Teng Taishan used his foot to pull Fan Wujiang, who was lying upright on the grass in the backyard, and Fan Wujiang pretended to be dead motionless.

"Hurry up, you know that you are pretending to be pitiful in grandpa. If you don't get up again, you will be scratched by the Beast. ”

"Master, you're so irresponsible. How can you teach students like this, I've been practicing for the past two days and I'm going to fall apart and smoke. ”

"It's not like it didn't fall apart. Grandpa said that you are a good material for martial arts, and you are.

Don't let you be in a hurry, not let you be lazy. The heart is not in a hurry, and the body cannot help but practice.

If you practice late, you will practice late. If you don't hurry up and lay a good foundation, you will become a great tool in the future?

Don't worry, you can't die. Martial arts and servants, if you don't practice to the limit, you can't open the divine aperture.

There are 24 wizards, and 8 are useful for martial artists. Each of these 8 tricks represents a promotion.

Get up. If you don't die, get up and eat. After eating, go to bed. Tomorrow morning, it continues. ”

Fan Wujiang opened his eyes and sat up, staring at the old man with a sneer. Suddenly I felt that the old man was a little strange.

In the past, he had a little headache and brain fever, and the old man was nervous. It's good now that I have officially started to practice, but I don't have the same treatment as before.

Is it possible that awakening is a dividing line? What to eat before the college entrance examination, what to eat after the college entrance examination. It used to be a treasure, but now it's grass. A truth?

Teng Taishan stretched out his hand and pulled Fan Wujiang up, the expression on his face was so serious that he felt even more strange.

"If you haven't woken up, I hope that you will be able to stand up with martial arts in the future and live a stable life.

When you wake up, I hope you can face up to your energy and protect the people you want to protect in the future.

No matter how hard I practice now, I don't complain. No matter how much sweat is shed, or even a lot of blood will be shed in the future.

If you want to kill exotic parasites, you have to know how powerful those things are. Make yourself strong before you know how strong your enemies are.

Practicing a body of copper skin and iron bones, coupled with the golden thunder peerless method, your dreams, your wishes, these are all within the question.

Also, you have to remember that you don't underestimate anyone. No matter how inconspicuous your opponent is, it can kill you.

If you die, you will regret that you didn't work hard enough and didn't be strong enough, and it's too late.

How difficult it is to become a wizard, grandpa told you before.

The path you choose for yourself will be solid step by step, and you will walk steadily!"

Fan Wujiang looked at the old man steadily, and he felt many complicated emotions in the old man's eyes. In addition to this, there is a force.

It belongs to the power of the powerhouse of the peak realm of the Martial Servant Dao, and it belongs to the power of the elder who wants to protect his own firm will.

In this world, no one can protect another person forever.

This is especially true in the world of witches.

The old man can protect him now, but what about the future?

When people get old, they will leave one day. Therefore, the best protection that can be given to him is this incomparably firm strength.

…………

In the following week, Qimeng never heard Fan Wujiang cry out tired, bitter again.

I don't know why, since the old man said those words, Fan Wujiang really calmed down.

He no longer has any distractions, and he is no longer in a hurry to get something. But just like the old man said, the heart is calm, and the body is not separated.

He spent more time practicing boxing and practicing every day, sleeping for 6 hours, taking a 2-hour nap in the middle of eating, and sweating the rest of the time.

Stripped of his distractions, he was more connected to his elemental powers, almost to the point where he could invoke witchcraft at his fingertips.

After the second and third minor witchcraft were successfully practiced, he cast the witchcraft many times, and less than 10% of the time he failed to let go.

And the reason why there is still a situation of emptying, most of the reason is the noisy Qi dream. From time to time, they floated around him, sneering and chattering endlessly.

As a noble lich clan, Qimeng is certainly not willing to be bound by this stunned boy.

But she couldn't unravel the spell that Maoqing Lao'er had set back then. If you can't get your mind right, you can only prank Fan Wujiang and get angry.

Actually, though, it doesn't change anything. But when she thought that this kid was once just a white ding, she felt more and more aggrieved and wanted to vomit.

Qimeng now understands what the experiment means, but she still doesn't understand why a white man with no wizard blood can transform wizard instincts. What made Qimeng feel even more incredible was the 7 series of source energy in his body.

After observing during this time, she still didn't find anything unusual about this kid.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to enter Fan Wujiang's consciousness to find out after he fell asleep.

That night, after making sure that the bad old man and the dead boy were asleep, Qimeng began to act.

As a lich over a hundred years old, Qimeng's most basic elemental sequence is the water system, but the highest cultivation is actually the shadow.

As one of the most unpopular elemental sequences, the most superficial role of shadow is to influence consciousness.

To put it simply, it can be understood as invading brain cells.

Through a means similar to neural connection, we can get what others are thinking. And with her current cultivation, she can modify, erase, and guide the thinking and consciousness of others.

Qimeng urged the witchcraft, turned into a wisp of black mist, and burrowed into the head of Fan Wujiang, who was sleeping soundly.

………

A few minutes later, the black mist swept out, condensed and formed, and landed in the room.

Qimeng squatted on the edge of Fan Wujiang's single bed, supporting her chin with her hands, looking dazed and puzzled.

Connecting to the most superficial thoughts, you can know what he is thinking, but the moment he enters his consciousness, Qimeng hits a solid barrier.

She tried a few times, and as soon as the shadow energy struck, it was all taken away by that strange layer of purple mist barrier.

There is no solution at all, and you can't hit it, shadow energy, water element energy, witchcraft, and ban-lifting spells, all of which are useless.

