Aoyun Martial Mansion, located in the national capital of Aoyun City, is the most famous high-level martial arts mansion in the Aoyun Kingdom.

Children from all over the world flock to it, even if it is the children of some princes and nobles, they will also study in Aoyun Wufu, and the total number of students exceeds 100,000.

Among them, the martial arts academy is the most prosperous, and the cultivation years are divided into beginner, intermediate, and high-level, each of which is a three-year system.

The beginner and intermediate classes are just gone.

The senior class is full of outstanding people, with about 300 people in the past session, and the total number is not more than 1,000, which is the foundation of the martial arts.

Qualified to use many cultivation auxiliary facilities and venues in the martial arts, to practice superior exercises and martial arts, there are often instructors to lead the actual combat training, participate in life and death fighting, precipitation and cultivation, targeted teaching and training, and there will be various trial tasks, after completing the task, you can get corresponding rewards, or accumulate contributions, exchange rare resources and treasures from the martial arts, and even the outstanding ones have not yet graduated, they have been knighted.

At the beginning of autumn, it coincided with the glorious graduation of the students of the senior class, and the students of the intermediate class took the martial arts examination seven days later to decide whether they could be promoted to the advanced class.

All students take vacations and take regular martial arts examinations.

Handsome men and women, teenagers and girls of all ages flocked to the outside of the hospital, talking and laughing.

The Xiwu Hall of the 27th Intermediate Class became empty with the departure of more than 200 students.

In the corner, there was an emaciated young man who had already been soaked with clothes, and he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

is holding an iron real wooden long stick, splitting and sweeping the dots, and hitting the alchemy stake unkemptly, the stake trembles endlessly.

The stick is quickly released, and there is no delay in the change of moves, and it is obvious that the basic stick technique has been practiced to enter the room.

The emaciated young man's name is Lin Heng, he has just been promoted to the intermediate class and has broken through to the fourfold of metamorphosis - refining blood and quenching the marrow, and the martial arts qualification is also in the middle and upper reaches of the entire martial arts, and he is very diligent, if nothing goes wrong, he is expected to be promoted to the advanced class, who knows that something really went wrong, in the past three years of the intermediate class, no matter how he cultivates, his cultivation has not grown in life and death, but his qi and blood have become a lot weaker, and even people have become emaciated.

There is a bottleneck between the fourfold and the fifth, and too many martial disciples are stuck, but they will not stagnate when they first enter the quadruple.

This matter aroused the doubts of the hospital, and in the end it could not find the reason, which could only be attributed to physical problems and congenital deficiencies.

According to the situation of the previous martial arts examination, he took the cultivation of the first fourfold transformation, not to say that he was promoted to the advanced class, that is, he could not pass the first level of the martial arts examination, and he couldn't even get an 'ordinary' evaluation on the graduation document, and it would be much more difficult than the students of the same level to find an errand in the future, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had practiced martial arts in the martial arts for six years.

Intermediate classes are not allowed to stay on the next level, and after three years of study, they will either be promoted to the upper level or graduate.

And seven days later, it will be the martial arts examination.

Not far from him, there was a man and a woman, twenty-six or seventeen years old, who were the teachers of this class.

The woman was wearing a white loose samurai uniform, with a slender figure, a quiet appearance, and a very plain dress, she withdrew her gaze from Lin Heng's figure, shook her head, sighed helplessly, picked up her backpack and left, the students in the class practiced hard, she was pleased, but she couldn't help Lin Heng's situation.

Another man was ordinary-looking, tall, with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, and he said in a boring manner, "Stopped" Seeing Lin Heng stop the long stick, he said, "Lin Heng, you are going to take the martial arts exam, you can't even pass the first level, and it is embarrassing to go, I will think of helping you get your graduation papers down and get an ordinary evaluation"

When he saw Lin Heng, he felt bored.

The results of the martial arts examination of the whole class are considered by the instructor's teaching ability, and if the results are outstanding, he will hope to teach in the advanced class, and the treatment at that time will be doubled.

