After returning home and hurriedly finishing dinner, Du Mu couldn't wait to practice the Bailuo Breathing Method.

As he settled, a faint mist emerged from his nose, slowly inhaling and exhaling, subtly transforming his body.

By the time Du Mu came to his senses from his cultivation, half an hour had already passed.

Compared to the previous cultivation that could only last about twenty minutes, the duration of the Bailuo Breathing Method, which had been upgraded to the mastery level, was undoubtedly nearly half longer, and the effect was also extremely amazing.

Du Mu can clearly feel that his physical fitness has improved significantly again.

"It's really worthy of the control level, I can still have such an obvious effect by cultivating twice in a day, at this rate, in less than three months, my vitality index is estimated to be able to reach the standard of a martial arts apprentice!" Du Mu said secretly to himself

The vitality index is an important numerical value to judge the strength of a person's physical fitness, and its testing technique is said to have been excavated by humans from a certain ruin in the wilderness, and it was developed at the same time as the rise of martial arts, and was used to measure the physical strength of a warrior or a warrior's apprentice.

The vitality index of ordinary people is usually around 5, and to be promoted to a martial arts apprentice, the first condition is that the vitality index is at least 10.

Qiming High School holds a school-wide vitality index measurement every three months, and the last measurement was a month ago, when Du Mu's measurement result was 4, which is about the average level of high school students, and the vitality index of the students ranked first in the school was 13, more than three times that of him.

In the face of money and talent, the gap between people seems so wide.

In the past, Du Mu would still feel disheartened by this, but at this time he was full of excitement.

"With the nightmare energy, my future achievements may not necessarily be lost to those rich kids!"

Time flies, and soon it's night.

Less than 10 o'clock, Du Mu couldn't wait to go to bed and get ready to sleep, and as soon as the whole person relaxed, his consciousness immediately fell into darkness.

By the time he came to his senses, he was already in that strange bedroom.

Looking at the gray ceiling for a few seconds, Du Mu bounced up from the bed and looked around at the layout in the bedroom, with a look of relief and joy on his face.

"It's okay, you can come in again!"

The computer sits quietly on the desk, the screen glowing slightly.

Du Mu jumped out of bed and just wanted to walk towards the computer, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the portrait hanging on the wall opposite the bed, and couldn't help but look sideways.

Last night, because he was attracted by the computer, he didn't have time to look at the portrait carefully, but at this time, Du Mu suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The woman in the dress and armor in the portrait is heroic, her gaze calmly staring in his direction.

said that it is a woman, in fact, it should be said that it is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but the face of the girl in the portrait is calm and resolute, and her emerald green eyes are like a bottomless pool of water, quietly staring at the direction of Du Mu, with a sense of majesty that does not match her age.

I don't know if it's an illusion, after staring at it for a long time, the girl in the portrait actually gave Du Mu a faint sense of oppression, which made him involuntarily take his eyes off her face and fall on the girl's hand.

Under this look, Du Mu found that the girl's hands were empty, but her palms were held together, as if holding a weapon.

"Is it some kind of transparent weapon?"

After pondering for a while, Du Mu shook his head, looked away, turned to the desk, and reached out to hold the mouse.

As he moved, the originally slightly dim screen suddenly lit up, and the text on it was clearly visible:

Name: Du Mu

Power: F-

Agility: F

Constitution: F-

Perception: E

Will: F+

Skills: Swordsmanship (Beginner), Bailuo Breathing (Control)

Swordsmanship: None

Physical Surgery: None

Nightmare Energy: 5

Power Rating: F

His gaze stayed on 'Swordsmanship (Entry)', a trace of longing flashed in Du Mu's eyes, and without hesitation, he directly consumed the remaining nightmare energy, and once again chose to upgrade his swordsmanship.

In the blink of an eye, the original text distorted and vanished, replaced by a new line of text.

'Swordsmanship (Control)'

A huge stream of information poured into Du Mu's mind out of thin air, almost trying to break his head.

Du Mu snorted and squatted down holding his head tightly.

After gritting his teeth and enduring it for a long time, he gradually recovered from the swelling pain, gasped a few times, and sweat fell from his face, but his eyes were full of joy.

