Walking along the gorgeously decorated corridor of the Hengqiao Martial Arts Hall, the more Wang Defa walked, the more amazed he became.

"It deserves to be the top and most luxurious martial arts hall in Yuan City...... This floor, this wall, this relief......"

Wang Defa's father is a renovation worker, and under the influence of his father, this kid also has a soft spot for all kinds of mansions.

For the first time in his life, he stepped into such a luxurious martial arts hall, Wang Defa only felt that everything was amazing, and from time to time he reached out to touch the reliefs on the walls on both sides, squatted down and rubbed the lines on the stone floor with his hands, like a silly boy who entered the city for the first time.

The staff who was responsible for leading Wang Defa to the martial arts room on the side looked disgusted, looking at this little fat man who had never seen the world, if it was under normal circumstances, he would never let this little fat man step into the Hengqiao martial arts hall.

However, this little fat man is the person who the perverted genius Wang Yan personally told to bring over, no matter how impatient this staff member is, he can only pinch his nose and endure it, and even has to put on a kind smile on his face.

"Brother, let's hurry over, Wang Ember is still waiting."

He tried his best to suppress the impatience in his heart, and said to Wang Defa in a good voice.

"Yes, yes, Brother Ember is still waiting for me."

The little fat man came back to his senses, got up and followed the staff member and walked quickly towards the martial arts room.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the two finally came to a martial arts room, and from the outside, both the space and the luxury of the decoration were far from being comparable to other martial arts studios they saw along the way.

"Brother Ember is actually in such a luxurious martial arts room?"

The little fat man was a little frightened, he was not blind, he could naturally see that the martial arts room in front of him was definitely the top one in the entire Hengqiao Martial Arts Hall.

He couldn't help but start thinking crankily, what kind of changes have happened to Brother Ember who hasn't seen him for three months?

Not to mention becoming a member of the Yokohashi Martial Arts Hall, there is still such a luxurious martial arts room in the Yokohashi Martial Arts Hall?

"I'll take you here, go in by yourself."

The staff sent the little fat man here and turned to leave.

Only the little fat man was left in front of the door.

I don't know why, at this time, the little fat man stood outside the door of the martial arts room, and he was a little uneasy.

There was a sense of nervousness when I was a kid when I saw a teacher.

He raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but subconsciously put it down, and after pacing back and forth a few times with some anxiety outside the martial arts room, he finally gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

Squeak.

The door of the martial arts room suddenly opened on its own.

"What are you doing outside, and you don't come in."

A faint voice wafted from inside the open door.

The little fat man was stunned for a moment.

How can this door be opened on its own?

Is it a voice-activated door?

He didn't think much about it, and hurriedly stepped into the martial arts room.

At this time, he saw the scene in this spacious martial arts room clearly.

In the spacious martial arts room, which is no longer enough to describe, the flowing water surrounds the rockery, making a loud noise, making the little fat man have the illusion of coming to a certain resort for a while.

Between the rows of half-human-high pig iron pillars, a little fat boy he didn't know was sweating like rain, as if he was practicing some kind of boxing technique.

In the center of the martial arts room, in front of a one-person tall pot, a slender figure sits cross-legged, his face is so delicate that he can't be repeated, his facial features are like a masterpiece of heaven's magic, and his skin is as clear as jade, like a fairy.

The moment he saw the slender figure, the little fat man didn't recognize who it was at the first time.

A ridiculous thought arose in my heart.

Is this a mortal god in the sky?

It wasn't until the figure slowly raised his eyes and spoke in the familiar voice of the little fat man that he reacted.

Where is this stepping horse, what kind of immortal, this is clearly Wang Yan who he hasn't seen for three months!

"Why, you don't know me anymore?"

Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little fat man Wang Defa.

Wang De wanted to speak and stopped, even if he recognized that this was his sworn friend Wang Yan, a good brother with whom he had been friends for several years.

However, after not seeing him for three months, he felt that the old friend in front of him, who was once good enough to wear a pair of pants, was now so strange.

In just three months, Wang Yan seems to have been reborn, looking new from the inside out.

This is not only dwarfed in appearance, but also a kind of inferiority complex from the heart.

Even if Wang Ember was just sitting there cross-legged, Wang Defa still had an inferiority complex from the bottom of his heart, which made him feel the urge not to stand in front of Wang Ember.

It's like a stray dog, standing in front of a wolf king.

dwarfed, the strong inferiority complex made Wang Defa even have the urge to turn around and run away.

"I...... I ......."

He tried to speak, trying to say something to ease the somewhat awkward atmosphere, but when the words came to his lips, there were only a few words left, and they could not be sentences at all.

The more this happened, the more anxious he became, and the more speechless he became.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you for a few months, and you're still nervous when you see your father?"

Wang Yan saw Wang Defa's nervousness, laughed, and teased, "Wasn't it the time when Dad took you to kill indiscriminately in the canyon? If it wasn't for Dad who took you, you would have been able to get on the stars?"

