I am Han Fuzhi from the beginning of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 63 Entering the Martial Arts Class 2
"I'm back!" Han Fu walked in, shouting with a guilty conscience.

"Wash your hands and eat when you come in!" Father Han Feng said solemnly at the dinner table.

Han Fu went to the bathroom and washed his hands, thinking about how to explain the [-] Huaxia coins, or make up for it by himself in the future?

"Sit down and eat." Mother Li Xuelian quickly put an oval-shaped chicken leg into Han Fu's bowl.

"Why, why is it so rich today?" Han Fu was a little embarrassed, he was [-]% full from the steak restaurant just now.

Fortunately, I digested a little when I came back, otherwise I really couldn't eat it.

"Two hours ago, your homeroom teacher, Mr. Qiu, and the physical education teacher called me, saying that you have been admitted to the martial arts class, and you have reached the martial arts level."

Han Feng couldn't help but excitedly said, with a hint of doubt, after all, he doesn't know what virtue his son has?So he was afraid that it was fake, but he couldn't help being happy for Han Fu.

"Ah? Do you know?" Han Fu was stunned, feeling that the school teachers were unreliable, and they would report everything to the parents.

"Nonsense, how could we not know about such a big thing? As long as we enter the martial arts class, the head teacher will be the first to announce the good news to the parents." Han Ting rolled her eyes, feeling that Han Fu's IQ had been crushed by hers.

"Also, I have already paid back your registration fee to that physical education teacher for you, and you should exercise your body well!" Li Xuelian nodded and said.

Han Feng also took a sip of the chicken soup and pondered for a while: "If I knew you had the strength of a martial artist, we would have let you join the martial arts class even if we sold everything. If you need to buy any potions, just tell us."

"Han Fu, no, brother~, you are really a martial artist apprentice? Isn't that the academy where you can take at least two exams?" Han Ting looked at Han Fu with some doubts.

This sound made Han Fu goosebumps all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, Han Fu looked at Han Ting's suspicious eyes decisively and couldn't bear it!

He reached out and slapped the black martial arts card in his pocket on the table.

"It's still a lie. Who am you, brother, I'm just an apprentice martial artist. When I have money, it's more than enough to become a martial artist."

Han Fu said with disdain.

Han Ting was deeply shocked when she heard Han Fu's bragging about his skills. She took the martial arts card and touched it for a long time before saying: "Hmph, your tail is raised to the sky at every word. I will definitely become a martial arts apprentice when I get to high school."

"If you want to become a warrior apprentice without my guidance, don't even think about it."

"Okay, you two, stop arguing. Let your brother teach you after the college entrance examination. Let's have a good meal now."

Mother Li Xuelian flipped her hands and returned the martial arts card passed over to Han Fu.

Father Han Feng ate a few pieces of braised pork with all his might, ignoring the two of them, eating deliciously.

"Ah!? My braised pork!" Seeing the few braised pork, Han Ting quickly grabbed them.

Han Fu also picked up a piece, and felt the smell of meat coming out of his nostrils. When he bit into it, he felt that the meat was extremely tender and tasted very good.

Soon, Han Fu ate a big bowl of rice. Fortunately, he had eaten at the steakhouse before, otherwise the food would not be enough for him to fit between his teeth.

"I'm still short of money!" Han Fu understood that if he asked his family, he might get tens of thousands.

But tens of thousands of Huaxia coins are really extremely limited to his current strength improvement.

At this time, Han Fu's mind was full of thoughts of robbing the rich and helping the poor, and eating black people.

But in today's society, the rich are all warriors or warrior bodyguards.

Black eat black?Those who can be black in a dark place will not be inferior in strength. As for the gangsters on the side of the road, is it useful to grab a few cents from elementary school students?

Han Fu thought for a while and felt that he still only had the idea of ​​using martial arts class resources.

However, Han Fu was very happy to get the approval of his parents, especially his father, who took an extra ten red cards of Grandpa Mao from his wallet and gave them to Han Fu.

It adds up to a total of one thousand Huaxia coins, which is an astronomical figure in the eyes of Han Fu before.

