In the school building, in the empty classroom of the tenth class of the first grade.

"Oh, I hope the headmaster can believe it!"

Ning Hong sighed, took out three books from the storage bag and placed them on the ground.

"Da Zhou Tian Refining Body 2.0.516 Version", "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Nine Fists of Stacked Waves"

"Let's cultivate this first!" his gaze stayed on the Great Zhou Tian Refining Technique, and then picked up the book.

After flipping through a few pages, I closed my eyes and recalled what my instructor had taught a month ago, and although I didn't care about cultivating this kind of low-level exercise, I had to practice in order to cope with the freshman competition assessment two months later.

There are less than two months left for the freshman competition to start, and the cultivation of these three martial arts is a necessary assessment item.

Ning Hong sealed his hands and began to cultivate according to the above method and the teacher's instructions.

Zizizizi.

A little bit of aura that was invisible to the naked eye was forcibly absorbed by the exercises around Ning Hong's body, and it was imprisoned and circulated in his body.

"Huh?" Ning Hong frowned.

Compared with the aura absorbed by this exercise and the aura from the operation of the Chaos Technique, it is not enough to even plug the gap between the teeth, it is simply enough.

Moreover, when the chaos trick is in operation, the aura between heaven and earth involuntarily produces a sense of intimacy and flies in, while the upgraded version of Da Zhou Tian is like a paper tiger that has always been domineering, forcibly restraining the aura around the body, forcibly doing it, and there is only a little bit, which is worthy of being a paper tiger, and it is useless.

"What level of Chaos Jue is the level of exercise, the two are simply very different!" Ning Hong thought for a while and shook his head, because with his knowledge, he couldn't judge at all, he only knew that it was above the Xuan Rank.

After the thin aura had been running in his body for three hours, Ning Hong felt that the exercises could not contain the aura in his body.

Losing its restraint, the thin aura ran out like a frightened rabbit.

Call!

"This exercise is really rubbish!" Ning Hong sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

If his words were heard by others, he would not be drowned in saliva by everyone, the upgraded version of Zhou Tian's alchemy technique is a Xuan-level spiritual qi quenching technique, which can only be learned in the Tianhe Academy, and everyone else is eager but unwanted.

After cultivating for an hour, Ning Hong flipped through the other two secret books, although the other two were only the superior martial arts of the Yellow Rank, they were far more attractive to Ning Hong than the Great Zhou Tian Alchemy Technique.

Picking up the "Iron Cloth Shirt", Ning Hong watched the meridian routes in it very carefully, just flipped through it, and then closed the book, as if it had been opened.

Ning Hong nodded and said with a smile, "This defense cheat book is good, it is just right for me at this stage of cultivation." ”

He was not in a hurry to cultivate, put down the book, and picked up "Nine Fists of Stacked Waves"

This exercise forcibly locks the aura on the fist, and can hit up to nine punches, and one punch is stronger than the other, like waves, wave after wave, and when practiced to the fullest, the ninth punch is said to be able to be hard and ordinary Xuan-level inferior martial arts, extremely powerful.

It's just that!

Ning Hong shook his head with a wry smile, and said with pity in his heart: "It's just the first three punches, I don't know how much power I can exert." ”

He didn't rush to cultivate, pondered for a while, thought of the martial arts thunder palm that Lei Yuan had obtained, and smiled helplessly.

Although the Thunder Palm is a Xuan-level superior martial art, even because of this, the cultivation conditions are extremely harsh, and it is necessary to induce the thunder and lightning quenching body to make itself have an affinity for thunder and lightning.

After taking Lei Zedan that time, although Ning Hong's body surface could penetrate electric arcs to attack and paralyze the enemy, he could feel that those electric arcs were used less than once, and Lei Zedan only gave him a quenching body, and did not improve the lightning affinity much at all.

Ning Hong covered his chest, wanting to cry without tears, it was really uncomfortable, he couldn't cultivate his martial arts, and he didn't let people live.

"By the way, what kind of book is that grandpa gave me?"

Before parting, my grandfather stuffed a book with no words on the cover for himself, and wanted to open it several times, but each time it was delayed because of other things.

Ning Hong put the "Nine Fists of the Stacked Waves" back on the ground, and in his storage bag, with a movement of his mind, the book with no words on the cover appeared on his right hand.

Turning over the first side, Ning Hong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Flame Fist?"

This is not my Ning family's single descendant mansion master, and it is also the only martial art of the Ning family.

The Ning family is not a big family in the Great Li Country, but the clan rules are extremely strict, and those who steal martial arts will be abolished and expelled from the Ning Mansion, especially the fire fist of this family.

If the other elders knew about it, they would not be able to depose their grandfather's mansion master.

But there is another situation that Ning Zhan has set him as the next lord of the mansion, so it is indisputable.

Ning Hong didn't want these situations to happen, and he didn't have any idea about the position of the lord of the mansion.

Although this is a book of Xuan-level martial arts, there are too many sacrifices to be learned.

He just turned the first page, typed the book into the cold palace, put it back in the storage bag, and prepared to return it to his grandfather when he got home.

Three hours later, the sun was half on the horizon, shining a golden yellow.

In the open space at the entrance of the school palace, there are students sitting on it, practicing boxing, which is extremely noisy.

On the edge, a handsome teenager keeps throwing punches, and every time he throws a punch, it's the same punch.

Punch after punch, the boy waved tirelessly, sweat trickling down his forehead, some sticking to his dark eyelashes, some sliding down the sides, and some converging on the tip of his nose.

The fair-skinned and thin right hand was constantly waved by the young man, and with his wave, the sweat that flowed from his sleeve was beaten out and fell to the ground.

The twitching sensation on his right arm made Ning Hong have to stop and exhale a turbid breath.

