In the God of War Xuangong classroom, Dia looked down on the podium at his twenty freshmen.

"Today is your first day in the Academy, tell me your basic information. Start here. ”

Dia stretched out his hand, and a tall Giant Clan boy stood up and said in a rough voice: "My name is Dewei, Giant Clan, and now I am in the early realm." ”

"Very well, sit down. Dia nodded slightly.

There was a popping sound, and Dulwich smashed one of the largest benches in the classroom to pieces. There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

"My name is Sterling, and I'm a dwarf...... It's not cultivation yet, but I've studied the family's alchemy technique......" A muscular man stood up and said with some embarrassment.

"Next. Dia nodded slightly.

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Soon, a short self-introduction, I was in the front row.

Mu Yu Xingchen, Lingyu Gongzi, Yunjian Gongzi and others introduced their origins and realms, and everyone in the audience showed admiring eyes.

After hearing this, Dia couldn't help nodding her head, thinking that her disciple had an extraordinary background and would definitely have great achievements in the future, and she was very proud in her heart.

At this time, Wang Fan, who was sitting at the front, stood up and said in a faint voice: "Wang Fan, the human race, has not cultivated. ”

The audience was suddenly silent, and everyone thought of being robbed by Wang Fan before, and their faces became extremely embarrassed.

Dia was also dumbfounded for a while, he had already seen that Wang Fan did not have the aura of a cultivator, but he expected that since Wang Fan could be the first to climb to the top of the mountain, he must have an extraordinary bloodline, or have practiced advanced basic alchemy techniques.

Results...... Diya felt that her worldview had been impacted, and she barely smiled and said, "It's okay, sit down." ”

I never thought that the first place in my class was actually a human without any foundation, Dia's mood was a little bad, and she was a little unhappy when she looked at the eyes of everyone below.

"You guys, how did you get the lead in the quiz by Wang Fan......

And under the podium, the sons who were swept by Dia's gaze also showed ashamed expressions.

Although he saw that Dia was a little disappointed in himself, Wang Fan was still listening very seriously.

Although the old man had taught Wang Fan the breathing method, he had not taught him a little common sense about the cultivation world.

For example, the division of the realm: In the great wilderness world, there are many martial cultivators, and people also set a set of rules for the division of the realm of martial artists according to the strength of martial artists at different stages.

Ordinary martial artists practice physical training and some offensive and defensive routines, these are the lowest level, martial artists, and also become samurai. Above the samurai, those who can sense the true element of heaven and earth and absorb it into the body are called the mortal realm, also known as the first-order martial artist.

The next level, the second order, also known as the Zhimai, can manipulate the true elements absorbed into the body with the mind and circulate in the meridians in the body. Second-order martial artists, because of the true element to nourish the meridians, their physique and combat power have been significantly improved.

And the third order, also known as the sword qi out of the body, that is, the true yuan in the body is condensed to a certain extent, which can prompt the true yuan to shoot out the sword qi on top of his own weapon, exerting great power.

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Knowing these common senses, Wang Fan finally figured out one thing: the breathing method taught by the old man is not a Xuangong method at all!

However, this was not a big problem, because Dia gave him the basic Xuangong exercises on the same day, asking him to officially start practicing.

Holding the basically thin booklet, Wang Fan locked himself in the room.

"Xuanwugong, Gale Gong, Ethereal Gong. Sitting on the bed, Wang Fan spread out the three Xuangong books and fell into the difficulty of choosing.

opened the Xuangong and found that it was full of some luck methods, and some lines that run the true qi, and he struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't say that he preferred that.

I simply grabbed one and cultivated according to the above records.

"I'll have to try my luck, and if it doesn't work, I'll change to another one. Wang Fan said in his heart.

To practice Xuangong, the first step is to learn to adjust one's breathing, and there is no other profound place. After just a cursory look, Wang Fan firmly memorized the breathing method on the Xuangong book on the ground.

Sitting cross-legged, with his heart to the sky, Wang Fan calmed down and tried to adjust his breathing.

One minute, ten minutes, half an hour, as time passed, Wang Fan's face became more and more ugly, and finally, he couldn't help but open his eyes and stood up suddenly.

"Damn, why am I still thinking about the breathing method taught by the old man? I can't adjust my breathing at all!" Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and he said a little anxiously, he vaguely guessed something ominous.

Re-opening another Xuangong book and quickly memorizing the breathing method in it, Wang Fan started a second attempt, but this time, only ten minutes later, he gave up with a gloomy face.

In the third book, after Wang Fan gritted his teeth, he began to learn common sense again. This time, he had been trying in bed for an hour, his expression changing again and again, but in the end, he still didn't succeed.

Tie Qing's face turned and he stood up, Wang Fan's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to kill someone. It turned out that he had been practicing the breathing method taught by the old man for nine years, and the rhythm of breathing had completely become a habit and instinct.

Now, to control the breathing according to the method in Xuangong, for ordinary people, it may be a very simple thing, but for Wang Fan, it is already more than the sky.

"Old man, are you deliberately cheating me?" Wang Fan wanted to look up to the sky and howl angrily.

In the middle of the night, the insects and birds were quiet, and Wang Fan stared at the wall for a long time before he fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, Wang Fan didn't eat or wash his face, and sat down cross-legged again, Wang Fan gritted his teeth and began to adjust his breathing.

However, even with his face flushed, he still couldn't readjust the rhythm of his breathing.

"Stinky boy, you must be obedient, and I will leave the matter of saving world peace to you in the future. A wrinkled face like a dried orange peel suddenly came to mind, and that shameless word.

"Bastard old man, you're going to kill me! I'm going to kick you to death!" Wang Fan yelled, jumped up on the bed all of a sudden, and kicked on the wooden table next to the bed.

Bang! Boom! Sawdust flew and turned into debris all over the ground.

A long and somber bell rang, and footsteps sounded from outside the house, Wang Fan knew that in class today, Dia would definitely ask them about their cultivation, thinking of this, he was crazy again!