Chapter 13: Breaking the Wall, Reborn

in the interrogation room.

Yang Fan had nothing to do, and began to study the stat boost he got after killing the Teddy before.

Unlike the bone-penetrating beast that was killed in the simulation assessment of Xichu City, after killing Teddy this time, the system only gave a two-point increase in qi and blood strength, and there was no spiritual will at all. There is a hint that the spiritual will has been improved, and there is no specific improvement value.

It is a very common way of killing monsters to upgrade. The higher the level of monsters killed, the higher the experience, and the more powerful the attributes will be.

This system is really fun.

However, in addition to killing monsters, can this qi and blood strength be obtained through special martial arts training like those warriors in Xichu City?

Yang Fan calmly felt for a moment, just two points of increase in the strength of Qi and blood, the strength of his body has nearly doubled than usual, the blood is surging, and the whole body is full of inexhaustible power.

Yang Fan is very familiar with this kind of feeling, or he is very familiar with this kind of feeling.

This is the state of ordinary human beings, through their own polishing and cultivation, the first time they stimulated the qi and blood in their bodies.

Qi and blood is activated, even if the strength of Qi and blood is only a little, it also indicates that you have entered the first level of martial arts, successfully pushed the first barrier to become a martial artist, and can already use the spiritual power that is filled everywhere in the world to cultivate independently. .

In my memory, Yang Fan, the waste wood, successfully introduced spiritual power into his body when he was six years old, which in turn stimulated the strength of blood in his body and became a glorious first-class martial artist.

At that time, although he was only a child, his grip strength in one hand had reached 108 pounds, and he could jump up to two meters high with just a single jump. His physical fitness far surpassed that of most ordinary adult men.

Don't look at the first-level martial artist. In the eyes of many martial artists, it is garbage and the existence at the bottom, but for ordinary people who have no talent for cultivation and can't stimulate their own blood for life, the first-level martial artist is already a superhuman existence.

Therefore, there is another name for the first-level martial artist in the folk - the first-level faded.

Once the wall is broken, he will be reborn.

Yang Fan clenched his fist and felt the extraordinary power contained in it.

His qi and blood are activated, and his spiritual power is infused into his body. He can be considered a first-level warrior now. Although he is not strong, he can only deliver food when he encounters a first-level monster, but in a place in Rongcheng, he should have already It's a very arrogant existence.

"Since I have passed away from the mortal world and have opened up the barrier of qi and blood, I wonder if the breathing exercises in that world can be used for direct cultivation?"

Just do it when he thinks of it, Yang Fan's head has all the martial arts memories of Yang Fan, and when he thinks about it for a while, a practice called "Basic Breathing" appeared in his mind.

Not only that, the breathing rhythm of the exercises, and the walking routes of the meridians in the body when inspired by spiritual power, are all very familiar.

It's like an old driver who has been banned from driving for many years is going to take the driver's license test again. He is familiar with the road and can easily win even with his eyes closed.

"so easy!"

Yang Fan easily mobilized the qi and blood in his body, and it only took five minutes to complete a small Zhoutian cycle.

"You have learned the basic martial arts technique - "Basic Breathing", the flexibility of the meridians has been improved, the strength of qi and blood has been improved, and the basic martial arts +1."

The system prompts follow.

Yang Fan couldn't help frowning, "In a small Zhou Tian cycle, the strength of qi and blood has not even increased at all. Is this body of mine also useless?"

"No, maybe, it has something to do with the concentration of spiritual energy around." Yang Fan comforted himself in his heart: "Compared with the feeling of cultivating in Xichu City, the concentration of spiritual energy in Rongcheng is not even that of Xichu City. one-tenth of the city."

The same small weekly cycle,

Cultivating in a place where the concentration of spiritual power is one, and practicing in a place where the concentration of spiritual power is ten, will naturally have completely different effects.

Yang Fan naturally forgot his experience that he spent a day in the spiritual power pool, but only increased his qi and blood strength by three points, because for a waste wood with basically zero martial arts talent, the concentration of spiritual power Whether it's high or low, it doesn't really matter.

As for Yang Fan, he obviously didn't want to believe that he, like Yang Fan from Class 29, was a martial arts waste with extremely low martial arts talent.

Half an hour later, the enthusiastic landlord Zhu Caiwei wore a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her face, a casual black and white dress, a pair of silver-white high-heeled sandals, and a pair that was cuter and more stylish than Teddy. The poodle, walked leisurely to the working hall of the Qilihe police station.

A minute later, Yang Xixi, who got the news, came out of the back office and invited Zhu Caiwei and her poodle to the office area.

