In the Martial Arts Academy, Ren Qiu carried his blood and blood. After walking for a few rounds, he let out a sigh and stood firm, looked around quietly, and then walked out.

After waiting for a while not far from the door, a strong man came out, looked at him, and grinned, "Junior Brother Ren, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Senior Brother He Meng, I prepared a table of wine and food in Chunman Tower..."

"You are polite, please leave."

When the two arrived at the street, pedestrians avoided each other. Some gang members who were squatting on the roadside secretly saw them wearing gray clothes and a unique pattern on the corner of their clothes. They immediately turned their heads and didn't dare to look at them.

When I arrived at a restaurant, the friend came up and took it to a compartment on the second floor.

The two sat down, speechless for a moment.

Ren Qiu pondered, looked at He Meng, and said, "Senior Brother He, I don't know what you said last time, what are you thinking about?"

He Meng smiled: "Since Junior Brother Ren spoke, there is no problem, it's just the price..."

Ren Qiu immediately said: "The price is easy to talk about, Senior Brother He just speaks."

"Junior Brother Ren is so happy. Don't think you're cheating on you for me. You know that the world is chaotic now and it's hard to find meat. What's more, the price of meat from those strange beasts has been rising. I can take out some, but I've still moved my family's quota."

"In this way, ten pounds of ordinary meat eat three taels of silver, and one pound of strange beast eat fifty taels of meat. If you agree with this price, I will send it tomorrow."

"Then Ren Qiu thanked Senior Brother He here."

Ren Qiu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, the third senior brother, appreciate your entry into the Martial Arts Academy, but you also know that my physical condition is really unbearable. If I don't spend a lot of money, I will disappoint my senior brother."

He Meng's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he nodded and said, "Junior Brother Ren and the third brother are in good relationship?"

Ren Qiu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I dare not make any connections with my third senior brother, so I just run errands."

As he said that, he said, "By the way, Brother He, what is the decoction provided by our Martial Arts Academy every day?"

He Meng unknowingly, his attitude became much more serious and his answer was more detailed: "We martial arts practitioners pay attention to qi and blood, but they work hard every day. If there is no certain medicine to nourish, they will only lose their origin."

"But good medicines, especially those with prescriptions, are often priced but not affordable, and are not affordable for ordinary people. Only meat, especially meat foods in strange animals, are cheaper than drugs and are easier to obtain."

Ren Qiu nodded: "Then Brother He, is there such a drug taken? I am willing to buy it, and the price is easy to say."

He Meng smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy. If we had medicine, why should we come to the Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts? Wouldn't it be better to teach it by our elders at home? It is precisely because the Martial Arts Academy has mastered the unique prescription that many children from wealthy families have been admitted to the hospital to practice martial arts."

"So that's the case, it's my brother who took the liberty."

"Okay, let's not talk about it, drink and drink."

...

The next day, He Meng personally brought people and sent more than 100 kilograms of ordinary meat and five kilograms of strange beast meat to him, and collected three gold bars from Ren Qiu.

In the next month, Ren Qiu was in the Martial Arts Academy and his home. When he was two points and one line, his body bones became stronger and stronger, and his qi and blood were even more like fire, but his strength was still a little short of 100 kilograms.

It’s not that he can’t lift a huge rock of 100 kilograms, but he needs to hold the huge rock in his arms like a toy. It’s really not that just one hundred kilograms of strength is enough.

The three-month deadline is approaching day by day. Ren Qiu seems not to be anxious on the surface, but he is a little anxious in his heart.

Since joining the Martial Arts Academy, the changes he has brought to him have been too great. Not only in life, but also in security, have been greatly improved.

Walking on the street, no one dared to follow him anymore. Even if he hung his wallet around his waist, no thief dared to steal it.

"Brother, the meal is good."

The little girl shouted from the kitchen, and Ren Qiu responded and asked her to eat first.

Standing firmly and concentrating on visualizing, the small sword in my mind is still vague and illusory, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of materiality at the edge.

Suddenly, his fingers curled, and a cold light immediately popped up from his waist, wandering around his fingertips like a spiritual snake, then he moved his steps and took a few steps in an instant.

"Swish~"

The cold light was dotted, like the stars in the sky, so fast that there was not even the afterimage. However, a wooden stake that was thick with thighs in front of me was flying in pieces, and with a "click", it broke into four or five pieces.

After a long time, I slowly exhaled and murmured: "It seems that my qualifications in swordsmanship are higher than those in other aspects."

I was a little discouraged and asked someone to find sword techniques. However, no one taught them in the entire county town. I heard that there was a sword school hundreds of miles away.

But now there are chaos and the bandits outside the city are entrenched. With their own strength, they are not enough to span hundreds of miles.

"I can only use this half of the residual sword score for the time being. The increase in qi and blood and lethality are different from the past. There is no big problem with dealing with more than a dozen ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts."

He took a breath and refreshed himself.

Although his qi and blood are not as good as other disciples in the martial arts academy, he really wants to fight. Now he is not at all. Just this quick sword is enough to make people scared.

Of course, just compared with ordinary disciples, it is incomparable to Liu Zhuangzhuang. He once saw a martial arts competition in the courtyard. Except for a limited number of people who could fight him, the rest of them vomited blood and flew backwards after punching him.

