Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

68. Chapter 68, violent rain

    Xiwu venue of the City Experimental Middle School.

    Han Dong took a deep breath and held a booklet in sorrow. It was the book that recorded the violent rain of martial arts.

    At this moment, the mood is wonderful.

    "These techniques are estimated to be extremely precious."

    "Can the master respect the ink, there are so many books? How, how do you feel like the wholesale market...But this is also good, the best of the seven books for me, probably the violent rain. ”

    Han Dong licked his mouth.

    The violent rain and fall technique is aimed at the violent blow, endless, uninterrupted, as if the downpour has fallen to the earth, no matter whether the land is destroyed or not, the heavy rain still falls regardless of the land.

    In short, it is actually a fierce attack with rules.

    "Hua~"

    Han Dong opened the first page.

    On the booklet, a drop of symmetrical raindrops is outlined, but the exquisite appearance, but reveals a violent momentum of fallen earth, no regrets and no regrets, no end of the fall.

    In an instant, the heart breeds arousing emotions.

    Han Dong involuntarily played a straight punch, recovered his waist, recharged his strength, and played again...About a hundred straight strokes were continued, and it was slowly slowed down.

    Strong

    I am so strong!

    Han Dong’s face is bright, but Ning Mo’s face is low. He smiled and said: “There is no set of rules and regulations. Do you really think that you are a storm? Come over, let me talk about the simple way of exerting force and effort. ”

    And

    "When you are at the time of the operation, remember to stay in the same place and stay in the same place."

……

    Time passes, and the blink of an eye is three days.

    In the martial arts field of the Experimental School of the city, Han Dongfu moved his body shapelessly, in line with the technique of violent rain, and played a series of fierce and straight punches.

    At this time.

    The old low-sounding voice, shocked the ear: "Your legs are white and long? If you are too tired to lift your legs, help the teacher to interrupt you for free. ”

    Oh!

    Han Dong’s eyes jumped, his right foot stepped forward and stepped forward, and his left leg followed by a lift. Like a spring, he raised the sound of his feet, and then his feet and double fists took turns, and his heart continued to flash through the violent rain. Practice the map, the more familiar.

    Until now.

    Han Dong also understands why Ning Mo is not able to play the tricks, no intentional hits, only the transfer of power.

    The real surgery is a comprehensive summary of factors such as strength, emotion and spirit.

    It is a true sense of dedication.

    "Cry."

    Han Dong gasped for two breaths, suspended the practice of the exercise, eased the tight mind, and slightly moved a fist.

    Hey.

    Hey.

    Han Dong jumped down the stage in two steps, picked up the towel and wiped the sweat on his face. He said casually: "Master, I think I can practice other techniques at the same time. The technique of violent rain alone can increase the strength, if it is combined with other techniques..."

    He spoke and the voice faded.

    Because Ning Mo was lifted from the indifferent scorpion, staring at him coldly.

    Han Dong grinned and hurriedly snorted.

    If you want to come, these real skills are precious and precious, and you can pass them on to you. After all, there are only seven real skills in the Master.

    At this time, Ning Mo screamed from the storm: "There is nothing to lose, so you can see it with such a simple technique?" There is no ambition. ”

    "Ahhhh…"

    Han Dong is full of mistakes.

    Ning Mo is sneer and sneer, and the old face is full of impatience: "Only the most rudimentary technique allows you to practice at the second grade. When you become a warrior, there is naturally a good technique. Don't want to regenerate the ignorant thoughts of those who are blind. ”

    "Oh."

    Han Dong said.

    Until now, he finally realized...I probably really worshipped a teacher who was not allowed.

——

    Night falls.

    Han Dong took the bus and sat nine times before returning home.

    The house that I rented earlier was precisely because of my high school. Now that the college entrance examination is over, I naturally moved back to my original home.

    Hey.

    Hey.

    Han Dong’s footsteps are very light, while controlling the body’s strength and blood, while observing the community that has just moved back.

    This is a medium-to-high-end residential area with multi-storey buildings and high-rise buildings. There is also a small fountain at the entrance of the community. Some metal sculptures are placed next to it, which is quite gorgeous.

    Walk into the community.

    In front of you is a square street with a width of 20 meters, with fitness equipment, and then into the building area.

    "Go home first."

