Ye Lan couldn't bear to be sad, closed his eyes, and then after a whirlwind, he opened his eyes suddenly......

Ye Lan looked at the small blue ceiling fan on the ceiling, and the alarm clock on the desk next to the bed was still ticking......

"I'm not dead?"

Ye Lan subconsciously stiffened a carp, and the whole person stood up, extremely skillful.

“？？？”

Ye Lan was stunned, he ...... When did you master this skill?

Quack!

Suddenly, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Ye Lan's face changed at that time.

Don't think about it, you also know that the bed board that has accompanied him for more than ten years has been cracked by him!

Ye Zhengning and Chen Meifang heard the movement in Ye Lan's room and knocked on the door of the room.

"Xiaolan, what's going on?" Father Ye said worriedly.

Mother Chen snorted and frowned, "Why does Lan Lan's room smell ......?"

“......”

Ye Lan heard her mother Chen Meifang's broken thoughts, subconsciously sniffed, and retched at that time.

Only then did he notice that his bare arms and calves were all covered in a layer of black, worrying dirt.

It was like I had just come out of a shower in the gutter.

"Impurities are removed, blood and qi are unimpeded, and the body is light...... The physique has become stronger, and the realm of the fire is not a dream, it is real......"

Ye Lan was careful with his liver thumping, and the TV station often broadcast some martial arts-related news, of course he knew what the dirt on his body was.

He didn't expect that there were so many impurities in his body, no wonder his physique was so weak.

Ye Lan glanced at the calendar and confirmed that the three years of the Flame Realm had only passed one night in reality.

But in this short night, he cultivated the martial arts of the Chen family to the point of entering the house.

Although in the realm of fire, he tasted hardships and bitterness, but in exchange for the reality of salted fish turned over.

Ye Lan's eyes were slightly red.

Worth!

It's all worth it!

In the era of martial arts where the hierarchy is solidified, it is so precious to be able to climb one level.

Ye Lan's thought moved, wanting to see if the information of the Flame Inheritor could appear again, and then with a thought, a column of information suddenly appeared in his sight:

"Inheritor of the Torch: Ye Lan

Physique: Fan

Martial Arts: Tongjian (no grade), [Entering the room]

Resentment: 3

Resentment required to break free from the shackles of the bloodline: 1000

Bloodline Recovery Progress: 0.32%"

"It's true......"

Ye Lan took a deep breath, the Flame Realm is real, and the Torch Inheritance is also real......

The only thing that Ye Lan still has doubts about is whether the perfection of Tongjiquan is authentic.

If he could automatically refine his comprehension by taking a glance at other people's martial arts......

Ye Lan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would float.

In addition, the bloodline recovery has also changed from 0% to 0.32%, which seems to be related to the score of the Flame Realm.

This one needs to be studied.

"Lanlan?"

At this time, Chen's mother saw that Ye Lan had not moved for a long time, and was about to take the key to open the door.

After Ye Lan came back to her senses, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly picked up the shorts and clothes that she wanted to change and wash, opened the door and said, "Mom, I'm fine......"

Swish!

After speaking, Ye Lan plunged into the bathroom, and began to take a shower to wipe away the dirt on her body.

"Didn't Lan Lan go out just now, isn't the sewer in the community being dredged......

Mother Chen was puzzled, the layer of black things on Ye Lan's body just now was a little familiar......

And that taste......

Father Ye pushed open the door and entered Ye Lan's room, and after seeing the dirt on the sheets, he lifted the sheets again...... There was silence.

Then he looked at Chen's mother and said, "It's okay, let's change it, I'll go to work first......"

"Okay, be careful on the road!"

Chen's mother lightly sorted out Ye's father's overalls, watched Ye's father open the door and leave, and then began to pack Ye Lan's sheets.

After Ye Lan took a bath, she felt an indescribable feeling of comfort all over her body, as if she had sprayed air fresheners in the house.

As usual, Ye Lan drank a bowl of porridge, said to Chen's mother, and went downstairs to school.

He was in a particularly good mood today, and he decided to go to the school's gymnasium to test his physique.

After entering the room, see if the physique meets the standards for participating in the martial arts examination.

The inheritance of the fire, no matter how you look at it, seems to be born for martial artists, and good steel is of course used on the blade.

And the martial artist is a new class of society, and he goes to the liberal arts with the torch inheritance, isn't it a brain disease.

Ye Lan's high school is Anning County No. 1 Middle School, not far from Ye Lan's community.

However, Ye Lan was delayed a little this morning, and when she arrived at the school class, it happened to be the Chinese morning reading class at 7 o'clock.

Ye Lan had already decided not to take the liberal arts exam and directly signed up for the martial arts exam.

As far as he knows, the deadline for registration for the martial arts exam is on Wednesday of this week, that is, the day after tomorrow.

So taking advantage of the time for early reading, Ye Lan didn't go to the classroom, and went directly to the school's academic affairs office.

Wayward!

Due to the special college entrance examination of Anning No. 1 Middle School, the number of martial arts students is seven or eight more than last year.

The leaders and teachers of the Academic Affairs Office are also conscientious and busy in the Academic Affairs Office early.

For them, as long as one more martial arts student is sent out, the performance salary will skyrocket several times, and they can't work hard.

Ye Lan knocked on the door of the office of the Academic Affairs Office.

"Come in!"

Chen Jiayin, the director of education at Anning No. 1 Middle School, is one of only four martial artists in the school.

The other three are the President, the Vice-Chancellor, and the Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office.

When Ye Lan entered the office, Chen Jiayin didn't raise his head, reviewing the files of the students who participated in the martial arts examination.

Ye Lan got straight to the point and said: "Teacher, I want to participate in the martial arts examination......"

"Martial arts?"

Chen Jiayin's body trembled, and the students who signed up for the martial arts examination in the school were counted as early as last month.

Even, the school has given some resource support.

Why are there still good seedlings that have been missed?

Chen Jiayin looked up at Ye Lan, and was stunned for a moment, confirming that he had never seen it, and it was not the potential stock he was concerned about.

"Classmate, what class are you from...... What are the results of the physical test? I'll check ......."

Chen Jiayin looked at Ye Lan with a smile.

"My name is Ye Lan, and I am in the third class of high school. ”

Ye Lan saw Chen Jiayin skillfully open the computer file, and said with a little embarrassment: "Teacher, don't check, there must be an error in the physique of the opening test......

Chen Jiayin doesn't care so much, where can his physique be improved in a few months?

Soon, the director of the Academic Affairs Office found out Ye Lan's physical information, but the whole person was stunned, and the mouse was almost thrown out.

"Punch power: 40 kg. ”

"Speed: 4 m/s. ”

"Martial Arts: No ......"

Chen Jiayin held the mouse's hand and trembled.

What kind of cripple does this have to be to detect this kind of physical achievement?

If you want to participate in the martial arts examination, the minimum physical standard is to have a fist power of at least 150 kilograms, and the speed must reach 8 meters per second, and you also need to have the martial arts skills to enter the house.

However, usually if the martial arts can enter the room, the fist power and speed can most of them meet the standards of the martial arts examination.

The key depends on the level of martial arts.

But Ye Lan's physique was so weak, but he ran over and said that he wanted a martial arts test.

You have a hammer in the martial arts test!

"+10...... Grudge"

"+10...... Grudge"