The bungalow area next to the Yuntong River, Zhang Luoyu’s home.

It was mid-morning, and wisps of sunlight fell from the clean floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room, illuminating Han Dong's sportswear and Zhang Luoyu's gold-rimmed glasses.

Han Dong pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang, for letting me see these collections with my own eyes."

"Hi! Why are you so polite?" Zhang Luoyu sat on the sofa and pushed up his glasses: "Your dad and I have been friends for many years. We have known each other since he first opened a supermarket. It has been more than ten years now.

, you’ve grown so big too.”

Said.

Zhang Luoyu sighed softly, feeling a little nostalgic.

Han Dong responded with a smile... He was so excited that he seemed to be walking on clouds.

Just now he touched Uncle Zhang's collection. Seven of them all contained a trace of gray air, and they were all sucked out by him and integrated into his body!

These seven collections include copper coins and bamboo sticks, wine glass door knockers, and even slightly shabby stone ornaments!

No matter what the material is, it can contain gray and white airflow. And the common feature of these collections is that they have a long history of more than a hundred years!

"Uncle Zhang."

Han Dong smiled enthusiastically and stood up - click!

His knees made a bone-crushing sound, clear and powerful, echoing in the living room. This was precisely due to the sudden increase in all aspects of his physical fitness.

Zhang Luoyu was startled, frowned slightly, and asked: "Xiaodong, are you too tired from studying in your senior year of high school? Do you have some bone loss?"

Normally.

How could a boy who was only 18 years old squat for a long time and stand up, causing his bones to crack? Zhang Luoyu thought it was because Han Dong didn't exercise much and his body was too weak.

Han Dong shook his head and explained with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, I have been practicing martial arts recently. I often exercise my bones and promote bone development."

"oh."

Zhang Luoyu suddenly realized.

He thought Han Dong lacked exercise, but he didn't expect the opposite to be true...Han Dong was actually practicing martial arts! If he were an ordinary person, he would be curious, but Zhang Luoyu was different.

He has a net worth of tens of millions, has a relatively high level of contact, and has some knowledge of warriors.

From ninth grade to first grade, then you are a warrior. In Suhe City, warriors have a very high status. There are three warriors who have opened martial arts schools in Suhe City, and they all have extraordinary status.

Kaka.

Han Dong stretched his legs and said: "Uncle Zhang, it's almost noon, so I won't disturb Uncle Zhang. Thank you very much this time."

Without Zhang Luoyu's collection, Han Dong would not have been able to get the seven strands of gray air, and he would not have been able to determine the conditions for the existence of the gray air. Even he himself could not have imagined that everything would go so smoothly.

"Haha." Zhang Luoyu walked towards Han Dong and said, "Xiaodong, don't leave in a hurry. Uncle Zhang's daughter is also experimenting in Suhe City. Although she is a senior in high school majoring in science, she also has a common topic with you. I'll save it later.

Let’s have lunch together next time.”

Han Dong was stunned: "Uncle Zhang, this..."

Snap.

Zhang Luoyu patted Han Dong on the shoulder, and he suddenly felt like he was patting on a stone. He pushed the gold-rimmed mirror frame and said enthusiastically: "No hurry, no hurry. Xiaodong, since you are here, why do you want it?"

Try Uncle Zhang’s craftsmanship.”

Han Dong had no choice but to accept the offer.

Although he was anxious to go home and further adjust his short-term plans, the help that Uncle Zhang Luoyu gave him was so great that he was embarrassed to refuse.

At this time.

"Oops!" A girl with bright eyes and white teeth, wearing light pink home pajamas, opened the bedroom door, rubbed her beautiful eyes in confusion, and said dissatisfied: "Dad, who are you talking to on the phone? Can you please be quiet-

—”

"ah!"

She looked at Han Dong and exclaimed... Obviously she didn't expect that a strange boy would come to the house.

Zhang Luoyu said awkwardly: "Xiaomeng, did dad wake you up? By the way, this is Han Dong, the child of your uncle Han Wenzhi. Xiaodong is a third-year liberal arts major in the city's experimental high school, and you are also considered a classmate."

"Dad, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Zhang Meng pursed his lips, a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, then looked at Han Dong and said politely: "Hello, classmate Han Dong."

Zhang Luoyu shook his head: "Dad sent you a text message because he was worried about disturbing your sleep."

"snort."

Zhang Meng said unhappily: "I can only sleep well on Sundays, and you are still quarreling with your daughter. You are still your biological father."

