"You say...... How many days have this been going on, and he has been cultivating this Wuji Thirteen Hands back and forth, is he going to use this most basic set of fist techniques when he takes the martial arts exam?"

"That's not easy to say, the first martial artist a few decades ago relied on this set of boxing techniques, not only the first in the martial arts examination that year, but even all the martial artists at that time were not opponents!"

"But he is the creator of this boxing technique! Does he think he can reach the height of others? What's more, hasn't the creator of this boxing technique been killed by the martial artist Nine Heavens in the end?"

"But no matter what, this set of boxing techniques makes the martial arts exam successful, what are you going to let him practice if he is a poor waste?"

"That's just as well!"

Looking at Feng Jiuyang who was practicing in the playground on the side of the bed, two classmates began to discuss, in fact, the other onlookers also had the same idea.

......

"Whew...... It looks like it's really not good to exercise alone, it's been so many days, and I still haven't upgraded to a high level!"

Feng Jiuyang wiped the sweat from his head, it had been a week, but the realm of this white fight was still only at the intermediate level.

However, he has more comprehension of this set of boxing techniques, which is not only feminine power, but also masculine power can burst out at any time.

"Attention all cultivators, those who are interested in taking the martial arts exam should go to the principal's office as soon as possible to save their lives, and please tell each other about the students who hear!"

Suddenly, the school's loudspeaker broadcast a jump news, and the cultivators were stunned for a moment, and immediately went to the principal's office.

"I don't know if I, a guy in the 'minion' realm, is qualified to take the martial arts exam!"

Feng Jiuyang was not only a little hesitant when he heard the news, after all, he was just a minion now, and it would not look good if he didn't pass the exam and died.

"Try it! Since you have fulfilled your dream of martial arts when you were a child, even if you die in battle, you can be regarded as worthy of your own life in vain. ”

Feng Jiuyang took a deep breath, calmed himself down a little, and went to the principal's office.

"There are so many cultivators in the academy?" Seeing the crowd standing in the principal's office, Feng Jiuyang stood downstairs and was stunned.

Many people came in and out, and suddenly saw that Wan Butong also came down from above, and there were a few people around with smiles on their faces.

"Oh, you're here too, planning to sign up?" Wan Butong saw Feng Jiuyang standing there, and immediately walked over.

"Well, I'm still a minion, but I'd like to give it a try. After all, if I succeeded, my parents would be able to live an easier life in the next life. ”

Seeing Feng Jiuyang say so humbly, he didn't know what to say: If you are still a minion, how can I forget it! I was beaten by you and vomited blood!

"Well, it's okay to give it a try, after all, I think you still have some talent, maybe you can be admitted to the Beiwu Academy." ”

Wan Butong's face naturally did not show a trace of the same, after all, his cultivation could still control his expression.

"Well, then I'll take a look!" Feng Jiuyang nodded, then turned around and left to go upstairs, where there seemed to be a little less people.

"President Wan, what are you talking about with this kind of person, why don't you explain to us about cultivation!

"Okay!" Wan Butong watched Feng Jiuyang go up, so he didn't think about it anymore, and explained it to others.

"Are you...... Feng Jiuyang?" The principal, who looked to be in his fifties, suddenly realized after watching it for a while.

"Yes, yes, I'm Feng Jiuyang, I also want to sign up, I don't know if it's okay!" Feng Jiuyang smiled slightly.

The principal looked at Feng Jiuyang, although he said that he was quite humble, but the whole person did not look like he was bowing his head at all, which was different from others.

"Yes, but what are you cultivating?" The principal looked at Feng Jiuyang: "The martial arts examination is a fierce battle, and if you are not careful, you may fall disabled." ”

"Wuji Thirteen Hands!" Feng Jiuyang did not hide it, after all, this matter would still be known by the time of the time.

"Huh?" The principal was a little surprised, and he dared to sign up after practicing the most basic boxing techniques, I really don't know if he is not afraid of death or is bold.

But he didn't say much, after all, this was the student's personal wish, so he signed up for Feng Jiuyang on the computer.

"Thank you!" Feng Jiuyang was grateful for his life, and turned to leave.

"Slow down!" the principal suddenly stopped Feng Jiuyang.

Feng Jiuyang turned around and saw the principal take out a booklet from the drawer and throw it to him: "This is the complete version of the Wuji Thirteen Hands and the Internal Strength Method, although it has not been a few days, I still hope it will help you." ”

"Thank you!" Feng Jiuyang took a look at it, and the moves on it were really more than he had learned from the textbook.

"I hope it will be useful to him!" the headmaster sighed, after all, it was not so easy to enter the Beiwu Academy from this Wuji Thirteen Hands.

"I didn't expect to be able to cooperate with the cultivation of the mental method!" Feng Jiuyang left the principal's office and went out directly to return to the house he rented, carefully looking at the other moves and internal skills in the living room.

I remembered that I started to practice after that, but this time after all, I had to cooperate with the mental method, so the moves were a little slower.

But his current white fight is intermediate after all, and this is not just for moves, but for all bare hands.

Even he didn't expect that he would achieve it overnight, and after three times, he had completely integrated the moves and mental methods.

"Ding-dong......"

Feng Jiuyang suddenly heard the same realm, and immediately hurried to look at his system, and immediately snored: "Long live, I have finally become a martial artist!"

Life: Feng Jiuyang.

Realm: Warrior.

Attributes: Gold (Passive) (Inactive), Wood (Passive) (Inactive), Water (Passive) (Inactive), Fire (Passive) (Inactive), Earth (Passive) (Inactive).

Weapons: Long Weapon (Passive) (inactive), Short Weapon (Passive) (Beginner).

White Fight: Passive, high-level.

"Even Bai Da has reached the advanced level, it seems that this cultivation really needs the cooperation of internal strength!" Feng Jiuyang's face was full of excitement, he didn't expect such a big change this time.

"But......" Feng Jiuyang began to worry again, because it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't learned any other kung fu at all, let alone have to carry a mental method.

"It seems that I can only keep cultivating this Wuji Thirteen Hands. "Feng Jiuyang is very similar to cultivating more advanced exercises, but he really doesn't have that connection.

But fortunately, he had his own system, otherwise he would not have been able to become a martial artist in this life, so he began to continue to cultivate the Thirteen Hands of Wuji.

Before he knew it, it was already dark, and Feng Jiuyang had just finished his work, cooked and ate quickly.

After all, there are still a lot of people on the street this summer night, and it is better to look at beautiful women than to watch TV at home!

"Is that you?"

"Is that you?"

Feng Jiuyang didn't go far when he suddenly saw a girl, who turned out to be the girl who planned to save others that day, but was saved by others.

"What's that...... I, I'm just going to come out for a walk, please!" Feng Jiuyang said and was about to slip away, this woman was too terrifying.

The girl who originally saw Feng Jiuyang was still a little shy, saw that he was about to run, and was slightly angry: "What do you mean, do I just make you so scared?"

"No, nothing!" Feng Jiuyang said, but the sweat on his head had already proved that he was scared.

That's a dagger broken by a finger! It's better for such a girl to stay away, after all, she is not as hard as pure steel.