Endless Breaking Limits, I am in Gaowu Heaven Rewards Hard Work

The weather was very hot, but the weather was very hot.

Chen Yuhu came back on a tricycle around five in the afternoon. There was a wooden bathtub on the tricycle, which was obviously for Chen Yan to take a medicinal bath.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Chen Yan, who was still exercising with sweat on his forehead.

"Take care of your body, and do everything in moderation."

Chen Yuhu complained and urged Chen Yan to rest.

Half of the snake meat was sold for 50,000 yuan.

In the evening meal, there was naturally an extra dish of snake meat. Chen Yan stuffed a piece of snake meat into his mouth, and stopped eating the next moment.

"Not delicious?"

Chen Yuhu asked.

"No."

Chen Yan shook his head. In the Sacred Breaking Realm, a wave of green light flowed through, but was blocked three feet away from the Sacred Breaking Tree.

This snake meat contains a lot of physical energy.

Eating it by myself will definitely be useful, but now the Sacred Breaking Tree is only level two, and it cannot absorb the green light. No matter how I think about it, it is uncomfortable.

What is the principle of the Sacred Breaking Tree?

Chen Yan's own exercise will also increase his strength, but the Sacred Breaking Tree can absorb the red light produced by Chen Yan's exercise to produce the Sacred Breaking Fruit.

It's as if everything Chen Yan has obtained has been doubled by the Sacred Breaking Tree.

After thinking again and again, Chen Yan continued to eat.

After the meal, it was a medicinal bath.

Luo Pushin said that the limit-breaking awakening can be bathed in medicine, but it is almost useless.

Because the special root bones will cause people to be unable to absorb external energy before awakening.

Chen Yan's medicinal bath is not for his own awakening, but for the Sacred Breaking Tree.

He might not improve himself after drinking the Qi and Blood Drink, but the [Blood] Saint Fruit did grow.

Chen Yuhu wrapped a quarter of a red-haired Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal herbs he bought in a white cloth, and Chen Yan lay in the still steaming bathtub.

In an instant, the hot and stinging pain tore all the thoughts in Chen Yan's mind apart.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuhu looked at his son and asked with concern.

"It hurts... it hurts!" Chen Yan grinned.

He could feel the feeling of ten thousand steel needles piercing into his body and then withdrawing.

His body was really rejecting the energy in this medicinal bath.

"Oh, that's fine. I thought it wouldn't hurt." Chen Yuhu smiled faintly:

"I saw someone else do it before, and he also screamed in pain. Later, that person really awakened his blood and qi, and is now the director of Zhenwu Institute."

Chen Yuhu told Chen Yan about other people's success stories. Deep down, he naturally wanted Chen Yan to take the director of Zhenwu Institute as a role model.

"Yeah."

Chen Yan nodded, trembling all over, holding the bathtub with both hands.

"Put your hands in too, soak them all." Chen Yuhu said the same thing, always paying attention to Chen Yan's changes. If Chen Yan really couldn't stand it, he would take Chen Yan out first.

After all, when he saw Xin Gongxian taking a medicinal bath, he was taken out in less than a minute.

The old man said that the more times he was taken out, the worse the effect of the medicinal bath would be.

Although he hoped that Chen Yan could persist for a while, Chen Yuhu still felt that it was best to stop when he had enough.

Moreover, Xin Gongxian spent a whole year in the bath, and almost emptied his family's savings to buy twelve red-haired Ganoderma lucidum before awakening his blood and qi.

His son still has a long way to go in the medicinal bath, so there is no need to take this one too seriously.

"Okay... okay!"

Chen Yan nodded and put his hands in the water. His skin quickly turned red, and even his blood vessels swelled.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Chen Yan grimaced, tears came out of his eyes in pain, and at this moment, all his attention was shifted to his own broken saint realm.

Red!

The rolling red river quickly came from the sourceless land and rushed into the roots of the broken saint tree. The originally skinny trunk actually showed a clear trace of red light.

The bright red [blood] broken saint fruit began to grow!

Chen Yan's forehead was instantly sweating.

He observed the broken saint tree with all his strength. At this moment, the growth of green leaves seemed to give him a reason to endure the pain.