You must know that his predecessor liked the three yuan a bowl of fried chaos outside the school the most, and he was reluctant to spend money to eat it.

"It's a pity that 1000 yuan won't do much!" Han Fu reluctantly added [-] Chinese coins to his financial resources.

Sure enough, as he expected, the physique column remained unchanged, obviously requiring more financial resources to grow.

secondary system
Host: Han Fu.

Financial strength: 1000
Constitution: 101
Spirit: (128) 150
"But my physique is 101. Why is it not two hundred and one catties per punch, but 220 and three catties per punch?"

Han Fu felt a little strange about the meaning of this physique.

He just felt that now his running speed had become faster, his strength had increased dramatically, and his physical strength was extremely sufficient throughout the day, as if his physique represented the collection of all elements that grow the body.

"Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, go to sleep."

Han Fu didn't bother to exercise. Recently, he felt more and more energetic, and he could even vaguely sense if there was anyone behind him.

And he found that sleeping can recover from mental trauma faster, so sleeping is a must.

But what Han Fu didn't know was that when he was sound asleep, Han Feng, Liu Xuelian and Han Ting lay at the door and listened for a long time.

"Strange, didn't hear anything? When did he practice martial arts?" Han Ting was full of doubts.

"Maybe I finally entered the martial arts class today, so I can relax, so I'm going to get a good night's sleep." Liu Xuelian guessed.

"No, how can you relax? Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, but you can't be careless." Han Feng frowned.

"Hey, don't quarrel with him. Besides, we have joined the martial arts class now. There is no need to practice martial arts at night. He can just practice during the day to rest his mind."

Liu Xuelian grabbed Han Feng who was about to knock on the door.

Han Feng touched the sparse beard on his face, and nodded: "Yes, anyway, I can get the second book, Han Ting, you have to study hard with your brother, you know?"

"Ah? I, don't I train every day?" Han Ting looked stunned. He practiced any kind of skills and exercises every day, and none of his classmates were better than her.

Although Han Ting exercises every day, she doesn't have the confidence to reach 100 catties in high school, more than [-] catties at most.

"Weird, how does Han Fu practice? Did he really tell his friend that he usually sleeps during the day and practices secretly at night? This is too insidious!" Han Ting's eyes showed a strange light.

……

May [-]th, Wednesday.

Since joining the martial arts class for the test yesterday, Han Fu has been preparing to pack up and move to the new class.

And Lu Chenggong came early to pack up his things and left. Even Huang Yuping's schoolbag was not in the class, and he had obviously gone to the martial arts class.

Li Chunying, who was at the same table as Huang Yuping in front, put down the English book she was reading when she heard the movement, and turned her head and said, "Hey, nerd, my deskmate and your deskmate have both gone to martial arts classes, and we will be alone from now on."

"what?"

Han Fu smiled awkwardly but politely. They were the only three in the class who went to the martial arts class, which meant that she was the only one who was alone.

Li Chunying glanced at the embarrassed Han Fu and said speechlessly: "The college entrance examination is coming, review quickly, otherwise you will not be able to pass the college entrance examination, and you will have to retake it."

"No, I'm leaving too."

"Where are you going? Is it possible that you also want to go to the martial arts class? Stop joking, study hard!"

"Yes! I also go to the martial arts class, and I have tested more than 200 kilograms of strength."

"You also learned to brag."

And not far from the two of them, a boy was speechless when he heard the conversation between Han Fu and Li Chunying not far away.

He also went to participate in the martial arts assessment, but unfortunately there was still a gap of more than ten catties.

Han Fu was a little helpless, he didn't expect that he still didn't believe the truth, so he hurriedly packed his things.

"Nerd, you won't be stimulated, are you serious!?" Li Chunying looked at Han Fu with strange eyes.

After all, it has been so long, Han Fu is such a timid person, and he can be seen being frightened and bullied by different people every week, so it is impossible for him to join the martial arts class.

Moreover, he knew that Han Fu's family was not particularly wealthy, and he had a younger sister to support, so how could he have money to practice martial arts.

(End of this chapter)