Moreover, there will be hundreds of thousands of people to watch the martial arts examination on that day, there is no shortage of nobles and even royal family bigwigs, and there will be students who can't even pass the first level of the martial arts examination.

If it's not for others, hum!

"Instructor Jin, I still want to try, you, just persuade me" Lin Heng didn't look back, and after speaking, the long stick in his hand danced again.

"Hmph," Teacher Jin looked annoyed, "Hello, do it yourself"

After he left, Lin Heng was the only one left in the Xiwu Hall.

It was deserted, and the sound of fluffy blows echoed repeatedly.

When the sky was dark, and the strength of his body had been exhausted, Lin Heng sat on the ground, his hands and legs trembling uncontrollably, his expression was very calm, he had spent three years like this, he had adapted to it, he took out four meatloaf from his backpack, and while eating, he pondered the shortcomings of the stick technique.

After the meatloaf was eaten, his strength had slowed down a bit, and his hands and legs had returned to stability, he picked up a bow and arrow and practiced archery.

Standing shooting, squatting, reflexive, jumping, rushing......

Arrows and arrows are all targets, eyes to the eye, arrows to the ground, and basic archery skills are also in the room.

After the strength was squeezed clean again, he took out the only remaining pill from the rucksack.

The pill is jujube red, it is the blood marrow pill, which is very good for the martial disciples of the four layers of transformation, the more tired the body, the easier it is to exert the medicinal power, it can nourish the blood marrow, and can relieve fatigue and repair the hidden diseases caused by excessive cultivation, but in order to reduce the cost, there is a lack of precious medicinal materials, the taste is extremely sour, and it is the lowest grade blood marrow pill.

Naturally, there will be better pills, but he can't afford to consume them.

Lin Heng originally had a wealthy family, otherwise how could he enter the Aoyun Academy, his father was a seven-fold martial artist, only by his own hard work, he built a twenty-acre mansion in the national capital, but his mother died early, and his father had no time to take care of him outside all the year round, so he connected a distant relative in the countryside into the city, one was to help take care of the young Lin Heng, and then to take care of the family business, but four years ago, his father went out and there was no news, three years ago, somehow he was determined to have died.

Within a few days after that, his distant relative cut off his cultivation resources in order to save a lot of money.

Immediately after, he was blasted out of the house.

When such a thing happened in the dignified capital, he had no way to ask for help, but he could only hate it secretly.

Because of everyone's wealth, somehow it was transferred to the other party's name.

Later, Lin Heng learned that this distant relative dared to do this, because he hugged the thigh of a powerful person.

If it weren't for the tuition fees of the Martial Arts Mansion for three years, and the room and board were free, how could he still practice martial arts here.

The Blood Marrow Pill he is taking now is earned by himself, and he can barely afford it.

"There are only seven days left, hold on, if you can't pass it, you will wrap the rolling ball" After chewing and swallowing into his stomach, Lin Heng lay flat on the wooden floor, looking at the dazzling lights on the high ceiling.

He once set his goal at the fourth level of the martial arts exam, and after that, he could be promoted to the advanced class.

The cultivation of the Mortal Realm is divided into nine layers - muscles, flesh and skin, bones, viscera, blood marrow, qi, liquid, pill, spirit, and Tibet.

If there are sufficient resources, exercises, diligence, guidance, etc., it is not difficult to cultivate the first fourfold, but it is difficult to reach the bottleneck of the fourfold to fivefold, which is the first watershed.

The five-fold metamorphosis has a strong force, called a martial artist, and it is possible to pass the fourth level only when you enter the fivefold for the first time.

After the accident at home, he set his goal as the fifth level, and if he passed, he could be exempted from high tuition.

There are a total of seven levels in the martial arts examination, you can be promoted to the advanced class after passing four levels, free tuition after passing five levels, and after passing six levels, you can choose a Heavenly Martial Arts of the Mortal Realm, and after passing the seven levels, you can choose a Heavenly Rank Martial Arts of the Mortal Realm, and the rewards can be stacked, especially the rewards of the six or seven levels, even the members of the royal family can't ask for it, but the six or seven levels, if you are not strong, you can pass, and in the last ten years, only one person has passed the sixth level.

