Xianlin Avenue.

Haiyou mobile phone repair center.

A staff member in a blue vest held Qin Ming's mobile phone, rubbed his fingers twice, and checked it again and again for a while.

"Classmate, this is broken when it falls to the ground? Fortunately, the inner screen is not broken, just replace the outer screen, and the cost is about one hundred and sixteen. ”

Hear the words.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

He forgot to buy broken screen insurance at the beginning, and he couldn't buy it if he wanted to...... Just now I took the mobile phone with the broken screen and called the official after-sales hotline, on the one hand, to verify whether the mobile phone can be used normally, and then to ask about the price of changing the screen.

The official after-sales service does not repair the screen, but only provides the service of replacing the screen, and the price is 700 Chinese dollars.

And in this repair shop, it only takes one hundred and six to replace the outer screen.

"Classmate, can you change it?" asked the staff.

"Change. ”

Qin Ming nodded, sat down and waited patiently. Just over ten minutes later, the staff handed him the repaired mobile phone, just looking at the screen, it looked brand new, and there was no loss in one hundred and six flowers.

Picking up the phone, completing the payment, he left the repair shop.

Along the way, head south along Xianlin Avenue.

The sidewalks are very green on both sides, and the autumn is still green in October, the air is fresh, and a few children ride fancy bicycles, followed by the elderly Tiantuan.

"It's getting better and better. ”

"My back is not sore, my legs are not painful, and I can participate in a marathon with my grandson. The old group burst into laughter and jokes, and one of the grandmothers twisted her waist: "Yesterday I played with my granddaughter's hula hoop all afternoon!"

Qin Ming looked sideways, stunned, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Soon it was adjusted again.

He secretly said in his heart: "The speed at which the body adapts to the strength is too slow, I will ask Zhu Hongxu if their interview is over, the Liu's martial arts training class, there is a martial artist to guide me, it should be able to solve my small problem." "One carelessly, smashing the mobile phone screen, made Qin Ming no longer hesitate.

Qin Ming originally didn't plan to sign up for the Liu Clan's martial arts training class immediately.

He wanted to wait and see.

What if a martial saint came forward to open a similar special training class for martial arts.

But the strange thing is that the martial saints are unusually low-key, and there are not one or two, it seems that only the talk shows of "Xi Wu Youcheng" and "Wu Yun Style" can see the figure of the martial saint.

On social platforms, on news reports, there is very little information about the Martial Saint.

"That's already an otherworldly figure. ”

"The dragon doesn't live with the snake, the phoenix doesn't dance with the chicken, I'm really too greedy...... The martial saints of the third realm of martial arts evolution are comparable to A-level evolutionists, and in terms of identity and status, I am afraid that they are no less than those well-known entrepreneurs, and the first national college students' martial arts competition cannot attract the attention of the martial saints. ”

Qin Ming pondered as he walked.

He has a pure strength of 435KG, and he is about to have the strength of a great warrior, and he is sure to enter the finals.

But in the eyes of the Martial Saint, it is like a child fighting with each other, there is no point to see, no meaning, what if you don't accept disciples? At the beginning of the aura era, the Martial Saint stood at the pinnacle of the road of evolution, looking at the mountains and hundreds of millions of people, like a king on top.

Of course, the king is an exaggeration, and the Martial Saint has no military role at present.

Flesh and blood are inferior to technological weapons after all.

Qin Ming raised his head, looked at the traffic light, crossed the street and looked down at his mobile phone, an article titled "Is there still a way for the evolution after the martial saint" was at the end of the hot search list, he clicked in and took a look.

"There are two pursuits of the Martial Saint!"

"One is to open up the road of martial arts, march to a higher realm, and pursue the sublimation of flesh and blood...... The second is cultivation, as well as the seven Qi Refiners! According to the guidance materials for cultivation and martial arts, martial saints can also practice, and the two paths can be considered to go hand in hand, as for which is stronger or weaker between martial saints and qi refiners, to a certain extent, it is a comparison of cultivation and martial arts, and through personal victory and defeat, we can judge which path is more hopeful and more suitable for us. ”

"It's well known. ”

"There is only one Qi Refining Master Mr. Zhong. ”

"We can't measure the Qi Refiner stage by Mr. Zhong's standards...... The jade of other mountains can attack jade, and the martial saint refiners learn from each other, not in the strength of victory or defeat, but in the bypass, learn from each other, support each other, and achieve a win-win situation for both parties. ”

Unconsciously, Qin Ming stopped and sat on the sidewalk bench.

Behind him was a small park, with many trees, birds circling, a few white-haired old men pressing their legs, and an old-fashioned radio playing songs.