Ask Zhu Caiwei to sit by the side, Yang Xixi turned around and poured a glass of boiling water for her, and at the same time unconsciously glanced at the poodle lying at Zhu Caiwei's feet.

"Miss Zhu, I have already told you the specific situation on the phone. I invited you to come here this time, too..."

Zhu Caiwei raised her hand and interrupted Yang Xixi's words: "Don't say it anymore, I understand. Where is Yang Fan, where is he now?"

Yang Xixi said: "He is temporarily detained in the interrogation room, but don't worry, we did not conduct any criminal interrogation against him, we simply asked him some basic information, and asked Miss Zhu to be considerate. "

"Don't be nervous, I'm not the kind of unreasonable person."

Seeing that the policewoman in front of her seemed to be a little nervous, Zhu Caiwei said in a low voice, "I just want to see him, after all, he just came out of the hospital this morning, and the nurse who was taking care of him said that the alcohol on him may still be strong. It didn't completely dissipate."

Yang Xixi understood in seconds that this was to find a step for Yang Fan's extraordinary behavior.

In this way, it is possible to properly avoid the fact that Yang Fan is suffering from depression, and prevent Yang Fan from being more stimulated.

This Miss Zhu is not only beautiful, enthusiastic, but also very thoughtful.

Yang Xixi, who had the same thoughts, said cooperatively: "Miss Zhu is right, Mr. Yang Fan still has a very pungent smell of alcohol on his body until now, obviously, he probably didn't drink less last night, probably not yet. Completely sober."

"Miss Zhu, please come with me, and I'll take you to see Mr. Yang Fan."

Yang Xixi politely made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Caiwei, Zhu Caiwei stood up, slightly lifted the sunglasses on her face, revealing an unbelievably delicate baby face, and gave Yang Xixi a charming smile: " Thank you, Officer Yang! You are really considerate!"

Yang Xixi's breath was stagnant, her face was reddish, and she said excitedly, "Miss Zhu, you're welcome, this is what I should do."

Yang Xixi couldn't hold back her excitement: "Miss Zhu, it's my honor to be able to meet you today! At first I thought it was just the same name, but I didn't expect it to be you! My family loves you so much!"

"Shh!" Zhu Caiwei put a finger on her lips, "Don't preach, I don't want others to know I'm here."

Yang Xixi nodded vigorously.

After a moment.

With a "bang", the iron door of the interrogation room was opened, Yang Fan heard the sound, woke up from the practice of basic breathing, and looked up at the door.

"Xiao Yueyue? Why are you here?!"

The name Yang Fan blurted out made Zhu Caiwei's face stiff. Damn, how did this Yang Fan know her nickname? After graduating from kindergarten, no one dared to call her that.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan himself was stunned.

Satsuki? Who is Xiaoyueyue?

Why did I just call this woman Xiaoyueyue, I don't know her at all, okay? Where did that inexplicable familiarity come from?

Yang Xixi, who came in behind, was gossipy.

Satsuki? It's a nickname, right? It's called so intimately. Is there any story that the two of them have to tell?

It's a pity that the goddess in my mind was actually inserted into a pile of cow dung, which is so heartbreaking.

Zhu Caiwei raised her hand and took off the sunglasses on her face, staring at Yang Fan with a bad look: "This gentleman has identified the wrong person, you can see clearly, I am Zhu Caiwei, not Xiao Yueyue!"

As soon as his eyes went away, Zhu Caiwei's delicate face was completely revealed, and the familiar feeling in Yang Fan's mind became stronger and stronger.

brush!

A memory fragment of a young Zhu Huanan celebrating his sister's birthday suddenly popped out of Yang Fan's mind. The sister in the memory was impressively Zhu Caiwei's beautiful face.

"Miss Zhu, do you know someone named Zhu Huanan?"

Yang Fan's voice trembled a little, and he asked Zhu Caiwei such a sentence.

Zhu Caiwei was suddenly stunned, the gentle and supple disguise on her face was instantly removed, and she gritted her teeth: "Of course I know, that is my dearest second brother!"

"Say, did he tell you my nickname?! What is your relationship with him?!"

boom!

If Yang Fan was struck by lightning, his whole body froze there.

it is true!

The memory that suddenly popped up turned out to be true!

There really is Zhu Huanan in this world!

Yang Fan's back was a little cold, and his thoughts were in chaos.

If all of this is true, doesn't it mean that the world where the South China Grandmaster lives is actually the Earth! And the apocalypse where the monsters in the city of Western Chu are rampant, is actually a microcosm of the future earth?

How is this possible?

There is no memory of the earth and China in the memory of waste wood Yang Fan? If Xichu City is a certain city in China, how could Yang Fan, who is already in the third year of high school, not know at all?