    "The two days continue to look for gray air, martial arts grade is crucial. But the anode pile and the violent raindrops can't be relaxed. ”

    Han Dong secretly thought about it.

    In fact, he secretly speculated that after he became a warrior, there will be some wonderful changes in his body's strength, and he wants to use advanced techniques.

    After the second product, it is a product.

    Above one product, it is a warrior.

    The reference to the teacher, Zun Ning Mo, said that the military has the qualification to become a member of the martial arts world.

……

    Han Dong's home.

    More spacious than the previous living room, about 40 square meters, and a window with clear windows, bright and thorough.

    Brother

    Xiaozheng is in the living room, riding a thick sofa cushion and rubbing the smooth ground.

    Han Dong walked over and picked up his sister Xiao Yan, and couldn't help but said: "Xiao Xiaozhen is really grown up, and even know how to help her mother wipe the floor."

    I don’t know if this is a remark.

    "Giggle."Her big eyes with water and spirits slid and turned, and her face was filled with pride: "The little sister will help her mother to wipe the floor and become a filial child."

    "Haha!"

    Han Dong Ren Jun can not help.

    Chen Shu walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room: "My son just came back? Mom is just ready to cook, and your dad still has ten minutes to get home. ”

    Said.

    The corner of her eyes saw Han Dong’s ragged backpack resting in the corner of the living room. She couldn’t help but frown: “What is that backpack? What brought you back? ”

    Han Dong nodded and said: "I brought it back the day before yesterday, Mom, didn't you see it?"

    Chen Shu shook her head: "These two days are too busy, no time to clean up."

    "Well, that is the nutrient solution that the teacher gave me to practice martial arts."Han Dong, holding a small donkey, sat on the sofa and smiled lightly: "Lingwu needs to add nutrients, and ordinary dishes can't afford it."

    Chen Shu, of course, said: "Then you will pack up quickly. If the small cockroaches get what to do, the nutrient solution should not let the children drink."

    Han Dong nodded quickly.

    In fact, the backpack looks like a broken, but with a password lock...After all, those nutrient solutions are worth a lot.

    Brother

    nutrient solutions Tasty? ”Xiao Yan licked his eyes, white and tender little hands on Han Dong's cheeks, curious and longing eyes, let Han Dong sneer.

    His sister, Han Wei, is simply authentic.

    In the past two days, I have tasted two nutrient solutions. The taste is good. It is similar to normal sports drinks, but it is more mellow and thick.

    Han Dong, holding a small donkey, gave two things: "It's not good at all, don't think about it."

    Xiao Yan licked his little lips and shouted: "Brother is occupying a good food, you are a bad brother."

    Sideways.

    Chen Shu shook her head and laughed and stood up: "Xiaodong, accompanying your sister." Mom went to wash vegetables and cook, and today I will make beef stewed potatoes for you. ”

    "Good drop, my mother is going."

    The little eyes were bright, and the small white hands were stretched out, pushing the mother Chen Shu, a wait-and-see attitude.

    Han Dong's mouth outlines a smile, and he feels comfortable, playing with his sister Xiaoyan.

    Suddenly.

    The phone in the trouser pocket shook twice.

    Han Dong took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. He saw the news from Qian Gao: "Han Dong brothers, my master, Hongshi just returned to Suhe...Master respects want to see you, I don't know if the brothers have time. ”

    Qian Gao’s master?

    The master of the second-class martial arts person must be a member of the martial arts world.

    Han Dong replied: "There is time."

    Qian Gao seconds back to WeChat, apparently waiting for Han Dong's reply: "Brother, what about tomorrow at noon? I will pick you up. ”

    Han Dongdao: "Good."

……

    Suhe City under the night.

    On the splendid streets, there is a magnificent and magnificent martial arts hall.

    Qian Gao wore short sleeves and stood at the door. Christine said: "Shi Zun, Han Dong has promised to come down. Tomorrow at noon, can you see it?"

    May

    A deep, strong voice rang through the door.

    At the same time, the middle-aged man standing in front of Qian Gao, wearing a dark black windbreaker, not so sultry, slowly turned back, revealing a thick and steady face, with the vicissitudes of life, a sense of indifference.

    "Han Dong."

    "Interesting little guy...Don't let me down. ”