Chapter 8：

The Qi Entraining Pill comes from the Chaos Continent, and it is a pill specially designed for low-level demon kings to cultivate.

No matter how low the level of the demon king is, he can kill many heroes of the same level.

Will be defeated by the brave, just because the difference in numbers is too large, and it is not easy to cultivate.

It does not mean that the strength of the Demon King is low...

Unknowingly two days passed.

It wasn't until the effect of the second elixir disappeared that the speed of his practice was greatly reduced, and Yang Fan stopped practicing.

A pill is valid for 24 hours...

Open the panel to see, no surprises.

[Strength]: Bronze Intermediate

[Cultivation method]: three points return to vitality (entry_38/100)

Yang Fan yelled in his heart that he was awesome, and he was promoted to the intermediate level in two days.

In his limited knowledge, he had never heard of it.

It seems that my qualifications should not be low, and the effect of entraining qi pills is also very strong.

Nothing that can be called a system is simple.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Yang Fan also felt rather tired.

After all, his cultivation base is still low, and it is quite tiring to practice like this for two consecutive days.

I feel a little sticky in my body, I thought it was sweat, so I hurried to take a bath,

After a while, I saw that the water in the entire bathtub was polluted into pitch black.

Grass!

I haven't started rubbing myself yet!

so excessive?

I had to put the water out, go to the shower, rub my body hard, and watch the sewage flow continuously.

Like falling into a stinky ditch, covered in gutter oil.

After working for more than an hour, the water became clear...

Looking at the shower gel that was almost used up, Yang Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and finally washed it clean.

the next day…

I was woken up by Ding Jie's phone call early in the morning.

Picking up the phone impatiently: "Hey! Fatty! If you can't give me a reason to disturb my sleep, I will show you what a fist the size of a casserole is."

Ding Jie's pleasantly surprised voice came from the opposite side: "You finally showed up. I'm about to report the disappearance. In the past two days, the phone was turned off, and no one knocked on your door. Where did you go?"

During the first two days of practicing, the mobile phone was always turned off.

After practicing yesterday, I turned it on and threw it beside the pillow, and went to take a shower.

I was too tired after washing, so I went straight to bed and didn't go to see what I missed.

Yang Fan heard the knock on the door several times, but he ignored it. The effect of the medicine has a time limit, and he didn't want to waste it.

No matter who knocked on the door, he left naturally.

Yang Fan heard the other party's concern and replied.

"I've been practicing at home these two days!"

"Damn! Practice for two days and two nights? I can't see that you are still a martial idiot!"

"If you have something to say, hang up if you have nothing to do. I want to sleep for a while."

Ding Jie said excitedly: "Don't worry! I won the last game again, and I chose the character lucky bag. Guess what I drew?"

"Seeing how excited you are, it must be a kung fu technique! Well, don't disturb my sleep."

"Beep beep..."

After finishing speaking, I hung up directly...

Ding Jie was stunned while holding the phone!

Are you so tired?

Aren't you curious what exercises I have drawn?

Are you wondering if my kung fu is powerful?

Thanks to the fact that I find you to share my joy every day, are you so inconsiderate...

This time Yang Fan slept until the afternoon and didn't get up until the afternoon, feeling full of energy and refreshed.

Ready to continue practicing.

Make a call to Ding Jie before practicing, lest he knock on the door again.

When the phone was connected, Ding Jie's voice came out: "Brother! Are you awake?"

Yang Fan said lightly: "Yeah! Woke up...I'm going to start practicing again soon, let me inform you, don't come to my house to knock on the door for the next two days."

"Damn it! You are cultivating a madman! I got drawn in the competition..."

"Beep beep..."

? ?

Ding Jie was dumbfounded listening to the beeping on the phone.

Roaring in my heart: Can't you just listen to me?

Chapter 10 Promotion to Bronze Senior Rank

Two days later, the effects of the two pills disappeared again...

Six left...

Yang Fan woke up from his cultivation state and hurried to take a shower. This time it was okay, not as dirty as before.

