Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo left the college conference building and rushed directly to the dormitory. After arriving at Long Kong's dormitory, Long Kong had already returned. Looking at Long Kong whose chest was tightly wrapped, a bitterness flashed in Han Mo's heart. It wasn't the first time that Han Mo sighed deeply as he looked at Long Kong who closed his eyes and thought because he was injured.

"Han Mo?" Chihiro, who came out with her things, saw Han Mo standing in her dormitory, and immediately greeted him happily.

Longkong and Solanum nigrum in the dormitory all came out after hearing the sound. Seeing Han Mo come back, Solanum solanum turned pale and said, "Han Mo, did my grandpa make things difficult for you?"

Han Mo smiled and shook his head, "No, your grandpa just asked me some questions."

Solanum nigrum nodded upon hearing the words, seeing that Han Mo didn't seem to be in trouble, so he gave up and stopped asking.

"Long Kong, how are you?" Han Mo looked at Long Kong with an apologetic face. If it wasn't for him, Long Kong wouldn't have been injured. Now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for Long Kong.

Seeing Han Mo's appearance, Long Kong knew what Han Mo meant without even thinking about it. He smiled lightly and said, "What are you talking about? I'm fine. Why are you brothers doing this? Don't you think I'm a brother?"

"Of course, if you are a brother, I, Han Mo, will speak here today. If you, Long Kong, need anything in the future, just ask, and I, Han Mo, will never frown." Han Mo said, patting his chest, his expression extremely seriously.

"Okay, Longkong will believe you, Han Mo, do you know that there are a lot of new students here this time, and many of them are from my hometown." Qian Xun said, holding Han Mo's arm, with a smile on his face Very happy.

Han Mo smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, the touch from his arm made Han Mo's heart tremble, his eyes rolled, and he clapped his hands suddenly, as if suddenly remembering something, he said: "I have something to discuss with Han Ji, and I almost gave it to you." I forgot, look at my memory." After finishing speaking, Han Mo waved his hands to the crowd and said, "I'll be here when I have time." After saying that, he rushed out quickly, leaving everyone in the same place in bewilderment for a while.

"Han Mo, what are you doing in such a hurry? The dean didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Han Ji asked suspiciously as he looked at Han Mo who rushed directly into the dormitory.

"No, it's okay." Han Mo looked back in shock, and after confirming that no one was following, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed the door.

"What's the matter? Is someone chasing you?" Han Ji asked puzzled.

"It's okay." Han Mo could only answer in this way. If this kind of thing came out, Han Mo would feel embarrassed. He hesitated for a while, looked at Han Ji and asked, "Han Ji, the academy league is about to start, are you interested in participating?" ?"

"League?" Han Mo murmured once upon hearing the words, and then smiled and said, "What am I doing in that? It's a waste of time. There are so many people participating. I don't even have enough strength to join in the fun."

"It's okay, I'll just ask, I should be able to participate." Han Mo smiled lightly.

"Are you going to participate?" Han Ji asked in surprise when he heard the words. Although Han Mo's strength is good, it is nothing in the academy. Although Han Mo has already challenged someone with strong strength, his background is still a dual martial artist , so why do you feel a bit boring to participate in the competition?

Looking at Han Ji's eyes, Han Mo gave Han Ji a helpless look: "What's wrong, can't I participate, is it ugly or something?"

"No, you can definitely participate in a beauty pageant. You look like a girl." After Han Ji finished speaking, he suddenly burst out laughing. He glanced back at Han Mo's gloomy appearance and laughed even harder. He held his belly and laughed loudly.

"Keep laughing, I'm going to practice." Han Mo looked at Han Ji who was laughing, and said helplessly, then turned and walked into his dormitory, crossed his legs and meditated.

Han Mo held a magic core in both hands, and quietly used the Heaven Transforming Art. With the operation of the exercise, the energy of the magic core in Han Mo's hands slowly poured into his body along with his hands.

The Huatian Kung Fu is indeed a kung fu that even Tianlu admires. It is the first time I have heard that the energy in the magic core is taken out in this way. Some people wanted to directly practice the energy in the magic core earlier, but due to too much It's difficult to come up with, so no one has practiced in this way, and pharmacists mostly use the method of refining medicine to fuse the magic core and pills, which will take more time.

There is no time to practice, and Han Mo has been practicing unconsciously for several days, Han Mo can only vaguely feel that the sky outside is bright and dark, bright and dark again three times, presumably three days have passed.

Han Mo didn't intend to withdraw from the meditation. Yesterday Han Mo felt the threshold of the three-yuan martial artist, but Han Mo chose not to move forward. During this day, Han Mo has been gathering fighting energy, and the magic core prepared in advance in the ring They also disappeared one by one, and finally only these two in Han Mo's hands remained.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Han Mo could vaguely feel the movement outside. It must be that the opening ceremony of the league was about to be held, and Solanum nigrum and the others came to call him.

"Don't let me rush in." Han Mo thought with some worry in his heart that if someone interrupted his meditation at this juncture, then the three days of hard work would be in vain.

"Hurry up, this time you don't break through to my master, what a fart to practice." Han Mo thought excitedly, and came to the bottleneck again, and without hesitation, he summoned all the fighting spirit in his body and rushed to the bottleneck, and then only heard a sound Han Mo was taken aback by the non-existent "Bo" sound. After a long while, his tense body slowly relaxed, and he opened his eyes after exhaling a turbid breath.

Feeling the increased vindictiveness, the corners of Han Mo's mouth rose slightly. He didn't expect to break through to Sanyuan martial artist so easily.

"Huh...huh..."

Han Mo swung two circles towards the void, and the friction between his fist and the air brought out two fist winds. He nodded in satisfaction. The three-yuan martial artist is indeed different from the two-yuan martial artist. Now Han Mo has the confidence to confront the five-yuan martial artist head-on. Undefeated, of course, the premise is that the opponent has not mastered powerful combat skills.

"Nine Heavens Excalibur and Xuanyun Jue are proficient a lot, it seems that I have to find an opportunity to experiment." Han Mo said to himself, then turned and walked out of the dormitory.

After leaving the dormitory, as Han Mo had guessed, Solanum nigrum and Zi Yan had already waited in the living room, and when they saw Han Mo come out, they all surrounded him.

Seeing this, Han Ji and Long Kong arched their shoulders helplessly. They really don't know why Han Mo is so popular. Although Han Mo is handsome, Long Kong and Han Ji are not bad either.

"Cough cough, don't make noise, let's talk one by one, okay?" Han Mo looked at the chattering crowd, and said helplessly in his heart, and then looked at Han Ji, Long Kong and Han Lu in a blink of an eye. Unable to help, he arched his shoulders, turned around and walked out of the dormitory. Seeing this, Han Mo sighed and shook his head. Brothers are the most unreliable at this time.