Hush!

The final whistle sounded in the space, and the audience burst into applause, but the members of the kendo group fell silent in unison.

Win!?

Wu Mian won in this way.

Although Lei Yang is wearing a mask, he can not be said to be a member of the first group, even if it is Yu Bo and others in the second group, they know Lei Yang's identity from his figure alone.

And as a famous sword training seed in the kendo group, now I lose like this!?

Unbelievable.

It's all unbelievable.

Lei Yang took off his mask and said with a strange expression: "Mastery?"

Wu Mian nodded, to a certain extent, the essence level can be classified as a mastery level.

Lei Yang continued to ask, "Imperial Sword Technique?"

Wu Mian nodded again.

Everyone watched and lost like this, Lei Yang was naturally unwilling in his heart, but if he lost, he lost, and nodded: "Awesome." ”

His physique and qi and blood all surpassed the other party, and he still lost completely, although there was a reason for the swordsmanship, but there was indeed a big gap between the swordsmanship of the two sides.

"Humility. ”

Wu Mian arched his hand a little awkwardly, and under Lei Yang's gaze, he returned to the team calmly and steadily.

In the team, the eyes were fiery, as if they didn't know Wu Mian.

For their younger generation, Lei Yang is like an invincible existence, and now he was defeated by Wu Mian so easily, only to feel that the three views were about to shatter......

Wu Mian noticed the gaze of other people, but his heart was relatively calm, in order to improve his swordsmanship, he consumed so many star runes, if he couldn't even beat a few cats and dogs, wouldn't so many star runes be lost.

While thinking, Wu Mian glanced at Lin Xin'an not far away.

Old Man Lin was still strained, just looking at his reddish face and the upturned corners of his mouth, obviously smiling secretly.

Just when the group was immersed in the joy of victory, Zhang Song, the second group member of the finale, was still waiting in the lounge at the moment, like sitting on pins and needles......

For Wu Mian, this is just an exchange match.

After the competition, Wu Mian invited the team members to have a meal, and then went home, practiced as usual, and went to class as usual, but this exchange competition still spread out and caused a certain turmoil.

Now it is said that there is a proficient-level young swordsman in the second kendo group, and he also defeated Lei Yang......

Fortunately, when he came on the field, Wu Mian wore a mask from beginning to end, and not many people knew his identity.

When Wu Mian defeated Lei Yang, he didn't think it was a big deal, and later learned that Lei Yang was a student of the Sword Pavilion owner.

But the end is over, and Wu Mian didn't take it to heart.

For a martial artist, there is nothing more important than becoming a martial artist.

And all Wu Mian has to do is to increase his qi and blood to 200 shells during this time, so as to apply for the martial arts assessment in a month.

But

With the improvement of qi and blood to the later stage, it is not easy to improve again, but Wu Mian can still feel that his body is improving little by little, and he is transforming little by little.

Such changes are visible from the inside out.

As his qi and blood approached the high-level martial disciples little by little, Wu Mian's own metabolism and glandular hormones were undergoing strange changes.

Although such a change seems to be minimal, if Wu Mian can't look inside, he can't even find such a change, but such a change is a symbol of an "ordinary person" gradually transforming into a warrior.

And

It seems that under the slight changes, when it acts on the body, it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, with five internal organs, hundreds of limbs, five senses and nine orifices, skin, flesh, muscles and bones......

Bell bell bell.

The bell rang for the end of class, and Wu Mian walked with Yang Jian as usual.

Yang Jian looked lifeless, as if he had received a big blow, which made Wu Mian a little strange, with the thickness of his face, what could hit him!?

Is it because of the test scores?

Last week, there were five monthly exams, and today the exam papers were just issued.

During this period of time, Wu Mian spent all his free time on cultivation in addition to attending classes and listening to classes, but as a result, his exam results came down and he actually improved.

From the original class of 37 to 33, although it is still at the level of the middle and lower reaches, Wu Mian feels that since the foundation building twenty-six style has been promoted to the mastery level, his concentration has improved a lot, if he studies hard, maybe he can be admitted to a key university before the college entrance examination.

Of course.

He was just thinking about it.

Wu Mian really doesn't have so much energy and interest in reading now.

In comparison, Yang Jian's grades are much more stable, as always, he is the first to last, especially in mathematics class, and the other party is directly absent from the exam......

Supposedly, with such a stable result, he shouldn't be hit!?

“...... My qi and blood seem to be at a bottleneck!?"

A few days ago, when he started the twenty-sixth style of foundation building, he felt that he was stable and awesome, and he would definitely be able to become a martial artist like Wu Mian.

But these days, after the qi and blood increased by 2 shells, it came to a standstill again.

It makes him sad.

Wu Mian could also see that Yang Jian was determined to develop in the martial arts and was determined to become an ancient martial artist.

Wu Mian still admires his perseverance.

To be honest, if he hadn't opened the hanging, maybe he would not be as good as the fat man Yang!?

Seeing that his face was about to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum, Wu Mian thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, I'll help you take a look?"

"You!?"

Yang Jian looked at Wu Mian in disbelief.

Although Wu Mian is a martial apprentice, let alone a martial apprentice, even a martial artist's tutor has been invited, but in the words of a martial artist: the master leads the door to practice by himself, and this kind of thing still needs to be comprehended by himself.

And

If the other party points out to him, he is worried about destroying the reciprocal relationship between the two, and he is still quite strong.

"If you're not happy, forget it. ”

Wu Mian's eyes were half open, and he was angry, he was a high-level martial artist who was willing to point out the other party, but the other party was not happy, hehe.

"Haha......"

Yang Jian laughed, "Happy, how can you not be happy, let's go, I wanted you to visit my practice room last time." ”

Wu Mian packed up his books and followed Wu Mian to Yiyuan Community.

Wu Mian had also eaten at his house, which was considered familiar, and after saying hello, he came directly to the practice room.

After all, this is the first time Wu Mian has entered the practice room, and he found that there is no difference between it and the martial arts hall, and it is even narrower in comparison.

However, to have such a practice room in a house can really be regarded as a dream for Wu Mian.

However, he was just thinking about it.

With the current housing price in Rongmen, with the little money he has, I'm afraid that even the down payment is not enough!?

After coming back to his senses, Wu Mian's attention was on Yang Jian, and he saw Yang Fat take off his clothes and start practicing......

In a short period of time,

Yang Fatzi's body has shrunk at a visible rate, and now his round face is gone, and the edema caused by overnutrition has also been slimmed down.

Wu Mian thought about it and felt that he shouldn't call him Yang Fatzi anymore.

While thinking about it, Yang Jian had already begun to cultivate the twenty-six forms of foundation building......