It's seven o'clock in the morning.

Tang Kong's first practice of the exercises has benefited a lot.

Not only did he achieve the first level of kung fu, but he also added purple qi to the body, causing qualitative changes in qi and blood. With the same use of qi and blood, his strength will double.

Sunny and warm, I feel very comfortable.

Tang Kong was refreshed and remembered that after a year of high-intensity study, he would most likely let himself go during the holidays. He slept until midnight. When the sun was shining his butt, he immediately took out his cell phone, took a photo of the sun, posted a message on his Moments, and wrote.

"The handsome man not only has gotten up, but also has completed morning exercises!"

After sending it, he collected his cell phone and bought breakfast on the side of the road.

After all, he has not reached the level of fasting.

After breakfast, I picked up my phone, but I saw a message from Moments.

After clicking, it was Wang Yuanfei.

"Big Boss 666... ​​The director is right. If you want to have strong power, it is always accompanied by the sweat of hard work and hard work. People who have just gotten up and exercise now feel ashamed."

This guy was initially pushed down by Tang Kong's arm wrestling, and he was still a little dissatisfied, but after seeing Tang Kong and Chen Yuan compete, he was already very convinced.

However, Tang Kong touched his face and felt a little ashamed.

He has powerful strength, but it is not accompanied by the sweat of hard work.

A foundation-building pill is completed.

This is the first time I practiced my skills today.

However, as a kind person, Tang Kong felt that he could not defeat the image of a big boss in Wang Yuanfei's heart, and he should set him a positive energy idol role model for hard work.

So with his "provoking" kindness, he replied to him in the tone of a big shot.

"The road to martial arts is long, and you need to be more diligent and hardworking!"

Just finished replying, I saw another like.

It's Fang Yu's.

"Are the person who gets up now no longer handsome?" Fang Yu then commented, with an expression covering her face.

"Of course not handsome!"

Tang Kong replied, and said nonsense in his heart. He got up at this point, and he still wanted to be handsome with me?

After commenting, he put away his phone, but vaguely felt something was wrong.

Such a reply seems a bit inappropriate.

Out of his desire to survive, he hurriedly took out his cell phone and made up a comment.

"How can the two words that describe secular people, handsome, be used to describe a fairy-like little fairy?"

This is not Lao Hei! This is Fang School Beauty!

It’s the first time I’m not having any experience in interacting with a girl in Moments, but I can’t be dying.

Didi!

A WeChat message sound is coming!

Fang Yu sent a photo of a white sleeping bear pillow.

Then another message was sent.

"Get up and wash up." Then a little white cat turned his head and hummed, "I was so angry that I almost blocked my face by a classmate who was straight-straight male just now."

"Is there such a guy?" Tang Kong gave a shocked expression.

"Hmph! The desire to survive is quite strong!" Fang Yu gave a bulging expression, "Okay, I'll go wash up, I'm learning piano in the morning~~"

"What a versatile fairy."

Tang Kong replied, then looked at the replies of the classmates in his circle of friends.

Some of his and Fang Yu's friends have already commented.

Licking a dog will not die!

Licking the dog until the end of the day, nothing!

...

I was about to withdraw my cell phone and was about to go home.

But the caller ID appears on the phone.

The number of the owner of Chen Yuan!

"Brother Tang..." Chen Yuan laughed at the other end of the phone.

"Director Chen, you called so early, and you are not afraid of disturbing your dreams." Tang Kong said with a smile. He had not added Chen Yuan on WeChat, and he expected that Chen Yuan would not see his circle of friends either.

"We martial arts practitioners have already gotten up to practice in the morning. You are young and have such high skills. I'm afraid you're more diligent than me." Chen Yuan laughed and said, "Also, martial arts practitioners are the first priority. If you don't dislike me, just call me brother."

"Brother." The other party was determined to get closer, and Tang Kong didn't mind changing the name closer, which was nothing bad.

"Have you considered what I said last time?" Chen Yuan asked.

"You are talking about being a coach, right?"

After a mission in the New Martial World, Tang Kong almost forgot about this. After all, he felt that it was quite far away. He hesitated and said, "I am still considering this, but I asked the teacher, but he asked me to decide for myself, but I don't know the specific situation in the middle."

