At the end of the martial arts class, Du Mugang wanted to leave, but was surrounded by a group of people.

"Du Mu, how did your swordsmanship improve so quickly?"

"yes, remember you didn't get started a month ago?"

"Did you sign up for a training course?"

"Or do you have some tricks?"

Several classmates couldn't wait to ask.

It was the first time that Du Mu was surrounded by so many people, and he was stunned, and then replied: "I didn't sign up for the training class, and I don't have any tricks, just follow what the teacher taught me and practice diligently." ”

"That's it?" the student who asked was a little disappointed.

"After all, it's just entry-level swordsmanship, the most important thing is to lay a good foundation, and if the foundation is laid, you can naturally break through!" Du Mu said with a blushing face and a heartbeat, of course he didn't have the know-how or anything, but there was one.

Everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"Wow, it turns out that Du Mu is so muscular, you really can't see it!" It was a female classmate who spoke, her eyes shining and staring at the brachial muscle of Du Mu's arm.

Du Mu was stunned for a moment, and the others looked down, and sure enough, they found that the former had obvious muscles on his arms, and they were in an uproar.

"So, Du Mu, your physical fitness has also improved a lot?"

"The introduction of swordsmanship, the vitality index has also increased, so aren't you about to reach the standard of a martial arts apprentice?"

"That's amazing!"

"Can you let me touch it?" a female classmate tried to touch Du Mu's arm.

Du Mu was startled, and hurriedly perfunctory a few words to everyone, then fled and left the martial arts classroom in a hurry.

"It doesn't seem like it's a good thing to be too high-profile!"

Coming out of school, Du Mu wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was still very happy in his heart.

Shi Yuanliang, as an elite student in the top twenty of his grade, is already very close to a martial arts apprentice, and in the competition just now, although Du Mu is at a disadvantage, it is when he deliberately suppresses swordsmanship.

If you use your mastery-level swordsmanship with all your might, not to mention defeating Shi Yuanliang, at least there is no problem with him.

In other words, his current strength has reached the level of a quasi-martial apprentice.

"As long as my physical fitness keeps up, I can break through and become a martial arts apprentice!"

Now Du Mu practices the Bailuo Breathing Method twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, and each time lasts about half an hour on average.

It's not that he doesn't want to cultivate for a longer period of time, it's that the number and duration of the basic body refining exercises that can be cultivated every day are limited, and if it is too much, forced cultivation will cause harm to the body.

Even so, this is already a surprise for Du Mu, and now he can clearly feel that his body has become a little stronger than yesterday every day, and this feeling of gradual improvement in strength makes him want to stop.

Although it was not measured, Du Mu estimated that his vitality index should have increased to 5.

"According to this efficiency, it is very likely that you can reach the standard of martial arts apprenticeship before the martial arts examination. ”

Ten days of vitality index increased by 1, it stands to reason that it only takes another 50 days to increase to 10, but as far as Du Mu knows, the strengthening of physical fitness is reflected in the vitality index, not a simple proportional increase.

For example, an increase in the vitality index from 5 to 6 does not mean that the physical fitness has increased to 1.2 times the original level, but 1.3, or 1.4 or even more.

Moreover, the improvement of physical fitness is not completely balanced, even if you practice the same body refining method, according to different personal qualifications and conditions, the increase in strength, agility and physique will be different.

The only thing that is the same is that the vitality index is more difficult to improve the later it gets.

Therefore, Du Mu is not completely sure about increasing the vitality index from 4 to 10 in three months.

"If only I could get some more benefits from my dreams. ”

Recalling the strange bedroom in the dream, Du Mu felt a little regretful.

When he walked to the fork in the road, he suddenly felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and when he took it out, it was his sister Du Shuang's phone.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Du Mu pressed the answer button, since Du Shuang was admitted to the Star Luo Academy, the best martial arts university in the Federation, and went to school in the capital, the two sisters and brothers could only contact each other occasionally by phone.

"It's okay, just call and ask about your recent situation, are you still practicing martial arts recently?" Du Shuang's cold and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, Du Shuang was silent for a few seconds and continued: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Wuke University is already difficult to get into, and it's okay if you can't pass the exam, with your grades, you can still be sure of going to a prestigious university." ”

Du Mu smiled silently, he had no hope of being admitted to Wuke University before, but he had always been unwilling and didn't want to give up, so every time Du Shuang called him, he would persuade him tactfully, but he was afraid of breaking his heart, so he didn't dare to say too much.

It's a pity that this genius girl, who has always been cold in front of outsiders, is heartbroken for her younger brother.

"Knowing my sister, I will do what I can. ”

"Well, that's good, if the living expenses are enough, if it's not enough, I'll transfer some to you. ”

"Enough. ”

Du Mu hesitated for a second, but still refused.

In fact, with the improvement of his physical fitness, his food consumption has increased a lot recently, and the cost of food has increased dramatically, and his living expenses have been stretched.

But even so, Du Mu didn't want to reach out to his sister to ask for money.

After all, both of them are now in school, and in addition to government subsidies, the only source of livelihood is their sister's scholarship.

The scholarship of Wuke University is not cheap, but the expenses of Wuke students are also not small, and it is not easy for Du Shuang to squeeze out a part of the prize money for him to pay for living expenses, and Du Mu does not want to increase her burden.

In fact, if Du Shuang hadn't met her current mentor, with the family background of the two, she might not be able to obtain enough resources to cultivate, and naturally she would not be able to be admitted to the Martial Arts University.

"Don't hold it up, I'll transfer some more money to you, and remember to take it when you get back...... Hang up first, I still have something. There was a urging sound on the other end of the phone, it seemed to be in a hurry, Du Shuang instructed Du Mu, and hung up the phone.

"It's time to find a way to make money. ”

Putting away the phone, Du Mu couldn't help but sigh.

Now he deeply understands the meaning of the word poor and rich martial arts, the premise of boiling the body is to have sufficient energy support, and even the stomach can't be filled, if you forcibly cultivate, it is one thing to affect the efficiency, and it is even possible to collapse the body, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"What kind of work can earn money without taking up too much cultivation time?"

Du Mu frowned and pondered, and unconsciously walked into the dim alley that he had to pass through to go home, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of three shirtless tattooed young men walking opposite.

He glanced at the three of them, then lowered his head and continued to think, not avoiding them as before.

Practice martial arts to strengthen the body and strengthen the mind.

With the growth of strength, Du Mu gradually became more and more confident, and the gangsters who he had avoided ten days ago seemed to be the same now.

Du Mu once saw the gangsters in this block, it looked fierce and bloody, but in fact, in terms of strength, it was not even as good as some of the better students in Qiming High School, at best, it was a little better than him before.

With his current strength, he can completely beat three gangsters, so naturally there is no need to be afraid.

Thinking about what suitable part-time job there was in his mind, Du Mu naturally passed by the three thugs with a natural expression.

Xu is his expression was too calm, and the three thugs who originally didn't care about him glanced back, and one of them frowned, and suddenly shouted.

"Hey, boy, stop me!"