Jiang Ye was a little excited. After he recovered, he immediately went down to the second floor.

Walking into the strength testing room of the martial arts school, there was an old strength testing equipment placed here. With an idea, he transformed into Saitama's hero body and punched the tattered boxing target.

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

This broken piece of equipment was shaken by the punch and looked like it was about to fall apart. Jiang Ye sweated on his forehead.

If Jiang Jingjun knew that he had punched the equipment and destroyed it, his irritable father would go crazy.

Fortunately, the machine finally fell apart, showing its strength figure, 4632.6 kilograms.

"4.6 tons!"

Jiang Ye looked at this number and felt a little unreal. Three days ago, he could only hit 1,000 kilograms. After just three days, his strength increased by 3.6 times to 4.6 tons.

The speed of progress is incredible!

Of course, it also shows how magical and powerful the spiritual heroic body is!

but.

He also knows that his 4.6 tons of attack power is nothing now.

This kind of combat power is mediocre among many first-level spiritual practitioners. Many of those first-level strong men reach the end of the first level and approach the second level. After transforming into a powerful heroic body, they can hit with one punch.

10 tons of power!

He still has to keep working hard.

So, he turned back into his human body, walked downstairs and left the martial arts gym, and began the day's exercise.

"Congratulations to the host, your strength is +0.3kg."

"Congratulations to the host, your strength is +0.3kg."

"Congratulations to the host, your strength is +0.4kg."

"Congratulations to the host, your strength is +0.4kg."

After one round, his physical strength increased by a full 50.6kg!

He felt right indeed, his strength had grown to the stage of taking off, and there would be more tomorrow.

After exercising, he began to practice the Force for more than an hour. After practicing the Force, he spent almost all his time on comprehending the spiritual lines. The color of the light golden spiritual lines became more and more intense. At night,

After ten o'clock.

Um?

Jiang Ye, who was comprehending the spiritual patterns, noticed the changes and came out of the enlightenment state with surprise.

Looking at the spiritual patterns on Yuan Ling's feet, the originally light golden spiritual patterns completely turned into golden yellow, emitting a faint golden light.

good!

Is this done?!

Jiang Ye was delighted to see it, and immediately took off a small piece of sword from his light splitting sword and went down to the courtyard of the martial arts gym.

In the night.

Jiang Ye threw the small silver-white sword in his hand in front of him, and the pure white force spread out instantly, immediately wrapping the small sword in it.

The small sword is suspended in the air.

then.

Jiang Ye's consciousness suddenly moved, and he used the Force with his own consciousness to control the small sword to fly slowly in the air, and then the speed became faster and faster, so fast that it made a shrill sound piercing the air.

Although the small sword flew very fast, the flying position was controlled very accurately by him.

He tried several times to pass it through the waist and armpits without any problem.

"receive."

Jiang Ye smiled, and the small sword flew back and fell on his palm.

He looked at the small sword in his hand and thought to himself, this spiritual technique is only the first level of sword control. The speed of drawing the sword is so fast. Moreover, this is an extremely sharp weapon after all, even if the attack power is far inferior to the physical strength.

, the threat will not be much lower.

He will condense more and more Yuanling in the future.

Li Xiaoyao's spiritual skills are compulsory.

Because, he knows that practicing spiritual arts is to understand the "principle of spiritual arts".

The higher the level of spiritual arts, the stronger the mastery of spiritual arts.

He learned Li Xiaoyao's spiritual skills and improved his level of "Spiritual Skills", which was of great help in understanding the bodies of other heroes and helped him master the spiritual arts of other heroes more easily.

Just like now, he has mastered Li Xiaoyao's first spiritual skill "The First Level of Sword Control".

Then, it will be much easier to master Saitama's "continuous normal punch".

If he masters Saitama's "Continuous Normal Fist" and understands this spiritual technique of throwing more punches in a short period of time, it will be faster for him to understand the first spiritual technique of the hero body that follows.

Therefore, according to his assumption, it would not take too much time for the subsequent heroic bodies to comprehend spiritual arts.

Time will basically be spent on the first hero body Yuanling.

So, how can we understand Li Xiaoyao's spiritual skills faster?

Jiang Ye began to think about this question, but could not find the answer.

The next afternoon, he asked this question to his teacher Xue Shiyi.

Xue Shiyi stood on the wooden floor of the gymnasium, looking at his students, a little annoyed, "Jiang Ye, do you know how long it took me to practice the first spiritual technique? It's this number."

He held out three fingers.

"It shouldn't be 3 days, right? 30 days? How is that possible?" Jiang Ye didn't believe it.

"It's 3 months!"

Xue Shiyi sighed and said, "I can be regarded as the first generation of spiritual practitioners. At that time, there was no method of transmitting spiritual arts through spiritual patterns. I could only explore it from Yuanling. The first spiritual technique took me three months.

