In the corner of Chaoyang Tower, Zhong Hua is boxing.

At this moment, I saw Zhong Baicao coming over with a bamboo basket and said, "Zhong Hua, that, are you hungry?" Here are our rice dumplings wrapped in Baicao Garden, would you like to try them? ”

Zhong Hua glanced at him and said coldly, "I don't have time, don't disturb my practice." ”

"Oh, oh, okay!"

Zhong Baicao nodded hurriedly and left in a hurry.

Seeing Zhong Baicao's movements, a few young children around him who wanted to find a chance to play with Zhong Hua had no choice but to look away.

The movement of the bell painting also attracted Ke Yan's attention.

She recognized at a glance the girl who had kicked her the day before yesterday.

She was deeply impressed by the bell painting. Picking pine needles alone can easily beat a group of peers.

Zhong Hua's arrogant, nobody-looking, and lonely temperament made her unforgettable.

She pulled the classmate next to her and asked curiously, "What's that person's name!" ”

The classmate next to her is Zhong Wanjian.

I saw Zhong Wanjian look at Zhong Hua coldly, and said: "Her name is Zhong Hua, she is a person with a withdrawn personality, self-esteem, and no friends, she was the one who beat us yesterday!" Sooner or later, I'll have to settle accounts with her. ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Wanjian couldn't help but rub his chest.

The day before yesterday, he was beaten down by Zhong Hua and pushed the boat down. He was originally unconvinced, but Zhong Hua kicked him again and knocked him unconscious.

Wait until he wakes up.

I found that the people they had fought with crickets before had fainted to the ground.

Moreover, everyone was beaten by Zhong Hua's three punches and two feet.

At this time, he learned about the horror of the bell painting.

If so, it is possible that he was defeated by luck.

Then, there is no chance to directly put all the people on the ground.

Since the beginning of the practice.

He has always regarded Zhong Ling, who has dual spirit roots, as a great enemy, and bullied her everywhere.

But he didn't expect that compared to Zhong Ling, Zhong Hua would be even more powerful, even so powerful that he didn't know how to deal with it.

Before, when Zhong Hua was boxing, he had been watching Zhong Hua boxing.

He wanted to find some weaknesses in Zhong Hua's fist and foot kung fu to deal with Zhong Hua.

However, he overestimated himself.

He could see that the martial arts that Zhong Hua learned were scattered, and he learned the same martial arts as him.

But I didn't expect that it was obviously the same kind of loose hand, but the performance in the hands of the two was completely different. He is full of flaws when he uses it like a beginner, but the time used by the bell painting is natural, as if it has been baptized by a thousand tempers.

"It's amazing, I can't see any flaws at all!"

Although he can't see any fame, Zhong Wanjian also knows that Zhong Hua's loose hands are very skilled, and his skills are almost arty, giving him an indescribable strange beauty.

"This level of loose hands is terrifying."

"It's just like that, and it's almost like art when you think about it."

Although I don't want to admit it.

But Zhong Wanjian had to be sure that his martial arts could not be Zhong Hua's opponent at all.

"However, sooner or later, I will be able to practice my martial arts to this extent."

With this belief. He ignored the others around him. Like the bell painting, he also intends to look for a corner where no one is around. Quietly sharpen your skills alone.

"Alas!"

Ke Lang still wants to continue talking to Zhong Wanjian.

Knowing that Zhong Wanjian would go crazy, he left directly without saying a word.

The corners of Ke Lao's mouth bulged, and he stomped his feet eagerly, but he had no choice but to focus on Zhong Hua.

"Zhong Hua, love is in painting, it's a rather interesting name, but she seems to be in love with Wu!"

After watching Zhong Hua practice martial arts as if no one else, Ke Lang complained.

She wanted to talk to Zhong Hua, but after thinking about it, she still stopped.

After all, Zhong Hua didn't want to be a good-tempered person, and she didn't want to touch a gray nose.

"I still have a little time to play with my exercises, who should I go to play!"

Ke Lang turned his head to look at Zhong Ling.

I saw that Zhong Ling was also reading as seriously as if no one else was there.

She walked in quietly, only to see that the book Zhong Ling was reading was the martial arts that Zhong Hua was practicing.

"Uh, this!"

Ke Rong's hand stayed on Zhong Ling's shoulder for a long time, but it still didn't wake her up after all.

She turned around to look for the others, but saw that the others were also practicing martial arts, and they were more serious than the other.

"Do the Zhong family work so hard?"

Ke Rong, who was used to being rotten, was a little out of place in a crowd of people who rolled up.

After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and fell asleep directly on the ground.

Everyone is working hard, and I can't rest, otherwise I will lose at the starting line.

It's just that her cheeks are a little rosy.

As for the reason, it is because her exercises are a little different.

The characteristic of her exercises is that the lazier she is, the faster she will practice.

In the eyes of others, she is sleeping, having fun and being lazy, but in fact, she is practicing seriously.

However, this kind of thing is not easy to explain to other people.

She was a little afraid that others would see that she would behave so lazily in the midst of a crowd of hard-working people.

Soon, though, she was relieved.

Because she found that it seemed that the people around her were all rolled up, and no one even found out that they were secretly working hard.

On the roof of Chaoyang Tower, Zhong Qing looked at this scene unexpectedly.

In the past, such a kid wouldn't have worked so hard.

When they came to the study hall, they went crazy.

At most, it will be just a martial arts practice in a fight.

I want to practice so crazy now, but I don't want to think about it.

"All of this is the credit of the girl in the bell painting!"

"As the so-called red is close to Zhu, and black is close to ink, it must be the diligence of Zhong Hua that has infected everyone."

He turned to look at Zhong Hua, and was about to praise two words in his heart, but when he saw Zhong Hua's movements, he couldn't help but turn dark.

I saw that Zhong Hua had stopped practicing. Like a thief, he quietly began to dig tiger striped wheat winter.

"This guy!"

Zhong Qing scolded secretly, but he couldn't say anything.

A large number of tiger striped wheat winter planted in Chaoyang Garden has always been a snack for these children, and it is normal to dig wheat dong and eat it.

As for saying to Zhong Hua, everyone is practicing seriously, how can you not be serious.

It's okay to think about this kind of painting, so let's forget it.

He quietly looked at the situation of the other people in the garden, and then got up to practice in Chaoyang Tower.

After all, he also has to practice, and it is impossible to use all his experience to train his juniors.

Everyone knew nothing about Zhong Qing's movements.

As for the bell painting, after digging out a few pieces of tiger striped wheat winter, he looked at the people around him and walked towards Chaoyang Tower.

There is a Gongfa Hall in Chaoyang Building.

The Gongfa Hall contains many copies of the martial arts cheats in the Zhong family's library.

Zhong Hua planned to go inside and take a look at these exercise cheats.

Zhong Hua naturally knows the truth that greed can't chew too much.

When practicing martial arts, remember not to be too greedy.

It is much better to practice a martial art than to be able to do nothing.

Therefore.

Zhong Hua did not read these books for the purpose of practicing, but purely for the purpose of increasing his knowledge and improving his practice.