"The junior understands that I come from a simple place just to cultivate, and I won't break the rules here." Qin Ming said respectfully.

The woman nodded slightly, and the man disappeared in place with two streamers of red and white.

"One day, I can become such a strong person!"

"Even, higher!"

Qin Ming's blood was soaring, and the charm of Yukong made him infinitely reverie. Every martial artist has this dream, and he will be no exception.

Qin Ming continued to advance towards the path for two kilometers, then found a random place, sat cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and cultivate.

Wisps of star particles were inhaled into Qin Ming's body along Qin Ming's snort, and then merged into his body, constantly refining this body.

The energy of the stars in the universe is extremely active here, and the particles here are 50% stronger than the mountains behind the school, both in terms of quality and quantity.

This is the limit of his absorption, and it will be difficult to refine it if he goes any further, and he can only continue to move forward when his physical strength reaches another level.

Qin Ming felt that every muscle in his body was washed and baptized by the star particles, and began to evolve slowly......

The chest was roaring, the source of qi and blood was stirring, and the body was involuntarily emitting a faint light.

When Qin Ming opened his eyes for the second time, he found that three hours had passed.

"Comfortable!"

The three-hour cultivation made Qin Ming's whole person relaxed and happy, without the slightest sense of exhaustion.

Qin Ming took out the grip ball from his pocket and shook it hard, and the color of the white ball flowed.

“229kg！”

"Increase grip strength by 17kg, which is equivalent to 51kg of fist strength!"

The outermost two kilometers have this effect, and when he gets used to it, he will go deeper. In less than ten days, he will be able to participate in the quasi-martial artist assessment.

Qin Ming got up and walked towards the outside of the forest.

The body has reached saturation, and there is no point in staying any longer.

However, the air quality here is much better than in the city, with hundreds of birds singing, flowers and plants everywhere, and the spirit of life everywhere.

Even if you don't cultivate, you can live a long life here.

Qin Ming left the forest and saw that the driver was already waving to him, he did not break his promise, and came here in advance to wait for Qin Ming.

The driver who had carried Qin Ming once was like opening a conversation box at this moment, chatting with Qin Ming with laughter, from astronomy and geography to entertainment gossip......

In the days that followed.

Qin Mingming was attending classes at school tomorrow, and in the evening he took a taxi to the radio astronomy observatory in Huangshi Mountain to practice. Two points and one line, physical fitness is growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Guangming District, 100 meters underground.

In the humid air, it was dark and dark, and the sound of ticking water could be heard from time to time.

The ravines on the ground are like snakes winding and stretching, leading to the deeper part of the unknown.

At this moment, there are two people standing here.

One was dressed in a red robe, and his entire face was covered by a mask, and he didn't know his true face.

The other was an old man in a yellow riding coat who looked to be in his early sixties.

"Your Excellency, I'm going to kill Qin Ming in Guangming No. 1...... And Xue Han! ”

"No matter what the price, I'm willing to pay!"

The old man's voice was hoarse, his throat burned like a fire, and the pain of losing his son made his heart like a knife.

The old man is naturally Huang Laojiu, who is in charge of forty percent of the underground casino industry in Guangming District.

Huang Mao was his only son, and now he died tragically, and his body is not known where to be buried.

Xue Han, no matter what you say, you can't change it, it was you who asked him to kill Qin Ming, which indirectly led to my son's death.

If you don't give an account to my son's death, and do things for you for four or five years, is he a beast in your eyes, and he really regards himself as a high god and Buddha.

Now that I have taken the responsibility clean, I have been provoked to deal with Qin Ming, the hairy boy who has not dried up, I really think that I have been in vain for decades.

The murderer of his son, he will not let go of any of them, he will die!

"20 million Blue Star Coins per person!"

The red-robed envoy made a magnetic voice, and it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman.

"Your Excellency, I can understand Xue Han, his family background is prominent."

"Qin Ming is an ordinary person with no background, not even a martial artist, why do you want 20 million, is there anything special about him?"

Huang Laojiu was not reluctant to give up 20 million, but felt that the money was not worth spending and was not equal to the value.

"Qin Ming's potential is not as simple as you think, he has already been favored by Sun Yuntian of the Star Pole Martial Pavilion, no accident, he must be a Royal Sky Grandmaster in the future, if it weren't for the fact that you have been working for the organization for decades, 20 million would not be able to buy his life!" A calm voice came from under the mask of the red-robed envoy.

"Okay, envoy, I'll pay double the price, and I must let them die!"

Huang Laojiu gritted his teeth, and suddenly made up his mind and made a bloody investment.

He had worked for the heretical churches for many years, so he knew their basic structure.

The level of the dispatched killer is two orders higher than that of the assassin.

Xue Han, the peak of a first-order martial artist, then the killer is the peak of a third-order martial artist.

Qin Ming, a senior apprentice, sent the killer to be a second-order martial artist.

But he didn't want to have an accident, and would rather pay twice the price and let the organization send a higher-level killer, but also completely kill the murderer who killed his son, leaving no future trouble.

If the organization takes action, it will not be possible to find his head at all. The killers of the organization are all specially trained Deadpools, emotionless killing machines.

Born only to complete the task, once the task fails, it will kill itself.

So far, he had not heard of a heretical killer being caught.

Otherwise, with his own strength, he has reached the fifth order of martial arts, why not take action in person?

"Your request, the organization has received it!"

"In the next few days, I will arrange for killers to squat, looking for the best opportunities!"

"Let's go back, this is the next contact point!"

A small piece of paper swished from the hand of the red-robed envoy and fell into Huang Laojiu's hand.

Huang Laojiu just glanced at it, and the note spontaneously combusted out of thin air and turned into ashes.

The space around the red-robed envoy floated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Laojiu didn't stop, turned around and left.

……

On the seventh day, Qin Ming had already traveled to three kilometers in the forest to cultivate.

The powerful star particles merged into Qin Ming's limbs and veins, enhancing his qi and blood, like a furnace, opening the shackles of his body.

"Grip strength, 349kg!"

"Fist power, 1047kg!"

The strength of his physical body was much stronger than that of the Yellowstone Radio Observatory, and every inch of muscle was stirring with turbulent power.

If the fist power reaches 900 or more, it is a quasi-martial artist.

With his current level, there should be no problem in passing the martial arts assessment.

"It's time to go back!"

Qin Ming, as usual, took a taxi and embarked on the journey home, unaware that a huge danger was coming.