Nanshui Town.

In a courtyard not far from the back mountain outside the town's second Shaowu Academy.

The morning sun is rising, the cold wind is howling, and the yellowing leaves are scattered from the trees from time to time.

One by one, wearing the white practice uniforms of the college, a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers and girls, with a black iron dumbbell in both hands and one hand, and thick black iron blocks tied to their limbs, walked and squatted, their bodies were trembling, they were all gritting their teeth and persevering, controlling their breathing and pulling qi and blood to run.

"People who practice martial arts, practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, but the weather in early winter, you can't stand it?

A middle-aged short-haired uncle wearing a vest naked, with muscles like undulating hills, and a hideous face, scolded loudly, like a loudspeaker, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

"Poof!" a short and fat teenager suddenly snorted, and finally couldn't hold on, and sat on the ground with his butt, gasping for breath, and exhaled, "I...... I can't hold on anymore, there's still a month to go before the exam, and it's impossible for me to break through to the fifth layer of the foundation..."

The words are not falling.

The middle-aged uncle's devilish smile appeared in front of him, and he said like a demon: "Xu Fugui, your family spent 10,000 silver to train you, but it is not for you to enjoy the blessings." "Anyway, lift up your feet and kick that wealth.

"Teacher, spare your life. Xu Fugui exclaimed, grabbed the dumbbell with a rolling belt, and walked down half-squatting, not daring to slack off.

"You listen to me, your parents save money to send you guys who have no interest, no qualifications, and no perseverance to me to train the fifth layer of the foundation building, but it's not for you to play, who dares to drop the chain and break the name of Lao Tzu's devil rushing to the gate, Lao Tzu will kill me first and then say, for a month, I will give me the fifth layer of the foundation building a month, otherwise I will be a civilian obediently for Lao Tzu and go home to farm!"

The middle-aged uncle continued to roar, his eyes glancing behind the standing crowd, and frowning slightly.

At the end of the crowd, the only one who did not wear the uniform of his training class, wearing a camisole full of patches, but the body was 108,000 miles away from him, loose and drooping, with yellow muscles and thin and delicate face, no blood, messy hair, snot, tears and saliva, his body was constantly trembling, his facial features were almost twisted together, his limbs were as thin as skeleton sticks, he couldn't see any muscles, he was holding two big stones in his hands, his hands and feet were tied to sandbags, and he was also standing in Ma Bu, struggling to control his breathing, Ma Bu's movements were completely deformed, and he almost fell to his knees, and the people around him were far away from him。

The middle-aged uncle shook his head and continued to roar.

"You waste materials, stunned, hold on to Lao Tzu, survive this winter, and the fifth layer of the foundation is just around the corner! Become a warrior or be a farmer for a lifetime, it depends on your perseverance. ”

That's right.

This martial arts cultivated by everyone, the world where force is supreme, if you can't become a martial artist admired by thousands of people, you can only become a farmer and trader who farms the land.

The benefits of becoming a martial artist are innumerable, first of all, the body is healthier than ordinary people, less diseased, and live longer, high-level martial artists can even live hundreds of years, who doesn't want to live a little longer? Second, in this world full of terrible monsters and demons, the strong are respected, I don't want to be bullied by others, and I don't want to be bullied, and third, to become a martial artist is to become the foundation of a strong party, and money and fame have touched it.

Even the most ordinary peasants also practice martial arts, and with force, they can work much faster and do farm work, but they are only sent to death for the demon beasts and demons.

The academy system is the easiest way for ordinary people to learn martial arts, and any child who has reached a certain age from a young age has to go to the academy, and the academy also teaches the study of literature and characters, but it is mainly to guide the cultivation of basic martial arts.

The college is divided into three age grades: the Shaowu class, the Zhongwu class, and the Dawu class.

The Shaowu class is a class under the age of thirteen and over the age of seven, and the Zhongwu class is the class above the age of thirteen and under the age of eighteen.

The county's No. 1 Zhongwu College is the best Zhongwu College in Nantong County.

These students are all students of the primary school graduation class of the second junior martial arts academy in the town, to be precise, they are the quasi-graduates of the second junior martial arts academy in the town who want to be admitted to the first middle martial arts academy in the county, and these students are quite good in qualifications, but the minimum cultivation of the first middle martial arts academy in the county is the fourth layer of the foundation.

The fifth layer of the foundation is the safest way to pass the assessment and be admitted to the college, and the fourth layer of the foundation can only spend tens of thousands of silver taels to buy a degree to go to school, and it also has to pass the assessment.

The middle-aged uncle is named Wang Pu, known as the first person to build the foundation in Nanshui Town, he is an excellent training master, opened a training impact class, and recruits students of appropriate age every year for training sprints, in his training system, after training, there are quite a few students who have successfully entered the fifth layer of the foundation, even if they are not able to enter the fifth layer, it is also the peak of the fourth layer, and the success rate of going to the first middle martial arts academy in the county is quite high, but the tuition fee is not cheap, it costs 10,000 silver a month, which is equivalent to the income of a rich peasant family for a year.

However, for the sake of their children's future, and in order to prevent their children from becoming farmers and traders like themselves, many families still save money and send their children to Wangpu for short-term cultivation.

Of course, there are also long-term classes, but the tuition is too expensive, and those who can afford to spend so much silver taels are quite powerful families and families, and they don't need Wang Pu training, they have the ability to train their own children, and no one attends them at all, so they have changed to short-term sprint classes.

And that snotty-faced and skinny kid didn't spend money to learn, this kid mixed in with a dead face, and those who practiced with his course did not belong to his students.

