"Withdraw, withdraw. ”

"Farewell, Rongcheng. ”

"I originally thought that Rongcheng was a comfortable nest, but it turned out to be purgatory. ”

"Blood Sword, I'll remember you. ”

On this night, I don't know how many murderers left Rongcheng. The wicked have their own evil grinding, and when they encounter an unreasonable but powerful member of the Dark Dragon, they can only flee in disgrace.

Rongcheng.

Scrapped.

There are even some murderers who secretly make a new rule: In the future, Rongcheng's order will not be accepted!

Can't pick it up.

It's all gone.

Especially under the spread of a group of people, the strength of the blood sword began to spread more and more evilly, and there was even faint news that the blood sword was a strong martial artist.

This is outrageous.

Maybe Zhao Qian never dreamed that Chen Zhuo would toss like this, and for a long time to come, the security in Rongcheng will be much better than before. Many murderers heard Rong Cheng's legs tremble.

After all, they know a few things:

First: Bloodsword is a sinister man.

Second: The blood sword is suspected of being a strong martial artist.

Third: The Blood Sword has no martial virtues.

Together, where do those murderers dare to come to Rongcheng to cause trouble.

And at the moment.

The initiator, Chen Zhuo, returned to the Dark Dragon Mansion.

Came to Zhao Qian's office.

Zhao Qian looked him up and down a few times, and then said with a smile: "It's really good, before you become a quasi-martial artist, you have the strength to kill a quasi-martial artist alone." If this matter spreads, it is unlikely that the Creation Organization and other murderers will trouble you again in the future, and they will probably all regard you as a flood beast. ”

Chen Zhuo touched his head and smiled.

This is exactly what he wants.

"It's the college entrance examination in a few days, and then you don't have to take on any more tasks, and go all out to prepare for the college entrance examination. The college entrance examination is the top priority. Although your current strength is not bad, looking at the whole of China, you are not at the top. Since the Ministry of Education lifted the ban on students taking pills, many descendants from wealthy families have begun to swallow precious pills. Therefore, in the past month or two, the strength of many senior high school students across the country has ushered in a huge improvement.

Your strength is growing, and so are others. Don't think that the students who swallow the pill are the weak ones who are weak in blood and qi. Those big families, as long as they have money, can buy the most precious equipment, hire the most powerful teachers, and let the descendants quickly digest and absorb them after swallowing the pills, and completely turn them into their own strength. As far as I know, it is estimated that there are hundreds of senior high school students in Huaxia who have reached the quasi-martial arts level, or even more...... Last year, that number was in the single digits. ”

Chen Zhuo nodded.

I think so.

Many people say that money is not everything.

But the more you get in touch with the society and the more experienced you are, you will find an indisputable cruel truth: money is everything!

Money can buy lives.

Money can buy happiness.

You think money is not everything, it's just that you don't have enough money.

However, he was still shocked by the number that Zhao Qian said.

Among the senior high school students in the country, there are hundreds of would-be martial artists?

Oh my God!

Zhao Qian said in a deep voice: "So, don't underestimate the college entrance examination." When I say that you may be qualified to be rated as a first-class genius, I don't mean how strong you are. It's just your special talent for absorbing pills. If you can't turn this talent into your own strength, then even if you are rated as a first-class genius this year, you will be brushed down next year. And the only thing you have to do is to get a good score in this college entrance examination, so that the people of the Ministry of Education can see your talent, and at the same time see your strength. ”

Chen Zhuo nodded seriously.

But soon, he asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, this college entrance examination, are there any martial artists among the junior high school students?"

Zhao Qian smiled: "I don't know, at least I haven't heard of it." Martial arts are not so easy to achieve. Ruan Liehuo has been trapped in the quasi-martial artist realm for many years and has not been able to become a martial artist, which is an example. Because a would-be martial artist wants to become a martial artist, the process is very cumbersome, dangerous, and complicated. Even if someone feels that they have the ability to break through to the martial arts, they will not break through easily before the college entrance examination. Therefore, even if there are martial artists among the senior high school students, it is estimated that there are only one or two at most. And nine times out of ten, they are the descendants of those high up in the grandmasters. ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Zhuo understood.

He spoke again: "Brother Zhao, then if I want to be rated as a first-class genius, how good do I need to achieve in the actual combat of the college entrance examination?"

Zhao Qian smiled: "It's very simple, as long as you can stay in the desperate area for more than 2 hours, you have a great chance." ”

"Desperate Zone?2 hours?"

Chen Zhuo was stunned, what do you mean?

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows: "You'll know when you get to the college entrance examination, haha." ”

......

......

Next, Chen Zhuo recuperated in the Dark Dragon Community for a few days.

fought with Ruan Liehuo, and he hung a lot of colors on his body. Although there were no serious injuries, basic cultivation was still necessary.

These days, the head teacher Cao Ming calls almost ten times a day, urging him to go back to school.

If he doesn't go back, it is estimated that King Cao Yan will tear his heart.

"One thing to say, King Cao Yan also said that he was very responsible. ”

Chen Zhuo smiled.

It wasn't until early in the morning of the fifth day before the college entrance examination that he saw that his injuries had almost recovered, so he dialed his mother Jiang Qin's phone.

"Mom, today I went to school to participate in the training before the college entrance examination. I'll be able to go home in the evening. ”

When Jiang Qin heard this, she burst into tears: "Zhuo'er, you are finally coming back." ”

This time, Chen Zhuo stayed outside for almost a month, the first time in 18 years that he had been away from home for so long. If it weren't for Chen Xiangran dragging Jiang Qin, it is estimated that Jiang Qin would have been unable to help but go to him.

It was the first time that her son had been away for so long, and only mothers knew this anxious feeling.

Chen Zhuo smiled: "Well, I can go home in the evening." ”

Having solved the troubles of the Creation Organization and the murderers, he was extremely relaxed at this moment.

Jiang Qin hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll go grocery shopping now, what do you want to eat? ”

"I want to drink chicken soup ......"

Chen Zhuo couldn't wait to go home for a long time, he hadn't drunk the old hen stewed by his mother for so long, and he really missed it so much.

Beside.

Chen Xiangran, who had been eavesdropping on the phone, muttered: "Son, can you change the dish? I've been drinking chicken soup for a month, and I'm a little tired." ”

Jiang Qin said angrily: "If you get cheap, you can sell it well, and go aside!"

Chen Zhuo suddenly realized.

He finally knew why his father's face was getting rounder day by day recently.

I finally hung up the phone.

Chen Zhuocai rummaged through the room and found a set of high school uniforms that he hadn't worn for a long time and put them on.

After thinking about it, he didn't take the twin swords.

After cleaning up for a while, he avoided the eyes of everyone outside and left the Dark Dragon Community. I swept a shared bicycle and rode towards the school.

"Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School, I'm back!"

Even though his mood is far beyond ordinary people now, he still can't suppress some excitement.

When he left school and came to Dark Dragon, in addition to his reflexes, speed and strength were not as good as ordinary people. And now, in less than two months, his strength has changed dramatically.

Even a quasi-martial artist like Ruan Liehuo died under his sword.

"In the days when I left school, I heard that Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School conducted strict practical training for senior high school students. Bring back to life what everyone has practiced. I don't know how much everyone's strength has improved?"

Chen Zhuo was pedaling his bicycle while his thoughts were flying.

"By the way, there is also Liu Hua's guy who sends me text messages every day to show off, saying that his strength has risen sharply now, and he is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past, and he can beat me with one hand. Well...... I'm going to see how strong he really is. ”