in the room.

Wang Yan woke up from his bed.

There was a throbbing pain in his temples, like a bug scurrying around in his temples.

Wang Yan turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his temples vigorously, only to feel that this time he died, and it seemed that the sequelae were much smaller than the last time.

He woke up after his first death in the dream world, his whole head was empty, as if he had been drained of energy, and it took him a little time to recover.

And this time, he just felt a little throbbing pain in his temples, and other than that, his brain was a little empty.

No more intense discomfort.

"It seems that as my strength grows, the aftermath of death in my dreams will gradually diminish......

Wang Yan guessed.

Does this mean that as his strength grows stronger and stronger, he can die in his dreams without any scruples in the future, and there will be no sequelae left in the real world?

So in the future, do I want to look for some killer moves that are so powerful that they are against the sky and have great side effects? In this way, if I encounter a zombie in the dream world that I can't deal with, I can completely use it as a self-detonating truck, and exchange one for one........

Wang Yan was thoughtful.

He got up and got dressed, and thought back to the ridiculously strong zombie in his dream last night.

He could feel that the strength of that zombie was probably at the middle of the Qi Sea.

But why is it so powerful to deal with?

Could it be that there is such a big gap between the early stage of the air sea and the middle stage of the air sea?

He couldn't figure it out.

"Anyway, the next time I go back to my dream, it's your death."

Wang Ember muttered to himself, although he died in the dream last night, the attack before death was exhausted, and the two arms of the zombie had been cut off.

The next time he falls asleep again, Wang Ember believes that he will never be as embarrassed as last night.

Pushing the door out, only his younger brother Wang Yuan was sitting at the table in the living room, drinking porridge in small sips.

"Brother, you're awake." Seeing Wang Ember come out, Wang Yuan raised his head.

"Where's Mom and Dad? Isn't it the weekend?" Wang Yan asked as he sat down.

"Mom and Dad went to see the villa that President Lu gave us yesterday."

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "Don't look at my parents who refused so decisively yesterday, but they are still reluctant to build a villa, I got up early this morning to discuss going to that villa to have a look, saying that if it is suitable to look at that villa, we will move in a few days as a family."

He quickly drank the porridge in the bowl, then got up and put on his coat: "Brother, I'll go out first."

"Where are you going?"

Wang Yan was a little puzzled: "Isn't it a weekend?"

A trace of hesitation flashed on Wang Yuan's face: "Go to the martial arts hall, today the coach asked me to go over and practice."

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Yan to speak, he went downstairs.

"To the martial arts hall?" Listening to the sound of Wang Yuan Dengdeng going downstairs, Wang Yan shook his head helplessly: "This kid is definitely not going to do anything good."

The trace of hesitation on Wang Yuan's face earlier had already told Wang Yan that he was lying.

Wang Yan is not worried about Wang Yuan, his younger brother is a standard "other people's child" when he is young, he is excellent in character and learning, and he never causes trouble.

After quickly drinking the porridge and cleaning up the mess a little, Wang Yan also picked up his coat and went out.

At the door of a martial arts hall, Zhou Tong was anxiously pacing back and forth.

Since the last time he separated from Wang Yan, Zhou Tong has been counting the days almost every day, waiting for the day when he can contact Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's impression on him was too deep at the beginning, and his qi and blood value were so high that he was extremely perverted.

It's completely killing those so-called geniuses in Yuancheng No. 1 in seconds.

When Wang Yan separated from him, he personally promised that after three months, when he returned from the training camp, he would try to help him, maybe it could help him quickly improve his qi and blood.

During this time, he almost looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to today, three months later.

After contacting Wang Ember yesterday, Wang Ember made an appointment with him to meet him today.

For this reason, he got up early in the morning and had been waiting at the door of this martial arts hall for more than an hour.

"Big brother, you won't let me pigeon......

Seeing that the appointed time was about to arrive, but he still didn't see Wang Yan's figure, Zhou Tong became more and more anxious.

Before the college entrance examination last year, he went to the martial arts hall a lot, and he basically went to all the large and small martial arts halls in Yuancheng, and he also tried the so-called unique secret skills of each martial arts hall.

However, without exception, his qi and blood value just didn't rise.

It was precisely because of this that his father was extremely disappointed in him, directly cut off his financial support, and refused to pay for him to go to various martial arts halls to practice.

In desperation, Zhou Tong could only leave the martial arts hall.

It can be said that Wang Ember is his only lifesaver now.

Before the college entrance examination, whether his qi and blood value can be plucked depends on Wang Yan.

This time, Wang Yan came over kindly, and Zhou Tong naturally couldn't let Wang Yan teach him on the street.

I have to show that I attach importance to Wang Yan.

So he gritted his teeth and cheekily begged the coach he knew at the Yokohashi Martial Arts Hall to help him open a martial arts room.

