Gao Wu: Ah, yes, yes, I am a bad student.

Open the window again to see what's going on outside.

By the way, see what happened to the man who took his cigarette butt.

If you really burn someone, you will still have to pay for the medical bill.

However, it was unusually quiet outside, as if no one had ever been there.

"What's the situation?"

After waiting for a while, it was still very quiet, Chen Fan was relieved, put the smell away and went back to sleep.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, he slowly woke up.

The room has been cleaned up, and Jin Lian is not there.

On the coffee table in the living room, there is also a breakfast that has long been cool.

Chen Fan brought it hot, and it was lunch.

After eating and drinking, he picked up the [Shi Shaotian Fist] left by Liang Dong and read it.

This was thought out yesterday before going to bed, because when reading books yesterday, I found two autobiographies about national arts.

One is [Inch Fist Experience], and the other is [Baguazhang Outline].

In fact, the national art was already lonely long before the revival of the aura.

Not mentioning martial virtue shows the sadness of many national artists, and also makes many people full of suspicion of national arts.

Until now, this kind of books have basically disappeared.

But Chen Fan didn't think.

It's not that the national art can't do it, but those so-called masters, the level is too poor, there is no long-term combat training.

Such a person, no matter how special there are routines and tricks, people punch them, they don't even have the ability to dodge, and they also hit a yarn.

Although it is now a high-martial arts world, ancient martial arts have also appeared, but through yesterday's reading, Chen Fan firmly believes that national arts can be compatible with ancient martial arts, and can fully achieve the effect of 1+1=2, which is ignored by everyone.

Soon, I read all the books and fully understood the content.

Chen Fan found the miniature strength testing machine and cast it casually in the room.

Shi Shaotian's fist emphasizes rigidity, and fully mobilizes the energy under one punch to maximize its power.

But the learning conditions must be at least bronze level, because black iron cannot yet mobilize the breath freely.

Bang!

Power value 50.

A punch, bringing up a strong wind, obviously does not reach the desired power.

Clearing the value to zero again, Chen Fan touched the testing machine with his fingertips, mastered the distance, and instantly clenched his fist to exert force.

Bang!

Power value 500!

Really!

Chen Fan is overjoyed, this is the power technique of the inch fist.

After mastering, combined with Shi Shaotian's fist, it can increase the original strength several times.

Isn't the national art strong, but the people who use it are not strong, right?

After repeated practice, as I quickly became proficient, my power also increased, eventually reaching 800.

This value is already considered the top in the second class of three years.

And those people have basically advanced to bronze, and they are in the black iron three-star.

Of course, Zhuo Yanfei's monster was not counted in it.

With his gold-level strength, tens of thousands of forces are also easy.

After spending a long time at home, I am a little lonely and cold.

And the principal pulled out this line, of course, it is best to ask him as soon as possible.

Second high school, three years and two shifts.

During the recess, Jin Lian walked to the door and heard Zhao Shuai's dissatisfaction.

"Li Fang, you are enough, it's almost time for class, you better go back to your class quickly."

The words fell, and the class fell silent.

"Are you talking to me, again?"

Li Fang's voice sounded, and his tone was full of confidence.

"Li Fang, go back quickly, class is about to start."

Jin Lian embroidered her eyebrows slightly wrinkled and walked in, disgusted in her heart, but there was no majesty in her tone as a teacher.

No way, Li Fang's own brother is Li Yan, the key support object of the school, his own qualifications are second only to Li Yan, and the school still expects them to stabilize their grades.

"It's not that I said, this group of rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs in your class is a burden for the second high."

Only a genius like Zhuo Yanfei can make me a little interested in discussing martial arts, and I am asking for teaching. Listening

to Li Fang's words, except for Zhuo Yanfei, the whole class hated their teeth itching, the other party was too rampant, but no one dared to say anything.

"Li Fang, the next two classes are self-study, you should go back to your own classroom, if you mess around like this again, I will find the principal."

Li Fang still didn't care, but his gaze fell on Zhuo Yanfei who had been reading by himself, not putting him in his eyes at all, and staying out of the matter, and his heart was very unwilling.

This is Zhuo's goddaughter, taking her and becoming a son-in-law, maybe you can enter the new world, this is the biggest shortcut.

How many girls squeezed their heads to get closer, and they have been going smoothly, but now they have encountered problems.

But he is confident that although his strength is not as good as the other party, his family is not bad, as long as he gives her a good impression, everything will be good in the future.

"You don't need to look for it, I'll find it myself."

Li Fang's gaze fell on Zhuo Yanfei's beautiful face, and he dialed the principal with a smile.

"Principal, you guys are going to have a meeting later, right, seeing that the grades of the second class of the third year are so bad, why don't you let me take them with you?"

Jin Lian was speechless, in the second high school, he could talk to the principal like this, because the grades were very good, and the overall level of the second high school was not good, facing a crisis.

However, to her and the surprise of the class, the principal quickly agreed!

"I heard it, you will honestly learn from me later."

Turning off the mobile phone, Li Fang was very proud, ignoring Jin Lian at all, and his gaze fell on Zhuo Yanfei.

The crowd was indignant, which was a great humiliation.

Being on the head, you still have to listen to people?

Many boys have a crush on Zhuo Yanfei, but at the moment they can only stare stupidly and can't do anything.

"Special, who can kill Li Fang, I recognize him as a father!"

"I recognize him as a grandfather!"

"Someone to help you still want to find someone cheap, sons and grandchildren must not have pocket money?

Someone killed him, I'm a loyal dogleg! Zhao

Shuai was originally extremely angry, and when he heard the discussion of his classmates, he wanted to be a hero.

Zhuo Yanfei, but also his goddess!

Syllable!

Suddenly, he slapped the table angrily, got up and pulled Li Fang with his hand.

Such a move instantly attracted the attention of the students.

"What's wrong?" Li Fang's gaze was not good, and the strength of the silver star was exposed.

Seeing this, Zhao Shuai's face did not change color, and he spoke righteously.

"I'll tell you Li Fang, you think you're very powerful, right?

Your brother is Li Yan, your grades are not bad, right, you can still talk to the principal like this!

Li Fang: "Ah, how to drop?"

Zhao Shuai still did not change his face, and his tone did not decrease by half a point.

"You have this privilege, you will teach us well later!"

Everyone: "!! Jin

Lian: "......."

Is this the hardest tone and the most provocative words?

"Alas.."

Zhuo Yanfei, who had been reading books seriously, secretly sighed, helpless to the weakness of these people.

The class bell rang, and Jin Lian left.

Li Fang whispered to Zhuo Yanfei: "Let's go, let's go to the playground together." "

No one responded for a long time, as if they were air.

Li Fang thought for a while and said, "Don't keep reading these books, sooner or later the ancient martial arts of the old world will be completely eliminated, and we should find a way to contact the new martial arts."

Speaking of Xinwu, do you know who my dad is? Zhuo

Yanfei's brows frowned slightly, she was a little impatient, and was considering whether to use force to get this goods out.

At this moment, Chen Fan walked in.

Seeing Li Fang actually sitting in his place, his heart was unhappy.

"Who's your daddy? Didn't your mother tell you? "