This kid's name is Ning Hao, a left-behind child who can't afford to go to the second young martial arts academy in the town, it is said that his parents are martial artists with a certain degree of cultivation, in order to practice martial arts or what's going on, he left Ning Hao with his grandfather since he was a child, and at first he studied at the second young martial arts academy in the town for a few years, and the good times didn't last long, when Ning Hao was ten years old, Ning Hao's grandfather was injured by a demon beast that broke into the town, and he ran out of family property and was not cured, more than two years ago, he died.

Ning Hao's family was originally an outsider, there were no other relatives in the town, and his grandfather's strange temper offended many people, only some neighbors took pity on this kid, and he usually gave him some food and drink, and it was not easy to live.

Wang Pu's face is fierce and vicious, in fact, he is kind-hearted, he has driven this Ning Hao several times, but the next day he came cheekily, and he couldn't bear to fight, so he had to turn a blind eye.

Ning Hao is more diligent in cultivation than anyone else, he has been in the training sprint class for so long, and he has never seen a student with such great perseverance, but it is not just perseverance that builds a foundation to cultivate martial arts.

Poor and rich in martial arts, if you want to practice martial arts, especially in the foundation building stage, you need a lot of nutrition and medicinal materials to exercise your body, and you need to consume a lot of financial resources to be able to advance by leaps and bounds all the way to build the foundation.

Wang Pu quietly checked Ning Hao's physique, and he didn't know what the reason was, Ning Hao's blood and qi were very corrupt, much worse than ordinary healthy students, such a physique, even if he was a child of a rich family, with a large number of foundation-building medicinal materials and nutritional supplements, it was difficult to cultivate martial arts, he could only save his life, and it would be a miracle to survive until now.

It is said that Ning Hao was still a little genius before, and when he was ten years old, he was already the fourth layer of the foundation, and not only did he not improve over the years, but he regressed a lot.

I guess it has something to do with this physique.

If this is not the case, with Ning Hao's perseverance, even if there is no charge, he will also guide one or two, but it is a pity that the creation makes people, and only Ning Hao can practice blindly.

Half an hour passed.

"Rest for a quarter of an hour!" Wang Pu saw that everyone had reached the limit, sweat soaked through their clothes, and there was a trace of black liquid in the sweat, which was the impurities that were discharged from the foundation building and effect, and announced and roared.

"Oh!" the students roared and cheered excitedly, dropped the dumbbells in their hands one by one, and smashed down a lot of ground, this black iron dumbbell is fifty pounds, two are one hundred pounds, plus the iron of the limbs, the weight of the whole body is almost two hundred pounds, enough to choke.

The crowd sat on the ground, one panting.

"Hmph! Wang Pu snorted coldly, scolded, and glanced at Ning Hao, Ning Hao was still insisting, and did not rest, his posture was much better than before, and he sighed in his heart, he cultivated all the way, and forced to reach the limit, so that he had a greater possibility to break through the physical limit, these students' family conditions are not bad, he can force this to this, he has done his best, but compared with Ning Hao......

It's a pity that Ning Hao's physique thought so in his heart and scolded: "If you had the perseverance of this kid, you would have reached the fifth layer of the foundation building a long time ago!"

This king shop has just left.

Xu Fugui lay on the ground panting, and muttered: "Damn, Lao Tzu's family has money, and the county No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Academy doesn't go if you want to, it's all because of Dad." ”

"Xu Fugui, even if your father spends money to let you go to the county's No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Academy, with your cultivation, can you pass the exam every quarter?" said a burly swarthy young man next to him disdainfully.

"Hey, who said no, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have come to this king and devil to cultivate, it's only been seven days, and I've lost more than a dozen pounds. Xu Fugui said dejectedly.

The martial arts academy adopts an elimination system, even if you spend money to get in, there will be an assessment every quarter, and the students who fail will be kicked out of the academy, so no matter whether you have money or not, you still have to have enough strength.

Xu Fugui cursed for a while, and when he saw Ning Hao, who was still holding on in the distance, he suddenly got up and scolded with a grin: "This poor ghost waste, what kind of perseverance? Fart!" While scolding, he strode towards Ning Hao.

"Xu Fugui is here again. The students looked at Ning Hao playfully.

"Poor ghost waste!, but you have held on for a long time!" Xu Fugui walked to Ning Hao's side, scolded, raised his foot and kicked at Ning Hao and said, "Xu Ye will help you refine the foundation!"

Xu Fugui was already a fourth-layer cultivator of the foundation, and he already had the strength of four hundred catties, and this kick passed, like a heavy hammer, and kicked Ning Hao out with the stone.

"Ahh

"You waste, Xu Ye warned you, if you appear here again, Lao Tzu will beat you once when he sees you!" Xu Fugui chased after him, kicked Ning Hao is fiercely, and scolded and roared angrily while beating: "We all spent money, you poor ghost waste is here to hinder the eyes, hindering Xu Ye's cultivation, perseverance is worth a fart, you are so persevering, why can't you go to heaven? ”

The fists and feet smashed on Ning Hao's body like raindrops, and Ning Hao did not resist, nor did he ask for help, nor did he scream, curled and hugged his body, and let Xu Fugui punch and kick.

"Well done!

"Hahaha! Perseverance is worth a fart?"

"Kill this poor shit!"

"This poor ghost deserves to be compared to us?"

The students are already accustomed to this scene, not only did no one stop them, but they cheered and cursed, this Ning Hao, the king devil is good to this guy, and he beats and scolds them, plus Ning Hao came here to practice without giving money, which has long made everyone unaccustomed to this guy.

Suddenly.

"Ah!!" Xu Fugui screamed like a pig.

"What's wrong?" everyone was stunned and looked over.