Outside Norway Middle School, after the bus arrived, the driver grabbed the teapot and took a big sip, then opened the door and turned around and yelled at the people in the car. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The passengers on the car complained in a low voice, and walked out one after another, there were many passengers, and their bodies were very tight, and they would bump into others from time to time, but finally they all came down.

The last person to get out of the car was a boy in a white shirt and black trousers, with clear eyes and a clean look.

It was class time, there were people coming and going outside Norway Middle School, the girl's skirt and the boy's trousers fluttering in the wind, so that people could clearly feel the taste of youth and liveliness.

Chen An's current mental power has reached 1.8, it is no exaggeration to say that he is already a genius, the teacher is foaming at the mouth in class, and the lecture is fascinating, but Chen An understands it after listening to it for a while, and then he takes out the previous teaching materials and begins to dredge the context and organize the knowledge structure.

Somehow, he suddenly thought of the thunderer.

Chen An is now fully aware of the extraordinaryness of the Thunder Hand, in the Void Realm, he can kill a lot of Huluo Monsters, on the one hand, because his physical fitness is much higher than that of the Huluo Monsters, and on the other hand, because of the Thunder Hand.

Only when he has really used the thunder hand to fight to the death, Chen An will have a deeper understanding of the thunder hand and the deeper he understands.

Thunder hand, it seems to be just a very ordinary and ordinary fighting technique, but the practitioner practices carefully, and when he fights bloody, he will find that the thunder hand is a terrible killing technique, in the real blood battle, the thunder hand can really exert its power, and on weekdays, the real power of the thunder hand is simply covered up.

Learning the thunder hand can improve your skills, so as to improve the chance of surviving in the void world, it is a matter of life and death, for Chen An, the thunder hand is very important!

Chen An had already decided that no matter what, he would finish learning the thunder hand in the Beishan Martial Arts Hall, and he was willing to pay a high price for it.

Unconsciously, Chen An silently thought about everything about the thunder hand, and even recalled every action about the thunder hand in his mind, a little distracted.

Soon, class ended.

A few classmates gathered next to him, talking about something with their eyebrows fluttering, and they were elated.

"Hey, Chen An, do you want to be together?" Chen An was about to leave when someone suddenly stopped him.

It was a handsome boy with a slender and slender body, a well-made and well-fitting white shirt, a precious frame engraved with a series of letters, and a rather attractive temperament, showing a good family upbringing and a good family background.

His name is Qi Yanlin, his academic performance is good, and he is the top student in the class, but Chen An has crossed paths with him and is an ordinary friend.

Qi Darkin smiled: "I know a good club, how about going and seeing it together?" Maybe you'll like it. ”

"Well, no." Chen An smiled and refused.

"That's a pity, you know, I have prepared a good spot for you."

"I'm sorry."

Chen An nodded in acknowledgment, he was now putting all his energy on Lei's hands, and he didn't want to be distracted from doing anything else at all.

However, Qi Yanlin's approach still made Chen An feel a trace of warmth, after all, no one doesn't want to be noticed and respected.

Shaking his head, Chen An emptied the thoughts in his mind, cleaned up a little, and walked straight to the Beishan Martial Arts Hall.

Chen An found that there were very few people in the Beishan Martial Arts Hall today, and a few students who usually practiced hard did not see it, and they could only vaguely see a few uncles and aunts playing fitness and health boxing leisurely, with slow movements, and more often they were still talking and laughing with each other, slowly and softly, there was no shadow of the thunder hand at all, and it was not the thunder hand of the Beishan Martial Arts Hall professor at all.

He changed into a loose practice uniform in the changing room, stood in a corner of the courtyard, and began to practice silently.

In my mind, every movement of the thunder hand began to replay like a movie rewind, and then gradually disappeared, sinking into the depths of my mind.

Chen An's eyes were clear and bright, his hands were slowly stretched, and then he moved, bending his knees and hitting his abdomen, hitting his elbows directly, kicking his legs fiercely and ruthlessly, throwing his arms violently, like whips in the air, his movements were smooth and free, concise and fierce, faintly with an indescribable fierceness.

Bang bang bang.

The stakes were constantly slapped, making a dull sound, and even the soft rubber was deformed.

Chen An felt physically and mentally happy, and gradually indulged in the drill thunder hand.

He became more and more familiar with the thunder hand, subconsciously and in the void, combined with the experience of fighting with the Huluo monster, complementing each other, coherent with each other, and vaguely, so that his every move had an alternative taste, as if a thunderbolt started and thunder moved.

Chen An indulged in it like this, forgetting the time, and did not stop until his physical strength was exhausted and his body felt tired.

Bang!

Chen An was sweating profusely, and with a punch smashed the soft glue on the wooden stake into a slight depression, stopped, and gasped for breath.

Looking around, it was already dusk, the sky was dark and blue, and it turned out that time had passed so much unconsciously.

Chen An wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his eyes, and suddenly saw Zhong Beishan standing next to him, and was taken aback.

He smiled at Zhong Beishan quite embarrassedly, then returned to the locker room, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, and then changed his clothes again and left the Beishan Martial Arts Hall.

Zhong Beishan stood in place, standing with one hand, watching Chen An leave, like an ordinary old man.

After Chen An's back disappeared, his thin body suddenly straightened, and suddenly emitted a powerful momentum, like an abyss like the sea, and the whole person changed in an instant, from an ordinary old man to a terrifying, arrogant and domineering horror master.

In an instant, the breath transformed, and Zhong Beishan's whole person seemed to have completed some kind of transformation, sublimation, and became very terrifying.

His eyes were shining, staring in the direction Chen An had left, frowning and silent.

"How is that possible?" After a while, Zhong Beishan whispered, his words full of disbelief, and said, "That kid actually really practiced the Thunder Hand to the Thunder Channeling Realm?"

"He didn't have the aura of the Yuan Fa on his body, that is to say, he didn't practice the Yuan Fa, and only relied on the simplified version of the Thunder Hand I taught, and actually cultivated the Thunder Hand to the realm of the Thunder Guide?"

Zhong Beishan looked at the direction Chen An left, the expression on his face changed, and it was quite complicated for a while, he sighed and said, "That kid named Chen An is really a genius." ”

"It's really rare, maybe, I should teach him the real thing?"

He seemed to have thought of something, the look on his face was stunned, and after a while, he let out a long sigh and said, "Maybe." ”