In the next few days, in addition to eating and resting, Song Xinling was dividing his qi and blood.

Now he can skillfully divide 10 calories of qi and blood, and the speed of using Glimpse Floating Light is much faster than before.

When he came to the school, Song Xinling saw Bai Wenxin standing on the podium, so he threw the breakfast he had eaten on the road into the trash can in the corridor.

"You're pinching into the classroom every time." Bai Wenxin looked at Song Xinling, who had just entered the door, and said.

Counting Song Xinling, who had just entered the door, the whole class was here.

"Okay, since everyone is here, then let me ask, who are going to apply for the martial arts exam, raise your hand and let the teacher count it!"

After speaking, he swept in several directions towards the classroom, and seeing that they all raised their hands, Bai Wenxin nodded.

Nine!

It was about the same as he expected.

"Apart from a few of them, is there anyone else who wants to sign up?"

Out of responsibility, he still asked once, so as to avoid someone deserting and not listening.

After waiting for almost a minute, no one raised their hand, and Bai Wenxin was not surprised, the registration fee for the martial arts exam alone was 10,000 yuan, and it may not be able to pass the test, and this level will block many geniuses.

But it can't be helped, becoming a warrior requires a lot of resources, talent is important, resources are also an indispensable part!

"Okay, I'll report the number of people first, and I'll come over to pay and fill out the form next morning."

After explaining, Bai Wenxin left.

When it was almost time for class to end, Bai Ruoxi patted Song Xinling, who was sleeping.

"Xinling, did you bring any money?" Bai Ruoxi asked him.

"Brought it."

As he spoke, he took out the 10,000 yuan he had just taken out from his school bag.

"Let's go, then."

In this way, as soon as the nine people got out of the morning reading, they rushed into the office to pay the money and fill out the form.

......

More than 20 days have passed since Song Xinling signed up.

In the past 20 days, Song Xinling has lived a very fulfilling life in addition to practicing pile gong is to control qi and blood.

"System, open the panel."

[Host: Song Xinling]

[Level: Non-Martial Artist]

[Qi and Blood: 131/157]

[Spirit: 133 Hz]

[Tactics: Basic Pile Gong (Standing in the Real World), Basic Knife Technique (Perfection), Glimpse Floating Light (Perfection)]

[Space: Tang Hengdao (A-grade)]

In the past 20 days, the qi and blood have risen by 8 calories, and they have started to forge their bones for the first time, and their spirit has risen by 9 herds.

From standing in a stable state to breaking through to standing in a real world.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

A laugh rang out.

Song Xinling turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

It's a man!

The man was wearing a blue coat, a pair of glasses, and a gentle smile on his face, which looked very comfortable.

"Who are you?"

Song Xinling got up and pulled out the Tang knife that Cui Hao had sent a few days ago, and aimed the knife at the man in front of him.

The man didn't speak, he just looked at Song Xinling like this, and his expression became more and more crazy.

"Found it, found it, hahaha." The man's eyes lit up red and he laughed.

"Song Tenghui! Twenty years ago, you abolished my cultivation, and now you have been retributed, hahaha. ”

Song Xinling knew at this time, and the man in front of him saw him as his father Song Tenghui!

The man's eyes were crazy, and he knew at a glance that the person who came was not good.

"What should I do?" Song Xinling thought to himself.

Being able to come to him without Song Xinling noticing it, his strength was beyond his reach.

And the man did not attack him at the first time, but told about what he had happened in the past 20 years.

Now he can only stabilize the man and find an opportunity to call the police or find someone to solve it!