The realm has been raised again...

[Strength]: Bronze high-level

[Cultivation method]: three points return to vitality (entry_64/100)

Seeing this, Yang Fan laughed from ear to ear, this strength has reached the backbone of the annual college entrance examination.

However, it is still not enough to take the three college entrance examinations, and the chances of not being in silver are not great, but there is still a month to start the college entrance examination.

Silver is no problem for him at all.

He didn't plan to repeat it, he was a gambler and he had a system, so did he need to choose to repeat it like this?

School starts tomorrow, so I definitely can't continue to take pills to practice.

I thought to myself: It’s better to go to university! Not to mention the abundance of aura, but also a lot of freedom, very suitable for cultivation...

The next day the alarm clock rang, and I forced myself to send EUR! Group, stay! Stay 9: 8#0>2!0;58/56 sleepy and get up to wash.

When I walked into the class, I heard the students discussing something.

"Have you heard? The three sprint classes have a group class today."

"I knew it a long time ago! I heard that I want to find out what..."

"Ham... It's just to select students from each class who have already entered the bronze to play a game. We are just cheerleaders."

"By the way, who in our class got bronze?"

"I only know Liu Lei, this guy shows off every day."

"Won't you know when the teacher comes in a while?"

Yang Fan was taken aback! The three sprint classes have a group class today?

He is very strange, why does he not know at all?

Why are these students so well informed?

Who is the main character...

Ding Jie giggled and said, "How is your cultivation going?"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched: "The progress is not bad! By the way, you haven't worked hard yet? You don't have a chance to repeat the study..."

His birthday is in February and he can only take the college entrance examination this year.

Ding Jie felt bitter when he heard the words.

Said melancholy: "Hey...you said why didn't my parents give birth to me a few months earlier or a few months later? I feel tired..."

Yang Fan laughed secretly, and Ding Jie complained countless times about this matter.

"Maybe uncles and aunts believe you... Actually, it's nothing, it mainly depends on luck. Didn't you get the exercise at a critical time? Work hard..."

When mentioning the exercises, Ding Jie felt a little better.

He grinned and said: "You don't know, I'm really lucky this time, I got the three-style leg exercise, which integrates cultivation and skills, and the skills also combine combat and light work. Such exercises are really rare. Too strong."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, already knowing what kind of exercise it is.

Three-style Fengshen legs...

This is a full set of three-point return to vitality.

"How much did you bet?"

"It's been a lot of money, 15 years!"

Yang Fan is depressed... It seems that Ding Jie is quite the Emperor of Europe!

I got the exercises in 15 years, although there are only three styles.

"There is still one month left, work hard and try to get into a good college..."

When Ding Jie heard this, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he nodded heavily.

"Definitely! I can feel that I am not far from the intermediate level, and I will go home and practice hard after school."

While the two were chatting, the little old man Mr. Liang walked in slowly.

The classroom was instantly silent.

Teacher Liang looked around and said slowly.

"Today's lesson is to go to the playground to have a group class, with Class 1 and Class 2. Now, students who have entered the bronze class, please stand up."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen students stood up in the classroom, including Yang Fan and Ding Jie.

There is no way, and there is no item to hide the cultivation level, so it can't be hidden.

With the strength of the teacher, the cultivation of the students can be seen at a glance.

Wow!

"There are already so many bronze students in our class?"

"Yes! It's hidden so deep!"

"Didn't Yang Fan just entered the sprint class not long ago? Why is he also bronze?"

"This is outrageous. I have been a member for more than two months. If you compare people, you will die, and if you compare goods, you will throw them away..."

"The same goes for Zhang Qian, who is usually low-key like a little transparent, but he also quietly bronzed."

"We agreed to be scumbags together, but you are actually working hard quietly... Bah! Scumbags!"

I saw chattering and whispering in the classroom for a while.

Teacher Liang slapped the desk...

"Crack!" sounded.

"Quiet!"