Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 13 My Upgrading Tips!
Jinguji Budo and Mitsui Shou lived in the same community, quite close to each other.So although the two just met today, they went back together after school.

Today's training task for the basketball team is not heavy. Masayoshi Anzai just tested the training results of the first-year players during these hours. Therefore, when the practice game ends, it will only be around [-] o'clock in the evening.

Mitsui Shou is not wary of Budo who is similar in age, and his ambition to dominate the country is also confessed to Budo.Budo also understands Mitsui Shou very well, and also appreciates Mitsui Shou's determination. In this way, the two quickly became friends.

After returning to the community with Mitsui Shou, Budao and Mitsui Shou waved goodbye. After watching Mitsui Shou leave, Budao returned to his home, took a water cup and filled two sips of water, and then hurried out.

He has not forgotten that he still has a task to complete!

"Jinguji Budo, height 184.7cm, weight 65kg, strength: junior high school E grade, agility: junior high school A grade, body coordination: B grade."

"Destiny: Nothing special."

"Daily tasks."

"Please complete 00.00 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and run 100KM before 10 at night."

"Mission reward: Potion for recovery from strain! (Eliminate fatigue, relax your body!)"

"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (Specializes Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms), Level 0, Proficiency: 3/500."

Until this time, Bu Dao had no time to study the golden finger he got called "Super Martial Dao System".He didn't forget the daily task that needs to be completed before 00.00 at night.

"Although it is in the world of SD, there is nothing wrong with practicing martial arts to strengthen your body."

"And the reward of this daily task should be very useful to me!"

Jinguji Budo called up the system panel, lingered on the task reward column for a long time, and then walked out of the community.

"Let's do sit-ups first. Although the body is weak, it shouldn't be a problem to complete the first three tasks in groups."

Thinking of this, Wu Dao didn't care whether he was at the gate of the community, and started to do push-ups directly. 100 push-ups can be said to be more or less. For Wu Dao's body, doing so many push-ups at once is obviously a It couldn't be done, so the martial arts was divided into three groups, and each time I did more than 30 exercises, and it only took 10 minutes even including the rest time.

After finishing the 100 push-ups, Bu Dao noticed that in the task bar, the line "completed 100 push-ups" had changed from black to gray.

"It looks pretty smart."

Wu Dao noticed this and muttered in a low voice, and then started the task of doing squats and sit-ups. These two items exercise different parts, and the number of exercises is not much. It only takes 10 minutes for the two items to add up. .

After Wu Dao completed these tasks, he was already sweating profusely. After doing these, Wu Dao took a step and started jogging.

In April, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and pieces of pink petals fall from the trees under the blowing of the evening wind, blending with the blood-colored sunset.

For so many years, it was the first time for Bu Dao to see this exotic scenery. The sunset and falling cherry blossoms brought him a different feeling.

Jinguji Budo moved his legs, and quickly ran out of the bustling streets, the noisy city, and the noisy crowds were slowly moving away. The feeling of soreness in his legs became stronger and stronger as the distance increased.

Dou Da's sweat condensed on the tip of Bu Dao's nose, and when he was running, it slid down his face, dripping and splashing flowers on the ground.

Although he was very tired, Wu Dao still held his chest straight, narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the wind in his ears.

"what!"

"Humph!"

Jinguji Budao opened his mouth slightly and let out a heavy panting sound, exhaling and inhaling rhythmically with his footsteps.Although he was very tired and his lungs seemed to explode, Bu Dao was still very happy.

He knows that every step he takes now can bring him closer to his goal.

"Set a small goal first and become the number one middle school student in the country!"

"Ho ho. Ho."

The sun had completely set, and the sparse starlight was dotted in the dark night sky. Jinguji Budou put the back of his hand on his forehead, lay on the lawn by a small river, and sucked in fresh air.

He has also completed the 10km task, and the time it took to complete the task was longer than he expected, and it took more than two hours.

Running for such a long time gave Budo a headache, and he had to lie on the lawn to relieve it.

The daily task reward Jinguji Wudao has already received, and he has already used the strain recovery medicine, but after the medicine is used up, Wudao can't feel any difference at all, the headache is still headache, and the feet are still sore Sore feet.

"My golden finger seems to be fake, and the task reward is useless at all."

"Suddenly such a high-intensity exercise will suffer tomorrow!"

Wu Dao felt a little regretful in his heart. If he hadn't seen the words "relieve fatigue, relax!" after the strain potion, he would never have suddenly increased his training to such an extent. He still understood the gradual way. Unfortunately, it is too late to say this now.

Bu Dao only hoped that today's sudden high-intensity exercise would not leave any hidden wounds on him.

After lying on the lawn for a while, and after the headache subsided, Bu Dao got up and began to move his hands and feet.Just as Bu Dao was about to leave here and go home, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Hey, that little brother over there, can you wait a minute?"

Wu Dao looked back following the sound, and at some point, four more figures appeared not far behind him. In the darkness, Wu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly to see each other clearly.

These four people were dressed strangely, all wearing black tight leather pants and a black vest with rivets on the shoulders of the vest.

The costumes of the four people are surprisingly consistent, the only difference may be the hairstyles of these people, blue airplane hair, red back hair, yellow afro hair, and green short hair.

"Socialist."

Wu Dao was stunned for a long time after he saw this outfit clearly. He hadn't seen this Shamat look for many years. When I saw it today, how should I say it, I miss it and it's funny
"Brother, our brothers are a little tight recently, and I would like to ask you to lend us some money."

The green short-inch young man walked towards Budao, and said with a malicious look on his face, while the other people also had a tacit understanding, silently dispersed, and surrounded Jinguji Budao from all directions, for fear that he would escape.

"Borrow money?"

"Sorry, I don't have any money with me."

Wu Dao slightly staggered his feet, lowered his head slightly, observed the standing positions of several people from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice.

"No money? Hahaha!"

"Then I have to make sure you have brought the money."

Following the voice of the short green short-inch young man, the rest of the people surrounded Wu Dao tacitly.

"Go!" With a low shout, several people quickly rushed towards Wu Dao. Facing the siege of several people, Wu Dao didn't say anything, directly covered his face and squatted on the ground, and shouted at the same time:
"You bastards, even if I have money, I won't give it to you!"

When the young men heard this, they immediately felt that their dignity had been insulted. After struggling with Wu Dao for a while, they couldn't find the money, so they were enraged and punched Wu Dao directly with their fists.

"Sigh~~~"

The short-inch young man gasped, he felt his hand hit a wooden board, and the pain from his fist made him grin his teeth.

"Ah~ key touch seven!"

But Bu Dao couldn't help groaning, being punched by the young man, Bu Dao not only didn't feel any pain, but also felt a burst of comfort, like a cool summer breeze, indescribably comfortable.

Because the exhaustion accumulated during exercise disappeared a lot at this moment, the proficiency of the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover even increased from the original 3/500 to 5/500.

"This strain recovery potion actually needs a medicine introduction, what a trap!"

Wu Dao thought so in his heart, then stood up under the gaze of several people, looked at the short-inch young man who just punched him, and said:

"Haven't you eaten?! Use your strength!"

　I made a mistake when posting chapters, and a chapter was missed in the middle. This chapter has been revised.

　　
　
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