When I got home, breakfast was ready.
After eating breakfast, Xu Jun said, "Dad, Mom, I will be a senior in high school next year. I want to rent a practice room in a nearby martial arts gym to practice martial arts."
Xu Ping'an and Shi Hui looked at each other and were a little surprised.
Although his son had worked hard in martial arts before, his achievements were average because of his talent.
Over the years, Xu Jun had long accepted the fact that he was not a superhuman with extraordinary talent, so he also had a Buddhist attitude towards the issue of cultivation.
He still worked hard, but he was not the kind of desperate fight.
He even put more than half of his energy into liberal arts.
If not, Xu Jun's liberal arts grades would not have been among the best in the school.
When he just entered high school, Xu Ping'an and his wife wanted to enroll their son in a martial arts class to improve his skills, but they were rejected by the calm Xu Jun.
But unexpectedly, now that there is only one year left before the college entrance examination, his son suddenly told him that he wanted to work hard in martial arts.
However, this is a good thing after all.
In this world, there are few parents who don't want their children to make progress.
"Okay, Xiaojun, I'll go to the martial arts hall with you after your final exam the day after tomorrow." Xu Pingan said with a smile, "Let's find a better coach so that you can make more progress this year."
Xu Jun curled his lips slightly, he really wanted to tell his father.
He just wanted to find a suitable place to practice.
As for finding someone to guide him...
Xu Jun has enough self-knowledge, so he shouldn't waste the money.
Instead of finding someone, it's really more economical to go to the projection world every month.
...
...
Monday came in a blink of an eye, Xu Jun got up early and came to school.
Although the final exam of the second year of high school is important, it is nothing compared to the college entrance examination.
Xu Pingan and his wife just reminded him a few words, and then let their son go to school by himself as usual.
Xu Jun entered the classroom as usual and returned to his seat quietly.
He was not a celebrity in school. The impression given by the class was that he was also a good student who liked to study quietly and had outstanding academic performance in liberal arts.
As for his martial arts performance, it was just the middle and lower level of the class, so not many people paid attention to him.
However, after three years in school, unless you are a loner, you will have a few good friends.
Fang Jian, a good friend who sat at the same table, came over and whispered, "Old Xu, the teacher just informed us that the final exam for martial arts this semester will be held alone in Tongren Lane."
Another good friend who sat in front, Yu Hui, stretched his body and said, "Old Xu, let's go together this time."
Fang Jian's martial arts score was in the top ten in the class, and Yu Hui, like Xu Jun, was a student whose liberal arts scores were much better than martial arts scores.
Fang Jian was a good friend of Xu Jun after he entered high school because they had similar interests.
The relationship between Yu Hui and Xu Jun was much more complicated.
When they met in the first year of high school, they both felt that the other looked very familiar and kind.
After chatting for a while, they immediately remembered.
They were neighbors when they were young, and grew up in the same community.
Not only that, they were classmates in kindergarten and before the third grade of elementary school.
However, in the third grade, Yu Hui's family moved out of the community, so they never met again.
However, unexpectedly, they met in the same class in high school.
This can only be said to be a reunion guided by fate.
Fortunately, both of them are male and have normal sexual orientation, so there is no emotion beyond friendship.
It's just that Fang Jian became the best friend of the trio.
Especially during the exam, the three of them were sneaky and had done something to hide the truth. In
the past two years of getting along, the three men who had carried guns, been beaten, and cheated together could be called iron buddies with a pure heart.
Xu Jun nodded slightly and said, "Old Fish, I should be able to do well this time." Yu Hui
looked back at his friend in surprise.
In the past, this kind of martial arts exam was more likely to let students go on stage to compete and learn from each other.
At this time, the three of them joined forces, and there was some room for maneuver.
But if they went into Tongren Lane alone, it would be impossible for them to cheat.
Yu Hui originally thought that Xu Jun would be dejected and become a pair of brothers in distress with him.
But looking back at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly had a strange feeling.
This best friend seemed to be a little different from before.
But he couldn't tell exactly what was different.
A moment later, the head teacher Liu Yang strode into the classroom.
As soon as he came in, all the whispers in the class disappeared.
Liu Yang's face was solemn, and he said: "Classmates, follow me, we are class three. After class one and class two pass Tongren Lane, it will be our turn."
The head teacher is at the peak of martial arts, and he can suppress the monkeys in the whole class with one hand.
Parents don't make trouble in the extraordinary world. If students perform very poorly in school, there are naturally punishment methods.
Therefore, in the case of inferior martial arts, no one dares to be presumptuous.
Following Liu Yang, he came to a square in the back mountain of the school.
There is a cave here. The cave is so dark that you can't see the depth, and above the cave is a huge screen.
Xu Jun stared at it, and the screen showed the results of the previous class of challengers.
Among them, two names were high above, which were particularly conspicuous.
He Zhichao (Class 1): Level 5
Liu Xuanyue (Class 1): Level 5.
In addition to them, there are five people who are in the fourth level, and the rest are stopped at the third level.
Yu Hui took a breath and said, "Damn, they are worthy of being in the first class, at least they have all changed their blood."
Fang Jian clenched his fist and whispered, "What's so great about changing blood? I will definitely be able to achieve it after the summer vacation."
Yu Hui said disdainfully, "Tsk, that means it hasn't been achieved now."
Fang Jian was so angry that he wanted to give the other party a good beating.
Tongren Lane, a martial arts test site specially customized by the Third Middle School.
The bronze men inside are said to be puppets made by immortal cultivators. The deeper you go, the stronger the level of the puppets.
Warriors practice qi and blood. Once qi and blood are born, they are acquired warriors.
Training skin, tempering bones, and then changing blood are the three acquired realms of warriors. The first three levels of Tongren Lane are the corresponding skin, bones, and blood.
After skin, bones, and blood, it is the peak of the acquired realm, training organs, which is the fourth level of Tongren Lane.
As for the fifth level for He Zhichao and Liu Xuanyue, it was the Xiantian level.
Class 1 of the Third Middle School gathered the strongest martial arts students in this grade. It was the end of the second year of high school, and the worst was the third-level blood exchange.
However, it is easy to get the acquired skills, but it is hard to find the innate skills.
Every young innate martial artist is a seed of immortality. With the size of the second year of high school in the Third Middle School, it is a blessing from the Bodhisattva to be able to produce two innate students.
This year's college entrance examination has ended, but the seniors of the previous year did not even have one innate student.
And this year's second year of high school actually produced two innate students, each of whom is a treasure in the eyes of the teachers and a martial arts master that all students need to look up to.
Suddenly, the screen scrolled again.
The assessment of Class 2 has ended and the results are out.
However, compared with the elite class 1, the results of Class 2, as an ordinary class, are not satisfactory.
That is, one person barely made it to the third level of blood exchange, and as for the others, they all failed in the second level of bone tempering, and some even failed to pass the first level of skin training, which made people laugh and cry.
Liu Yang saw that it was almost done, so he said loudly: "Okay, it's our turn now. Listen to my roll call and enter one by one."
"Yes."
"..."
Liu Yang took the roll call list and sent the students into the cave one by one.
"Yu Hui."
"Here."
"Xu Jun."
"Here."
Xu Jun answered loudly, picked up the three-foot-long sword assigned by the school, and strode into the cave with his head held high.
Liu Yang, who was calling the roll, looked up and glanced at Xu Jun, and suddenly felt a little puzzled.
This kid is a little weird!
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