Since Zhongli Tingzhou did not appear in the first two school ranking competitions, there were always some voices in the school saying that Sima Ye’s first place was not well-deserved. If Zhongli Tingzhou was still there, Sima Ye would always be the runner-up.

The first time Yu Mingyang heard such remarks, he started a fight with the person who said them and beat the other person half to death. He was later given a serious warning for this, but he did not regret it.

Sima Ye was not worried that Zhongli Tingzhou would really dare to do something to him. He would not dare to do it even if he was given ten times the courage. He was just afraid that if Zhongli Tingzhou came back, he would hear some rumors and fight with others again.

"We can't do the same thing as before. We can't control what others say because they have their mouths on their bodies. The last demerit is still in the file. If you record another demerit, you will be expelled from school. Do you understand?"

"I know. I'm not stupid." Yu Mingyang didn't want to be expelled from school. He thought to himself that if anyone dared to say bad things about Brother Ye in front of him again, he would secretly find someone to put a sack on them and beat them.

The news that Zhongli Tingzhou returned home was like a bomb dropped on the Zhongli family.

Ever since he started going out on missions, the number of times he came back each year could be counted on ten fingers. His family missed him terribly, especially the younger ones who admired him, such as Zhongli, Yue, and Song Mingming. They ran over as soon as they heard the news and looked at the back of their uncle, whom they missed day and night, standing there like an immortal talking to their grandfather.

"My uncle is not only strong, but also more and more handsome." Song Mingming felt that as long as he could watch his uncle from afar every day, he would be satisfied.

"Nonsense." Zhongli Heyue looked at him coldly. That frosty look seemed to be the essence learned from Zhongli Tingzhou. This is the daily life of a fangirl.

Then the two of them stared side by side at their uncle (younger uncle), whose back was as straight as a pine tree and who looked so ethereal, with expressions as if they were obsessed with absorbing the light of the sun and the moon.

This was the scene that Zhongli Changze saw when he walked in. He would laugh every time he saw this scene. It was not just his imagination, but his two younger brothers and sisters truly worshipped their uncle like a god, but they were just too obsessed.

It was obvious that my uncle exuded a cold and unkind aura, but they actually took it as divine aura.

Zhongli Changze sighed and looked at his uncle who was talking to his grandfather.

She is tall and slender, with a phoenix-like figure that makes people admire her. She is as white as jade and unparalleled in the world. It is nothing more than this. In the past, he thought that these things only exist in books. After he grew up and met his uncle, he realized that the reality is more dreamy and unreal than what is in the books.

From his perspective, the only person who was speaking was Uncle Zhongli. The man in front of him, with a heart as hard as stone, only uttered one or two words from time to time, and nothing else.

Sometimes he would wonder how beautiful his grandmother, whom he had never met, must have been to give birth to such a handsome man like his uncle. Unfortunately, there had never been any photo of his grandmother in the house. Not even in his grandfather's room. In their home, anything related to his grandmother did not exist and they could not even talk about her.

In the evening, other members of the Zhongli family rushed back, and the family ate around the dining table, occasionally chatting, without any of the rules and regulations set by other large families.

To outsiders, the Zhongli family is an ancient and prestigious family in China, and the family rules must be very strict. But in fact, it is not. When the family is together, they get along more like an ordinary family.

After dinner, Zhongli Changze followed his father to the study.

"Dad, I heard that my uncle was not like this when he was young."

"Who told you that? Don't talk too much about your uncle's affairs." Zhongli He obviously didn't want to talk to his son about his brother's affairs. The majesty on his face was exactly the same as that of the head of the Zhongli family.

"I once heard my uncle talking to my grandfather." Zhongli Changze was very curious about what his uncle was like when he was a child and why he had the personality he has now. He had always thought that his uncle's personality had been like this since he was a child.

Zhong Lihe thought to himself that he didn't know how to be cautious when his father and elder brother talked about his younger brother. In this family, except for the elders who knew about it, all the younger generations were fans of his younger brother. "Just pretend you didn't hear about it, and don't say anything when you get out. Do you understand?"

Zhongli Changze knew he couldn't get anything out of him when he heard it, so he said dejectedly, "I know, Dad."

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After that night, Gao Han missed Zhongli Tingzhou even more. He still hadn't replied to his messages, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

The next morning, after teaching Class Nine for an hour, he went to the training room for a few hours. Unable to use his psychic energy, he could only work on his physical condition.

Although he had the consciousness of his previous life in this life, his body could not keep up. The original owner had been in the Tang family for a year, but instead of gaining weight, he became pale and skinny, like a malnourished country boy. If Gao Han had not come, it is unknown how long this kind of life would have lasted.

Physical training is also an issue that cannot be ignored in cultivation. Many spiritualists are accustomed to using magic weapons as a means of attack, thus neglecting themselves. How should they fight when they don't have magic weapons in their hands? What if the enemy they encounter is not afraid of magic weapon attacks, or relies mainly on speed, how should they dodge and fight?

Although Gao Han is an instrument master, he has never thought of relying entirely on magical instruments.

