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Chapter 87 Special training before the exam is miserable!

Mo Ruzhi glanced at Ding Jue, but there was no need to say anything, Ding Jue nodded slightly, turned around and went to the counter to go through the formalities.

Since Ding Ju was by his side, Mo Ruzhi didn't need to do many small things by himself.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhiyuan walked up to Mo Ruzhi, lowered his voice and said, "Zhizhi, who is this buddy?"

In order to prevent Mo Ruzhi from perfunctory him, Song Zhiyuan added, "Don't tell me you are friends."

Mo Ruzhi raised his eyebrows at him, "Guess."

Song Zhiyuan pursed his lips, "Not to mention falling down."

"This way please." The waiter of Qingfeng Martial Arts led the way.

The training room opened is the largest in Qingfeng Wuguan. In order to prevent it from being occupied by others when he comes later, Ding Jue directly reserved it for a week.

After entering the training room, Mo Ruzhi asked Zhang Chenxing, Song Zhiyuan, Ding Ju and Liu Zizhi to exercise by themselves.He taught Bai Yanyan first.

Although Bai Yanyan's foundation is weak, she has a good comprehension ability.Mo Ruzhi had taught the three of Zhang Chenxing before, so he had experience.One morning, I memorized the eighteen body exercises.

When Ding Ju was resting, he also looked at it curiously.

At the beginning, I didn't think much of it, but after watching it, Ding Ju was dumbfounded.

What Mo Ruzhi started to teach Bai Yanyan was already an adapted version.Not only that, Mo Ruzhi will make changes at any time according to Bai Yanyan's physical condition.Become more adaptable to Bai Yanyan's physical condition.

Four words "exclusive customization" appeared in Ding Zhu's mind!

Song Zhiyuan smiled after seeing his expression, "Brother Ding has seen it."

Hearing this, Ding Cuo took a deep breath, adored his face, "Sure enough, you are worthy of being the deputy city lord!"

"Vice-caste lord? What deputy-castle lord?" Song Zhiyuan scratched his ears, almost thinking he heard it wrong.

But when he asked again, Ding Ju's mouth was tightly closed, and he couldn't ask anything.

Song Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Chenxing on the left, and gave up directly, let alone this kid.Looking to the right, it was that Liu Zizhi, who was seeing him for the first time today, with confusion written on his face.

Well, if you have a chance to ask me directly in the future.

After lunch, Mo Ruzhi asked Ding Ju to send Bai Yanyan back, and told her to come here at this time tomorrow morning.

In the afternoon, Mo Ruzhi took two hours to help the three of them answer their questions.

Song Zhiyuan asked the most questions, Liu Zizhi asked fewer questions, and Zhang Chenxing asked the least.

But no matter which question Mo Ruzhi answered, the three listened very seriously.Even Ding Cuo came over to listen in, showing an expression of sudden realization from time to time.

Although the questions Mo Ruzhi answered were all warriors encountered before, some of them will also encounter after becoming warriors.

After listening to it, Ding Ju followed Mo Ruzhi's instructions, and the efficiency of the exercises increased by more than one level.

Not only that, after driving Zhang Chenxing and others to exercise, Mo Ruzhi set aside half an hour to explain to him.

Ding Cuo finally knew why the squadron leader showed such envious eyes when he was selected.

This is the master of artistic conception!Just showing something from between his fingers is enough for him to make a lot of money!

Ding Ju glanced at the three people who were practicing hard, and was also very envious.It would be great if he could meet the deputy city lord before breaking through the fine dust realm.

But soon he adjusted his mentality, if he hadn't broken through the dust, how could he be qualified to follow the deputy city lord.

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and the martial arts exam was about to kick off.

After practicing this day, Mo Ruzhi clapped his hands, waited for the eyes of several people to focus on him, and said: "The martial arts exam is coming up the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow is a day off. Take a good rest and try to get a good grade in the exam."

"Ah? That's great..." Song Zhiyuan made a "plop", and lay down on the ground with his limbs in big characters.

This week, he has been in dire straits.

He also finally understood why his good friend is so good, not only has good talent, but also practiced martial arts very hard.

Not only would it be better to work hard on his own, but by the way, let them experience the daily life of a martial arts madman.

In the past few days, a few people, oh, except for Bai Yanyan - she has been here for three days and told Ke to go home for practice and not to come - almost all of them eat, drink and scatter here.