Time. How about you...3 days? Be content with it! Nowadays, Li Xiaoyao's heroic body spiritual cultivation and comprehension of the first spiritual technique basically takes about 12 days, and your speed is already so much faster."

"Is there really nothing we can do?" Jiang Ye felt a little frustrated.

"No."

Xue Shiyi shook his head, "You brat, I've told you everything I know."

"All right."

Jiang Ye could only give up.

He continued to exercise.

By the end of the afternoon, his strength had increased to 65.2kg! 15kg more than yesterday! This number far exceeded his expectations, which made him both surprised and excited. Now, with just physical strength, he has reached

1700kg!

Um.

Now that he has transformed into Saitama's heroic body, he should be close to 5,000 kilograms...

However, you still have to work hard.

He thought to himself that beating Wu Hao was just a small goal. The real goal should be on next year's "God-Level Hero" evaluation. That is a tens of billions contract, and there are countless resources, and even higher

status.

It would be perfect if I could get that contract risk-free.

"Jiang Ye, can you teach me how to exercise better?"

At this time, a cute girl came over and asked him with a sweet smile.

"I can't."

Jiang Ye shook his head.

"How is that possible? Then how did you become so strong?"

The girl asked in surprise.

"I do four hundred push-ups, four hundred squats, four hundred sit-ups every day, and then run ten kilometers, and I will become so strong." Jiang Ye said.

"..."

The girl walked away with a dark face.

As he left, he muttered, "Last time I used Gu Shishi as a shield, and this time I was perfunctory. Am I so unattractive? I'm obviously quite cute."

"..." Jiang Ye.

The next day is Sunday.

afternoon.

Jiang Ye was as usual.

I went running with Gu Shishi, but he was really running, and Gu Shishi was still riding her beloved motorcycle beside him.

Today, Gu Shishi was still dazzlingly beautiful, but Jiang Ye saw the tiredness in her brows and asked, "Shishi, your spirit is a little bad today. Did you stay up late reading last night?"

"The college entrance examination is approaching, and I didn't get the recommended spot for Spring University, so I'm a bit stressed," Gu Shishi said.

"You can't do this." Jiang Ye said, "You've almost got a recommendation. Your strength should have exceeded the admission level of Spring University. It's not good to put pressure on yourself. Don't stay up late anymore."

"Well, I regret staying up late."

Jiang Ye looked at her hair fluttering in the wind and shouted, "Stop."

"Um?"

Gu Shishi didn't understand why, but she still stopped.

"Helmet."

Jiang Ye took the helmet from the back seat of the motorcycle and asked her to put it on. He also said, "Blow drying is very comfortable, but safety comes first, so you must have this good habit."

"……All right."

Half an hour later, the two stopped in front of a row of trees.

Opposite the trees is a beautiful golden rapeseed field.

Very suitable for painting.

After such a long time, Gu Shishi was tired of painting that deep mountain and old forest. Under her "kind-hearted" suggestion, the two of them went to many places together, including rivers, seas, and shopping.

Parks, exploring fields... It can be said that they have crossed mountains and seas, and also passed through mountains and seas of people...

The two are familiar with each other.

Jiang Ye exercises under the trees.

Gu Shishi made her own folding table, folding stool, drawing board, pens, paints, etc... and started painting happily.

"Jiang Ye, you are such a good person."

After painting for a long time, Gu Shishi felt happy. Thinking of his attentiveness just now, she sent him a good person card and said with a smile, "If there is a next life, I will probably like you."

"I heard you say this."

Jiang Ye, who was doing push-ups, raised his head and said.

"I said, when? Why don't I remember?"

Gu Shishi asked doubtfully.

"I said it in my previous life." Jiang Ye said with a smile.

"..."

Gu Shishi's cheeks were slightly red and she ignored him.

Jiang Ye smiled.

It was naturally not the first time that he had teased Gu Shishi. He was very surprised at first. Later, he felt that this had nothing to do with liking. It was a male instinctive reaction for a single man to meet such a beautiful girl. It was not at all

I just can't control it.

If you can't control it, you can only compromise.

Just let nature take its course.

The consequences...

It's not serious.

That is, now, even if she beat Gu Shishi to death, she would not believe that he did not like her.

The two fell silent.

After Gu Shishi finished painting, she saw that Jiang Ye had not finished exercising yet and felt a little tired, so she lay down on the small table and squinted for a while, and soon breathed out gently.

Fell asleep?

So tired? I don’t know how late I stayed up last night.

Jiang Ye came over without disturbing her. When he saw the fallen leaves on her white neck, he leaned over and reached out to grab the leaf across the table.

Maybe his breath hit Gu Shishi's cheek.

She woke up.

Opened his eyes.

Their cheeks were very close to each other, and their eyes met.

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