Big brother, we have to get a website again, we have to practice martial arts, and we have to investigate those things, so what should we do about learning? As you know, high school is very intense, especially after the second year of high school, and homework is not usually tight. Wang Shengyu frowned slightly, with a sad face.

Yes, big brother, my parents spent money to let me come to No. 1 Middle School, just to let me study hard, when I went home to get the computer, I told them that I was going to use the computer to check information, and the online school was used to study. Zhang Guowen also showed a bitter gourd face.

There is nothing wrong with learning. Long Yunfeng smiled faintly, not angry.

But what are you studying for? Isn't it so that you can get ahead in the future? Do you think it's more meaningful to spend too much time learning things that are useless after the exam, or to do more things that can make you money and even become famous? “

The two men looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

I listen to my eldest brother, I will do whatever my eldest brother says, and I believe that my eldest brother will not harm me. Wang Shengyu's eyes rolled slightly, and his eyes immediately exuded a touch of perseverance and determination.

Me too, those things that are useless after the exam, I have always hated it, and spending too much time to study is simply a waste of youth and life! Zhang Guowen said hatefully, leaned over and picked up the glasses from the ground, struggled to bring them up, and straightened them.

Very good. Long Yunfeng nodded slightly, and the cold light in his deep eyes was even stronger.

Do a good job, I believe that we will not be just unknown little people for the rest of our lives, and in the near future, the world will definitely leave our legend. “

Good! ”

Syllable! Three powerful hands clapped together heavily, and in between, there was a man's determination, ambition, and vows.

On both sides of the road, many flowers and plants have shown their gloomy color in the cold wind.

And the plum blossoms are standing in the wind, with buds waiting to be released.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. A young man sighed silently, his fine eyebrows trembling slightly, and his eyes gradually revealed a touch of approval and admiration.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his delicate face was like a white crown, but his streamlined silhouette contained a kind of fortitude.

It was a kind of fortitude that was unique to a martial artist.

A designer brown leather jacket wrapped tightly around his slender frame, and a pair of black Nike sneakers on his feet glowed dazzlingly black in the sun.

The precious man's cigarette burned slowly in his hand, and a pair of eyes like jujube grains shone coldly, scanning the surroundings like radar.

What is contained in the gaze is a kind of pride that looks down on the common people and a strong self-confidence that flows from the bones.

A bulging backpack was firmly on his back, obviously containing a lot of things, and the weight was certainly not light.

However, his face was relaxed and relieved, his pace was unhurried, and he was relaxed, as if what was on his back was just a ball of air.

Han Datian's three brainless things were really unlucky this time, provoking cultivators, causing their souls to be destroyed, and they became completely vegetative. Thinking about it, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

It's really interesting when a cultivator came to No. 1 Middle School. “

This person is none other than Yin Shunhao, who has just participated in the youth martial arts competition held in the provincial capital and has just returned to Jishi from Changchun, the only "Hao Shao" in the "One Middle School and Four Youths" who did not have a conflict with Long Yunfeng.

When he was in school, the other "three youths" always led him, because he was good at kung fu and good at fighting, and the school, in some sense, was also a place to talk with his fists.

Although he is also from a wealthy family and is also a rich second generation who is envied and hated by students with ordinary backgrounds, Yin Shunhao's style of acting is completely different from the other three.

Because they are both children of rich families, and everyone's parents have intersections in business and various affairs, Yin Shunhao will get together with them from time to time, drink together, chat, and sing, and because of this, Yin Shunhao will be classified by his classmates in school as Han Datian's same kind of characters, collectively known as "one middle school and four young people".

In fact, those things like gathering crowds to make trouble, bullying weak classmates, coaxing female classmates to open rooms, and making other people's stomachs bigger were all done by Han Datian, and they had nothing to do with him Yin Shunhao.

He never did this kind of thing, let alone disdained to do it.

Despite this, he was still burdened by the notoriety of Han Datian's three people, whether it was a teacher or a classmate, except for a few who played well with him, they all regarded him as a kind of sinister like Han Datian.