With this idea in mind, he also found several ancient books on body building in the Yayoi Ring and picked out the one that suited him. However, he was busy making money at that time and did not have much time for body building every day. This time, because of the bone powder incident, it might be a blessing in disguise. He could use this month to concentrate on body building and improve his body strength.

Gao Han recalled the contents of the ancient books. The first part of the body-building method was relatively simple and crude, which was to get injured. By constantly getting injured and beaten, the density of the body could be increased. For example, a more extravagant method was to buy talismans.

Buying talismans at school is cheaper than buying them outside, but according to the description in ancient books, the whole process will cost a lot of money.

Gao Han thought of the little money left in his account, so he immediately gave up this method and would do it again when he had money. In this way, only physical damage would be left, which was the lowest cost, because the training room provided by the school had exactly the items he needed.

After reviewing the memories in his mind, he put away all his thoughts, pushed open the door of a training room and walked in. He didn't realize that anyone noticed him.

"Siqin, isn't that Gao Han who humiliated you before?" Zhai Xiaoqian motioned Chen Siqin, who was sweating profusely after exercising, to look over.

Chen Siqin only saw a back figure, but she recognized him even if he turned into ashes. "How dare a scumbag from Class 9 come to this A-level training room?"

The tone and voice did not conceal the strong contempt and ridicule, as if the scum of Class 9 were not worthy of coming to such a place.

The school's training room is divided into five levels. Level A is the highest level of intensity and only students from classes one, two and three come here. Most of the students from the following classes cannot endure this level of intensity.

"Siqin," Zhai Xiaoqian suddenly called her name, with a strange look in her eyes, "I remember that some modes in the A-level training room are real-life competition modes. Although they are virtual, if I can teach him a lesson, I can also vent my anger, right?"

Chen Siqin hadn't thought of this, and suddenly it made sense. "But what if he doesn't choose the live game mode? Do I have to wait for him online?"

"This is easy. As long as he logs in, we can take the initiative to challenge him. Then we can provoke him and make him dare not refuse. If he is a man, he will accept it. If he doesn't dare to accept it, we will have something on him." Zhai Xiaoqian obviously thought a lot.

"Okay, but I don't have time to stay in there every day waiting for him to come online. You can help me watch it. Once he comes online, notify me immediately." Chen Siqin said as a matter of course.

Zhai Xiaoqian choked. She didn't have the time to do so. She was in Class 3 and didn't have as many resources as Chen Siqin in Class 1. But she didn't dare to refuse outright, so she smiled and agreed reluctantly.

However, since she accepted the task, she never waited for Gao Han online. He seemed to have no interest in online live competitions and had never logged in.

Because of this incident, not only did his training get delayed, but several days of his time were wasted. Zhai Xiaoqian was furious, but she could do nothing about it. She was curious about what he could do if he didn't go online.

How could Zhai Xiaoqian have imagined that what Gao Han needed was body building rather than boxing training.

The school has its own set of body-building training tools, but since there are not many body-building exercises circulating on the market, many of those gifted students cannot endure the physical pain. As a result, few people use the school's special training tools, which instead benefits Gao Han.

What Gao Han lacks the least is body-building exercises, and the school does not have many special training resources. If so many people were vying to use them, he would not be able to occupy a room all to himself.

The real attack landed on him, and his body became visibly red and swollen, with faint congestion. Since he could not use spiritual power, he could only use this clumsy method to strengthen his body for the past month.

In this way, every time he went in, he would come out with wounds all over his body. Under the cover of clothes, the wounds were concealed tightly, which made Zhai Xiaoqian, who had been secretly following him, very anxious. If he didn't come online, what was he doing in there!

Days passed like this, and soon it was the tenth day.

Gao Han walked out of the training room, exhaled a breath of hot air, and his bones crackled with every slight movement.

The hard work is not without reward. Although my body is still in pain and I am frowning, I can clearly feel the changes in my physical condition.

Gao Han looked down at the communicator. Many people had sent him messages during this period, including Gao's father and mother, Cai Xinghuo, Zhang Hao, etc., but not Zhongli Tingzhou.

I kept my finger on it, but ultimately didn’t send another message. Since he hadn’t replied to the previous few messages, he might not reply to the next ones either.

After reading the messages from other people, he learned that Gao's father and mother were practicing more and more smoothly, especially Gao's father. It was said that he could already draw lower-level talismans, and at least two out of ten could be successful. Gao's father also said that when his success rate was higher, he would send him a bunch of talismans. Then they just chatted about family matters.

There is no change on Cai Xinghuo's side. He is just playing in the regular season and has played more than a dozen games. He lost more in the beginning, but later on he won more and more. Since it was not a life-and-death match, Gao Han didn't pay much attention to it. He replied and told him to keep going. When he wins every game, he can consider the life-and-death match.

After closing the message window, he pulled out the content of Zhang Hao's message. Many classmates asked him how they repaired the magic weapon after helping him and the girl recommended by them. Knowing that they were students of the same grade and the price was not very expensive, they all asked Zhang Hao to recommend one.

After Gao Han replied to the message, he put away the communicator and went to find Master Jiang alone.

Just as he arrived at the door of Master Jiang's workplace, the communicator rang, a message from Zhongli Tingzhou.