"Brother Ash, Brother Ash, don't let me down......" he muttered to himself.

"Yo, isn't this my dear brother?"

Suddenly, a familiar and disgusting voice came.

A boy who looked a little similar to Zhou Tong, surrounded by several people, was walking towards this martial arts hall.

"Zhou Xiang, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Tong's face was very ugly.

This boy, who looks a little similar to him, is his half-brother born to his stepmother.

Although he is his younger brother, his talent is completely different from him, he is only a sophomore in high school, and his qi and blood value have reached 0.83, which is a real young genius.

is only a sophomore year of high school, and his qi and blood values are already higher than Zhou Tong, who has been repeating for a year.

It is precisely because of this that at home, his father always pays more attention to him, and responds to a series of requests from Zhou Xiang.

Relying on the favor of his parents, Zhou Xiang looked down on his half-brother more and more, making things difficult everywhere, and always stepped on him hard once he got the opportunity.

's father also turned a blind eye to this and allowed Zhou Xiang to bully Zhou Tong.

Not to mention the stepmother, who is even fanning the flames intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou Tong, who was isolated and helpless, was bullied by his younger brother everywhere at home, but his parents turned a blind eye to it, and even defended Zhou Xiang.

One can imagine how aggrieved Zhou Tong was at home.

It can also be imagined how bad Zhou Tong's senses are for his younger brother.

"What am I here for? Of course, I'm here to practice."

Zhou Xiang laughed: "I should ask you this, right? What are you doing in front of Yokohashi Martial Arts? As far as I know, your pocket money has been cut off by your father, right? If you don't have the money to pay for tuition, what are you doing in front of the martial arts hall? Eavesdropping on the secret skills of other people's martial arts halls?

Brother, didn't I say it, you are really embarrassed by your father's face, how can you say that you are also the eldest son of our Zhou's Pharmaceutical, and now you have fallen to the point of eavesdropping on other people's secret skills outside the martial arts hall? Do you want me to lend you a few dollars so that you can go in and study for a day?"

Several people around also laughed.

"Zhou Xiang, don't be complacent!"

Zhou Tong's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you relying on the favor of your parents to have today's results? I already know a master, and with him training me, in a few days, my qi and blood value will surpass yours!"

"Master?"

Zhou Xiang was disdainful: "What kind of master can you recognize as a waste material? What if you have a real master training you? Still want to catch up with me? Be your spring and autumn

Dream big! Let's go into the martial arts hall and let this waste wait for the so-called master outside!"

After speaking, he ignored Zhou Tong's increasingly ugly face, and swaggered into the martial arts hall with a few people around him.

"Little rabbit cub, you wait for me......" Zhou Tong gritted his teeth, if he wasn't Zhou Xiang's opponent this time, he would have gone up to teach him a lesson.

It's also sad to say, obviously he is an elder brother, several years older than Zhou Xiang, but he is not Zhou Xiang's opponent at all.

In contrast, Zhou Xiang was in the spotlight and radiant, not only his parents, but even the neighbors, relatives and friends around him praised him.

On the other hand, he is an out-and-out martial arts waste, repeating his studies for a year, his qi and blood value have not improved in the slightest, and he is even falling, even if he suffers from the white eyes of others, he is even snubbed by his parents.

All kinds of grievances were brewing in his heart, and Zhou Tong even felt a little sour at the tip of his nose.

His only hope now is Wang Ash.

Obviously, he and Wang Yan just met in Pingshui and met.

However, for some reason, he was full of hope for Wang Yan.

Maybe it's because of the perverted spirit and blood that Wang Ember showed in the Wumeng Building three months ago gave him hope.

He had a hunch that this pervert, whose qi and blood value was close to that of a second-level martial artist three months ago, could allow him to complete an amazing transformation in the few months before the college entrance examination.

"Brother Ember...... Whether or not I can change my miserable fate depends on you!"

He muttered to himself.

"A tragic fate?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, he was startled, and looked up sharply, only to see a figure standing silently beside him.

It was Wang Ash, whom he had not seen in March.

"Brother Ash! You're finally here!"

Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, Zhou Tong was stunned at first, and then cried out in surprise.

He didn't even dare to recognize it at the first time, this is Wang Yan, who he hasn't seen in March.

It's really that Wang Ember has changed too much, three months ago, although Wang Ember's temperament was empty and clear, it was not as good as it is today.

And when I saw it today, Wang Yan's temperament became more and more precipitated, his facial features were like a knife and an axe, and his whole face was completely like a marble sculpture without any flaws.

It's enough to make his debut on the spot.

"Don't worry."

Wang Yan glanced at Zhou Tong deeply, and his voice was flat: "After today, your fate will change from today on."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the martial arts hall.

Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment behind him, and a fire of hope burned in his eyes.

There was unprecedented excitement on his face, and he quickly followed Wang Yan.