"Ah~~!"

Haruka sighed so painfully that she burst into tears on the spot, and the small "gurgling" sound seemed to be a broken bone!

"The fourth game of the Ya No. 81 ring, Bi Hongxuan, win!"

The referee's cold voice sounded, Bi Hong sneered proudly, retracted the foot that stepped on Yao Si's knee, took the new brand and jumped off the ring and walked away, Yao Si was completely paralyzed in the ring, his misty eyes were scattered, empty and confused. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Losing in the second game, I didn't even have the qualifications to get the fourth-order life soul!

How can you lose? How can it be so easy to ...... Tiger Fist is the most powerful martial art in the village!

The young referee glanced at Yao and sighed, and calmly ordered one of the students in the audience wearing a hospital uniform: "Take him down for treatment." In the fifth game of the Ya No. 81 ring, Gong Eji and Bu Donger came to the stage......"

The referee's voice gradually faded away, the lively crowd around looked illusory, the noisy sound was ethereal, limping and limping didn't know where he went, the injury at the knee didn't seem to be as painful as he imagined, and finally even when the person who was holding Yao sighed left, and who bandaged the wound, Yao Si didn't know.

"Hi, hi, how are you?" A fat hand dangled in front of Haruka's eyes.

Yao sighed slightly, and looked at the source of the voice, it was the cunning big fat man, who defeated a tall man at the time of platform seventy-nine.

But the big fat man in front of him didn't know who beat him to have a blue nose and swollen eyes, so he was not miserable, but he didn't know how he was, why did he still have some joy on his face?

"What's wrong with you, lost?"

Haruka asked with a blank sigh, remembering that his powerful bull fist was very powerful, but how could he lose so quickly.

The big fat man grinned carefully, so as not to affect the wound on his face, and said proudly: "Hehe, I won two soul fighting matches, according to the probability, but I can get the fourth-order life soul!" ”

"Huh?" Yao sighed and couldn't help but be stunned, the fourth-order life soul, compared with the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth order life souls, is still a very low-level life soul, what is there to be happy about?

"Like us, who live in the slums, the martial arts used are all low-level martial arts, and it's already very lucky to be able to win two fights in a Contra match, at least it's not the lowest-level third-order life soul, right? Most of the freshmen of our class have only a third-order soul...... Hey, hey, where are you going? In your state, be careful not to fall down when crossing the iron bridge! ”

Yao sighed and glanced at the ninth-order soldier soul "Tiekai Wraith Soul" on the central stage with a complicated look, and limped away from the lively and noisy central square and walked onto the iron cable flying bridge.

The iron cable flying bridge is even more unreliable than imagined, the arm thick, four side by side on the dark and deep iron cable, is a more than one meter wide, corroded by the rain and snow potholes of the plank, stepping on these fragile wooden boards, you can even hear the "creaking" unsafe sound, the only thing to be thankful for is that on both sides of the iron cable flying bridge, there is an iron cable that can be used as a handrail, otherwise, even the soul master is difficult to cross.

Standing in the middle of the cable flybridge, blowing the oncoming wind in mid-air, rippling back and forth with the cable flybridge, I only felt full of confusion.

Three years ago, I was tested to have the potential to become a soul master, and after hunting with my father every day, I practiced martial arts diligently, thinking that my efforts would be able to show my skills today, and make myself a powerful soul master, but I didn't expect that my dream would be shattered so easily...... Moreover, the world seems to be a little different from what I imagined.

Children in the slums, do they have to keep their duty?

The children in the slums should get a low-level life soul?

Should the children of the slums be despised and despised if they are despicable?

It turns out that the "Contra Competition" is fake, and it does seem to be fair competition, but, heh, in fact, it's just the personal stage show of those princes and nobles, and we're just group performances from the barren mountains and mountains, and it's just a foil.

The mountain breeze blew Yao Si's dark hair, revealing Yao Si's childish and delicate face, a trace of extremely fine rain began to fall at some point, Yao Si walked back step by step with a low mood, at that moment Yao Si even wanted to leave the Imperial Academy, leave the city, and return to Lulin Village, and yesterday, Yao Si and his father had just settled in the slums of the city.

Yao sighed and finally returned to the 308 dormitory, on the No. 1 bed of the 308 dormitory, there was still the young man wearing a light blue simple and smooth shirt, his white face was as cold as a knife, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp arrow, staring at the bed board motionless, as if he had not participated in the Contra competition.

Haruka sighed that she no longer wanted to understand these strange people, so she climbed into the bed and rummaged through her luggage, took out a few pieces of cured animal meat, and ate them.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Yao sighed and was stunned, someone knocked on the door?

"Knock knock."

"Who?" Yao Si gently jumped off the bed and opened the dormitory door, it was the handsome and soft young man, who looked like a pampered child of some family, and now slept in the No. 3 bed under the bed of Yao Si.

How did he get back?

After the door opened, Xie Shenfeng sighed expressionlessly, and lay straight on his bed, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Yao sighed and was stunned, silent, and then gently closed the door, and was about to climb into his bed, when Xie Shenfeng suddenly opened his eyes and said expressionlessly: "You stepped on my mattress." ”

Yao sighed and was stunned, so he had to ask, "Otherwise, how can I climb up?" ”

Xie Shenfeng said: "That's your business!" ”

"Heh," Yao sighed and couldn't help but feel a little angry, and organized his language and said: "I let you, not because I'm afraid of you, but because we live under the same roof, and we don't look up and look down, don't ......."

"You've stepped on my mattress!" Xie Shenfeng's tone suddenly became cold, and he interrupted Yao's words stiffly.

"I stepped on it, I stepped on it! What do you think? Haruka sighed and suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth.

Xie Shenfeng sighed at the injury on his knee, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth: "Haven't you been taught enough?" Country brute? ”

"What did you say!" Haruka sighed angrily.

"I'm talking about you, country barbarian!"

"Fuck you bastard!" Yao sighed and roared, and suddenly the tiger-shaped fist "Tiger Tiger Shengwei" punched towards Xie Shenfeng's face, if this punch hit, he had to break the bridge of his nose!

Xie Shenfeng sneered disdainfully, and slapped it out with a palm, the palm seemed to have a suction, firmly grasping Yao Si's fist, and then just twisted it in reverse, Yao Si's body suddenly twisted, screaming in pain, his arm seemed to be broken, and then he was kicked hard in the back, and he staggered and fell forward, hitting the door of the dormitory, and his head was bleeding for a while.

Bed No. 1, Yi Shen glanced at Yao and sighed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

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