He thought about this passage before he said it.

Chen Yuan has already determined that he has such a foundation at a young age and must have unfathomable teachings from famous teachers. Chen Yuan once mentioned before that when it comes to being a coach, you can ask the famous teacher behind him.

Since Chen Yuan dared to ask himself for the illusory "teacher", he would basically not cheat him about this matter.

But Tang Kong is still unclear about the specific situation.

After all, this time he traveled through the new martial world, only felt the level of the inner world, but did not understand the "martial arts rules" in the new martial arts era... Moreover, even if he had some understanding, the martial arts rules in the main world may be different from the new martial arts era.

"It seems that the senior is planning to teach you only the kung fu and let you experience life experience by yourself. He is worthy of being a famous teacher and has his own way of teaching."

Chen Yuan sighed in his tone, and he paid high respect to the famous teacher who did not exist, which made Tang Kong speechless.

"But from this point of view, seniors do not limit your path. I heard that some experts, although they teach kung fu, let their disciples hide their abilities and cannot easily reveal them, and are low-key and introverted."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I feel relieved if I do this."

Tang Kong pondered for a moment and said, "The teacher didn't tell me clearly, but he really didn't know what happened in this regard."

Chen Yuan paused for a moment and said, "Come to my martial arts hall, let's sit down, I'll tell you carefully."

Tang Kong nodded and said, "Okay."

He has finished his practice today, and the map of the heavens and all worlds is still upgrading. He has very little time to relax and agree immediately. After all, there is still a salary for this matter.

Not only did he lack the realm spirit in the map of the heavens and all worlds, but he was still just a poor boy in his life.

He got on the bus, and Fang Yu sent another message, a small white umbrella.

“Go out~~”

Tang Kong thought for a while and replied to the past.

"The college entrance examination has ended. As a martial arts master who has been hiding for three years, at the invitation of the director of the Wudao Pavilion in the West District, he will re-enter the martial arts world and cause a bloody storm..."

"Are you going to the martial arts hall in the West District?"

"Well, let's talk to the West District Wudao Director."

"Uncle Chen? My dad knows him. He is a famous boxer in our Qingcheng. Don't be beaten to the point of being bruised." This sentence was followed by a white cat's expectant expression.

"We have competed before. Master Chen is indeed powerful and is almost inferior to me. However, my kung fu has improved. I wonder if there is anyone else in Qingcheng who is my opponent. Alas~~ It's really cold to the heights, and invincibility is also a kind of loneliness."

"Shameless!"

Fang Yu sent a white cat rolling around the ground.

——

Qingcheng East District.

The three of them walked on the street, two men and one woman, both of whom looked like young people.

"It seems that the martial winds of Qingcheng are not strong."

The older young man said slowly: "I have been to Qingcheng for a day and a half. I have never seen a few decent warriors. Those who can enter the outside world are basically middle-aged boxers. The younger generation is just a flower stand wandering around the threshold."

The young man behind him smiled and said, "In the past three to five years, the country has strongly supported the Martial Arts Association, but the focus is still on first-tier cities, so such small places are naturally far behind."

The young man sighed and said, "There are many young people walking on the road, all of whom are loose and their feet are sluggish. Most of them look down at their mobile phones, neglecting to exercise, and even their bodies are in a sub-health state. I think the younger generation of Qingcheng, let alone martial arts practitioners, even if they can maintain exercise and have a standard figure, there are very few people..."

The girl said, "Qingcheng is not useless. I heard that the descendant of Tonggu Fist has learned Yang's Bajiquan. It is only half a step away from getting started."

The young man next to him sneered: "On the way to Qingcheng, he left to Kyoto. Maybe he heard that we were here, and he was afraid that he would appear too rustic in front of us, so he simply avoided it."

"The pond in Qingcheng has no small fish and shrimp, so we have a waste of time."

The young man shook his head slightly and said, "Those middle-aged boxers have their qi and blood that are beginning to decline. There is not much room for improvement in their kung fu. The younger generation is full of waste and they don't even have the spirit of Shangwu. We can give up the wasteland of Qingcheng. Let's go back."
To be continued...