Syllable!

Suddenly, Yao Tianci's eldest brother, the handsome young man Yao Tianze, walked out and slapped his younger brother Yao Tianci in the face.

"Adult, the younger brother is ignorant, and he is good at advocating and slandering his classmates, and if the student takes him home, he must be grounded and strictly disciplined." Yao Tianze said in a deep voice.

Yao Tianci looked at his eldest brother in disbelief, if he didn't help, he was still in a hurry to clear up the relationship?

Your brother is too incompetent, isn't he?!

"Classmate Xing Meng, I apologize for you on behalf of my younger brother, and please let me bear with you, don't blame him."

Xing Meng raised his eyebrows slightly, this Yao Tianci's eldest brother is a character, and when he is decided, he will be judged to avoid Yao Tianci's mistakes from spreading to the entire Yao family.

However, Yao Tianci harassed him again and again, and if he was still indifferent, others would think that he was easy to bully, which was not conducive to the spread of his reputation.

"Get out!"

Xing Meng shouted.

Fighting flies is the right way, and there is nothing to say about flies.

Yao Tianze's eyes were cold, his face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and dragged Yao Tianci out of Chaotian Pavilion.

After this episode, the Hanjiang Poetry Club continued, but with Xing Mengzhuyu in front, others were embarrassed to read their works.

It was not until the end of the afternoon that the poetry meeting was over, and after the dinner, it was not over.

There were also many women in the boudoir who were guarding the Chaotian Pavilion, and they couldn't help but be moved when they saw Xing Meng's outstanding style and tall figure.

So, when Xing Meng was about to leave Chaotian Pavilion, several maids were sent over by the young lady at home and handed Xing Meng small colored notes.

You don't have to look to know what it is. Xing Meng is also funny, he didn't expect that there would be a lot of peach blossoms in this life, and these women are not as shy as they imagined, and no one feels strange about the behavior of handing love letters, and the atmosphere is not as feudal as he imagined.

Xing Meng thanked them one by one for their kindness, and then said goodbye to Li County, Zhao Shangru and other seniors and many students of the same generation, and returned with the reward of the first prize of the poetry club.

"Look at how much fame is worth!" As soon as he returned, Xing Meng couldn't wait to summon the fame conversion panel.

167！

Xing Meng was surprised, and immediately understood.

In the past, there were few people in the school, and they were all classmates, so the spread effect was naturally low, and the fame value generated was correspondingly less.

And now it is the Hanjiang Poetry Club, which is a county event, and the participants are all heavyweights in the county, and even the county order has arrived, so the level naturally cannot be compared.

Moreover, "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is known as a famous sentence maker, and many words and sentences in it are widely circulated, so it is not surprising that it has reached this fame value.

Even, as Xing Meng's fame increases, these works will continue to play a role, as long as someone reads it, someone recites it, and someone spreads it, the fame will continue to flow in.

Panel display.

The military battle fist has reached the third layer of shocking bones.

The hammer is now the second layer of stone skin.

Xing Meng chose to promote without hesitation.

Consume 9 points, the third layer of iron sheets, and reach it smoothly.

Xing Meng picked up the fruit knife on the table and slashed hard, a white mark appeared on his skin, which quickly disappeared without the slightest pain.

It's similar to a piece of iron, so it's called an iron sheet.

"Master Zhan is a stone skin, I am fighting him now, I am afraid that I can knock him down with one punch."

"These two martial arts books are completed at the third level, and I have to continue to find new martial arts cheats now."

Just as Xing Meng was thinking, a change changed in front of him, and a dialog box appeared.

"The host exercises are complete, do you want to perform martial arts deduction?"

Well?

And this feature?

The basic program of the fame converter was designed by him, but it was subsequently remodeled by his colleagues, and he did not expect to add new functions.

After silently thanking him in his heart, Xing Meng chose "yes" without hesitation.

"Consume ten points, deduce it for you."

In an instant, the fourth layer of the military battle fist exploded, and the fifth layer of black shatter appeared one by one.

Xing Meng consumed another twenty points to deduce the hammer body technique, the fourth layer of silver skin, and the fifth layer of gold skin! They also appear one by one.

After the deduction was completed, in the lower right corner of the two martial arts, as expected, a plus sign appeared again.

Xing Meng did not hesitate and continued to add points.

Fame is completely sufficient to squander.

Consume 8 points, and the fourth layer of the military battle fist explodes, and becomes.

Consume 15 points, the fifth layer of black, become.

As soon as it was over, Xing Meng felt as if countless detonators had been ignited inside his body, crackling and exploding, and although his skin had reached the iron sheet, he still couldn't stop it.

Phew!

The sound of tearing like a crack sounded, and Xing Meng's skin opened open, and blood flowed like an infusion.

"This army is so fierce? No, it's the poor health! Xing Meng gritted his teeth, concentrated, and slammed his head on the plus sign of the hammer technique.