The progress of the [Blood] Saint-breaking Fruit, which was originally only 13%, suddenly soared and soon reached 15 points.

[Sacred Realm Breaking: Level 2 (2/15)]

[Sacred Fruit Breaking:

Strength: (40/100)

Blood (15/100)

Skill: (93/100)]

The progress panel appeared, and Chen Yan stared at the progress of the [Blood] Saint-breaking Fruit.

16/100

17/100

18/100

On the green tree, three fruits were round and full, and the smallest red fruit began to grow visibly.

"Xiao Yan, tell me if you can't hold on."

Chen Yuhu called out, but frowned.

Eyebrows:

"That's all for the first day. Continue soaking tomorrow. Don't rush."

He hesitated a little. His son's strong willpower didn't seem to be a good thing.

He had been soaking in the medicinal bath for the first time for five minutes.

"Not bad, no pain!" Chen Yan said tremblingly, with a smile on his lips.

Originally, the [Blood] Broken Saint Fruit would grow a little bit every time it broke through the limit, but now it was growing very easily.

Compared with the growth of a little bit every time it broke through the limit, he was enjoying it now!

Is this the feeling of being rich?

Time passed by.

Chen Yuhu's call seemed to be blurred.

Chen Yan's mind was full of thoughts, and his voice was shouting.

I want to hold on.

I want to see the maturity of the [Blood] Broken Saint Fruit at once.

I want to change everything I'm facing now.

I...

...

Why did I fall asleep?

When Chen Yan opened his eyes again, it was just dawn.

"Huh?"

Chen Yan sat up with his head shaking, and looked around.

Did he faint during the medicinal bath yesterday?

[Breaking the Saint Realm: Level 2 (2/15)]

[Breaking the Saint Fruit:

Strength: (40/100)

Blood (34/100)

Skill: (93/100)]

The progress of the [Blood] Saint Fruit has reached thirty-four, and this is only the first medicinal bath.

Chen Yan's heart was pounding, but he immediately glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"I'm late."

Today is the day for the selection of the Zhenwu Prize. Chen Yan hurriedly got up, picked up two steamed buns and ran to school.

As soon as he arrived at the class, the dean of teaching, Xia Tong, was standing on the podium.

"The college entrance examination will be held in a few months, but fewer and fewer people come to your class three every day."

Xia Tong scanned the entire classroom. Although he was scolding, his eyes were very calm.

His sight finally locked on Zhang Qingsi, and he said quietly:

"This time, the Zhenwu bonus selection is very important. I hope you don't underestimate the enemy, don't slack off, and get through this selection steadily."

After his voice fell, the eyes of the students in the whole class were all locked on Zhang Qingsi.

Each class has one Zhenwu bonus quota, and the prerequisite is that you must pass the fist strength test.

In other words, the only one in the whole class who can compete with Zhang Qingsi for the Zhenwu bonus is Chen Yan.

However, the difference in the fist strength test between the two is a bit too big, and Zhang Qingsi has now awakened his blood and qi. After gradually adapting to the blood and qi in the past few days, his strength has improved unimaginably.

The whole class looked at Zhang Qingsi with envy.

Zhang Qingsi sat in his seat and didn't care about Xia Tong's words.

He really couldn't imagine what the scene would be like if he lost to Chen Yan.

Xia Tong looked at Zhang Qingsi's current look and shook his head in his heart.

Everything he said was not to ask Zhang Qingsi to be careful of Chen Yan.

The Zhenwu prize will definitely go to Zhang Qingsi, but what about the future? After Zhang Qingsi enters the Zhenwu class that only geniuses in the county can enter, he will be the last one.

Every word he said was to ask Zhang Qingsi to be serious and work hard, but this student was always too arrogant and complacent.

Just at this time, a handsome young man in a white T-shirt walked to the door of the class.

Xia Tong glanced at him and felt that this young man looked familiar:

"You students, sometimes it's not that you don't work hard enough, sometimes you are just lazy!"

He waved his hand and motioned Chen Yan to enter the classroom.

"Today is the Zhenwu prize selection. Not only are you late one by one, but some of you even don't come.

You are all desperate for the future, why do you still come to school?"