Qimeng was not convinced, quite unconvinced.

The heart said that Lao Tzu is also a master of the shadow series, and if you divide the ranks according to the wizard, it will be a proper yuan level. In today's world, there are only a few wizards who can beat her in this department.

was suffocated, Fan Wujiang in his sleep turned over and faced Qimeng who was squatting beside the bed.

He opened his eyes suddenly, Qimeng was startled, and subconsciously leaned back, and the person almost fell directly to the ground.

Fan Wujiang, who opened his eyes, didn't seem to see her, or rather, he didn't really wake up.

Immediately after, she heard Fan Wujiang open his mouth to say something. But I didn't understand it at all, and the strange pronunciation was somewhat similar to the ancient language of the Lich Clan.

Qimeng propped her hands on the floor behind her, maintaining this stiff position, and was so surprised that her whole body was stunned.

After saying that, Fan Wujiang closed his eyes and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

…………

In the next few days, when Fan Wujiang was practicing, Qimeng didn't make trouble, but often sat on a chair by the backyard wall, looking at him in a daze.

However, this kind of peaceful life did not last long.

Soon, Qimeng began to relapse into her old ways, and she may not be angry, and her cynicism at Fan Wujiang has been raised several notches.

The verbal attack obviously couldn't affect Fan Wujiang at all, so Qimeng, who couldn't get angry, chose a more brutal and rude way to beat him directly.

As long as you don't beat this dead boy to death, anyway, if you can abuse it, Qimeng's heart will be extremely comfortable.

In addition to eating, playing with bubbles, playing on the computer and watching soap operas every day, the happiest thing to do is to use Fan Wujiang as a sandbag.

The strange thing is that Teng Taishan only said a few verbal threats such as 'don't kill you', 'you won't survive if you are killed', and 'Lao Tzu can't spare you if you are seriously injured', but he did not use force to expel her.

And what made Qi Meng even more angry was that at the beginning, she could still beat Fan Wujiang to a blue nose and swollen face, but within a few days, she found that she couldn't bargain too much for her fists and feet.

She can't use witchcraft, and if she accidentally kills someone by mistake, she will be repulsed by spells.

…………

In the first two weeks of intensive practice, the members of the Counterattack Alliance were trained to take off several layers of skin, and one by one they had no mind or energy to come back to cram classes.

In the third week, the senior class sent out the test papers, and then someone became anxious.

The members of the special training team can take one day off a week, so the big guys discussed and reported to their respective mentors to rest on Saturday afternoon.

The sophomore and freshman seniors originally planned to rush without rest, but as soon as they heard that they were going to the Black School Pavilion on the eighteenth, they all took a break.

On Saturday afternoon, a group of people came to the Black Academy.

Teng Taishan heard that everyone was coming, so he drove out early in the morning to buy and got a desk of melons and fruits and refreshments

Although we haven't met in the past few days, we still have the effort to evacuate the water group. Fan Wujiang knew that everyone was coming a few days ago, so he made preparations in advance.

The afternoon class is mainly for the big exam of the third year of high school, and all the mock test papers are printed out and the answers are solved, and then the answers are explained one by one.

In this big exam, Luo Yi is the most stress-free, he is now in the top 20 in the whole grade, and his progress is rapid.

Qian Duoduo and Jiang Le are not big problems, Chen Yipin and Wu Wei's previous test results are okay, and there is no problem in barely passing the line in the big exam.

To say that the biggest crisis is Lao Pei's elm lump.

"Lao Pei, let's get a cheat sheet. Chen Yipin suggested.

"What kind of cheat sheet, you should have learned the [Transmission Spell], don't you just use this?" said Huangfu Sheng as he threw walnut kernels into his mouth.

Everyone looked at Huangfu Sheng with idiot eyes, and Pei Liusha said worriedly: "You really don't understand it or pretend, there is a [forbidden spell totem] in the examination room, and no spell can be used." If it's that simple, who will repeat a grade? ”

The more he said the words, the quieter he became, but Fan Wujiang understood, and the invigilation workload of the Wizard Academy exam was quite large.

Huangfu Sheng sighed, blinked and said, "Then I haven't taken the big test." ”

The Wizard Academy is from elementary school to high school, and it is all direct promotion. Only when you go to high school and go to university, there will be a strict big exam. This has only been the case in recent years, after all, the wizarding world didn't care much about cultural classes in the past.

"Don't think about cheating. I have studied the big exam questions for nearly 5 years before, and I have taken the time to get a set of test papers in the past two days. Lao Pei, I really can't do it, so I will memorize the question I guessed. Bet on your luck. ”

Fan Wujiang is sure of the question he guessed, and he should have at least five or six percent of the questions. Anyway, even if you start cramming tutoring now, it's too late, and everyone is in special training, and your energy is limited, so it's difficult to get results.

Pei Liusha nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, give it to me." ”

"I want it too. ”

"Plus one. ”

… The tail of the crane in the third class of high school, who is about to take the big exam, can't care about guessing whether they will succeed in the question, anyway, Xiaojiang is definitely a good thing, and they can't be wrong.

Fan Wujiang sent one to one of them and advised: "Time is tight and the task is heavy. Special training is a top priority, if you can balance it, if you can't do it, don't care about one or the other. ”

Luo Yi silently took a set of test papers and looked at them, everyone ate and drank, and began to brag.

This said that when he was in special training, he beat everyone into a pig's head, and that one said that he had been able to beat a few tricks with the middle-level third-grade seniors......