Consumes 12 points, silver skin.

Consume 28 points, gold skin.

Whew!!

Xing Meng kept panting, fortunately he had a hammer technique, otherwise he would have exploded and died directly after improving his military combat fist.

This is also due to his lack of experience.

Martial arts plus points to improve, you need fame as energy conversion. But after being promoted, whether or not you can withstand the power of martial arts depends on the strength of your body.

If Xing Meng rashly raised his military combat fist, all that was waiting for him was death.

But even with the hammer technique, he paid a huge price for it.

Blood flowed from his body, and his internal organs were torn apart.

"Xiaoling!"

Xiao Ling had heard some movements earlier, but because in the past month, the young master had often made various movements, so although he paid attention, he didn't rush in.

Hearing the voice at this time, he hurriedly walked in with small steps.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Ling saw Xing Meng, who was bleeding from under her, her expression changed drastically, and her delicate face was as pale as paper as frost.

"It's okay, bring me medicinal soup, find clean clothes, and go to a doctor. By the way, don't tell my dad. Xing Meng endured the pain and commanded one by one.

Soon, the three-clay pot of medicinal soup was served, Xing Meng drank it, and the warm current of his body slid by, making him a little more comfortable.

After a while, the doctor from Miaochuntang in the county came, followed by Xing Gui'an and Uncle Cheng.

"Young master, I just went out to invite a doctor, and I bumped into Uncle Cheng." Xiao Ling explained that in fact, she also wanted Xing Gui'an to come over, after all, Xing Meng's state was very poor.

"What's going on?" Xing Gui'an's face was anxious.

"The loss of qi and blood is serious." After the doctor took the pulse, his brows furrowed, and said: "Master Xing, to tell you the truth, the situation of your son is not good, and the viscera are showing signs of decay, if ordinary people have died a long time ago, your son is strong and healthy, but there is no danger of life, just ......"

"Just what?" Xing Gui'an frowned, the doctor's turning sentence was the most terrifying.

"I'm afraid it will hurt my life in the future." The doctor tried to be as tactful as possible, in fact, it meant that he would become a short-lived ghost.

Xing Gui'an looked stunned, suddenly his body went limp, he almost fell to the ground, and muttered: "How can this be, how can it be so......"

The doctor sighed secretly, and wrote another prescription, so that he could nourish the qi and blood first and alleviate the symptoms. Then, he left with a doctor's bag on his back.

"It's okay, don't listen to the doctor's nonsense, I just practiced martial arts a little harder, and I lost my qi and blood, just make up for it." Xing Meng comforted.

He knew that he had improved his martial arts too quickly, causing his body to suffer heavy damage. But this is not impossible to solve, as long as you find a soft internal skill and improve it, you can naturally rejuvenate the internal organs.

"Martial arts?" Xing Gui'an's face sank, and he said with self-reproach: "I heard Lao Cheng say that you are practicing martial arts, and I blame me for not stopping it, causing you to practice a fork in the road, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to your mother?" ”

"It's okay, I'll make it up, I can make it up." Xing Meng could only comfort again.

"Let's keep it first, don't go to the study school for the time being, I will ask Master Zhao to ask for leave, stay at home these days." Xing Gui'an admonished, and when Xing Meng showed fatigue, he took everyone away and let him have a good rest.

"Hey, reckless." Xing Meng comforted others on his lips, but he was also afraid in his heart, practicing martial arts is no better than others, and if something happens, it will affect his life.

The military battle fist is an attack technique, and the hammer body technique is to increase resistance, but it is aimed at the appearance of the body, and the strengthening effect on the internal organs is not strong.

To strengthen the internal organs, you still have to have internal strength.

The next day, Xing Meng asked Xiaoling to invite Master Zhan. Master Zhan practiced the martial arts of the Xing family, and he had already asked, and there were no other martial arts cheats.

Invite him to come, mainly to ask about the way to obtain the secret book of internal strength.

"Young master, internal strength cheats are relatively rare, as far as I know, the existing martial arts halls are all practicing external skills, and there is almost no internal strength, only a county government like Nanzhou Mansion, I'm afraid there are them." Master Zhan shook his head and said.

Xing Meng's mind sank.

Hanjiang County is too small, and Dasheng has always emphasized literature over martial arts, and martial arts are not very popular, so it is very difficult to find the secret of internal strength.

After Master Zhan left, Xing Meng pondered, should he find his eldest brother Xing Wu and ask him to help?

But listening to my father, the eldest brother is more miserable, and he still relies on the family to help, so it is estimated that it will be useless for him to help.

Xing Meng dispelled this thought.

Without internal strength, he could only rely on medicinal soups, medicinal diets and other tonic things to restore his vitality. As the days passed, his complexion improved slightly, but he still looked a little pale.