I traveled through hundreds of worlds at once

"You followed me!" At the staircase of the teaching building, Ma Lianhua, who was wearing a school uniform, looked at Yi Hui in shock and asked in disbelief.

"Huh? Are you so narcissistic?" Yi Hui, who was about to explain, heard Ma Lianhua's narcissistic remarks, and his eyes twitched, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Hypocrisy! Do you think I don't know! Your father wants to marry into our Ma family! So he asked you to follow, right!" Ma Lianhua heard Yi Hui's tone and immediately frowned.

"Marriage! Do you think I can like you?" Yi Hui's eyes slanted and roughly glanced at Ma Lianhua, whom he hadn't seen for a few years. To be fair, Ma Lianhua is not bad looking now. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and has few rivals in terms of figure at the same age.

But Yi Hui had watched her grow up, and was too familiar with her. When he saw her, he remembered the image of a sloppy country girl who snorted when she was a child. She was full of flaws. Moreover, his strategy standard was a black, straight girl with a good figure and temperament. He was not interested in Ma Lianhua, who was a bit busty but still noisy!

"Pervert! Sex maniac! Beast in human clothing!" Ma Lianhua saw Yi Hui looking at her body, and she immediately shrank to protect her plump chest, and cursed with a red face.

"Fat woman! Who wants to see a body full of fat!" Yi Hui's face turned black, and he could already feel several gazes coming from his back. He was really unlucky to encounter such a thing just after transferring to the school.

"Fat fat fat fat... woman!" Ma Lianhua's eyes widened immediately, and she felt that her self-esteem as a girl was shattered. She was only sixteen years old, and she was actually called a fat woman!

"Asshole, I'll kill you!" Ma Lianhua, whose eyes were about to spit fire, rushed towards Yi Hui with a step, clenched his slender hands into fists, and attacked Yi Hui's center line with Xingyiquan.

Yi Hui didn't seem surprised by Ma Lianhua's attack. He didn't know when Ma Lianhua gradually disliked him and always tried to provoke him. After being humiliated by Yi Hui, he was angry and wanted to fight him. Although he was beaten by him every time, he seemed to have no memory and would continue the previous steps next time.

"Fighting Xingyi in front of me?" Yi Hui looked at Ma Lianhua who attacked first with a smile, pushed away his fist with a cotton palm, stepped forward with his toes, and slid into Ma Lianhua's center line with Bagua Youshen Step.

"Oh no!" Ma Lianhua was startled and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

"You just reacted now! It's too late!" Yi Hui smiled coldly, and then a set of Japanese punches, and then a beautiful punch, all hit Ma Lianhua's fair face.

KO!

I really miss the feeling!

"My nose~ah!" Ma Lianhua covered her swollen nose and leaned on the railing of the stairs, tears in pain, the familiar pain on her face reminded her of the humiliating memories of being beaten by Yi Hui many times when she was a child

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still don't learn your lesson!" Yi Hui snorted coldly. If it weren't for the long time they haven't met, he would not have used the Japanese punch to save her face. After that, he turned around and went down the stairs and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Yi Hui! You bastard!"

With his back to Ma Lianhua's exclamation, Yi Hui quickly walked around to an empty corner behind the teaching building, took out his mobile phone and called Tong Hu.

Beep~beep~beep~

"Hello! Master, what do you want me to do?" As soon as the call was connected, Tong Hu's cold voice came.

"Did you arrange this school that I transferred to or did that old man ask you to do it?" Yi Hui's voice was gloomy.

"The boss asked me to arrange it!"

"I knew it!" Yi Hui's face turned black, and he almost crushed the flip phone in his hand.

"Master, do you need to change it?" Tong Hu asked.

"No! Choosing to escape when encountering problems is not the way for martial artists!"

"By the way, Tong Hu, how is the progress of the research institute? Is there any progress in the drug?" Yi Hui suddenly remembered several biological research institutes that he had invested in a long time ago and asked.

"It's still the same, always stuck in clinical trials," Tong Hu replied coldly.

"Still stuck in clinical practice! It's been more than half a year, and a lot of PhDs in the institute are just slacking off?" Yi Hui cursed angrily. He has invested in those biological research institutes for more than three years, and he doesn't know how many US dollars he has to burn every year. If he didn't know that the market trend could make it back in other ways, he would probably be dragged down by those research institutes.

"I will urge them to speed up the progress!" Tong Hu responded immediately.

"Forget it, let it be. It's useless to urge research." Yi Hui rolled his eyes and hung up the phone immediately.

Old man, don't let me get a chance! Yi Hui cursed fiercely in his heart and turned to the cafeteria.