Now it seems, hehe, the so-called goal is pure wishful thinking, and the first level is sad.

In this case, Lin Heng can only persevere to the end and squeeze out more time to cultivate, reflect and summarize.

According to the past, after taking the Blood Marrow Pill, he would continue to practice the exercise "Lang Quenching Treasure Body" until midnight, he was really tired, and then went back to the dormitory to rest, but not tonight, he needed to recover some strength and go out to earn some money.

"Huh?" Lin Heng, who was pondering the stick technique, sat up with a suspicious expression.

The sweat-soaked clothes were cold on the body, and somehow, the body gradually warmed up.

Grasping the body very carefully, Lin Heng was sure that this must be unusual, the Blood Marrow Pill did not have such great medicinal power.

The feeling of warmth became stronger and stronger, and soon, the body was already flushed, as if the qi and blood were surging and boiling during cultivation, and in the end, the soaked clothes actually steamed, and the skin around the body was completely red.

Lin Heng didn't panic, because he didn't feel unbearable, but he was particularly comfortable.

Soothe the body, empty the mind, and the feeling of warmth becomes more and more intense.

After about a meal, the flushing of the skin gradually subsided, and it didn't take long for it to return to normal.

The wet clothes on his body had been steamed dry.

"A good thing, it must be a good thing"

Lin Heng stood up and moved his fists and feet to find changes.

Immediately cultivated the "Langquing Treasure Body", one move and one style coherent and powerful, accompanied by the tense and stretching of the muscles, the trembling and clear sound of the bones, or long or short and heavy and other different rhythms of the breath, the blood around the body is like a river surging and rushing, like a big wave sweeping sand, and the sound of squandering is heard.

When refining blood and quenching marrow, it can also quench and purify the muscles, flesh, skin, bones, and viscera.

After three years of cultivation, he has long been handy in mastering the exercises.

Lang Tao three times, Lin Heng stood up, and the churning qi and blood gradually calmed down.

"Seems to be making some progress"

"Don't worry, when you earn money, go buy a few medium-grade blood marrow pills and try again, you should be able to find out" Pacing repeatedly, Lin Heng couldn't hide his nervousness.

Take a deep breath, calm down, and then lie on the ground to regain your strength, while your mind keeps spinning.

Late at night, the fatigue and soreness of his body disappeared a lot, so he got up and changed into a tight-fitting black samurai suit, turned off the lights, and left the martial arts mansion with his backpack.

The sky is dark, the rain is dripping, and the lights are bright everywhere, and it is full of prosperity.

Lin Heng walked briskly through the streets and alleys, passed through the aristocratic district, and came to the civilian area.

It was a blacksmith shop, and from the outside it looked uneventful, with the lacquer of the wooden plaques peeling off and the doors closed and closed.

Seeing that there was no one around, he took out an iron mask from his rucksack and put it on his face.

The style of the mask is quite hideous, covering the bridge of the nose, which can prevent the nose bone from being hit hard, and can hide the true appearance, familiar to the side door of the blacksmith shop, after a rhythmic knock, a strong man in his thirties opened the door and poked his head out, saw the person outside the door, and said with a smile, "Double stick boy, your odds are two today, it's okay, come in"

Lin Heng hummed lightly and followed the strong man through the corridor.

The hallway was quiet, but when you pushed open another door, the loud noise could knock you over.

In a poorly decorated hall, there must be three or four hundred people around a ring, the ring is three feet long and wide, and there are two warriors fighting.

This is a small arena, because there is no formal paperwork, it belongs to the underground, and it cannot be put on the table.

Lin Heng is a free competition martial artist here, not long after he was kicked out of his house, he relied on this trip to make some money, and he came to fight once every ten days and a half months, so as to meet his cultivation needs, earn more and earn less depending on the odds, and bear his own life and death and disability.