Dormitory building.

Just after six o'clock in the morning, Han Dong, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, walked out of the dormitory and ran slowly towards the playground.

He needs to sort out his thoughts.

Pick.

Pick.

The rhythmic sound of footsteps resounded throughout the quiet campus.

Han Dong is one of the few early students, and of course some get up early, but they basically go to the library, and he is the only one who runs slowly on the playground.

"first."

"The power in my body is still the power of cohesion. Because there is still a small part of the qi and blood and the power in my body, it has not merged."

“Second.”

"The current first-grade condensation power has a degree of fusion of about 60%, and has turned into a fog condensation form, which is comparable to the internal force of fog condensation in the martial arts realm."

Then... Han Dong didn't dare to think too much.

If you follow the saying of one step ahead and one step ahead, the first-grade mist condenses, the corresponding warrior realm has internal force for liquid presentation, but only the general can have internal force for liquid presentation.

Huh.

Huh.

Han Dong took a breath and pondered: "The basis for dividing the three realms of martial arts is never based on the form of internal force, but through changes in physical fitness."

The Martial Arts aims to coagulate blood. Through the internal refining of the coagulation fog, the blood is like lead and mercury, which is heavy and inexplicable. A trace of light is hidden in the flow, giving warriors extraordinary endurance and physical strength.

The military general realm aims to cleanse the marrow, so that the internal force of the body can be spread throughout the body with liquid, so that the tendons, veins and bones will undergo qualitative changes from the inside out, and will be as strong as iron, enhancing the incredible aggression of the military generals.

As for Emperor Wuzong, he didn't know.

But Han Dong deeply understood that blood coagulation is the realm of warriors, and marrow washing is the realm of warriors. The internal force form is a matching state, which is the basic law of martial arts.

But now.

He broke free from this basic order and reached the fog condensation form with the first grade level.

It’s like the age of going to college should be eighteen, but I was admitted to university early at the age of fourteen or five... university is like a fog-condensing form, and age is equivalent to the realm of a warrior.

"So."

"The difference between me and the Martial Arts is only blood coagulation." Han Dong couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. The gray and white air gave him incredible endurance and physical strength. Compared with the Martial Arts, it is probably even better than that.

Time passed little by little, and Han Dong sorted out his thoughts.

In fact, all this comes from the gray and white air flow. As early as the third grade, it has laid a powerful foundation. When it reaches the second grade, it will be above the limit in one fell swoop.

Above the limit of the second grade, there is a huge force of 30,000 kilograms.

Above the limit of the first grade, there is a cohesion force that exceeds the normal state of fog condensation.

"never mind."

"At present, there is a 60% fusion level. When you reach the level of warrior, you will think about it carefully. Anyway, this is not a bad thing."

Han Dong smiled and left the playground.

At this time it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and some students got up early to run and had already observed Han Dong, who was thinking, either envious or worshipped, or ignored him, or shook his head without saying a word.

Because Han Dong runs faster.

Some students who have just arrived less than ten minutes have even been surpassed by Han Dong three or four times, and they are inevitably unbalanced and have various emotions that cannot be counted.

...

It's noon.

After completing all the admission procedures, Han Dong found the dormitory management office and applied to replace the iron bed in the dormitory with brand new ones.

The teacher in charge of registration looked at Han Dong with strange looks.

He also knew that the third-rank martial arts students had great power, but Han Dong was the first martial arts student who had a crushed iron bed at the beginning of school.

He just couldn't figure it out.

What kind of sports can be done like this?

"Ahem."

Han Dong sent the curious teacher out of the dormitory and back to the bedroom. Looking at the brand new iron bed, he secretly swore: "You must control your strength next time."

Slurry.

Slurry.

He drank two tubes of nutrient solution casually and was about to continue standing.

Buzz!

A heavy tremor sounded gently.

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, picked up the martial arts world contactor beside the bed, unlocked it and saw that it was the message group established by the middle-level martial artist Cheng Gang.

"Tan Li, Han Dong, I am fifty kilometers south of Anbu Township."

"After tracing, the man in black who distributed the small card was indeed possessed by a ghost, which also means that the mission has not been completed yet, and I need your help."

Seeing this, Han Dong couldn't help but frown... The small card he received in Muquan Township was really a ghost?

But the problem is.

I just finished the admission procedures and left school now, and I always feel that it doesn’t fit my student identity.

But Han Dong thought again... His main identity is a great rank comparable to a martial artist, not a student. This is probably in the Jiangnan Academy and his heart is in the martial arts world.

Hmm.

Anbu Township.

Han Dong pursed his lips, clicked the contactor screen, and found out the location of Anbu Township. It was about 200 kilometers away from Jiangnan City and was close to the border area of ​​Jiangnan Province.

So close to the border?

He frowned, and a look of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Master once told himself that the generals should not go to the province's borders alone before, and even in order to perform tasks, he must give up.

On the screen.

Tan Li sent a message: How did you run there? Thirty kilometers ahead is the border distance of Jiangnan Province.

Cheng Gang replied: I know, but there is no way. I have already chased here, and I have trapped the ghost in a valley and will definitely be able to kill it.

Tan Li was silent for a while, as if she was moved: A possessed wise ghost is indeed too lethal. If she escapes to other provinces, it will cause at least hundreds of deaths.

Cheng Gang seemed a little anxious: When will you come? If you don’t come, I will post a mission to invite other warriors.

Tan Li sent a voice message: I just finished the mission and happened to be close to you. I expected to arrive before night. But don’t move forward anymore, I won’t get close to the border easily. In addition, Han Dong reported to Jiangnan Academy today, don’t bother him, we are enough.

good!

Cheng Gang replied to the text, and then there was no news.

At the same time, Han Dong, who was standing in the dormitory, sighed and was speechless for a long time... He also wanted to go and assist, but the mentality that suited him best should be to try to avoid serious dangers that he should not have been involved in.

in short.

He can't die, at least not yet.

If the world is invincible, it will become the realm of Wuzong. So with his extraordinary qualifications and the mysterious effect of gray and white airflow, it is probably not the upper limit. Even if you want to experience the tempering of life and death, you must be controlled within a certain range.

It's too dangerous to approach the border.

Han Dong thought about it and couldn't go. At worst, he could return the reward from the last mission, so he sent a WeChat message to Tan Li to express his apology.

He is not afraid of death.

But at least we have to wait until the hidden dangers on my sister Han Qian are completely solved. If we are just for the sake of passion and impulsiveness, we may not reach the Wuzong realm and will die.

After a while.

Tan Li posted a WeChat expression of 'haha laugh': "You are the limit of the first-class, and you shouldn't have taken risks. Never apologize for this. Unless you know your friend's request for help and you are willing to do so, you can cancel the task after taking it."

Can I cancel the task?

Han Dong was stunned and shook his head with amusement and tears.

He still remembered that the cleaning tasks in Muquan Township were exactly what the master mandated to go to.

"You have not adapted to the world of martial arts. Remember, no matter what decision you make, choose - just be responsible for yourself. It is meaningless and you will easily cause trouble." Tan Li reminded her friendly words and then she will not reply.

Obviously.

Tan Li has already gone to assist Cheng Gang.

Huh.

Han Dong ignored it and continued to practice the full version of the anode pile.
To be continued...