However, he doesn't care about these, and he basically turns a blind eye to the eyes of ordinary people.

Because, he is a martial arts cultivator.

He only cultivated Gu Wu, not Dao Arts, and now, his Gu Wu cultivation had reached the peak realm of the late Wei Rank, and it was very difficult for Dao cultivators below the Possession Realm to hurt him, and if his soul was slightly weak, he would be dissipated by his powerful qi and blood.

It stands to reason that as a cultivator, there is no need or disdain to participate in any martial arts competitions held in the secular society, and the so-called martial arts such as sanda and taekwondo, which are popular in the secular world, are no different from children's play in the eyes of real cultivators.

He went to participate in the competition, which was what the Master meant, and the Master told him that he had to participate, and that he had to win the championship, and that it was not about the so-called glory in the world, because that championship medal was very important to him.

He didn't understand what was going on, and he didn't know that the so-called medal was a thing, but since it was his teacher who asked him to do it, he had no reason not to go.

Master, you won't harm him, he's always thought so.

Therefore, he went, and with his strong ancient martial arts cultivation, he passed the battle all the way, successfully won the championship and won the medal.

What is so special about this medal? He gently stroked a semicircular, golden object in his hand, and frowned slightly, as if he was a little interested.

Indeed, this so-called medal, except that the appearance is wrapped in a layer of pure gold, there is nothing special about it.

He Yin Shunhao is not a poor child who was born in a ravine and has never seen the world, but the son of the leading "Zhongming" communication company in Huaguo's communications industry.

And the so-called honor of the champion, he doesn't care even more, it's like an adult fighting with a group of children, it's normal to win, there's nothing to be proud of, if you lose, it's a shame to lose face to your grandmother's house.

Regardless of him, the mystery of this medal, I believe that sooner or later, Master and his old man will tell me. He smiled a little disappointedly and took the medal in his pocket again.

Mayor Han Zhengtao and Ah Fei's parents seem to have realized that the person who hurt their son is not an ordinary person. Thinking of this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful arc.

When he visited the three guys in the hospital just now, he had already sensed the ghost aura of the two people beside Han Zhengtao, and he was shocked to be sure that they were two Dao cultivators.

And beside She Yunhua, there were also three or four people with strong blood and spirits, and there was a ghost in their souls.

Those guys, while talking to She Yunhua, were smoking cigarettes full of Japanese cigarettes on their cigarette cases, and at the same time they were eating sushi non-stop.

It's not an imitation of a Chinese chef, it's a serious Dongying sushi.

When he was still in elementary school, his father went to Tokyo, the capital of Toying, to talk about business because of business, and perhaps he took him along the way because he wanted him to see the outside world.

At that time, he ate authentic Toei sushi.

Therefore, he can see at a glance which sushi is imitation and which sushi is a serious Dongying product.

The ghost aura of those guys seems to be a little different from the cultivators around Han Zhengtao, could it be Dongying's onmyoji, right? ”

His eyes lit up.

She Yunhua runs the largest Honda 4S store in Ji Province, and naturally has an inextricable relationship with Dongying's Honda Automobile Company, and the Honda family is an upper-class society in Dongying, whether it is in the political and business circles, the underworld and the white road, they all have extraordinary connections, and they are likely to know cultivators such as onmyoji and ninjas, and in the current society with rapid commercial development and money first, many cultivation sects will go to the world to cooperate with some wealthy consortiums because of money and reach a consensus of interests.

Therefore, it is not surprising that She Yunhua invited some onmyoji and ninjas through the relationship between Dongying Honda Honda Headquarters.

What are you thinking about doing so much, the most important thing at the moment is to go to the No. 1 Middle School to meet the cultivators who severely damaged the souls of Han Datian, She Mingfei and Yuan Mengke, forced the Soul Devouring Gang Big Brother Black Tiger to death, and caused the chaos of the underworld in Ji City. “

Yin Shunhao thought eagerly, and his eyes slowly exuded a fierce and murderous halo.

The wind, constantly passing through the ends of his hair, gradually ruffled a neat black hair.