Get up at five o'clock in the morning and start the first wave of cultivation.

Start breakfast at seven o'clock.

Breakfast is always replaced with exotic animal meat.

Continue to exercise in the morning.

At noon, it was also exotic animal meat.

After a two-hour break, there will be practical teaching in the afternoon.

The actual combat coach is usually Ding Cuo, and it was at this time that Song Zhiyuan and Liu Zizhi knew that Ding Cuo turned out to be a strong visceral refiner!

At this time, Ding Zu, who usually has a gentle face, instantly transformed into a cruel instructor, ravaging and whipping them all around without any dead ends.

Except for Zhang Chenxing who was able to resist more than a dozen times, Song Zhiyuan and Liu Zizhi were dealt with miserably from the beginning to the end.

Of course, Zhang Chenxing still has to accept his elder brother's "love" touch from time to time, so it's hard to say who is more miserable among the three.

But precisely because of this, the actual combat capabilities of the three of them have improved by leaps and bounds.Especially Zhang Chenxing, at the beginning he could only carry a dozen moves in the hands of Ding Cu, who suppressed the realm, but on the last day, he was able to fight back and forth.

It can be called rapid progress!

After dinner, the three continued to exercise.

Before going to bed, Mo Ruzhi called a few more people together to answer questions.

After that, a few people went to the bathroom that came with the training room to take a shower. After cleaning themselves, they spread the mattress in the corner on the floor and lay down to sleep.

At first Song Zhiyuan and Liu Zizhi thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but later he realized that they really thought too much.Within two seconds of lying on the mattress, the little snoring sounded.

"Okay, don't hold back, hurry up and go home." After Mo Ruzhi finished speaking, he stopped caring about them, packed his things and left the training ground.

Zhang Chenxing also silently packed his things and followed behind Mo Ruzhi.

"Hey, wait for me!" Song Zhiyuan scrambled up, picked up Liu Zizhi by the way, stuffed things into the bag, and chased him out.

Liu Zizhi went out with him.

Song Zhiyuan stood at the gate of Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, facing the sun, took a deep breath, feeling like he was alive again.

Seven days!I was locked in the training ground for seven days!

Song Zhiyuan felt so pitiful when he thought about it.

But if you ask him, if there is such an opportunity next time, do you want to participate?

Song Zhiyuan could only answer with one word "yes!".

Complaints are complaints, and the practice has to be practiced.

He is not stupid, how can he not know how rare this opportunity is.

The martial artist will personally answer his questions, and the strong viscera refiner will be his training partner!

Participate in death.

However, this does not prevent him from complaining about someone's inhumanity.

Mo Ruzhi Zhang Chenxing and Song Zhiyuan returned home, and Liu Zizhi returned to his temporary residence.

Of course Liu Zizhi wanted to go home with Zhang Chenxing, but without Mo Ruzhi's consent, he dared not come casually.

After returning home, Mo Jingyi took Zhang Chenxing's hand and complained about Mo Ruzhi.

"It's not that our family doesn't have a training room. If you insist on taking Chenxing outside, you won't let us visit."

She touched Zhang Chenxing's face, her face was full of affection, "Look at this face, it's almost getting thinner."

Zhang Chenxing originally wanted to explain, but he touched his leg that was still aching and closed his open mouth.

Mo Ruzhi: "..."

"Hehe." Zhang Yang covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Out of sight, Mo Ruzhi snorted coldly, got up with a straight face and went back to his room.

Back in the room, Mo Ruzhi let go of his pretended angry expression, smiled and shook his head.

The next day, early in the morning, Mo Ruzhi went to the living room while wiping his wet hair with a towel, and saw that breakfast was already set on the table.

Mo Ruzhi pulled out the chair and sat down, "Good morning, Mom and Dad..."

Looking at the food on the table, he was a little speechless.

Seeing this, Mo Jingyi eagerly pushed the plate in front of Mo Ruzhi, "Son, eat quickly, eat it all! It's a good omen!"

Mo Ruzhi looked at a deep-fried dough stick and two soft-boiled eggs on the plate in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Mo Jingyi urged: "Eat quickly, it won't taste good after a while."

Mo Ruzhi originally wanted to tell her that these were all feudal superstitions, which were useless at all, but the words lingered on his lips and swallowed back.

