On an autumn afternoon, Yang Xinhai sat in an empty classroom, silently reviewing the high school textbooks that had bid farewell to him for ten years. Outside the window, the breeze blows on your face, bringing the taste of autumn. Fallen leaves rise and fall in the corridors of the campus until they are far away.

With his current comprehension ability, in fact, it is easy to understand these things when he reads them, but for some reason, when he calms down and looks at these textbooks carefully, the content in them always gives him a different feeling.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have the urgency of his previous life at this time, and he can calmly experience the flavor of the book, or maybe it's because he has lived more in this life, so everything now seems even more unique in his eyes.

"Xin Hai, there seems to be an accident outside. At this moment, Jiang Yanli's words interrupted Yang Xinhai's train of thought.

Yang Xinhai raised his head and saw that at the door of the class, a group of students blocked the door of the class and seemed to be arguing about something.

Yang Xinhai frowned, and it took a minute to come to the door of the classroom.

"Sister Li, what's going on?" Yang Xinhai asked Wang Li, who was arguing with others.

When the students heard Yang Xinhai's voice, they immediately made way for a road that could be passed by one person.

"Yo, you're Yang Xinhai, right?" However, Wang Li hadn't spoken yet, and the first of the few people blocking the door of the class looked at Yang Xinhai with a scrutinizing face, "I heard that you won the battle against Teacher Mo Hui of our club?"

Yang Xinhai looked at the visitor quietly: "You continue, I'll watch." ”

"Huh?" The man was stunned by Yang Xinhai's words, and he couldn't react.

"What's the matter? I'm Yang Xinhai, and if someone has something to say, I'll say it. Yang Xinhai put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the man condescendingly—he was standing on the podium, indeed taller.

"I'm Nima, okay, you're a little bold. The man almost gritted his teeth, and as soon as the words fell, his body jumped up, and the whole person appeared in front of Yang Xinhai, his fist followed closely, and he hit Yang Xinhai in the face with a punch.

"Ahh

"Bang!" The man's right foot was tripped on the steps of the podium, and the whole person fell on the podium, but he heard the man's wail: "Ah~ Yang Xinhai, you dare to hit me, you go and tell my cousin." ”

Everyone looked at each other, isn't this funny?

However, the man didn't care so much, grabbed Yang Xinhai's feet, and quickly wiped the nosebleed on Yang Xinhai's shoes with his hands. The other side rubbed Yang Xinhai's pants with his face, and shouted in his mouth: "Yang Xinhai, if you dare to beat me, I will let you walk around today without eating." My cousin is the director of the Political and Educational Department, and you are dead. ”

Yang Xinhai: "???"

Everyone: "???"

"You're not here to touch porcelain, are you?" asked Yang Xinhai with some uncertainty.

The man looked up in surprise, with a look of how do you know?

Yang Xinhai put his hand on his forehead, and pointed to the camera in the upper right corner of the classroom with the other hand: "Then don't you know that the camera you are making here now can be taken clearly, right?"

The man was stunned, looked up, and saw that there was a camera above the crowd that was constantly flashing red.

"TM, how can you be in this position. The man scolded himself, and he didn't mean to get up at all.

At this moment, a few more people came over at the door, and the leader walked directly through everyone and came to Yang Xinhai.

Just as Yang Xinhai was waiting for him to ask what was wrong, he saw the man step on the back of the "porcelain touching" classmate, bowing down, grabbing the foot of the "porcelain touching" classmate and throwing it out directly.

"Ah, Feizi, you're sick. The "Touching Porcelain" classmate was caught by several classmates who came with him amid his screams.

"Are you Yang Xinhai?" The classmate who threw out the "porcelain" classmate squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Xinhai with a serious face.

That man was born with a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand, a pair of dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, as well as the thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips, all of which exude nobility and elegance, like a fairy tale out of the image of Prince Charming.

"Hmm. Yang Xinhai was a little inexplicable, why did these people always like such a sentence in their opening remarks.

"Oh?" the corners of the man's mouth rose, and the power of his origin suddenly pressed towards Yang Xinhai.

"Do you want a duel, or do you want to fight with your fists and feet? If it's the former, we can go to the playground, and if it's the latter, we'll not be accompanied!" Yang Xinhai frowned and said like this.

The students didn't feel anything, but he clearly sensed that at this moment, the air around him froze a little.

"Fist and foot fighting, do you mean that?" As soon as the man's voice fell, his body suddenly turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Yang Xinhai, and a fist rushed to his face, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Yang Xinhai's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't make any movement, just stared at the fist coldly, until it stopped in front of Yang Xinhai, and Yang Xinhai looked at the classmate in front of him from scratch.

