On the bus, Chen An sat on a chair with his eyes slightly closed, seemingly closing his eyes to recuperate, but he was actually thinking about what had just happened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether he was held hostage, or he made a brazen move, stabbing the blue tiger in an instant, Chen An found that he didn't have much fear, just a calm feeling like ice.

How did it suddenly become like this? There is no more panic, screaming and fear of ordinary people in the face of hijacking.

Until this time, Chen An began to realize the changes in himself, whether it was when he was kidnapped by bandits, or when he was pointed at the head by Lan Hu with a gun, he did not have the slightest cowardice, and even in the face of Xiao Cheng, who was a superpower, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and treated it indifferently.

The only answer is the experience in the void world, he has seen many strange lives, experienced mysterious ancient sacrifices, and fought to the death with the terrible demon heart vine, all kinds of things have made Chen An grow, and moreover, he has also gained strength.

Not only has he strengthened his physical fitness, surpassing normal people in terms of strength, agility, and physique, but he has also been given a set of things similar to a system, which makes his future full of uncertainty and unknown.

The changes are not only physical, but also in the heart, Chen An's invisible changes, and his high-spirited spirit, made his whole person have a kind of reborn change.

Chen An opened his eyes, put his hand on his chest, and through his clothes, he seemed to be able to feel the gray ring mark, the mysterious fog dream mark.

"Anyway, I'm who I am, that's all." Chen An said in a low voice, after saying this, Chen An felt a shock in his spirit, and his mind became clearer.

【Ding, Candidate Spiritual Purification】

Chen An was a little surprised by this prompt, and then he leaned back in his seat and laughed softly.

Soon, the bus arrived.

"It's here, Norway Middle School is here, get off." The driver, a sturdy middle-aged man, turned around and shouted loudly.

The people in the car got out of the car one after another, and Chen An was the last to walk down, looked around, looked in the direction, and then walked towards Norway Middle School.

A large circular emerald green lawn is in front of the gate of Norvi Middle School, and at the end of the lawn is a white-background domed building, the middle building is old and slightly ancient, and on either side are similar six- or seven-story buildings, but the architectural style has taken on a modern meaning, and there are other buildings looming in the back. It's almost time for class, it's quiet, and there aren't many students left.

Chen An walked up the stairs and knocked on the door in front of the fourth classroom on the third floor, which was his classroom, and then he walked in.

This class is imperial geography, which has always been a headache for Chen An, and he has not always had a firm grasp of relevant knowledge, however, Chen An found that this class sounds very relaxed, without a little bit of difficulty, and even under the combination of each other, even the knowledge that he didn't understand before can be understood.

Chen An's mental aspect is 1.5, half more than ordinary people, which is completely equivalent to a genius, and it is normal to understand things that he has studied for more than ten years.

Moreover, strong mental power not only means that there is enough energy, but also in people's understanding, memory, analysis, etc., Chen An's mental power is strong, and it is naturally easier to understand the knowledge he has learned.

Chen An left some attention to pay more to the rhythm of the teacher's lecture, and then quietly took out a few books of imperial geography he had learned, and looked at them in combination with the previous confusion.

The more he looked at it, the less confused Chen An became, and the deeper his understanding of the subject of imperial geography became, and even in the end, Chen An had preliminarily sorted out the relevant system and complete knowledge structure in his mind, which was beyond many excellent students.

Of course, on the one hand, it is due to Chen An's strong mental power, on the other hand, Chen An has been studying for a long time, and the relevant knowledge has been almost learned, but it is just a matter of analyzing and understanding and integrating the knowledge he has learned.

"What a surprise." The corners of Chen An's mouth twitched and said in a low voice.

Soon, the bell rang for the end of class, and the students left one after another.

Chen An walked down the teaching building and looked at the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early.

"It seems that the improvement of physical fitness in all aspects is very beneficial to me." Thinking of the results and experience of sorting out the knowledge structure this time, Chen An couldn't help but smile on his face.

Looking at the direction, Chen An walked out of the school gate and walked towards the tall buildings near Norway Middle School.

Since the education reform, the empire has clearly stipulated that it pays attention to the all-round development of students, and does not want students to attend classes all day long like robots, so the students of the empire have enough spare time.

In a spacious but slightly dilapidated courtyard, some figures in loose white clothes were each slapping on a wooden stake, and the sound of snapping sounded from time to time, and an old man with gray hair and a serious face was walking in the crowd, correcting the wrong movements of the students from time to time.

Outside the crowd, a young man on the far side, with clear and bright eyes, a delicate face, and a long and sturdy body, was Chen An, who had come directly from the Norway Middle School exam.

This is a very ordinary martial arts hall near Norway Middle School, the North Mountain Martial Arts Hall, which specializes in teaching some simple and practical basic martial arts fighting skills.

When Chen An was admitted to Norway Middle School, his parents were happy for a while, so they signed Chen An to join this martial arts hall, and he taught for several years, and then Chen An's parents died, Chen An could still come to study.

Due to the early end of class, coupled with the experience of being in the morning and the Void Realm, Chen An had an urgent desire for strength, so he came directly after the exam was completed.

This is also the reason why he can quickly control the Blue Tiger in the alley, after all, he has practiced simple grappling skills, and there are still temporary fighting reactions.

Chen An was hitting the wooden stake for a while, the wooden stake was about the same height as a person, in order to facilitate the practice of the students, he also wrapped a layer of soft rubber on the wooden stake, and his hand would not feel any pain when he hit it.