Alas, no matter what, this is also his mother's wish.It's better to eat it, so as to save her old man from nagging for a long time.

Just a little less.

Mo Ruzhi wiped off the fritters and eggs in a few mouthfuls, and his stomach was not filled at all, it was empty.

Zhang Yang got up and brought a pot of porridge and two drawers of buns.

"Come on, give it a try."

Mo Ruzhi took a sip of porridge, his eyes lit up, "Mmm! It's delicious!"

He took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and nodded happily, "Oh! It's delicious! It's so delicious!"

Seeing the sweetness of his food, Zhang Yang felt relieved, "This is the first time I've made porridge buns with exotic animal meat. Since the taste is good, you should eat more."

In his busy schedule, Mo Ruzhi gave him a thumbs up.

After Mo Ruzhi was full, Zhang Chenxing came late.

After he sat down, he said coldly, "Brother, Dad, Mom, good morning."

Mo Ruzhi put down his glass and looked at him, "Did you not sleep well yesterday?"

Zhang Chenxing turned his head to avoid his sight, "It's good..."

Mo Ruzhi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that's good."

He came out of the killing field at two o'clock in the morning and heard someone next door tossing and turning in bed.

Mo Ruzhi didn't expose him.

Alas, the child has grown up, his self-esteem has grown, and he knows how to save face.

When Mo Ruzhi was waiting for Zhang Chenxing, he heard the doorbell.

Mo Ruzhi went to open the door, and a big head came in, "Zhizhi, I haven't missed you for a day."

Mo Ruzhi pushed Song Zhiyuan's head aside, and said to Song Jie who was standing behind smiling at them, "Uncle Song, come in quickly."

Song Jie went to the restaurant and said with a smile: "I can smell the fragrance from outside the door."

Zhang Yang greeted warmly, "I'll serve you a bowl, you have a taste."

Song Jie didn't regard himself as an outsider either. After greeting Mo Jingyi, he sat next to Zhang Yang.

"Then I'm welcome."

Song Jie picked up the bowl and took a sip. Feeling that his lips and teeth were fragrant, he nodded repeatedly, "It's really good, it's really good. Brother Zhang, your craftsmanship is really amazing."

Zhang Yang sat down, "Brother Song, after the children's martial arts exams are over, you must bring your sister-in-law and Zhiyuan to my house, and I will show you off."

"I want it!" Song Jie nodded repeatedly.

After chatting for a while, Mo Ruzhi looked at the phone, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, Uncle Song, the car is here, so we'll leave first. Wait for our good news."

Zhang Yang, Mo Jingyi, and Song Jie stood at the door, watching the car go away.

Mo Jingyi leaned in Zhang Yang's arms, covered her chest with her hands, her eyes were full of worry, "I don't know what these two children will do in the exam, what if they don't pass the exam?"

Song Jie said with a smile: "Jingyi, don't worry, Zhizhi is already a warrior. It is said that Chenxing's blood value is much higher than that of Zhiyuan. Even Jingwu Mowu has to rush for it."

Mo Jingyi smiled wryly and said: "I know, but I'm just worried. In case, they didn't get the test admission ticket; in case the test admission ticket was lost on the road and couldn't find it; I'm stuck, I can't keep up with the exam; what if..."

Song Jie: "..."

Song Jie could tell that it was a bit of anxiety during pregnancy.

Song Jie comforted: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Besides, even if the accidents you imagined happen, the last two failed the college entrance examination. Zhizhi and Chenxing will definitely be able to enter Jingwu and Mowu."

"Really?" Not only Mo Jingyi, but even Zhang Yang looked at him suspiciously this time.

Song Jie nodded and smiled, "Of course it's true. I guarantee it as a warrior."

Of course it is true, if Mo Ruzhi's identity as the master of Sword Intent is publicized, those martial arts universities will go crazy, and the threshold of his family will be stepped down.

But looking at Mo Ruzhi's appearance, he didn't want to tell his family about his identity as the master of sword intent. Of course, Song Jie wouldn't go overboard and talk about it.

Zhang Yang suddenly realized: "Brother Song, you are a so-called super genius."

What is a super genius? Mo Ruzhi is now the deputy city lord of a city.

Song Jie thought so in his heart, and smiled on his face, neither denying nor affirming.

Zhang Yang and Mo Jingyi thought he had acquiesced.

Mo Jingyi was happy for a while, and then the worried people changed from two to one...