"It's been two hours, and the first punch has just mastered the method. ”

Although he had practiced the Ningjia Yellow Rank Intermediate Exercise before, it was seven years ago when the dantian had not been abolished, and he forgot that it was this simple Yellow Rank Intermediate Exercise, he had practiced it for a month, and the Stacked Waves Nine Fists were Yellow Rank Intermediate Exercises, and it was a fool's dream to practice them in one day.

Looking at his twitching and shaking right hand, Ning Hong said slowly: "This strength is not enough! ”

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"I just want to strengthen my strength, but injuries are inevitable, this will lag behind the cultivation speed, and the gains outweigh the losses, if only there were endless recovery pills. ”

He smiled bitterly, helpless in his heart, shook his head and laughed at himself:

"Hey, Ning Hong, Ning Hong, don't daydream, take your time!"

Ning Hong did not return to the dormitory, he went to the cafeteria to get a bun once a day seven days, practiced the iron cloth shirt for two hours in the morning during the day, and took out two hours in the afternoon to refine the Nine Fists of the Stacked Waves, and spent the rest of the day refining the upgraded version of the Great Zhou Tian Refining Technique, and in the dead of night in a small forest next to him, he practiced the Chaos Technique to refine the body and impact the meridians.

Every day is very full of time for him, and he doesn't give himself any leisure time.

Others had to sleep every day to recover their physical strength and maintain their spirits, and for Ning Hong, all of this could be solved by cultivating a chaotic technique, not only in cultivation, but also in spirit better than everyone else the next day

Although there is only an eleventh level difference from the Gathering Spirit Realm now, it is the real difficulty for the condensation peak to break through to the Gathering Spirits.

In this way, a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Ning Hong has become a must-see scenery in this martial arts training open space every day.

"Hey, classmate Ning, it's so early!" A female classmate took her best friend's hand and came to Ning Hong to say hello.

Ning Hong heard the girl's voice withdraw from the upgraded Great Zhou Tian Alchemy Technique, opened his eyes, smiled in return, and said lightly: "Morning!"

The bright morning sun shone on the handsome cheeks of the young man, and the bright smile made the hearts of countless girls ripple.

The two female classmates were stunned for a while, Ning Hong didn't care anymore, closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

After waiting for a while, the two of them found their gaffe, their faces were a little red, and they secretly glanced at Ning Hong, seeing that Ning Hong had closed his eyes, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and fled in a hurry.

Ning Hong is not surprised by this, this month, because of his appearance, female classmates come to greet him every day, which makes him very helpless, but he doesn't dare to say this, for fear of becoming a public enemy of boys in the school palace.

"Classmate Ning" The first two of them had just left for a while, and a loud and crisp voice sounded in Ning Hong's ears.

Hearing this voice, my body couldn't help but shake, and I had a tendency to run away.

The clatter footsteps stopped.

Opening his eyes and looking at the smiling girl in front of him, Ning Hong couldn't help but shake his head and said with a wry smile: "Senior Sister Shu, why are you here again?"

The girl was dressed in the same school palace costume as him, with her hands behind her back and her toes lightly cushioned.

The girl looks dignified and beautiful, her black hair is tied high, and there is a beaded hairpin on her bun, with tassels hanging from it, and when she speaks, the tassels are swaying, and when she laughs, the two small dimples at the corners of her mouth, even if they are not as stunning as moonlight Hansha, are still beautiful and moving in the sun.

"What's the matter, senior sister came to see junior brother, is there anything wrong?" Mingyan puffed out his cheeks and said coquettishly.

Looking at her beautiful appearance, Ning Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly, although it was not as soft as Miao Yuanyuan's innocence, it was also very powerful.

Ming Yan makeup, ten days ago, when she rushed back from outside the college, she happened to see Ning Hong's appearance, she didn't expect to be so dignified and quiet on the surface, she said something that other girls didn't dare to say, and directly confessed to Ning Hong, which made Ning Hong stunned at that time.

Looking back now, it's a little incredible, shouldn't girls be very reserved?

What made him speechless the most was that since then, Mingyan Makeup has come to this point every day, and he hasn't pulled it down for a day, and he hasn't mentioned the events of that day again, as if it hadn't happened.

Ming Yan squatted down in front of Ning Hong, this squat, the hospital uniform was close to her delicate body, outlining the seductive curves on her chest and waist, and those male classmates who were cultivating in the back couldn't help but pause and swallow their saliva when they saw this scene.

"Oops, honey, listen to me!"

As a scream and begging for mercy was heard, everyone came back to their senses, reluctantly retracted their gaze, and often glanced at it secretly, a little envious of Ning Hong.

Ning Hong stopped practicing, and started a small talk with Ming Yan a few days ago, to be exact, you ask me to answer, you say I listen, and Ning Hong is the passive one, occasionally interjecting a few sentences.

But Mingyan makeup didn't seem to have found it, and talked about it with a smile, sometimes making Ning Hong laugh and talk about it.

"Classmate Ning, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Ning Hong was stunned, what is the situation, chatting and chatting, why did this sentence suddenly come again, looking up at Ming Yan makeup, although the girl had a smile on her face, but he had experienced six years of being excluded by others, and Ning Hong, who had felt the heat and coldness of the world, found that hidden seriousness from under her eyes.

I will say in my heart: Damn, this senior sister won't really take a fancy to me.

Ning Hong shook his head, even if this senior sister is very good-looking, but he doesn't have time to fall in love now, he is getting closer and closer to the top of Xuanyuan, and the heavy responsibility and hatred on his shoulders do not allow him to fall in love at all.

When he thought that his opposition would make the other party disgusted, Ming Makeup Yan still smiled like a flower and said softly

"Senior sister believes. ”