Global superpower, awakening Samadhi True Fire at the beginning

Petiole Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

These are all benefits that the Tiandou Martial Arts Hall is optimistic about itself and will give itself.

Or, to put it another way, these are human favors!

However, for themselves, the value of these things is not too much.

In the future, when the Heaven Dou Martial Arts Hall needs help, when he can, he will not shirk.

Snap....

With the sound of the door opening.

At this time, Ye Hao also returned.

He was on crutches, but his movements were also strong, carrying a bag of fresh vegetables and ribs, and opening the door.

Seeing that Petiole Yan was at home, Ye Hao was a little surprised.

"Son, came back so early?"

Petio Yanyan nodded and said, "Those who volunteer to fill in the martial arts are on holiday, and I will also make some preparations for the martial arts examination in advance."

Ye Hao also smiled when he saw the boxes spread out on the ground and the spears placed on the table.

"Teacher Zheng called me in the morning, these should be the rewards given by the Education Bureau and the school."

Then, Ye Hao asked again, "You haven't used gene element energy reagents, dad still has some savings here, you can..."

Petiole Yan smiled slightly and interrupted, "No need, the school rewarded a bottle, on the delivery road." Although

Ye Hao is disabled and retired, the annual subsidy is about 150,000 Chinese dollars.

But a bottle of gene element energy reagents costs 800,000 Chinese dollars, which is enough to cover Ye Hao's five-year retirement subsidy.

Since the school has a reward, why refuse the school's kindness and let the father spend this money.

What's more, there are still more than a million petiole words left.

When Ye Hao heard this, he nodded and sighed, "The country's cultivation of talents is indeed comprehensive.

"Dad, I've just eaten, I'm going to the park now to practice marksmanship and try weapons."

After saying hello to his father, Petiole Yan went downstairs and came to the nearest park in Splendid Garden.

There are many empty spaces in this park, and in the atmosphere of martial arts in the Huaxia Kingdom, there are also some martial artists who hone their body skills here, and even some martial artists who compete with each other.

Petiole Yan carried the black luster spear throughout, walked to a no-man's land, took out the spear and weighed it slightly, this E+ grade alloy spear weighed about 60 kilograms.

Judging from the current F-level strength of the petiole Yan, it is still relatively handy.

In the previous life, although Petiole Yan was admitted to the mechanized combat major, as an F-class wind system powerhouse, he also honed his marksmanship for a period of time.

Petiole Yan held the spear in his hand, his steps moved slightly, the spear turned into an afterimage, and the fierce wind swept up the surrounding leaves...

These winds are the F-level wind system powers of petiole Yan.

Under the dance of the spear, the F-class wind system energy can also blow a bit of a biting chill.

Immediately afterwards, the petiole shook his wrist!

A raging flame rushed out, enveloping the spear, and the tip of the spear was like a fire snake, sweeping across the place, making a crackling air explosion.

Point, stab, split, pick, smash, poke...

In one move, Petiole Yan gradually became familiar with the gun in his hand, although it was not a superb technique, but the victory was skillful and presentable.

This is just the F-level basic marksmanship that Ye Shiyan learned in the previous life, and he plans to wait until he enters the Wuke University before entering the library to learn some high-level exotic arts, combat techniques and exercises.

However, at the moment, the petiole speech has not relaxed.

This practice, it was in the afternoon.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Province, the provincial capital of Jiang'an City.

Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

The gloomy sky gradually blew the wind.

The rain fell with a bang.

An A-class fighter took off from the tarmac of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall at this time.

In the roar, the wind and waves will set off the rain around them.

"In Qingcheng, two hundred kilometers near Yangcheng, there is a psychic from the spiritual system of the Thunder Martial Hall, and the traces of the sixth-order pagan bloody hand have been discovered..."

"Yangcheng this morning, an S-level supernatural awakened, and the target of the bloody hand is likely to be him."

"Be sure to support as soon as possible!"

In the roar of the fighter, the voice of the walkie-talkie also weakened a little, and soon, the A-class fighter of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall flew towards Yangcheng.

......

"Life is really... It's wonderful. Zheng

Yuan lay on the bed, nibbled on a bite of heavenly snow ice cream, took another bite of Osiran steak, and touched his gradually rounded belly.

Not long after the morning awakening test.

Zheng Yuan as an awakened person of S-class powers.

The bank card soon received a bonus of 8 million yuan from the Yangcheng Education Bureau and a 15 million bonus from the Jiang Provincial Education Bureau.

Zheng Yuan was so excited that he immediately ordered a large number of dishes and desserts from Yangcheng high-end restaurants to celebrate.

Now, the living room table is filled with untouched delicacies.

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

Zheng Yuan opened the door and took another package of couriers, which were the E-level equipment and weapons he had purchased in the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion.

After all, there was money, and Zheng Yuan did not save it, all of which he bought E-grade equipment.

However, when he opened the package, he also found that it was all E+ grade materials.

Zheng Yuan was slightly excited for a while, and then dialed Petioyan's mobile phone.

"Brother Yan, I ordered a table of delicious food, I plan to invite the classmates to a big meal, you can come over in the evening."

Petiole Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll come over in a moment." "

Zheng Yuan's parents work in Yanjing, and only his grandmother is at home, and at this moment, Zheng Yuan's grandmother is also rubbing mahjong with other grandpas and aunts in the teahouse outside.

Zheng Yuan hung up the phone and sent a message to the group of the third (4th) class of Yangcheng No. 2 Middle School and High School, inviting the classmates to come over for dinner.

However, most of the students who applied for the liberal arts examination declined.

Although the college entrance examination is approaching and the school end time is earlier, they still have to go home or go back to the dormitory to continue reviewing their homework.

Most of the students who applied for the martial arts examination readily accepted.

Yangcheng is not big, and in less than an hour, more than twenty classmates arrived at Zheng Yuan's house.

Except for the petiole Yan, everyone else arrived.

A group of familiar young people, or classmates, were punching and chatting in the room, which was very lively.

"So many people ... I'm afraid that something will go wrong, and we can't take care of it. Hidden

in the secret, Feng Long, the head of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall who guarded Zheng Yuan, raised his eyebrows.

He is a fourth-order powerhouse of the Yangcheng Thunder Martial Hall, and he has a C-level power of the soil system.

"Probably not, the sixth-order powerhouses are also high-level among the pagans, and the number is very small."

Another C-level water system powerhouse of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, Jiang Lan, smacked his lips.

"As long as there is no sixth-order powerhouse coming to Yang City, there is Heaven Dou, and the curator of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall is there, even if it is a fifth-order, it can't turn over the wind and waves."

"What if, I mean what if, comes the sixth order?"

Jiang

Lan didn't reply, in fact, he didn't know the bottom of his heart about the sudden appearance of an S-level genius in Yangcheng.

No one knows what kind of behavior the pagans will make.