"Fuck your mother's fart, it's obviously Lao Tzu who takes you, okay? If I hadn't taken you, your life-saving foot would still be lying in platinum!"

Wang Defa blurted out a rebuttal almost subconsciously, and when he said it, he was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the smile on Wang Yan's face, his heart warmed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Wang Yan also got up with a smile and stepped forward to give Wang Defa a bear hug.

"Dog son, Daddy is back!"

", you step on the horse lightly, Lao Tzu's more than 200 catties of meat were almost scattered by you......

It's just a sentence or two, and the estrangement between the two sworn friends has disappeared.

After the two separated, Wang Defa rubbed his shoulders with a look of surprise.

Fang Cai was just hugging Wang Yan, but he felt as if he was being hugged by a real brown bear.

He had no doubt that if Wang Yan wanted to, he could even squeeze himself into a lump of meat sauce in an instant.

"How much has your strength increased in the past three months?"

He asked, somewhat curious.

He knew that before Wang Yan went to participate in the talent training camp that day, his strength had already reached the level of a first-level official martial artist.

But he was sure that even a first-level official martial artist would never have such a powerful force.

Could it be that in three months, Brother Ember has broken through to the level of a second-level martial artist?

Wang Defa guessed.

That's too fast, isn't it? It took three months to break through to the level of a second-level martial artist, and it wasn't so fast to fly, right?

He was thinking about it when he heard a sour voice in the distance.

"He's already a fourth-level martial artist."

The person who spoke out was none other than Zhou Tong.

"What?!"

The little fat man's eyes widened all of a sudden, and the two small mung bean eyes, which were originally small, suddenly widened larger than a light bulb at this time, and he almost jumped up from the ground.

"Four...... Fourth-level martial artist?"

The little fat man's face was full of disbelief, and he looked up to look at Wang Yan.

"Son."

Wang Yan sighed, reached out and patted the little fat man's shoulder, looking like I didn't want to be too public: "Dad didn't want to hit your self-confidence, but there is no way, since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy, that's right, Dad, I am already a fourth-level martial artist."

Getting Wang Ash's personal admission, the little fat man looked at Wang Ember with an expression like a ghost.

Fourth-level martial artist?

Three

In a few months, from a first-level martial artist to a fourth-level martial artist?

This speed increase is to take a plane wherever you want to go on a horse, this is simply a spaceship!

"Are you really Wang Ash? Wasn't it taken away by some demons and monsters?"

The little fat man was incredulous, and even poked Wang Yan with his finger.

In three months, from a first-level martial artist to a fourth-level martial artist?

This kind of thing is a little too unbelievable!

"Dad, I'm like a fake."

The king level simply slapped the little fat man on the head, and when the little fat man covered his head and retreated, he heard Wang Ember say, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, I called you over today because I have a very important matter to find you."

"Something important?"

The little fat man covered his head with one hand and looked at Wang Yan with some puzzled eyes.

But seeing Wang Yan staring at him with burning eyes, he slowly spoke, "Do you want to be admitted to the university of your choice and become a genius like me?"

His voice was very low, as if it had a bit of magic, a kind of demagogic power.

Got into the university of your choice?

Isn't that? Why does he go to school every day if he doesn't want to be admitted to university?

Become a genius like Brother Ash?

What do you mean?

Could it be that I can also be like Brother Ember and quickly improve my qi and blood in a short period of time to reach the level of a fourth-level martial artist?

Is there a way for Brother Ember to make me a genius like this?

Thinking of this, the little fat man's heart was instantly beating, and his heart was pounding.

If only he could become a genius like Brother Ash...... No, he doesn't have to be like Brother Ash, with one-tenth of Brother Ash, he will be satisfied.

"Yes, I think so."

The little fat man swallowed a mouthful of spit, nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking rice, and looked at Wang Ember with expectant eyes: "Brother Ember, do you have a way to make me become like you?"

In his expectant gaze, Wang Yan looked at him with pity, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"How is that possible. Sleep a little more, you have everything in your dreams."

「？？？」

If it weren't for the little fat man who knew that he was not Wang Yan's opponent, he would definitely rush up and fight Wang Yan.

Yards, it's impossible for you to tell me a hook!

In the end, Wang Ember still told his true intention of calling the little fat man here.

He decided to pass that set of punches to the little fat man.

After all, the little fat man is his best friend, and now that he has the ability, he naturally wants to help him.

He demonstrated the boxing technique to the little fat man, and unsurprisingly was suspicious of the little fat man.

This fist technique looks good, but can it really help you improve your qi and blood value?

With such suspicions, the little fat man stood aside and prepared to rehearse.

He didn't notice that Zhou Tong on the side already had a little pity on his face.

A moment later, the screams of killing pigs echoed in the martial arts room.