Said.

She walked to the edge of the living room, looked at Han Dong, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm a little angry when I wake up. Well... what shift are you in?"

Han Dong replied: "I am Han Dong from Class 7, a liberal arts student... Ahem, I know you. You are Zhang Meng, who is in the top ten in science class. I used you as a role model."

example?

Zhang Meng's eyes lit up and he suddenly became interested. He tugged on his long hair and said, "Really? Your grades should be pretty good."

Han Dong said reservedly: "My grades are not worth mentioning. I heard that when you were in the second year of high school, you were still in the middle of the class... But after you entered the third year of high school, your grades improved by leaps and bounds. The teacher in our class often mentioned your name to encourage us.

"

Zhang Meng was a little embarrassed: "Hehe."

After these two sentences... Zhang Meng had a good impression of the strange boy in front of him with a handsome face and a steady temperament.

Zhang Luoyu touched his daughter Zhang Meng's head and said with emotion: "Xiao Meng's grades are indeed very good. You guys chat first, and I will cook for you."

"Go, go, go, I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs." Zhang Meng pushed Zhang Luoyu: "If your cooking is not delicious, I will file a complaint against you when mom comes back."

"You kid, you still don't believe in your dad's craftsmanship."

Zhang Luoyu laughed and walked into the kitchen.

Zhang Meng, on the other hand, invited Han Dong to sit down and chatted about some interesting things about the senior year of high school, which turned from unfamiliar to somewhat familiar.

——

That night, in the bedroom at home.

Han Dong held the dark black mouse tightly and kept clicking, searching for relevant information on martial arts. The desktop computer screen glowed, reflecting his delighted face.

"Today is a good day. I have breathed in a full seven strands of gray air, and I can feel that my body is full of strength." He chirped: "Also, Uncle Zhang's skills are very good, but Uncle Zhang is too enthusiastic.

Let me add Zhang Meng as QQ friends. Fortunately, Zhang Meng has a gentler personality... A normal adolescent girl would probably feel conflicted and very dissatisfied."

clatter.

Da da.

Han Dong clicked the mouse and looked at the detailed information on the screen.

…

From the ninth to seventh levels of martial arts, health maintenance and strength training can make you energetic and full of strength. Finally, when the strength of the limbs and waist and abdomen are integrated, you will reach the peak of the seventh level.

From the sixth to fourth levels of martial arts, polishing the body can make the energy and blood overflow, the bones can be extremely strong, and the strength of the whole body can reach the point where both strength and softness are combined, which is the peak of the fourth level.

From the third to first level martial arts level, if you have thorough strength, you have a huge strength, you have full physical strength, you can send and receive strength at will, and you are harmonious and cohesive, you are the pinnacle of the first level.

These are the descriptions of martial arts levels.

As for the first-level warriors, no description can be found on the Internet. It is obviously confidential martial arts information.

"A huge force."

Han Dong pursed his lips and said secretly: "The power of a thousand catties is indeed very powerful. It is beyond the strength of normal people, but it does not exceed the limit of the human body. Some boxers who cannot practice martial arts also have the strength of a thousand catties... In terms of actual combat ability

, obviously those who practice martial arts are stronger."

Han Dong clicked the mouse and browsed the complicated information on the Internet at will. The short-term plan gradually became clear... He continued to look for the gray air flow and integrated it into his body to improve his martial arts level.

You must at least reach a martial arts level of level seven or above before the college entrance examination.

"If you are above the seventh rank, you can be admitted to an ordinary university. If you can reach the fifth rank, you can even be admitted to a major university!" Han Dong secretly longed for it, and a question arose in his mind - what martial arts level is he equivalent to?

Ninth grade?

Or the eighth grade?

Suddenly, Han Dong's right palm froze, and the corner of his mouth curved in an awkward manner: "This morning at Uncle Zhang's house... I said that I practiced martial arts and strengthened my bones - did Uncle Zhang think that I had a martial arts level of six or above?

"

"faint!"

"I, I don't have a level yet..."

——

Monday morning, in the classroom of Class 7, Grade 3.

It was during the lunch break, and the students were all taking a rest, while Gu Yuanliang and Han Dong, who were in the third row by the window, were whispering to each other.

Gu Yuanliang looked at Han Dong in confusion and asked in a low voice: "Han Dong, are you crazy? There are still more than ninety days before the college entrance examination, and you want to become a martial arts student? Your grades are also very good, why do you have to change to martial arts?
To be continued...