After ordering two bowls of ramen and eating them, Yi Hui returned to the classroom. As soon as he entered the classroom, he could feel that the classmates looked at him with something wrong, especially those female classmates who didn't dare to look at him straight in the eye.

"It spread so quickly!" Yi Hui immediately guessed what was going on. Just now on the stairs, his classmates must have seen him beating up Ma Lianhua.

He was speaking Chinese to Ma Lianhua at the time, and the students couldn't understand him. They only saw him punch Ma Lianhua in the face. I guess everyone in the class now thinks he is a scumbag who beats women.

Sure enough, not long after, Nonoka Mazaki, who was sitting next to him, came back from eating lunch with her friends and smiled awkwardly at him. Then she changed her previous activeness and became silent.

Yi Hui was dissatisfied with this, but he did not take the initiative to explain. First, they were not familiar with each other, and the explanation might not be believed. Second, Noka Masaki was not his target, so it was not worth his words.

Japanese schools have a 40-minute lunch time at noon. After lunch, there is no lunch break. The first class in the afternoon starts directly. After three classes, school is over at around 3 pm.

School is over at 3 pm! Who would dare to believe this in China? High school students in China get up before 6 o'clock in the morning for self-study, and finish evening self-study at 9 or even 10 o'clock in the evening. If they don't go to school for more than ten hours a day, they are not considered to go to school.

Yi Hui transferred to Japan because Japanese high schools have ridiculously short school hours, which gives them more time to practice boxing.

Three classes are just a blink of an eye for Yi Hui, who is concentrating on studying textbooks.

After the last class, Yi Hui picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom and school in the complicated eyes of many classmates.

"Except for elementary school, this is the first time I've gone home so early after school! My high school classmates in China are still struggling in the sea of ​​questions. I feel ashamed when I think about it!" Yi Hui said ashamed, but his face was full of joy. It felt so good to leave school early!

Leaving along the main road, less than ten minutes away, he came to a two-story building with a backyard.

"This house is still a little small. Many of my training equipment can't fit!" Yi Hui walked into the small building and looked at the backyard of only ten square meters. There was a maple tree with a large diameter planted on the left side of the backyard. He wondered when to find a better house.

After entering the room and changing into a martial arts uniform, Yi Hui came to a large vat that he had just bought in the corner of the backyard. This large vat only reached his chest, more than one meter high, and the ground was filled with water. It was smaller than the large vat in his villa.

"It's a little small, but it's enough for practicing." Yi Hui didn't pick too much. He jumped onto the edge of the big vat. After skillfully performing a set of Baguazhang on the edge of the vat, he activated his qi and blood, and slowly touched the water surface in the vat with his hand.

Buzz~! Under his manipulation, the qi in his body was moved along his fingers and injected into the water little by little. A circle of fierce waves rose from his fingers, beating against the wall of the vat like waves at the seaside.

"Less! Less!" Yi Hui tried his best to control the output of his qi. The manic qi in his body was like a faucet that had been out of repair for a long time. If he turned it on a little bit, there would be no water. If he turned it on a little bit, it would spray all over him. He was now looking for the balance point in the middle.

Boom~!

There was a muffled sound in the water vat, like a torpedo was detonated, and the water splashed all over Yi Hui in an instant.

"Pah! Pah! This Qi training is really difficult! After training for a few days, it's still this level." Yi Hui wiped the water off his face.

Qi comes from the energy generated by countless cells in the body. It is extremely powerful and extremely manic. It is not a simple thing to completely tame Qi. In the fighting world, the mastery of Qi is divided into three stages.

Start, open and master.

Start means being able to sense the existence of Qi and mobilize Qi to attack, which is the stage of generating Qi. During this period, you can feel the Qi in your body. When the Qi and blood are excited, you can mobilize the Qi that has not yet formed in your body to attack.

When the Qi sense reaches the critical point, the real Qi is born in the body, which is the state that Yi Hui is in now, and you can enter the second stage of development training.

Development means having a certain mastery of Qi, being able to maintain the circulation of Qi for a long time, and enhancing your own strength, and the thorough mastery of Qi is the standard of becoming a master.

"It would be great if the Qi could be controlled as easily as the ripples!" Yi Hui pointed his finger at the water surface, and the ripples in his body were injected into a layer of fine waves.

Compared with the Qi, which is as difficult to control as hell, the difficulty of controlling the ripples can be said to be as simple as it can be. He just integrated the memory of JOJO Yi Hui's training for one and a half months, and practiced it twice, and easily reached the mastery level. It was not a problem to use the ripples to control the waves to draw a Platinum Star.