Don’t think that people are not fast, and they are both fists and feet in a small space, and using weapons is even more terrifying.

Ten of him went up was not enough for someone to punch him.

"Brother, come and have a meal, the broth is almost cold."

Ren Ying held a bowl that was bigger than her face and ran out happily, pouting her little mouth and was dissatisfied.

Ren Qiu smiled and pinched her face. The biggest change in the past two months was this little girl. Because of the supply of meat, her body also grew, her face had some flesh and turned whiter, and her big eyes were very vivid.

...

...

"Ren Qiu, come here."

During the lunch break in the Martial Arts Academy, Huang Sheng waved, looked at Ren Qiu for a while, and said, "The day after tomorrow is March. At that time, the master will personally examine it. You can do it yourself if you can stay in the Martial Arts Academy."

Ren Qiu nodded and said nothing. Huang Sheng curled his lips and was too lazy to say more. If it weren't for the third senior brother saying hello, he wouldn't bother to care about a newcomer.

What's more, the third senior brother has never asked about it since he handed the person to him, so I'm afraid he's forgotten that there is still such a person.

Obviously, the recruitment of Ren Qiu was just a mere effort.

You know, people in the Martial Arts Academy apprenticeship almost every day, but there are only a few who actually enter, and not many who can pass the assessment in March.

The treatment of disciples who have not been admitted to the hospital is from heaven and earth. Not to mention meat and medicine, they are just outside, and I don’t know how many wealthy families invite gangs.

The money received every month is not a small amount.

Anyway, in his opinion, it is almost impossible for Ren Qiu to pass the assessment. It is not that simple to dance like a doll in a 100-pound boulder.

Who will pay attention to someone who is destined to be eliminated?

In the afternoon, the disciples left the courtyard and Ren Qiufang went out not far away when he saw Zhou Yuan coming over. He looked at him with a sinister face and smiled: "It's the day after tomorrow. Junior Brother Ren must work hard, otherwise it will be boring."

Ren Qiu had no expression on his face and said, "Thank you for your concern for Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Yuan leaned over and whispered: "Do you have a sister?"

Ren Qiu's face changed and his pupils shrank: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. Remember to pass, otherwise it's really boring."

Zhou Yuan shook his sleeves and left.

Ren Qiu stood there, calmly, his face was gloomy and gloomy. He let out a breath for a long time, just looking in the direction where Zhou Yuan left, a trace of deep murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

When I got home, I sent Ren Ying to play by myself, entered the kitchen, and looked at the meat cooked in the pot, and the meat smelled so much.

Fortunately, my home is at the innermost part of the alley and there are not many families around me. Otherwise, just the smell of meat that is spread every day, I don’t know how much trouble it causes.

After half an hour, the meat fragrance gradually became richer.

He lifted the lid of the pot, and a stream of hot steam came out. He took a few steps back. Ren Ying, who was standing on the small stool, drooled and clapped his little hands: "Brother, I want to eat meat."

"Okay, I'll give you one and bring a bowl."

I dare not eat too much for her. This is made of meat from strange beasts. Even those who practice martial arts will immediately transport blood and energy after eating it, otherwise it will be unbearable for heat.

I divided a small piece for her, added some broth, and let her squat in front of the stove to eat.

The remaining pot was eaten by him alone, making his stomach full.

A strong heat hit my forehead, like roasting in a stove, trying to find a river to get in and cool down.

I glanced at the little girl, saw her face flushed, and she jumped with her tongue, smiled slightly, and walked out.

Come to the yard and take a deep breath.

A set of rolling stone exercises was practiced, tempering the surging blood and energy in the body, tempering the essence into the bones and integrating it into the flesh and blood.

This pot of strange beast meat was bought by He Meng recently, and the price was 30% more expensive, but he didn't care about so much. The assessment day was coming, so he could only grit his teeth and buy it.

The Rolling Stones Technique initially transports qi and blood, but it is just a slow push. In the middle and late stages, the qi and blood speed is getting faster and faster, and he can even hear a sound like a turbulent flow of water.

I didn't dare to distract myself, so I just gritted my teeth.

However, the qi and blood became bigger and bigger, and even drove his original qi and blood, like a swelling river, impacting the meridians and sending a little pain.

"No, my physical condition is too poor. I can't digest it by taking this kind of supplement. Once the qi and blood rolling down, I'm afraid my body will be broken."

Thinking of this, with a gritted teeth and hooked his fingers, a cold light popped out from his waist, wandering like a spirit snake, and the speed was getting faster and faster. When I got behind, I could only hear a rapid breaking wind, but I could not see the cold light.

The moon is in the sky.

There were sounds like tornadoes in the courtyard. Ren Qiu had a afterimage on his arm, and a streamer of light was left on his body. It seemed slow, but in fact it was wandering at an extremely fast speed, like a living creature, swallowing and spitting cold light.

Within a few meters around, there was no weed at all, and even the ground was very clean, forming a strange circle.

Finally, with a low growl, the streamer belt left his palm and fell to the ground, silently sank into the ground. When I looked, there was only a deep hole.

Ren Qiu emitted a heat all over his body, which was the agitated qi and blood production. He let out a long breath and slowly converged the qi and blood.

"It should be almost done for two more days of training."
Chapter completed!