Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Country House

Name: Wu Yong

Realm: Mortal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Martial Arts: Bajiquan (57%)

Evaluation: A second-rate player in the mundane world.

Duan Buqi stared at Wu Yong's information and swallowed his saliva: "It turns out that he is so strong." Immediately, Duan Buqi was puzzled again: "Since he is so strong, why does he have a fighting spirit for me?" ”

Everything is based on facts, Duan Buqi seemed to suddenly think of something, and said: "Show me the information of my character ability." ”

The projection box in front of me immediately and naturally scrolled down, and turned out the personal information that Duan did not give up.

Host: Segment does not give up

Realm: Mortal.

Martial arts: Tai Chi (7%), Xingyi (5%)

Exercise: Golden Dragon Lock Jade Pillar (11% of one pillar)

Evaluation: A third-rate top thug in the mundane world.

"It's because of the bonus of the Golden Dragon Lock Jade Pillar!" Duan Buqi looked at his new evaluation, and suddenly had a bottom in his heart: "It seems that I finally have the initial ability to walk in the mundane world." ”

"But that's not enough."

Duan Buqi thought that his target was the legendary Broken Void, and his heart was full of excitement, and it was difficult to calm his mood, Duan Buqi simply took advantage of the fact that he was in the consciousness space to try the power of Xingyi Fist.

Lighting up the Xingyi Fist, Duan Buqi couldn't wait to throw a punch, but no feelings about the Xingyi Fist poured into the brain, Duan Buqi stood in place in doubt, and asked a little eagerly: "System, can't you learn in the consciousness space?" "You must know that the most important thing for Duan Buqi when he knew the consciousness space was this time difference, and if he couldn't practice in this consciousness space, the role of this space would be reduced a lot.

"This is the consciousness space composed of the thoughts in the host's own mind, the martial arts that the host wants to practice just now belong to the physical martial arts, and cannot be practiced directly in the consciousness space, please open the virtual training room, and the physical body will enter the consciousness space together and then practice."

"Body, consciousness, I see." Duan Buqi nodded: "Then if I practice spiritual martial arts in the future, will I be able to practice in the consciousness space?" ”

"Yes."

Shatter said in detail: "At that time, the Tower of Babel will open a new territory for the host to practice. ”

"Tower of Babel." Duan Buqi glanced at the Tower of Babel, which still only had the base of four dragon pillars, and asked curiously, "What is the use of this Tower of Babel?" ”

"The Tower of Babel is a companion artifact of the host's qualifications, and will play an extremely important role after the host transcends the mortal realm, please explore the specific situation on your own."

"Companion fetishes."

When Duan Buqi heard this, he already had some thoughts in his heart, but now that he had the strength of a third-rate in the mortal world, it was too early to consider these, but the qualifications that Broken said suddenly aroused Duan Buqi's curiosity.

"You say I have the qualifications to achieve the Shattered Void, but is there anyone else who has such qualifications?"

"Of course." Broken said lightly: "There are thousands of people in the world, of course, the highest qualification will not be the only one, and the host's qualification can only help the host to reduce some bottlenecks, in addition, there are many first-level qualifications, which are not much different from the host, and no one can say what the future will achieve." ”

"It's not the only one." Duan Buqi nodded and smiled: "It's okay, it will be more interesting this way." ”

Just as Duan Buqi was looking forward to the future, a shattered alarm suddenly sounded in the consciousness space.

"Alert! Alert! A malicious sight outside the consciousness space has noticed the host, and now forcibly kicks the host's consciousness out. As soon as the words fell, Duan Buqi saw a flower in front of him, and the scene in front of him had already turned into a quiet classroom, and after a glance, Duan Buqi immediately knew where the malicious gaze came from.

On the podium not far away, an old professor stared at Duan Bu, who had not moved for a long time, and his eyes were constantly distracted, and he held back his anger and said lightly: "That classmate, please stand up." ”

Duan Buqi rolled his eyes, because of Shi Potian, there were no students around him, which caused his distraction to become particularly conspicuous and arrogant, not to mention that Duan Buqi already respected the old teachers who were lecturing on the stage, not to mention that this matter was his fault, he could only stand up obediently and watch the old professor signal that he could ask questions.

However, Duan Buqi's attitude was a provocation from Chi Guoguo in the eyes of the old professor, he snorted coldly and slapped the book in his hand on the podium: "This classmate, do you hate my class very much?" ”

"No." Duan Buqi hurriedly replied: "I like literature very much. As he spoke, he muttered in a low voice, "Although I'm also interested in science." ”

"Like it?" The old professor sneered: "I like you are still distracted in my class? ”

Duan Buqi bowed his head slightly: "I'm sorry, but I'm thinking about something very important." ”

"There's nothing more important in the classroom than learning!" The old professor roared angrily: "I remember that you are the student who only came to class yesterday, it's ridiculous, you have been absent from class for so long, and people like you who don't respect learning should be expelled!" ”

"I'm sorry ......"

Duan Buqi knew that this was not the time to explain to the old professor, so he could only apologize silently.

"Humph!"

The old professor was obviously really angry, he looked at the student in front of him with a face full of "I don't care" and a tone of "indifference", and said, "Say, what do you want to do?" ”

"I'm ......" Duan Buqi raised his head to look at the old professor, and was a little flustered for a while.

"So be it."

The arbitrary dismissal of students will also have an impact on his prestige, and the old professor waved the book in his hand and said, "You come up now to talk about the part of today's teaching, if you can't say it to my satisfaction, then you are ready to repeat the grade." ”

"Okay." At this point, there was no point in saying anything more, Duan Buqi whispered to Shi Potian, "What did he say?" ”

Shi Potian rolled his eyes, the person who only came to class yesterday didn't know where the professor talked about and what the result would be, it was completely predictable, but looking at Duan Buqi's serious expression, Shi Potian still helped point out the part that the professor said, and then shrugged his shoulders: "I can only help you get here, anyway, repeat the grade, and your identity is not bad." ”

Duan Buqi smiled faintly, took the book and walked to the podium, the old professor didn't think that Duan Buqi could say anything at all, snorted coldly, and sat down on the seat in the first row below, planning to give a good guide to this student who didn't know the height of the sky, and then give him a lesson in repeating the grade.

The old professor taught "History of Chinese Literature", and now he is only a freshman, and the old professor has only taught the pre-Qin prose part.

"Pre-Qin prose is divided into two categories, one is historical prose, the other is Zhuzi prose, because I personally like Zhuzi prose, so I will start with the most familiar "Analects" ......"