The realm of a two-star duelist in Moyo, coupled with a physique comparable to that of a martial artist, is a very strong character.

"You're good!" the man said to himself, turning to leave.

"Be careful. Unexpectedly, at this time, Yang Xinhai suddenly reminded, and the man was stunned, but he couldn't reply in shock, but he didn't want to see a scene that was enough to remember for a lifetime.

I saw that Yang Xinhai's body suddenly shook in place, and one of the feet that was originally standing suddenly appeared on the side of the person's ear.

The man glanced at the slender foot, his expression did not fluctuate at all, but raised his head to stare at Yang Xinhai, and said without any emotion: "I am Li Yafei, the vice president of the dueling club, and that brain-dead person doesn't know if I told you." ”

Li Yafei paused, and a two-star peak duelist's aura emanated holographically.

Li Yafei stared at Yang Xinhai with his eyes, and slowly spit out the words: "You class 13 want to break away from the dueling club and learn to do it, in the afternoon, our dueling club will pick out five classmates to wait for you on the basketball court on the side of the comprehensive building." ”

"If you win, the Duel Club Society will no longer give Thirteen any tasks in the future, but if the school needs it, you will have to transfer the two classmates from your class. ”

"If you lose, pay ten people to the dueling club for study and training every month, and pay your own fees!" Li Yafei put away the coercion and dragged the "porcelain" classmate away.

When the two came to the football field, Li Yafei asked the classmate "Touching Porcelain": "How is it?

"I, Liu Xiaodong, naturally don't have many problems. The "Touching Porcelain" classmate changed his previous arrogance, and his face instantly became solemn.

"Look at your expression, you don't have the slightest 'no problem' look? Why, the other party is so strong. Li Yafei glanced at the classmate "Touching Porcelain" in surprise, this guy's name is Liu Xiaodong, he seems to be arrogant, brainless, and impulsive on weekdays, but in fact he is indeed a thoughtful and powerful perception of the reconnaissance duelist.

"Hmm. Liu Xiaodong nodded, and said with a bit of reminiscence: "Just now I suddenly attacked him a moment after I spoke, and the power of that punch is really not very good, but the speed is made by my condensation of the strength of my whole body, which is not weaker than a car that is moving at high speed." ”

"And yet he still easily dodged it?" Li Yafei pouted, if it was only to this extent, he could do it.

"No, you listen to me," Liu Xiaodong shook his head, his face was a little ugly, "At that moment, he hesitated, and I felt it—death!"

"What?" Li Yafei was a little stunned.

"You know that I have a strong sense of perception, whether it is the perception of danger, or the perception of the strength of the enemy. Liu Xiaodong said with certainty.

"What do you mean?" Li Yafei couldn't believe it.

"Well, I could feel that the person could do a lot of things in that moment, like kill me, and he did think that for a moment, but then he hesitated. ”

"Is this person so dangerous?" Li Yafei frowned.

Liu Xiaodong was silent for two seconds, shook his head, and said, "Do you know what his class is called?"

"Huh?" Li Yafei was a little inexplicable.

"Demon King!" Liu Xiaodong spit out two words, seeing Li Yafei's reaction, knowing that he was puzzled, he said: "I heard my cousin say that there was originally a classmate in their dormitory who was quite pretentious, but later transferred to another school. ”

He didn't know what the reason was, he only knew that that classmate had seen the great horror that day, and since then, Yang Xinhai has had the title of Demon King. ”

"And I think that person lives in a very pure darkness deep inside, but maybe he didn't even notice it. ”

"Hold the grass, why do you say it so mysteriously?" Li Yafei was a little creepy, and hurriedly changed the topic: "What about his realm? ”

"Well, when I hugged his thigh, I probably felt that that person's realm should be the same as yours at the peak of the two-star level. ”

"Tell me! Can you not be so embarrassed every time!" Speaking of this, Li Yafei became angry, and every time he fought the face of the dueling club, he lost his face to this guy.

"Do you think I want to? Isn't this for a more covert and accurate investigation?" Liu Xiaodong rolled his eyes, "Don't keep interrupting me, although that guy's realm is the same as yours, I have sensed a thicker source energy in his body." ”

"And, as I threw myself on the ground, I could vaguely feel the guy, using the source force to push the students around me back a bit. ”

"And it's quiet, and I don't feel like they feel like they're in a different position. ”

"This, you mean?" Li Yafei was a little incredulous.

"Hmm!" Liu Xiaodong nodded and said affirmatively: "It's the use of the Origin Monster's ability—he's most likely a card master." ”