When he was a little tired from practicing, Chen An gasped slightly and stopped to rest. "My talent is not bad, although I used to practice, but it was only because of the money, not particularly hard, but in the past few years, I have barely managed to come down, and I am still about the same as an ordinary adult strong man, which is not satisfactory."

He thought that when he first entered the Void Realm, all aspects of his body were around 0.9, which could be regarded as the result of practice.

"The basic fighting skills taught by the Beishan Martial Arts Hall are called Thunder Hands, it is said that the power is very good, back then, the owner of the Thunder Hall also relied on his hard skills to lay a piece of the sky, so that he could gain a foothold here and open a martial arts hall, and there were many gangsters who were young and strong, bullied the owner of the Thunder Pavilion, and wanted to extort money, but they were all beaten away, which shows that the Thunder Hand is still very effective."

"If I can, I want to become a superpower, of course, there is no way now, just think about it, for now, I still practice the thunder hand first, and improve my strength a little."

Chen An stared at the old man who was walking around the crowd and pointing at the students, then withdrew his gaze and began to practice seriously.

That old man is the owner of this martial arts hall, Zhong Beishan.

In addition to a few students like Chen An, there are many other people, such as middle-aged and elderly women who have nothing to do, office workers who pretend to be tall, middle-aged uncles who are wide and fat, etc., as for why they want to come here, there is only one very simple, but very practical reason - cheap.

No one would think that a gray-haired old man would be a master, and many people who come to study just think of it as a place for fitness and leisure, not a martial arts gym.

After all, you only need to spend a little money, you can use a lot of very good fitness facilities, so as to achieve the purpose of fitness, and you can also brag to others, and the cost performance is still relatively high.

Therefore, many students come here just to keep fit, and there are very few people who really come to practice thunder hands seriously, and almost no people come to practice thunder hands seriously.

Chen An kept moving, his fists and feet kept hitting the stake, making a dull sound, and he waited until he was a little tired before he wiped his sweat and stopped.

"Well, you're really good at training." A voice came, Chen An turned his head, and saw a tall middle-aged man with a Chinese face, a flat hair, and a pair of small eyes that looked very energetic under his stubby black and hard eyebrows.

Chen An was puzzled, he had some impressions of this middle-aged man named Zhang Cheng, in his memory, this middle-aged man often came here, and when he practiced thunder hand, he looked very focused, very attentive, and did not talk much, and seemed a little out of place with the people around him.

"It's okay, I'm still far away." Although he didn't know why Zhang Cheng was talking to him, Chen An still responded simply.

"It's good to be serious, and it's good to be serious." Zhang Cheng nodded, looked at Zhong Beishan who was walking around among the students, and suddenly said: "The hall owner is really strange, Lei Shou, how can you say it......" Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng did not say any more, but looked at Zhong Beishan with a slightly puzzled gaze.

"It is said that when the owner of the pavilion opened the Beishan Martial Arts Hall, he also fought hard." Chen An said with a smile.

"The hall owner is very powerful, but, why do you keep guarding a small martial arts hall to teach others basic martial arts?" Zhang Cheng's gaze gradually sharpened.

"Maybe it's just that I'm old, after all, when I'm old, my body is always bad."

"Maybe you're right." Zhang Cheng retracted his gaze, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly laughed, and said, "Pavilion master, perhaps, he is really too old." ”

Chen An smiled, looked over, and did not speak.

"Alright, I'll fight the thunderer again, and you all come and have a look." In the middle of the courtyard, Zhong Beishan greeted loudly.

The students came over in twos and threes, gathered together slowly, the atmosphere was relaxed, and they formed a circle, Chen An and Zhang Cheng reacted quickly and grabbed the two innermost positions.

"Take a good look."

Zhong Beishan's voice was indifferent, and he suddenly moved, his hair was gray, his body was thin and tall, but at this moment, his body was moving, like a dragon and a pine, and a punch and kick suddenly appeared, like a thunderbolt, with unspeakable fierceness and fierceness, and even a faint thunderclap.

Zhang Cheng stared at Zhong Beishan, who was demonstrating, and whispered to himself, "Thunder hand." ”

Chen An looked at Zhong Beishan, who was constantly demonstrating, his eyes were burning, in his mind, Zhong Beishan's various things seemed to have been engraved and deeply remembered, Chen An never thought that the thunder hand he had seen many times before was like this, and in those actions, he even felt some of the meaning of thunder and hidden movement.

By the time Chen An came back to his senses, Zhong Beishan had already finished the demonstration, and the students had already dispersed to do their own things, in their eyes, this time the thunder hand demonstration was still the same as before, but it was just a movement similar to aerobics.

Chen An walked to the stake, closed his eyes, and Zhong Beishan's movements flashed in turn in his mind like a movie, then he opened his eyes, let out a low snort, bent his knees and raised his hips, and hit the soft rubber outside the stake with a heavy punch.

There was a thud, and a low, muffled sound came.

I don't know if it's because all the qualities of the body have improved, or if there are other factors, Chen An seems to have suddenly opened his mind, and he beat the thunder hand very fiercely, but he didn't lose his coherence, and even faintly had a hint of Zhong Beishan's demonstration of the thunder hand.

When Chen An stopped tiredly, he found that there was no one here, and he smiled embarrassedly at Zhong Beishan, who was sweeping the courtyard with a serious face, and then left quickly.

【Ding, Candidate Spiritual Purification】

Listening to the prompt from the Fog Dream Mark, Chen An couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, it was really unexpected.

Looking at Chen An's disappearing back, Zhong Beishan slowly stopped cleaning, and his face showed a look of surprise: "Lei Yin? Did that kid touch the threshold of the thunderer?"

Zhong Beishan frowned slightly, and said, "How is it possible?"