When Du Mu woke up from his dream in the morning, he heard a slight noise outside the door.

When I walked out of the room and went to the living room, I found Du Shuang, wearing an apron, preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and the table was already set with fragrant hot milk and toast.

The living room is filled with a mouth-watering scent.

"Wake up, go wash up first, I still have an omelette here, and when you're ready, you'll be ready to eat." Du Shuang looked back and saw that it was Du Mu, and a smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

"Okay. Du Mu scratched his head, a little nostalgic for the scene in front of him, remembering that before Du Shuang went to Wuke University, she cooked breakfast every day.

After washing up quickly, Du Mu immediately sat down at the dining table and enjoyed the delicious breakfast with relish.

On the other side of the dining table, Du Shuang took a sip of milk while watching Du Mu swallow heavily, the corners of his lips slowly hooked.

After a long time, Du Shuang spoke softly.

"Ah Mu, wait for breakfast, you and I will go to the branch of the Martial Arts Association, and we will have a discussion. ”

Hearing this, Du Mu paused, and immediately understood that his sister was preparing to hone his actual combat skills, and he should respond immediately.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the Haoguang branch of the Warrior Association, located in the center of the city.

This is Du Mu's second visit to the Warriors Association.

The last time it happened to be the martial apprentice assessment, and the gate of the association was full of people and noisy, but now it is much more deserted.

Du Mu followed Du Shuang all the way in, until he reached the front desk, and there were only a handful of people he saw along the way.

"So there are so few people in the association on weekdays?"

"But at this time, the people who can move around in the association are basically martial artists, right?" Du Mu secretly guessed.

Haoguang City can only be regarded as a third-tier city in the Asian Cooperation Federation, barely compared to a small number of second-tier cities that are ranked lower, and its comprehensive strength is unsatisfactory, so the number of warriors trained is not much, and there are even fewer who are willing to stay here.

Moreover, the vast majority of martial artists are very busy, either buried in cultivation or busy with work, and it is rare to walk around in the association on weekdays.

The situation in front of me is normal.

Du Shuang quickly completed the formalities, turned around and gestured to Du Mu, who was looking around, and took the lead towards the elevator.

"Ah Mu, let's go, let's go to the martial arts room on the sixth floor. ”

Du Mu followed according to his words, and took the elevator with Du Shuang to the sixth floor, and when passing by the corridor, several warriors he met seemed to know Du Shuang and greeted her warmly.

There was a hint of reverence between words and actions.

After a while, the two stopped in front of a room, Du Shuang took out the door card, pressed it on the side sensor for a few seconds, and the door clicked open.

"Let's go inside. ”

The martial arts room in front of him was very spacious, at least twice as large as the martial arts room that Du Mu had seen in Qianya training.

Stepping barefoot on the floor, Du Mu could clearly feel the hard and cold touch coming from his feet, and he had the illusion of standing on a steel ingot.

Out of curiosity, he looked at it carefully, and then his eyes widened slightly.

"Damn, it's so extravagant, it's actually made of ironwood for the floor!"

The hardness of ironwood is comparable to that of steel, but the weight is much lighter, so the price is not low, and a ironwood sword can even be sold for a high price of 3,000 yuan.

The ironwood floor here is at least two or three hundred square meters, and the thickness is unknown, but millions of star dollars can't run.

The floor of just one martial arts room is so expensive, so how rich should the Martial Arts Association be.

Du Mu was secretly speechless.

As if sensing his surprise, Du Shuang explained softly: "The destructive power of the martial artist is huge, the ordinary wood and stone floor can not withstand it, and the steel is not suitable for the building materials of the martial arts room, so ironwood is already the cheapest of all the suitable materials." ”

Du Mu suddenly felt that the association was also forced.

However, it is necessary to use ironwood comparable to steel to withstand the impact and destruction, how strong is the strength of the warrior?

Thinking of this, Du Mu couldn't help but look at Du Shuang, he remembered that his genius sister was already a martial artist before she was admitted to Xingluo Academy.

After a year of cultivation, what should her strength reach now?

Du Mu's eyes condensed slightly, and Du Shuang's combat effectiveness data gradually appeared in his field of vision.

'Combat Strength: 21'

Hey?

Du Mu was stunned, almost thinking that he had misunderstood, and quickly stared at it for a while, but unfortunately the value remained unchanged and remained at 21.

"Impossible, my sister is a martial artist, how can her combat effectiveness be lower than mine?" Du Mu frowned secretly.

"What's wrong?"

Du Shuang walked to the center of the martial arts room, and when he saw that Du Mu was still standing in place, he couldn't help but ask strangely.

Du Mu came back to his senses, thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Sister, do you martial artists have some kind of trick that can hide your strength?"

"The trick?" Du Shuang was stunned, and then reacted, "You're talking about the breath method, right?"

Du Mu's eyes lit up: "What is the method of breathing?"

For his younger brother, Du Shuang basically has to answer questions, and Wen Yan explained: "The method of breathing is a kind of auxiliary skill, and the effect is as the name suggests, that is, to restrain one's own breath and prevent the breath from leaking, so that others can sense one's strength." ”

"This is a compulsory course for martial artists, almost all martial artists have practiced the method of breathing, according to the mastery of the merit and the strength of the martial artist himself, the degree of concealment of the breath is also different, and those who have cultivated to the depths are even no different from ordinary people in terms of breath. ”

No wonder!

Du Mu suddenly realized, and suddenly recalled that he had detected Cheng Xing's combat power at the beginning, and I am afraid that the latter had also reined in his breath, and the value of 67 was not all his real combat power.

In this way, the role of the combat probe in reality can be greatly reduced. Du Mu smiled bitterly in his heart, and suddenly found that the combat power detector was not as powerful as he imagined, whether it was in a dream or in reality, the probability of inaccurate detection seemed to be quite high.

Shaking his head, Du Mu dispelled distracting thoughts, came to the center of the martial arts hall, and stood six or seven meters away from Du Shuang.

"Shoot with all your might, don't worry about hurting me. Du Shuang commanded lightly.

Du Mu nodded, although his strength has skyrocketed recently, it is still extremely difficult to hurt a martial artist, and there is really no need to tie his hands and feet.

Reaching out to untie the wooden box behind him, Du Mu opened it and took out the black sword.

According to Du Shuang's idea, in the next few days of fighting, he must use real sword weapons throughout the whole process, and the purpose is naturally to adapt to the real actual combat as soon as possible.

In the final combat session of the martial arts examination, the famous saying stipulates that real weapons must be used.

Holding the black sword tightly, Du Mu slowly put out a sword pose, and Du Shuang, who was directly opposite, was empty-handed, like a slender willow, gentle and defenseless, but as time passed, Du Mu gradually felt an indescribable sense of oppression from her.

At the same time, in the upper right corner of his field of vision, '21', which represented Du Shuang's combat power value, suddenly jumped, and then jumped up wildly, and in just four or five seconds, it increased to 72.