As Zhang Zhao expected, when he defeated Liao Guoyi, Zhao Yuntian's attitude towards himself changed greatly. Although I usually talk coldly, it is much better than the previous days.

Actually, Zhang Zhao is also very curious, why Zhao Yuntian is so close to him, not like Liao Guoyi at all.

But after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Zhao guessed the answer. Maybe this is the so-called doorman, right, Liao Guoyi was born in an ordinary family, although he is strong, but his family background is not good, and he doesn't know how to use his strength to make money, so he focuses on bullying his classmates.

But he is different, whether it is money or strength, he is beyond the reach of Liao Guoyi, not to mention, he is not as bad as him, maybe this is the main reason.

And the feeling that Zhao Yuntian gave herself was really not as bad as the rumors said, after a few days of getting along, Zhang Zhao relied on his keen intuition, he felt that Zhao Yuntian was at most a girl with a big lady's temper, not a femme fatale.

Could it be that there is some misunderstanding here?

But then I thought about it, I had seen the injuries on Du Yueting's body with my own eyes, and Dr. Tian and those cleaners had also witnessed it, but why, Zhao Yuntian didn't feel like what they said? Could it be because she was wrong?

"Class!"

Just as Zhang Zhao and Zhao Yuntian had just finished breakfast and cleaned up the garbage, the head teacher walked in.

After everyone was quiet, the head teacher picked up the chalk and wrote a huge "empty" word on the blackboard of the podium.

"Students, this time our class won the first place in the sports meeting for the first time, in order to celebrate, today's class, let everyone relax, we do not learn knowledge, but discuss. ”

As soon as they heard the head teacher say this, the whole class breathed a sigh of relief. It can be seen that everyone has reached a level of boredom and even fear of cultural classes.

The head teacher took two steps back, stretched out his hand and pointed to the blackboard, and said, "Students, can anyone tell me the meaning of this word." ”

The voice settled, and soon a very thin girl stood up, and she replied loudly: "Emptiness, nothingness, nothingness, meaninglessness, can refer to the sky, space. ”

After speaking, the head teacher smiled and said, "The answer is very correct, who has a better answer?"

Hearing her say this, everyone was stunned, because from the literal meaning, or the translation of the dictionary, this word is like this, representing nothingness, or referring to the sky, the meaning of space.

But looking at the head teacher's appearance, it is obvious that she has something in her words, not a translator.

Just when everyone was silent, Zhang Zhao stood up and walked to the podium under everyone's gaze.

He looked around at the classmates and said, "I personally have two opinions about emptiness. First, in our martial arts realm, emptiness is a realm, a supreme realm. To be without you, without me, without everything in the world, forget his body, and finally get his soul. I knew a very powerful swordsman before, and his swordsmanship was not the strongest I had ever seen, but it was the most handsome I had ever seen. He once told me that a true master does not need external objects, and is a sword in itself, but to do this, you have to forget yourself, your opponent, and everything in the world. This is the so-called state of emptiness. ”

What Zhang Zhao said was very mysterious, but everyone was listening very seriously, because these were ordinary people, who were both in awe and worship of all kinds of imagination in the martial arts world, and they all wanted to know more about the things in the martial arts world.

Subsequently, Zhang Zhao continued: "The so-called second point must be analyzed from the scientific level. Right now, the great enemy of the Golden Eagle Sect is ready to move, and he can attack our national treasure land at any time. On the north side of Cloud City, there are tens of thousands of demon clans eyeing our country. Beyond the East China Sea, there are even enemy troops from neighboring countries infiltrating in, ready to poke sharp daggers into the heart of our country at any time, wanting to kill them as soon as possible. If we can resist this war, then there is no question of emptiness or non-emptiness, but if we can't resist it, from now on, a hundred years from now, the whole world will no longer have the word Huaguo, our civilization, writing, and culture will come to naught, and even our children and grandchildren will regard us as enemies. By that time, the whole country of China will be empty. ”

When Zhang Zhao finished saying the meaning of these two levels, the whole class was silent, now the war is imminent, it is a well-known thing, the war did not spread to Wynn, it was their luck, and there are no too strong warriors here. But once the Central Plains is lost, then the Wynn war is inevitable.

If we don't unite, then just like Zhang Zhao said, a hundred years later, no one will remember the civilization of Huaguo. The previous national heroes will also be blackened and become sinners through the ages.

Zhang Zhao's words made the head teacher also feel very admired, thinking that this is also a martial artist, why Zhang Zhao is concerned about the national situation and the world's major events. But that Liao Guoyi used his skills to bully his classmates and ignore the teacher.

After an opening with the word "empty", the head teacher also chatted with everyone.

The whole morning class was spent in cheerful and chatter, and the atmosphere was also very good.

Since Zhang Zhao abused Liao Guoyi at the sports meeting, the whole school has become much more peaceful, and there will be no more bullying incidents, whether it is boys or girls.

After getting to know Zhang Zhao, Zhao Yuntian has also restrained a lot, not looking for trouble, nor pulling people to do any trial ceremony, the former first sister of the school has now become a very responsible school flower.

In this way, three days passed, and on the third night, Zhang Zhao had the nightmare from before.

He dreamed that he was sleeping in his bed, but there was a dark shadow in the room that was constantly shaking, and Chen Zhihong, who was in the same dormitory with him, became violent, with blood-red eyes, and he was holding a dagger to kill him.

Just as Zhang Zhao tried his best to dodge, the dagger stabbed directly into his heart.

With an exclamation of "Ah", Zhang Zhao woke up from his nightmare. He gasped for breath, terrified of the nightmare he had just had, sweat soaking his clothes and dripping down his sheets. Every hair on his body seemed to tremble, the nightmare just now was so real, although it was just a very ordinary dagger, but it could easily penetrate the skin and pierce the heart, this feeling was so real.

"Nightmares again?"

Chen Zhihong walked over from the side.