But there is one thing that the subjects of study have changed a lot.

Now all schools no longer memorize those old-fashioned language books, and the focus has become history, and the explanation of the insect tide has changed.

Not only that, ordinary schools also set up martial arts training classes, and the state approved a large number of pills, striving to achieve enlightenment and turn ordinary people into martial artists.

The purpose is obvious, to go to war.

No one wants to go, nine deaths.

But there is no way, someone has to go.

Someone dies, someone lives.

This is war. With the sacrifice of some people, in exchange for peace.

Coincidentally, Lin Bei is the one who wants to go to war and prove himself.

Came to the gate of the school, looked up at the wide square inside, and a stone sculpture of a scholar who applied what he had learned, and the white doves stopped there to play, this peaceful scene made Lin Bei temporarily put aside his troubles, he looked at the security room, and shouted: "Come out and open the door!"

It's past eight o'clock, and it's already time for class, and Lin Bei is late because he has just broken through a small realm.

He was always late, which was already commonplace.

An old man with a bent waist was full of reluctance, and pressed the automatic door for Lin Bei. In fact, according to the rules, this kind of student will be deducted points, once he reaches the bottom line, he will be forced to join the army, or fined, but Lin Bei is obviously special, in today's Zhaolin City, even the mayor's face is not as big as Zhenglin Group, and a small security guard does not dare to provoke.

After being released, Lin Bei strode to the classroom, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by two senior seniors.

Looking at them intently, they were all wearing black school uniforms, and the word 'Wu' embroidered with gold thread on their chests was fixed.

This means that the two seniors are students of the martial arts class, and soon, they will leave here to join the army, go to the battlefield, and kill the insect swarm.

Lin Bei has a lot of respect for these people.

The state has regulations that if you follow the process, you must be at least 18 years old to join the army, and the two in front of you are both high school juniors, and they will leave school in almost two months. At that time, they went to the battlefield, and no one knew if they would be able to come back.

Lin Beilang said: "Junior, I have seen two seniors. ”

The other side looked at each other, and the contempt in their eyes gradually disappeared. One of the inch-headed, thick-eyed urns said: "You are the young man of Zhenglin Group, Lin Bei." ”

"I heard that your father Lin Qixuan is a sword saint and a hero of our country, but you, why don't you join the martial arts class and take classes honestly?

"Not bad. The other person also nodded arrogantly: "Humen is a general, but what's the matter with you, do you want to be an entrepreneur honestly and stay in the rear to survive?"

After listening, Lin Bei shook his head.

These people have a low vision and don't know him at all.

Regarding Lin Bei himself, because of his outstanding talent, he was protected by the high-level of all parties in the martial arts world, and he didn't want him to show his face. If you are secretly assassinated by the High Zerg, it will be bad.

Therefore, only those who know Lin Bei's strength are those top martial artists, such as Pingyang Zhenren and Seven Swords Zhenren.

As for the two seniors in front of him, why they blocked his road, Lin Bei also understood three or four points. As the son of the 'Sword Master', if he is defeated, it will be a dazzling stroke in the resumes of these seniors and students.

There is another point that they said, the reason why Lin Bei didn't go to the martial arts class was indeed that the teacher of the transformation realm was too low.

In the Cave of Inquiry, there are frogs and old fishermen, and the great powers above Hinayana teach him. Even in Zhaolin City, Fengqing Sword Immortal also came to give guidance from time to time, the people Lin Bei came into contact with, the lowest was to build a foundation, and his own strength had also reached the transformation realm, how could he let a teacher in the same realm teach him?

Lin Bei coughed, clenched his fists and said, "The two seniors, please give way, I'm going to be late soon." ”

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, why do we need to go to class for people in the martial arts? Practice, train, fight, go into battle and kill the enemy! is our duty, those insidious schemes are the business of scholars. ”

The inch-headed senior smiled proudly, clasped his hands to his chest and said: "Instead of boring classes, let's have a discussion, so that everyone can see the 'son of the sword saint', is it in vain." ”

Lin Bei listened to it loudly.

He thinks he has a good temper, but he has a bad scale.

No one can compare him with his father Lin Nan.

Lin Bei feels that he is himself, why does he have to compare with his father?

Looking around, there is a toilet nearby, and a large number of martial arts students gather, smoking and farting here. At some point, they all gathered, their hands clasped to their chests, their faces gloating.

There are almost thirty people, all of them are tall and big, coupled with their fierce momentum, ordinary students are surrounded, and it is estimated that they are directly scared to pee.

But who is Lin Bei, how can he be afraid of a group of students. Although, he is only five years old this year.

Lin Bei did not hide his anger, he should be happy, he should be angry, he should be angry, straight to the point, Lin Bei rubbed his fists, and said with a cruel smile: "I understand what the two seniors mean, you have itchy skin, and you want to be thrown into the pit by me and eat those golden things." ”

The inch-headed man was stunned, and roared angrily: "Do you want to die, don't you, Lao Tzu is talking to you, you don't understand, you have to be beaten?"

Lin Bei shook his head: "Senior, this is wrong, I have a grandfather who once told me that in the martial arts world, there is no need for waste." Whoever is beaten and who is beaten deserves it, and his skills are not as good as others, so what are his complaints?"

"I'm Lin Bei, I'm here, no matter what happens today, even if you slap my face swollen, the people of Zhenglin Group will never trouble you!" Lin Bei said arrogantly.

Everyone around was surprised, and the lively expressions on their faces gradually turned into appreciation, and even applauded.

What they are most afraid of is undoubtedly the revenge of the Zhenglin Group.

Even if everyone blocked Lin Bei here, if Lin Bei said, 'I won't fight', they wouldn't dare to force it.

But he didn't expect that Lin Bei had such a martial spirit, a sentence who was beaten, who deserved it, directly poked the inch-headed man's heart, he looked at Lin Bei with some emotion, it seems that a confidant is rare, there is one in front of him.

"Okay, Lin Bei, just say this to you, even if you are defeated today, you are still glorious!" the inch-headed man laughed, he moved his muscles and bones, and his whole body made a loud noise.

"I can't hide it, my name is Liu Zhuang, I am the third-grade leader of the martial arts class, and I am also the strongest, next, you have to be careful. ”

The inch-headed man, or Liu Zhuang, posed in a weird praying mantis shape.

He has obtained the true inheritance of the martial arts class transformation teacher, and now he is a mantis boxing martial arts master.

Facing the menacing Liu Zhuang, Lin Bei threw his schoolbag aside, he put his hands in his pockets, and stood quietly in place, with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on. I'm afraid that once I make a move, you will lose directly. Lin Bei said.