The Second Shaowu Academy of Nanshui Town.

In the academy, bustling students are frolicking and messing around.

Behind the school building.

In a quiet small courtyard, you can still hear the noise of students outside.

Wang Pu came to the outside of this courtyard with a large bag and a small bag, and greeted him loudly: "Is Teacher Maang at home?"

"Who are you, what are you looking for the dean?" a young man of eleven or twelve years old asked hurriedly when he came out of the door and saw Wang Pu.

"I'm Wang Pu, a student of Teacher Maang, I have something to ask the teacher, please tell me. Wang Pu hurriedly said, and then took out a silver ticket and handed it to the other party.

"Put away your money, the teacher doesn't like it. The young man didn't take it, said coldly, and took Wang Pu in.

Dean Ma Ang was sitting on the Taishi chair, Dean Ma Ang had white hair and ruddy skin, and he didn't look at his hair, thinking that Dean Ma Ang was just a middle-aged man, staring intently at a chessboard, as if he was playing chess.

"Teacher Maang, I have something important to look for you. Wang Pu said hurriedly.

Say. Ma Ang said succinctly.

"Yes! There is a student in my training class who has already built the foundation for seven floors. Wang Pu said cautiously.

"Wait, the seventh floor of the foundation, there are such students in your training class? I don't have any students in my academy, the students from the seventh floor of the foundation you are from?" Ma Ang interrupted Wang Pu's words and said.

"This ...... , That's the ......!" Wang Pu told Ning Hao's situation one by one, anyway, he made an excuse to modify it indiscriminately, and finally said: "Teacher Ma Ang, you see, our Second Young Martial Arts Academy, I don't know how many years we haven't had a graduate from the seventh layer of the foundation, as long as you join our academy, represent our academy, and participate in the Chinese martial arts exam, you will definitely get an excellent ranking ......!"

"Okay! Just bring him here. Ma Ang unexpectedly agreed: "But there is one condition, he must be in the top three, otherwise, your training class will never be held in our academy again." ”

"The top three? No problem. Hearing this, Wang Pu said confidently.

"It seems that you are very confident!" Ma Ang glanced at Wang Pu and said, "Such a genius will be cultivated by you?"

"Hey, he......y, hey, hey!" Wang Pu smiled without saying a word, looking mysterious.

Someone is going to ask, didn't Ning Hao build the sixth layer of the foundation? How did he build the seventh layer of the foundation, it was very simple, Ning Hao had broken through again in the past two days, and Ning Hao had already learned, no! It should be said that the cultivation had become the kung fu he handed over to Ning Hao, so that he felt that there was at least a chance to win the first place in the fifth layer, at least seventy percent of the top three were sure, and the top ten could be said to be stable......

"Is it more powerful than that Zhang Hongxue, Nangong Shaohua?" the young man couldn't help but interject and asked.

"Much better than them. ”

"But I've heard that they've all built eight layers of foundations. ”

"Building the eighth floor, is it impossible!?"

"Hey, hey, you're talking about it!"

"Why don't you be in the top five?"

"There's no bargaining, let's get out!"

"Uh......!"

"And take your stuff away! Don't you know my rules?"

"This is what my mother asked me to bring to my uncle, not me. ”

"Say it early, let's eat here today. ”

"Thank you, uncle. ”

"Uncle, this kid is your secret weapon, right?"

"Yes, it's up to him for the next year!"

"That's right, the sixth layer of the foundation is at the peak, right? At least seven next year, right?"

"I'm going to cultivate to the eighth layer!"

"Cow!"

......

Ning Hao was half-naked, standing in front of a large stone more than a meter high, taking a deep breath, placing his hands flat in front of him, slowly shaking his hands, stirring out, and a trace of silver shimmer light swirled and gathered in Ning Hao's hands.

After almost a month of cultivation, Ning Hao's body is no longer as weak as before, his muscles are not as developed as adults, and his lines are very soft.

"Whew!" Ning Hao's eyes suddenly burst out, his fists shook violently, he suddenly stepped forward and took a step, and his palm slammed out, and the moment the palm bombarded with a silver fan-sized palm print, it roared out, and finally hit the boulder with a heavy palm.

"Boom!", and the stone more than one meter large was directly shattered, and countless fragments of mountain stones flew in all directions.

"Great, the broken silver palm has finally successfully cultivated the second stage, and now I will go down to take the exam, and I will have the kung fu to press the bottom of the box. Ning Hao looked at his palm and muttered with satisfaction.

The broken silver palm is the palm technique passed on by Wang Pu to Ning Hao, this is the secret of the dean of the Shaowu Academy, it is said that it is already one of the best martial arts in the foundation building stage, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate, in addition to cultivating to the sixth layer, it must also be strong, and the toughness is far beyond that of ordinary martial artists, and it is very demanding to meet the cultivation conditions.

And Ning Hao is the right person, and the cultivation speed is far beyond Wang Pu's imagination, it only took two days to successfully cultivate the first layer, mainly because the cultivation of this broken silver palm is constantly filled with blood and gas with the palm, hitting the pig iron, if it reaches the silver color, it will be cultivated, it is said that the cultivation is complete, the entire palm is silver metal, Ning Hao can reach the second layer in such a short time, it makes Wang Pu surprised enough.

"Boss, boss, I succeeded! I succeeded!" Li Shanqiang shouted happily to Ning Hao as he ran.

"What succeeded??" Ning Hao was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Shanqiang strangely and asked.

"I have successfully broken through to the sixth layer of the foundation!" Li Shanqiang said to Ning Hao excitedly.

"You've built the sixth layer of the foundation!?Great! You're going to leave for the exam tomorrow, and you've broken through at this time, it's really good news!" Ning Hao exclaimed happily when he heard this.

"What!?Sanwa has reached the sixth floor of the foundation?" Many Jin and Xu Fugui seemed to hear it, and ran from a distance to shout.

"You guy, you actually cultivate faster than me!" Xu Fugui said jealously.

"Yes! Now the No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Academy is stable! Maybe you can even enter the key class. Many Jin also said enviously.

"Hahaha! I have the boss to teach me the exercises!" Li Shanqiang looked at Ning Hao gratefully and said.

"Haha! What is this? Not only do we have to be admitted to the Chinese Martial Arts Academy together, but we also want to make a name for ourselves together in the future!" Ning Hao's domineering aura erupted, and he exclaimed arrogantly.

"Yes, we want to make a name for ourselves all over the world!" Xu Fugui and the others shouted.

......

Early in the morning, at the gate of the First Shaowu Academy, many parents dragged their families to send their children to the graduating class, and gave instructions to let the children work hard and cheer up, and not to have pressure to play at all.

Li Shanqiang, Xu Fugui, and many gold, are the same, and they are pulled aside by their parents to explain something.

"The first middle school martial arts academy in the county, I must take the first. Ning Hao stood at the door, making up his mind to say secretly.