Xia Tong stood with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were locked on Zhang Qingsi again, and he shook his head slowly.

Chen Yan just sat down on his seat, but found that Hu Yuan in front of his seat gave him a vicious look.

"Look again, I will beat you up again." Chen Yan said with a smile.

Hu Yuan was stunned. He didn't expect Chen Yan to dare to talk to him like this, but he thought a lot and turned away angrily.

"The selection of Zhenwu Prize has begun, and the senior high school students will gather on the playground!"

The voice of Principal Zhang Yue sounded in the radio.

Xia Tong waved his hand, and the students of Class 3 rushed out of the corridor.

On the podium at the front of the playground, Principal Zhang Yue and the dean of teaching stood quietly. Between them, there was a middle-aged man wearing a patterned shirt and black sunglasses.

"All classes, stand at ease!"

Zhang Yue shouted with a loud speaker:

"Today is the day for the Zhenwu Prize selection. One person will be selected from each of the three classes in Grade 3.

A few days ago, our school organized a punching test. Seven people from Class 1 passed, four from Class 2, and two from Class 3!"

In Class 3, the students turned their eyes to Zhang Qingsi and Chen Yan.

The Zhenwu Prize has long been irrelevant to them. Many people who used to look down on Chen Yan, now

There was also a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Of course, Zhang Qingsi was the only star in Class 3. Compared with him, Chen Yan was a little dim.

"The head teachers of each of the three classes have already selected one of the best students. These three best students will defend the ring. The rest of the students can challenge the best students in each class. As long as the challenge is successful, they will become the new round of defenders. If they succeed in defending the ring, they will get the Zhenwu bonus!"

The principal continued to speak. In Class 3, Zhang Qingsi looked at Chen Yan.

His eyes were full of scrutiny. Facing his classmate, Zhang Qingsi was not familiar with him and even said a few words to him in a semester.

Chen Yan was about 1.78 meters tall and wore clothes with washed patterns. It was obvious that he had been wearing street goods for several years.

He was very poor, just like those classmates who licked his dog.

After a simple scrutiny, Zhang Qingsi stopped paying attention.

Principal Zhang Yue continued on the podium:

"But for the sake of fairness, to prevent the best students from being threatened by the round-robin battle, except for the best students in each class, the rest of the students must first go to the exercise room to accept the assessment of Director Xia Tong. Only after passing the assessment can they challenge the best students in their own class."

This rule is actually not fair.

The real fairness should be to directly select the best students regardless of class.

But the situation of parents using connections to select classes is even more serious, and the rules of the Zhenwu bonus are precisely to balance this phenomenon.

"Now announce the list of the best students in each class."

Principal Zhang Yue glanced at the playground and said:

"Yu Zhiwen from Class 1, Wang Yu from Class 2, and Zhang Qingsi from Class 3."

As soon as his voice fell, cheers rang out from each class.

Zhang Qingsi and the other three best students walked out of Class 3 amid applause, stood in front of the playground, and stood with their hands behind their backs.

"The rest of the students who have passed the punching test will be led by Teacher Xia Tong to the training room."

Seeing that Xia Tong had left the podium, Chen Yan also walked out of the class alone, and followed Xia Tong with the students from other classes who had passed the punching test.

As soon as he entered the training room, Chen Yan saw a dozen teachers standing in front of the window.

Wang Yang, the head teacher of Class 3, was among them. Seeing Chen Yan, Wang Yang smiled and raised his fist at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan smiled back.

Xia Tong came to an open space and stood there, looking at the students from each class and said lightly:

"I know you may think it's unfair, but I want to tell you that Yu Zhiwen and the other three passed my test easily. To challenge them, you must have strength first."

Xia Tong said lightly:

"Class 1 starts first, who will be the first?"

"I'll do it."

A boy from Class 2 stood up and fought against Xia Tong, very nervous.

"Take action."

Xia Tong said calmly.

The next moment, the boy rushed forward and punched Xia Tong in the face.

"Failure."

Xia Tong said calmly, but he raised his leg and his toes were already on the boy's chin.

The boy couldn't hit him at all, and even if he took another step forward, he would be kicked away by Xia Tong.

Instant kill.