping Wuyuan in the future.

Wang Jin has already decided, after returning to the martial arts academy, he must find ways to bring Su Zhe into his disciples.

With Su Zhe's talent and his own teachings, he will definitely shine in the future, and his name will spread all over the world.

The students present looked at Su Zhe in disbelief, Su Zhe's body was only a little stronger than Fang Haoran, and he actually lifted a stone lock of one hundred and fifty catties, which was definitely unexpected by everyone.

"Su Zhe, one hundred and fifty catties of stone locks, pass the test!"

Wang Jin was not in a hurry to call the next one, but gave enough time to let everyone marvel.

Su Zhe behaved very indifferently, and after lifting the stone lock, he walked off the field and found a place with few people to wait quietly.

"Little brother Yang Dingtian, I've seen Brother Su!"

"Little brother is on the ground, I've seen Brother Su!"

Yang Dingtian and Jiao stepped on the ground and took the initiative to make friends with Su Zhe.

"Hmm!" Su Zhe's nose twitched, and he hummed lightly without paying attention.

Yang Dingtian and Jiao Tadi felt a little embarrassed, so they took the initiative to find a topic to talk to Su Zhe.

"Brother Su, do you think that thin boy named Fang Haoran can lift an eighty-pound stone lock."

As soon as the topic was raised, it was on Fang Haoran, and the two of them clearly wanted to use Fang Haoran to set off themselves.

Su Zhe didn't want to deal with the two of them, so he casually coped, "It should be possible." ”

Yang Dingtian and Jiao were stunned for a moment, then seized the opportunity and said, "Brother Su is wrong now." The younger brother specially found someone to check on this person, who was bedridden all year round when he was a child, and was not cured until six days ago. I have never practiced the art of strengthening the body, and it is impossible to lift an eighty-pound stone lock. ”

The two of them were going to continue to count Fang Haoran, but they heard Wang Jin on the stage shouting.

"Next, Fang Haoran!"

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