My Eyes Are Mutated

"Shoucheng, didn't you rest today, why did you get up so early?"

"I took a private job and went outside the city. The reward is quite high. When it is distributed, the money I saved will be enough to buy Huan'er a Kaikai Pill."

"I heard that it's not peaceful these days outside the city, why not."

"It's okay, I'll be careful, Huan'er is quite talented in martial arts. You can't let Huan'er be as mediocre as me. With Kaiqiao Dan Huan'er, there is hope to be admitted to the Hanwu State Intermediate Martial Arts Academy, then you don't have to do this anymore. You worked hard to sew people's clothes."

"Shoucheng, let's go together. I will sew a few more clothes and save some money for Huan'er to buy monster meat to make up for the body."

Squeak.

The door rang, and the footsteps went away.

On the bed, Ye Huan opened her eyes, her eyes were full of helplessness.

Just left are his parents in this life.

Ye Huan got up and came to the kitchen familiarly.

Uncover the pot, and in the pot is a bowl of golden fried rice and a piece of black-scaled pork demon meat.

Since he started practicing martial arts six years ago, this is the breakfast every day, rain or shine.

Although the black-scaled pig demon is only a first-order monster, it is not something that an ordinary family can afford.

In order to allow Ye Huan to eat a meal of black-scaled pork demon meat every day, Ye Shoucheng frequently took private jobs and nearly died several times, and Liu Yun often worked overtime until the night.

In order to make her parents no longer work so hard in this life, Ye Huan once told her parents that she no longer wanted to practice martial arts.

That time, his father who had never beaten him gave him a fat beating, and his mother Liu Yun kept sobbing in a low voice.

Since that time, Ye Huan never mentioned not practicing martial arts again.

After quickly eating the bowl of fried rice and the piece of black-scaled pork demon meat, after cleaning up the kitchen, Ye Huan came to the yard.

call, drink.

After playing the body training boxing activity twice, Ye Huan sat down directly on the ground and practiced the orifice training exercise.

Cultivation of orifices, one hundred and eight openings, is the foundation of the Hanwu Kingdom, and it is not qualified.

Ye Huan has long been proficient in the orifice practice, and the orifice practice works like an instinct.

one, two...

Ye Huan's body lit up one by one, a total of one hundred acupoints.

One hundred orifice points devoured the weak heaven and earth vitality in the small courtyard, and attacked the hundred and one orifice points of the practice of the orifice.

Again and again, Ye Huan stopped practising the orifice exercises until the acupoints reached their limit and the pain was like the bite of thousands of ants.

If you don't stop cultivating, you will damage the acupoints, which will outweigh the gains.

One hundred and eight acupoints were opened, and there were still eight acupoints left.

It takes 24 days to open an orifice acupoint in three days, and it will take 24 days to complete the cultivation of the orifice.

In another half a month, the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy will come to the East Seoul Junior Martial Arts Academy to recruit students.

Before that, the Qiao Qigong must be complete, and this is just the threshold for the admission of Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy.

Work hard, work hard, work harder, Ye Huan, you can do it.

Ye Huan clenched his fists and secretly encouraged himself.

Ye Shoucheng didn't know that Ye Huan's talent for martial arts in his eyes was obtained through such hard work day after day.

wow.

After fetching water from the well in the courtyard to rinse her body, Ye Huan put on her white clothes and went out the door.

East Seoul Junior Martial Arts Academy.

When Ye Huan came to the martial arts institute, the gate of the martial arts institute was opening.

"Xiao Huan is here."

Fang Bo, the doorman, smiled and handed over a broom.

Ye Huan took the broom and began to clean the ground of the martial arts courtyard seriously.

The sky was bright, and there were more students in the martial arts academy.

The youthful boys and girls walked past Ye Huan, and Ye Huan continued to clean the ground of the martial arts courtyard without any distractions.

There are 1,200 students in the East Hancheng Junior Martial Arts Academy, and the area is not very large. It took Ye Huan half an hour to complete the cleaning.

"Uncle Fang, you're done.

"

Ye Huan returned the broom to Fang Bo and said loudly.

"Young people work fast."

Fang Bo took the broom and praised it, and put ten silver coins in Ye Huan's hand.

"Xiao Huan, this is ten silver coins for this month. At the end of the month, the assessment of the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy will be held. Is Xiao Huan confident?"

"Uncle Fang, I will try my best."

Ye Huan said with a smile, holding ten silver coins and walking to the classroom. His father, Ye Shoucheng, guarded the farmland outside the city, but only one hundred silver coins a month.

Ten silver coins is a lot.

Fang Bo looked at Ye Huanyuan's back, shook his head, a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

Ye Huan, he is very happy, hard-working and persistent, so he gave Ye Huan the job of cleaning the martial arts school for an excuse, just to help Ye Huan.

However, Ye Huan's aptitude for martial arts training was not very good, and so far his orifice training has not been completed successfully.

...

"Huanzi, here."

As soon as Ye Huan came to the class, a burly boy shouted at Ye Huan.

Ye Huan walked over with a smile on his face. The boy's name was Chen Tong, his best friend. Chen Tong's father and his father were also colleagues.

No one else in the class looked at Ye Huan, as if Ye Huan was a transparent person.

"Huanzi, why are you here? It is said that Teacher Yang will talk about the assessment of the intermediate martial arts academy today."

Chen Tong said excitedly.

"How enlightened are you?"

Ye Huan glanced at Tongdao Chen.

"Ninety."

Chen Tong stopped immediately.

"Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy is unable to pass the entrance examination, and can only be admitted to other intermediate martial arts academies."

"Huanzi, listen to my father, your father is going to buy Kaiqiao Pill for you. I heard that you may be admitted to the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy."

Chen Tong's tone was full of envy.

Ye Huan was about to speak when a burly middle-aged man walked into the classroom.

Yang Biao, the tenth class instructor of the Eastern Han Junior Martial Arts Academy.

"At the end of the month is the assessment of the intermediate martial arts institute. Today, I will tell you about the assessment of the intermediate martial arts institute. The first is cultivation. With such high requirements, there are limits to the cultivation base..."

Yang Biao went straight to the topic as soon as he came up.

The students in the class listened very carefully.

"That's it for today's class. I won't be using the martial arts academy in the future. I will try my best to rush down to the academy. I will come to the academy on the 25th.

The morning class ended quickly, and Yang Biao directly announced the holiday.

Ye Huan and Chen Tong walked out of the classroom together.

Yang Biao was packing his things on the lecture table, looking at Ye Huan's back and shaking his head slightly.

Ye Huan, what a pity.

Yang Biao has a deep impression on Ye Huan. He is the hardest worker in the tenth class. However, his martial arts qualifications are average, and he comes from an ordinary family. Not a problem.

...

Leaving the martial arts academy and saying goodbye to Chen Tong, Ye Huan returned home, a small courtyard house located in Xicheng.

Ye Huan was thinking about getting himself some lunch, when there were messy footsteps outside the small courtyard.

what happened?

Ye Huan frowned slightly. Father and mother usually don't come back until evening. Ye Huan suddenly remembered the conversation between father and mother in the morning, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Bang.

The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a few middle-aged men carried a man covered in blood into the yard.

Ye Huan's body was shocked, and the man covered in blood was his father, Ye Shoucheng.