He scrolled down his fingertips and turned the page - this article continued to explore the benefits of the cooperation between the Martial Saint and the Qi Refiner, sprinkled thousands of words, analyzed and presented evidence, as if starting from the perspective of a Martial Saint, which was very incisive.

"God pity ......"

"I haven't even reached the realm of a great martial artist, and I was fascinated by it...... Qin Ming remembered that those who sprinkled dog food and showed affection on the Internet were all a group of single dogs applauding.

and the phenomenon of 'rich people on the Internet'.

Due to the explosion of information on the Internet, the communication distance has been shortened. In the past, I could only see the rich people in the village, but with the help of the Internet, I can see all over the world, all over the country, and it seems that there are no billions of dollars...... Qin Ming smiled dumbly, he had been staring at the Martial Saint and Qi Refiner, but he had forgotten his location, and he was still 108,000 miles away from that level.

"The road is underfoot. ”

He lowered his head and landed on his feet, feeling a sense of steadiness.

The first realm of martial arts practice, and how to complete the cultivation of the first level of cultivation, this is what needs to be considered at this stage.

Qin Ming glanced at the system interface.

Current Status: Mortal

Basic Meditation: 65 ‱

Strength: 87 ‱

Constitution: To be activated

Thinking: 113 ‱

Potential: 9

These days, the strength attribute continues to increase, Qin Ming flipped out the first to eighth issues of "Cultivation Focus" and read it carefully, harvesting seven potential points, plus the remaining two points, it is now nine points.

He was in a good mood and subconsciously got up, but his legs seemed to have tripped over something.

Staggered a few steps forward.

The right foot was forced, and he quickly retracted it, shaking it twice to stabilize his body.

"What's that?"

As if he had kicked the iron plate, his toes hurt, and Qin Ming looked at it with a puzzled expression.

Underneath the sidewalk benches, it is extremely flat, with only a few small grasses swaying in the wind.

Look at it again.

There was a cigarette case in the middle of him and the bench.

From Qin Ming's point of view, he could see that the cigarette case was empty, and it did not have the weight to trip pedestrians and the hardness to hurt toes.

"Who threw this cigarette box ......"

"Not yet......

Qin Ming didn't think too much about it, he simply felt that it was uncivilized and impolite to throw things everywhere, and the sidewalks were neat and clean, which was the result of the hard work of the sanitation workers, so he was ready to go up and pick up the cigarette case.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, a little spark flickered, and something tripped again.

Boom!

The whole person took off and fell to the ground.

In Qin Ming's field of vision, there was a vague scene left from the previous second, as if a sparkling cigarette butt broke through the air, and with a whoosh, it hit his right leg.

"Wait......"

Qin Ming was completely confused and shocked, and he hadn't cleared his thoughts yet.

A pair of black cloth shoes came into view, and an old man in a black coat squatted down: "How did you do it?"

Qin Ming:(°ー°〃)

My mind was blank, my heart was a mess, and a thought popped up in a trance: I have met a master hidden in the folk?

Cigarette butts and cigarette cases he threw ......

Must be a powerful martial artist......

And out of sight, how high is it to throw a cigarette butt and knock yourself away, I'm afraid that picking leaves and shooting them can cut your throat.

The next moment.

I only heard a hoarse voice in my ears, low but deafening: "You have empty strength, your physical fitness has not kept up, you are like brittle paper, and your spiritual energy is less than one percent, it is useless, how can you achieve strength close to that of a great martial artist?"

Qin Ming's heart was beating faster and he became nervous.

He imagined that he was mentally prepared for how to deal with a similar situation. But when it really comes to this moment, it is inevitable to be apprehensive and uneasy.

He stood up from the ground: "Littering cigarette butts will affect the appearance of the city." ”

The old man in the black coat said in an indifferent voice: "Martial arts are killing techniques, and there is no room for humiliation. His eyes were cold, as if he was full of highly suppressed tyranny, and the next moment he was about to burst out.

This man......

The ...... of the online platform

There seems to be something wrong with the brain circuits......

Qin Ming was not afraid, grinned, raised his left hand and pointed at the camera on the street: "Old man, that's all-day electronic monitoring equipment, and there are traffic police standing guard over there, please take out the registration number certified by the martial artist, otherwise I will call the police immediately, this is a threat to personal safety, with the intention of blocking the road and robbing the road, do you want to wear a shiny silver bracelet?"

A cold wind blew.

A few withered, yellowing leaves fell.

The old man in the black coat stared straight at Qin Ming and fell silent.

"Hahaha!"

"I just scared you, don't take it to heart...... Young man, don't call the police yet, let's have something to say, you see, I'm a skinny, weak, struggling old man, leaking when he speaks, and having difficulty breathing, can take you to the ground, and you have to dial 110, not to not. The old man in the black coat showed a new set of white teeth.