This time, the improvement of swordsmanship is very obvious, and the huge swordsmanship perception and experience make him feel like his strength has skyrocketed.

Raising his arm slightly, Du Mu shook his palm, and a look of eagerness appeared on his face.

"Looking back now, my unlearned swordsmanship was no different from a kid wielding a stick. ”

It is not easy to practice swordsmanship, and it is extremely difficult to practice without a teacher to bring you into the door.

The folk swordsmanship training classes are expensive, and ordinary families can't afford them at all, so the children of ordinary families basically wait until high school and take martial arts classes to get in touch with swordsmanship, and the cultivation time is short, so very few can reach the entry level.

As far as Du Mu knows, there are few students who can reach the entry level in swordsmanship in the entire Qiming High School, and they can be called the people of the hour, as for the more advanced mastery-level swordsmanship, there is no one, and the swordsmanship of Cheng Xing, the martial arts teacher, seems to be only in this realm.

"In other words, in terms of swordsmanship alone, I am already at the same level as Cheng Gorilla!"

Looking at his palm, Du Mu had an unrealistic sense of absurdity for a while, you must know that until yesterday, he was just a high school student who had not even entered the door of swordsmanship, and he could not have imagined that just one day later, his swordsmanship would reach the level of control that ordinary people dream of.

Taking a deep breath, Du Mu finally calmed down his agitated emotions.

"Mastery-level swordsmanship, it is more than enough to apply for the martial arts apprentice assessment, after all, the assessment conditions only require mastery of an entry-level martial arts specialty, swords, guns and sticks. ”

"The problem is physical fitness, my current vitality index is only 4, which is still a lot short of the 10 required by the martial apprentice, I have to improve it as soon as possible!"

Putting his gaze back on the screen, Du Mu found that the text on it had changed.

Name: Du Mu

Power: F-

Agility: F

Constitution: F-

Perception: E

Will: F+

Skills: Swordsmanship (control), Bailuo breathing method (control)

Swordsmanship: None

Physical Surgery: None

Nightmare Energy: 0

Power Rating: F+

"The comprehensive rating has improved by ......" Du Mu raised his eyebrows, it seems that the skyrocketing strength is not an illusion.

He clicked on the swordsmanship and found that like the Bailuo Breathing Method, if the swordsmanship wanted to be upgraded again, the nightmare energy consumed would also increase to 20 points.

"I don't know how to get this nightmare energy?"

Du Mu frowned slightly, and was thinking about it, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two lines of small words in the upper right corner of the screen, and he couldn't help but sigh in surprise, and his eyes widened to find that they were 'skill unlock' and 'weapon unlock'.

"Skill unlocking? Could it be martial arts?"

Thinking of this, Du Mu's heart suddenly rose with infinite anticipation, and he hurriedly clicked the button, but a line of prompts popped up.

'Nightmare low energy!'

Clicking on 'Weapon Unlock' is the same prompt.

Stunned, Du Mu showed a depressed look.

"Nightmare energy!"

I knew that I wouldn't upgrade my swordsmanship first.

"Forget it, let's figure out how to get nightmare energy first, right?"

Du Mu frowned, turned around and looked around the room, hesitated for a moment, and began to search the room, intending to try to see if he could find some clues.

After about ten minutes, Du Mu, who had found nothing, gave up the search and turned his eyes to the gray door.

"Perhaps, we have to start somewhere other than the bedroom?"

With this in mind, he stepped over and pressed his palm on the doorknob with a slight force.

Motionless!

With a frown, Du Mu increased the strength in his hand until his face turned red, his arms were bruised, and there was no sign of twisting in the doorknob.

Helpless, he had to let go of his hand out of breath.

"Is this the only bedroom in the dream, or is there a condition that must be met to get out of here?"

After thinking for a long time and still getting nothing, Du Mu had no choice but to shake his head and give up, returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, and realized the newly acquired swordsmanship insight in his mind.

There is no sword in the dream realm, and he can't practice swordsmanship, Bailuo breathing method has just been practiced not long today, and it is still in the 'cooling', so he has to comprehend the swordsmanship perception and wait for Tianming to wake up.