This kind of training is constantly letting Jiang Hao's body meridians slowly strengthen and improve, and the energy is faster and more full under this pressure.

In the evening, Jiang Hao ended a day of cultivation, thinking of the time for these days, has not seen the moon, he rushed to a cold shower, changed into dry clothes to live in the small courtyard of the high moon, but saw the small courtyard locked door, Jiang Hao frowning, helpless sigh, left.

The day's game is over, and most people are playing in L.A. with a lot of excitement.

Luocheng is a three-level city, the whole Wudou continent on the country is numerous, Qin Guo is one of them, the central part of the Qin country is the royal city, surrounded by twelve main cities, the main city under the next twelve secondary cities, each secondary city is divided into twelve three-level cities.

Although the three-level city is far less than the secondary city, it is much stronger than the ordinary city, and the prosperity of Luocheng can be imagined.

Most students wander the streets, but they all choose to look at it without spending money.Because there is nothing here that they can buy, even if the price of an item in an ordinary store may be quite the cost of a month for them.

Jiang Hao walked on the bustling street and looked around at the dazzling goods, and a weapons shop attracted Jiang Hao's attention.

Jiang Hao walked into the store and saw all kinds of weapons neatly discharged on the shelf, which was somewhat dazzling.

The owner of the shop looked up and saw that it was a child again, and he was a little impatient.Today, the shops are all children who have no money, and it is really confusing to see things and not buy them.

Jiang Hao is not trying to buy himself a weapon, according to Wu Lao said, his martial arts also have to be raised a few more levels to learn the use of weapons.Now, he wants to buy a weapon for the moon.

This is not too good choice, because the high moon is just inferior Wuji, good weapons Jiang Hao although bought, but the high moon can not be used, looking for, Jiang Hao according to the strength of the high moon, chose a long whip, whip melted a stage of the War Crystal, only need to throb, you can improve a lot of strength, very suitable for high moon.

"Teventy silver coins, no price."The boss’s eyes didn’t lift.

Jiang Hao naturally knew the boss's mind, huh, the dog's eyes are low, Jiang Hao threw a gold coin on the counter, "do not look for."Then he turned and left, leaving a look of stunned and frightened shopkeeper standing there, I don't know how to do it.

The next day, the day before the finals, because the weak were eliminated, the two days of the game is still very visible, so Jiang Hao also followed the bustling crowd to the field.

The battle became more and more intense, and the match between the three-tier martial arts officers in these two days was all over the match.Everyone is trying to qualify for tomorrow’s final, with a total of eight finals and seven places to be made today.There is another person, because of the excellent strength has been directly promoted to the final.

The person who directly qualified for the final is the first place of the Jingwu Academy, the young master of the Locheng family, Loki, Loki, is the best qualified in the middle of the Wuji class, and now has just entered the fourth order, the cultivation is the esoteric low-level martial arts decision, the strength is very strong.

Jiang Hao looked at the fighting on the stage, casually listening to the talk of Romiotian in his ear, said the strength, Jiang Hao is already the peak level of the third-order martial arts, it has been a month to enter the third order, stepping into the peak also has seven or eight days, but there is no sign of a breakthrough.

For a day, Jiang Hao focused on watching all the games and taking advantage of each other.In the evening, the last game ends.The crowd dispersed, Jiang Hao put his hands in the pocket of his clothes, and walked back without rushing, and at this moment, a sound that made Jiang Hao's fist itchy suddenly sounded.

“Isn’t that kid without Ginger?”He was invited to watch the game.Oh, there is no Wuji waste, see the game has a ass, in case of excitement do not want to commit suicide, how embarrassing.This cold and ironic voice is exactly the one of Ropon’s.

Roe Pang was walking while shouting loudly, and about a dozen of the next classes were still behind his ass, clamoring loudly, for fear that others could not hear.

Of course, this propaganda of Luo Pang, the people around them have heard, looking at Jiang Hao's eyes become strange, there is no Wukji is very rare things, I did not expect there is such an unlucky thing.

If it were not for the compulsory regulations of the college, it would be strictly forbidden to fight privately during the competition, and if the violator was severely punished, Luo Pang and the group of followers would now be afraid to find their teeth.But it can't be done right, it can be done quietly.

Jiang Hao's eyes flashed cold, walked to Luo Pang's side to the provocative and full look at him, with a clear declaration of war to him, there is a kind of you come with me.

