Gao Wu: You Stole My Indicators, And You Still Want Me To Be Generous?

As the assessment of the martial arts academy approached, a tense atmosphere began to pervade the entire third year of high school.

Even Zhang Chen, who has a lively personality, hasn't talked that much in the past few days.

Xu Feng's pace of life is still the same.

Time passed by, and soon it was Tuesday night.

Tomorrow morning, all the third-year students of Tianhu No. 1 Middle School will go to the major test centers for the blood test.

Because everyone's test sites are assigned randomly by the system.

So Xu Feng regrettably didn't share the same place with Shen Shan, Zhang Chen and others, and couldn't go together tomorrow.

On the contrary, he was with Zhang Daqiang and Luo Yonghao in the seed group, both of whom were in the test center of Tianhu No. 3 Middle School.

However, the relationship between Xu Feng and these two people is just average, so there is no need to act together.

...

After dinner, Xu Feng first sent a message of blessing to Shen Shan.

I hope that the other party can get a good result in the test tomorrow, and let Shen Shan rest early by the way.

Shen Shan quickly replied with a message, and then Xu Feng sent another message...

The two chatted on the phone for a while before saying 'goodbye' to each other.

Originally, Xu Feng wanted to put down his phone, and then enter the practice of Yangyuan Zhuang.

But after thinking about it, he also sent Zhang Chen a blessing message.

Last time Xu Feng was told by this guy that he forgot his friends, this time he can't catch him.

Unexpectedly, two seconds later, Zhang Chen called, because the guy said he was nervous.

There was no way, Xu Feng could only hold his breath and chat with this guy for a long time, and finally hung up the phone.

For a moment, he regretted sending that kid Zhang Chen a message.

But at this time, Xu Feng had nothing else to do, so he poured a Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it.

It was another three hours of practice, and the Yangyuan pile was successfully completed.

Xu Feng opened the property panel in his mind, and carefully read the above information:

【Name: Xu Feng】

【Realm: Rank 1 Warrior】

[Cultivation method: Yangyuan pile · Consummation (800/800)]

[Martial Arts: Ben Leiquan Dacheng (192/400)]

【Qi and blood: 248/248】

After Xu Feng became a first-rank martial artist, he did not just transform Qi and blood when he cultivated the Yangyuan Zhuang.

Moreover, it is also necessary to carry the qi and blood to temper the skin of the whole body, which is the 'skin refining environment'.

As for why you want to do this.

On the one hand, using qi and blood to temper the skin of the whole body can enhance the defense and make the skin tougher.

But the strange thing is that although the tempered skin is tough, its sensitivity will be improved instead.

On the other hand, the purpose of the skin refining environment is also to increase the upper limit of the human body's capacity for qi and blood.

Comparing the warrior's body to a container, then Qi and blood are the liquid in the container.

The stronger the container is made and the more space is opened up inside, the more energy and blood it can hold in the future.

This is also the main reason why one must enter the Leather Refining Realm to become a rank one martial artist.

Because if you don't temper your body at this moment to make your body stronger, 200 blood points is almost the upper limit for everyone.

Of course, we don't talk about those people with extraordinary talents, that kind of people are born to hold more energy and blood than ordinary people.

But even so, they also have their own upper limit.

After reaching this upper limit, the body also needs to be tempered to have room for further improvement...

After glancing at the attribute panel, Xu Feng pressed his own skin again with his fingers.

He made a comparison in his mind:

"My blood value has reached 248 points, but I feel that the toughness of the skin is still not as good as the yellow hair I met that day.

It is conceivable that I was able to defeat the opponent that day, there was really an element of luck in it, otherwise I would have been suspended..."

Thinking of this, Xu Feng thought of the biker suit he met that day.

If his judgment is correct, that guy is Xiao Xiong who stole his Nanjiang Wuyuan index.

"An indicator from the Nanjiang Martial Academy, although it is useless to me now.

But that is the 'inheritance' left by the original parents after all, you shouldn't come to grab it! "

Xu Feng suddenly said something to himself.

...

In a huge villa in the center of Tianhu Lake.

Xiao Xiong, who Xu Feng was talking about, was standing angrily in front of the desk in the study.

Although he no longer wears a biker suit, his cut is still the same cut.

"Dad, you have someone to investigate me again, do you want to take care of everything I do?"

After seeing the middle-aged man walking in, Xiao Xiong poked his neck and said loudly.

When he heard the younger son's words, Xiao Shilin froze for a moment, and said with a cold face:

"What nonsense are you kidding? When will I find

Did someone investigate you? "

"Still saying no? Then what are these things on your table?

Only Brother Mao and the others knew about the conflict between me and this kid that day. How could you have information about this kid without investigating? "

Xiao Xiong said with an angry face, while pointing to the document with the photo on the table.

If Xu Feng were here, he would probably be shocked.

Because the photo on this document is exactly what he looks like.

At this time, Xiao Shilin's expression was also a little surprised, he even grabbed Xiao Xiong's arm, and said in a deep voice:

"What's going on? How did you get in touch with this person? Tell me carefully!"

Xiao Xiong, who was a little annoyed just now, was obviously frightened by his father's behavior at this time.

He didn't dare to complain about being investigated anymore.

I can only talk about everything from meeting a beautiful girl to Brother Mao being beaten.

Seeing Xiao Shilin's face getting darker and darker, he finally slapped the table and cursed:

"You bastard, why didn't you say something like this earlier?

Do you know who this person is? This kid's Nanjiang Martial Academy quota is the one that was replaced by you! "

"You didn't ask earlier."

Xiao Xiong first muttered weakly, and then said nonchalantly:

"Isn't he just a poor boy, what's the big deal?"

Xiao Shilin was almost not pissed off by this kid, he still had a straight face and said:

"You said that Huangmao was able to confirm that this kid was not a first-rank warrior?

Then why is Huang Mao, who is a rank one warrior, still unable to beat this kid? "

Xiao Xiong was stunned, nodded and said:

"That's right, Brother Mao...uh, Huang Mao said that the kid didn't even reach the level of leather refining, so naturally he is not a first-rank warrior.

But the kid was punching too fast, he kept greeting people's faces, and Huang Mao became dizzy after being punched a few times. "

"Hmph! I'm ashamed to say, look what kind of trash you've made friends with!"

Xiao Shilin cursed angrily, and asked again:

"Do you know what the blood value of that kid is?"

"How do I know?" Xiao Xiong asked back with a surprised face, and suddenly seemed to remember something:

"Oh, by the way, Brother Mao later said that he made a mistake for a while, but that kid is actually very weak..."

"Okay, okay, get out of here, stay safe these few days!"

Xiao Shilin breathed a sigh of relief, and while waving away people, he took out his mobile phone and started dialing.