Jinguji Takedo and Mitsui Shou's homes are in the same community, and the distance is quite close. Therefore, although the two have just met today, they went back together after school.

The basketball department's training task today is not heavy, and Anzai Masayoshi is just testing the results of the first-year players' training during these years today, so when the practice game ends, it is only around five o'clock in the evening.

Mitsui Shou is not wary of martial arts of a similar age, and his ambition to dominate the country is also open to martial arts. And Martial Arts also understands Mitsui Shou, and also appreciates Mitsui Shou's determination, and in this way, the two soon became friends.

After returning to the community with Mitsui Shou, Martial Arts and Mitsui Shou waved goodbye, and after seeing Mitsui Shou leave, Martial Arts returned to his home, took a water cup and poured two sips of water before hurriedly going out again.

He hasn't forgotten that he still has a task to complete!

"Jinguji Martial Arts, height 184.7cm, weight 65kg, strength: junior high school E level, agility: national middle school A level, body coordination: B grade."

"Destiny: Unremarkable."

"Daily Missions."

"Please complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10KM before 00.00 at night."

"Reward: Strain Recovery Potion! (Eliminate fatigue and relax!) ）”

"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt (Eighteen Palms of the Dragon), Level 0, Proficiency: 3/500."

It was only at this time that Martial Arts had time to study the golden finger he had gotten called the "Super Martial Arts System". He hadn't forgotten the daily quest that needed to be completed by 00.00 p.m.

"Although it is in the world of SD, there is nothing wrong with practicing martial arts to strengthen your body."

"And the rewards of this daily mission should be very useful to me!"

Jinguji Martial Arts called up the system panel, his eyes stayed on the task reward column for a long time, and then strolled out of the community.

"Let's do sit-ups first, although this body is weak, it shouldn't be a problem to complete the first three tasks in groups."

Thinking of this, Wu Dao didn't care that he was now at the gate of the community, and directly started to do push-ups, 100 push-ups are not much, but not a lot less, for the body of Wu Dao, it is obviously impossible to do so many push-ups at one time, so Wu Dao is divided into three groups, each time to do more than 30 do, even the rest time, it only took ten minutes.

After the 100 push-ups were completed, Wu Dao noticed that in the taskbar, the original line "Complete 100 push-ups" changed from black to gray.

"Looks pretty smart."

Wu Dao noticed this and muttered, and then began the task of squats and sit-ups, the parts of the two items were different, and the number was not much, and the two items combined only took ten minutes.

When Martial Dao completed these tasks, he was already sweating profusely, and after doing this, Martial Dao took a step and began to jog.

In April, the cherry blossoms bloom in full bloom, and the pink petals fall from the trees in the evening breeze, blending in with the blood-colored sunset.

For the first time in so many years, Takedo had seen this exotic landscape, and the sunset and falling cherry blossoms brought him a different feeling.

Jinguji Martial Arts moved his legs, and soon ran out of the bustling streets, the noisy city, the noisy crowd was slowly moving away, and the feeling of soreness in the legs became stronger and stronger as the distance increased.

Bean-sized sweat condensed on the tip of Takemichi's nose, slid down his face as he ran, dripping on the ground and splashing flowers.

Although he was very tired, Wu Dao still held his chest up, squinted his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound of the wind in his ears.

"Hah!"

"Humph!"

Jinguji Martial Arts opened his mouth slightly and let out a heavy gasping sound, and with the movement of his steps, he breathed in rhythmically. Although he was very tired and his lungs seemed to be exploding, Wu Dao was still very happy.

He knew that every step he took now would bring him closer to his goal.

"Set a small goal first and become the No. 1 middle school student in the country!"

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"Ho... Ho... Whew..."

The sun had completely set, and the sparse starlight dotted the dark night sky, Jinguji Martial Arts lay on the lawn by a small river with his hands on the back of his head, gulping in on fresh air.

He had already completed the 10km mission, which took him longer than he expected, more than two hours.

Such a long run gave Takedo a splitting headache and had to lie on the lawn to relieve it.

The daily quest task reward Jinguji Martial Arts has already been received, and he has also used the strain recovery potion, but after the potion is used up, the martial arts can't feel any difference at all, the headache is still a headache, and the feet are still sore.

"This gold finger of mine seems to be fake, and that task reward is useless."

"Suddenly such a high-intensity workout will suffer tomorrow!"

Wu Dao had a faint regret in his heart, if it weren't for the "Eliminate fatigue, relax!" followed by the strain potion! With such a line of words, it is absolutely impossible for him to suddenly increase the amount of training to this extent, and he still understands the step-by-step path, but unfortunately, it is a little late to say this now.

Wu Dao only hopes that today's sudden high-intensity workout will not leave any dark wounds on himself.

After lying on the lawn for a while, and the headache subsided, Wu Dao got up and began to move his hands and feet. Just as Takeshi was about to leave here and go home, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Hey, that little brother over there, can you please wait a minute?"

Wu Dao followed the sound and looked back, only to see that at some point, there were four more figures not far behind him, and in the darkness, Wu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly to see each other clearly.

The four men were dressed in strange costumes, all wearing tight black leather pants and black waistcoats with rivets on the shoulders.

The costumes of the four are surprisingly identical, and the only difference may be in their hairstyles, with blue airplane heads, red big backs, yellow exploding heads, and green short inches.

"Society... Social man..."

Wu Dao was also stunned for a long time after seeing this dress, he hadn't seen this killing Matt for many years, and when he saw it today, how to say it, some nostalgia, some ..... Funny...

"Little brother, our brothers have been a little short of money recently, and I want to ask you to lend us some money."

The green short-inch young man walked towards the martial arts and said with a malicious face, while the other people also had a tacit understanding, silently dispersed, and surrounded the martial arts of the Jingu Temple from all directions, for fear that he would escape.

"Borrow money?"

"Sorry, I didn't bring any money."

Wu Dao staggered his feet slightly, lowered his head slightly, and observed the positions of several people in his spare time, and said in a low voice.

"Didn't bring any money? Hahaha! ”

"Then I'll have to make sure you have the money."

As the words of the young man in the green fell down, the rest of the people all tacitly surrounded the martial arts.

"Up!" With a low shout, several people quickly rushed towards Wu Dao, and in the face of the siege of several people, Wu Dao didn't say a word, directly protected his face and squatted on the ground, and shouted at the same time:

"You bastards, I won't give it to you if I have money!"

When several young people heard this, they immediately felt that their dignity was insulted, and after pulling on Wu Dao's body, they didn't find the money, and they were immediately furious, and they raised their fists and hit Wu Dao's body directly.

"Hiss~~~"

The short-inch young man gasped as he felt his hand hit a plank, the pain from his fist making him grin.

"Ah~key touch seven!"

And Wu Dao couldn't help but let out a groan, and was punched by the young man, Wu Dao not only didn't feel any pain, but also felt a burst of comfort, like a cool breeze in summer, indescribably comfortable.

Because the fatigue accumulated by the exercise disappeared a lot at this moment, and the proficiency of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt even increased from the original 3/500 to 5/500.

"This strain recovery potion actually needs a medicine primer, what a pit!"

Wu Dao thought so in his heart, and then stood up under the gaze of several people, looked at the short-inch young man who had just punched him, and said:

"Didn't eat?! Hard! ”

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