This kind of naked provocation, Ropon will not refuse, in this college can hold him to death, a lot of masters, there is no limelight at all, and now can finally teach the weak to find self-confidence, Ropon is too happy.

Jiang Hao went to a very remote forest, which is the place where he had cultivated in the past few days, and no one had ever come.Roperm followed.

"Jian Hao, Jiang Hao, three years, your temper can not be smoothed at all, since you come to the door to provoke to die, young master I will fulfill you."Luo Pang's blue-purple martial arts uniform was placed on his elbow with two silver rings, second-order martial arts level.

"You said this a few days ago, Hu Wei also said, but he put down the big words failed to achieve, I gave it away, I do not know whether your fate will be the same as that idiot."Jiang Hao put his hands in his pants pocket and said casually.

“Hudley?Well, Jiang Hao, I think your temper has not diminished, and the technology of bragging is much higher, and you can talk less here."Luo Pang spoke, and he stepped across his feet and kicked into Jiang Hao’s chest.

Just when Ropon thought that he could kill himself, his ankle was buckled by a pair of hands, and then he turned around, and the sharp impact behind Luo Pang's face was distorted.

Ropon was thrown into a large, stout tree, and the violent impact, the Ropon rebounded back to the ground, snapping, and the whole man fell straight from mid-air on the ground.

"Come with me, I still have something to do, and I can't waste my time."Jiang Hao's words instantly blew up the gunpowder barrel, and more than a dozen teenagers who had just arrived at the second-order Wuji came up.

Although there were some troubles, Jiang Hao did not have any trouble, a few punches and flew a person, and then fell down one person, turning around and kicking the attacker behind the fly.

A meal of kung fu, the whole forest howled, lying on the ground with arms or legs rolling.

Jiang Hao's hands were still lazy into his trousers pocket, and he walked around a few leisurely among the people who fell to the ground.

The last foot stepped on Ropon's body: "Waste?The title of the waste is for you.At last, Jiang Hao's thud kicked Luo Pang away from the block, and slowly left the forest.

At night, Jiang Hao immersed in the cultivation of the practice, the cultivation of the spirit has entered the middle of the first level, Jiang Hao more and more can feel the wonderfulness of this practice, now Jiang Hao more and more feel his senses become more and more sensitive, for some less imperceptible actions, Jiang Hao can now also capture.

The next day, when he woke up from his cultivation, the light of Jiang Hao's eyes gradually fainted in the ink, and then went up, except for the extremely clear spirit of the eyes, there was no more special.

The final round brought everyone's excitement to the extreme.

At this time, a group of people in Luo Pang did not dare to say, and the unlucky was extremely high.Now almost everyone in the academy knows that Jiang Hao, the unlucky guy without Wuke, does not make it clear that he has been so miserable by a man without Wuji?So they can only get hurt in their own homes and dare not raise their heads again.

The gas waves that burst on the court can even feel outside the game, the yellow-level advanced martial arts "tiger whistle" and "dragon palm" showdown, the fist is connected, and the extremely hard rigid rock board at the feet of the players has stepped on a crack.The power is great, as you can see.

In the next game, three basal martial arts appeared, but the afternoon championship competition, the first place still landed firmly on the head of the head of the day.

A basal intermediate martial arts and a basal low-level boxing set were awarded to Rorytian as prizes.

However, Jiang Hao saw the figure of the high moon under the proud sky, and the face of the high moon with excitement and pride, he took the arms of Loo's heaven, and said something with a smile.

He saw this scene and laughed, and he felt right.The high moon has chosen to leave, the high moon that has not laughed at him since childhood, and encouraged him to have disappeared long ago, and now the high moon has really grown up and is more realistic.Jiang Hao has long felt this, but has been unwilling to believe, after all, his sincere love, that purest love, has now been destroyed by the harsh reality.

"Well, well, you don't ask for your choice."Jiang Hao had bitterness in his heart, but there was no pain and no pain, and he had realized that this would be the end.

“Oh, yeah?By the moon, that person is Jiang Hao, right?I heard that it is a waste material without Wuji, and your eyes are not very good, and a beautiful beauty like you, you must be attached to me.He said, Lori touched the chin of the high moon.

"That was a long time ago, and I like you now."The eyes of the moon are glamorous.

"Oh, don't compare me to that waste, I'm dirty."I heard that he was the son of a blacksmith, and that his parents probably had no bunker, but they were all dirty pars with dirty blood."