Gao Wu: You Stole My Quota And You Still Expect Me To Be Generous?

As the martial arts college exam approaches, a tense atmosphere begins to permeate the entire senior year.

Even Zhang Chen, who has an active personality, has not been so talkative in recent days.

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

Time flies, and soon it is Tuesday night.

Tomorrow morning, all senior three students of Tianhu No. 1 Middle School will go to various test sites to test their Qi and blood values.

Because everyone's test site is randomly assigned by the system.

So Xu Feng is very sorry that he is not in the same place as Shen Shan, Zhang Chen and others, and cannot travel together tomorrow.

Instead, he is with Zhang Daqiang and Luo Yonghao from the seed group, all at the test site of Tianhu No. 3 Middle School.

However, Xu Feng's relationship with these two people is just average, so there is naturally no need to act together.

...

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

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

Shen Shan quickly sent a message back, and then Xu Feng sent another one...

The two chatted on the phone for a long time before saying "goodbye" to each other.

Originally, Xu Feng wanted to put down his phone and start practicing Yang Yuan Zhuang.

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

Last time, Xu Feng was accused by this guy of forgetting friends for beauty, and this time he must not be caught by him.

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

There was no way, Xu Feng could only patiently talk to this guy for a long time, and finally hung up the phone.

For a while, he regretted sending a message to Zhang Chen.

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

After another three hours of practice, Yang Yuan Zhuang was successfully completed.

Xu Feng opened the attribute panel in his mind and carefully read the information on it:

[Name: Xu Feng]

[Realm: First-class Warrior]

[Skill: Yangyuan Posture·Perfection (800/800)]

[Martial Arts: Thunder Fist·Great Completion (192/400)]

[Qi and Blood: 248/248]

After Xu Feng entered the first-class warrior, practicing Yangyuan Posture was not just about transforming Qi and Blood.

It was also necessary to move Qi and Blood to temper the skin of the whole body, which was the "Skin Refining Realm".

As for why this was done.

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

But strangely, although the tempered skin is tough, the sensitivity will be improved.

On the other hand, the purpose of the Skin Refining Realm is to enhance the upper limit of the body's capacity for Qi and Blood.

If the warrior's body is likened to a container, then Qi and Blood are the liquid in the container.

Only when the container is made stronger and more space is opened up inside, the more Qi and Blood can be accommodated in the future.

This is also the main reason why a first-class warrior must enter the skin refining realm.

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

Of course, this does not include those gifted people who can naturally accommodate more blood and qi than ordinary people.

But even so, they have their own upper limit.

After reaching this upper limit, you still need to temper your body to have room for further improvement...

After taking a look at the attribute panel, Xu Feng pressed his skin with his fingers again.

He made a comparison in his mind:

"My Qi and blood value has reached 248 points, but I feel that my skin is still not as tough as the yellow-haired guy I met that day.

It is conceivable that I was able to defeat him that day. I was really lucky, otherwise I would have been in trouble..."

Thinking of this, Xu Feng remembered the motorcycle suit and crew cut guy he met that day.

If his judgment is correct, that guy is Xiao Xiong who robbed his Nanjiang Martial Arts College quota.

"A Nanjiang Martial Arts College quota, although it is of no use to me now.

But it is the 'legacy' left by the original parents after all, you shouldn't come to rob it!"

Xu Feng suddenly muttered to himself.

...

In a huge villa in the center of Tianhu City.

Xiao Xiong, the motorcycle suit and crew cut guy that Xu Feng was talking about, was standing in front of the desk in the study room with some anger at this time.

Although he was no longer wearing motorcycle suits, his crew cut was still the same crew cut.

"Dad, you asked someone to investigate me again. Do you want to control everything I do?"

When Xiao Xiong saw the middle-aged man coming in, he said loudly with his neck stiff.

When Xiao Shilin heard his youngest son's words, he was stunned for a moment and said coldly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ask someone to investigate you?"

"You still say no? Then what are these things on your desk?

Only Brother Mao and the others know about the conflict between me and this kid that day. How can you have this kid's information if you didn't investigate?"

Xiao Xiong said angrily, pointing to the document with a photo on the table.

If Xu Feng were here, he would 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 actually 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 in detail!"

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

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

He could only tell everything from meeting a beautiful girl to Brother Mao being beaten.

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

"You bastard, why didn't you say it earlier when you encountered such a thing?

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

"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 mad at this kid, still with a stern face, and said:

"You said that the yellow-haired man was sure that this kid was not a first-class warrior?

Then why was the yellow-haired man, a first-class warrior, still unable to beat this kid?"

Xiao Xiong was stunned for a moment, nodded and said:

"Yes, Brother Mao... uh, the yellow-haired man said that the kid couldn't even practice martial arts. If he hasn't even reached the skin realm, he's naturally not a first-class warrior.

But this guy's punching speed is too fast, and he keeps hitting people in the face. Huangmao was knocked unconscious after a few punches. "

"Hmph! You still have the nerve to say that, look at the trash you've made friends with!"

Xiao Shilin cursed angrily, and then asked:

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

"How should I know?" Xiao Xiong asked back in surprise, and suddenly seemed to remember something:

"Oh, by the way, Brother Mao later said that he made a mistake, and that kid's blood was actually very weak..."

"Okay, okay, get out of here, and behave yourself these days!"

Xiao Shilin breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to drive people away, and took out his mobile phone to start dialing.