As soon as he landed, Tang Lang was dragged into the shadows by a pair of big hands, so frightened that he even took out the wine jar in his hand, and the person behind him bent sideways, and with a big hand, he caught the wine jar firmly, it was Ji Fengyu.

"Mentor, you're scaring me!" Tang Lang couldn't help complaining.

Ji Fengyu carefully observed the wine jar, and found that there was no damage before he put his mind at ease, and said angrily: "It's almost a pity that there is a jar of fine wine!"

Tang Lang still wanted to ask more, Minghai Restaurant was already noisy, and people kept coming to inquire about the situation, and the two of them saw that the situation was not good, and disappeared into the night with a smoke.

Returning to Ji Fengyu's residence safely, the two of them changed back to normal clothes, Tang Lang calmed down, and was scolded by the mentor: "Why are you so stupid!

Tang Lang looked innocent and thought, "Please, you're not training normally at all!"

Ji Fengyu was still puzzled, and continued to teach: "The body is not in the stream, the reaction is not good, and the courage is still poor, how can I be such a student as you, is my reputation going to be ruined in your hands?"

Tang Lang didn't dare to answer, and let the tutor babble and scold for almost half an hour, Ji Fengyu was discouraged, and waved his hand impatiently to let him leave quickly. Before Tang Lang closed the door, he heard the tutor say to himself: "Finally take this kid away, a jar of forgetful wine can cost twenty gold coins, and now it saves a lot, hehe......"

Tang Lang, who was still at the door, almost fell to the ground, forced not to think about the true purpose of the tutor's special training, and slowly walked back to the dormitory, lying on the bed, looking at the tutor's body recorded by the system. But after watching it for a long time, I can only superficially imitate the opponent's body and pace, and I don't know anything about the detailed power skills.

Tang Lang's heart moved, and he asked the system: "System, system, can you help me analyze this video in depth?"

"Of course, master, how do you analyze it?"

"Can you show all the muscles inside this person's body individually?"

"It's easy!"

The system immediately edited the sneaking video recorded before, Tang Lang looked at it, and directly squirted out a mouthful of old blood: "What the hell are you doing? You made an old man's body smooth to show me, and you want to disgust me!" It turned out that the system misunderstood Tang Lang's meaning, and directly turned the image of Ji Fengyu in the video into naked, with his weird steps, it was simply chilling.

Tang Lang explained for a long time, and finally let the system understand what he meant, and saw the image into pieces of flesh and bones for him to observe carefully, and finally figured out the mystery of the mentor's body method, and compared it with several martial arts he had mastered one by one, and gradually summarized the body method that was more suitable for him, and he didn't find that the night passed quietly......

In the following days, Tang Lang listened carefully in the classroom during the day, and received special training tasks from the tutor at night, most of which were some strange things, sometimes the fragrant meat stewed under the cauldron by the canteen aunt, sometimes the sachet under the pillow of the red aunt in Yicui Building, and sometimes the night pot of the soldiers guarding the city gate...... The difficulty gradually increased, and after half a month, more than ten copper bells were hung on the limbs and body, and they were almost broken several times.

Although he knew that he was being spoofed by his mentor, Tang Lang keenly noticed that his body had become lighter and lighter, and he usually walked almost silently, which scared Jiang Dali enough several times. There was even a time when he was hit from behind by a reckless student, and before his consciousness could react, his body had already involuntarily flashed to the side.

Since then, Tang Lang has paid more and more attention to Ji Fengyu's so-called special training, no matter how ridiculous the goal is, he will do everything possible to complete it, squeeze out every bit of his potential, and indulge in the rapid improvement of his strength.

Since Tang Lang was completely engaged in the special training, he didn't have time to go to Teng Yongjian to learn the formation, so he could only use the excuse that he was trying his best to memorize the two hundred and fifty-six basic formations before he was freed.

After the final test, Tang Lang's cultivation of spiritual power was a little lax, and with the beginning of the special training, he also re-used the spirit gathering array to compress the spiritual vortex, and the number also increased from two to five......

At noon on this day, as usual, Tang Lang, Jiang Dali and Zhao Feiyu had lunch together, and as soon as they sat down, Zhao Feiyu said mysteriously: "Do you know, there has been a mysterious underwear thief in the academy recently who haunts in the middle of the night, despicable, lustful, and shameless, specializing in stealing girls' underwear!"

Tang Lang was drinking the soup, and when he heard it, he squirted out the broth in his mouth for a long time, and coughed violently at the same time: "Ahem, cough, cough...... Who's talking nonsense about all this nonsense?"

"Tang Lang, I'm talking about the mysterious thief, why are you so excited?Does it have anything to do with you?" Zhao Feiyu stared at him suspiciously.

"Don't talk nonsense! How could I have anything to do with some big thief!" Tang Lang hurriedly denied it.

Jiang Dali said in a bit of a daze: "By the way, I have been up several times in the past few times and found that you are not in the dormitory!"

Zhao Feiyu jumped up from the table as if he had discovered an astonishing secret: "Okay, Tang Lang, it really has something to do with you!" According to the aunt of the canteen of the party, the big thief is not tall, and his figure is not strong, and his methods are extremely obscene, first stunned her, and then stole her close belly pocket, and even ...... it."

Tang Lang suddenly became annoyed and said angrily: "How can I be an underwear thief? Besides, what kind of goods is the canteen aunt, no matter how bad my taste is, I won't be so hungry for food!"

"Oh! I said that I missed my mouth, it turned out that I disliked the cafeteria aunt who was not good-looking! So, if it was beautiful, you would do it, right?" Zhao Feiyu intuitively felt that Tang Lang was wrong, and kept chasing after him, but he didn't notice that the voice was getting louder and louder, and the surrounding students cast surprised eyes.

Tang Lang hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Zhao Feiyu's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense!

Zhao Feiyu still refused to give up, he couldn't stop twisting his body in Tang Lang's arms, trying to struggle out, Tang Lang could only wrap his arms around the other party more and more, and finally he was really angry and put it flat on his lap, and slapped him twice on the buttocks, which immediately made Zhao Feiyu quiet, his face was red, and he lowered his head and was silent.

After a smoky lunch, until the three of them separated, Zhao Feiyu didn't say another word, just glared at Tang Lang with tears in his eyes, and hurriedly ran away. Tang Lang thought to himself: "I must make it clear to my mentor, now it has been rumored to be so unbearable, and if I continue to train like this, if I accidentally bump into someone one day, I will really be covered with mouth and can't tell ......."

Thinking about these messy things in his head, Tang Lang almost bumped into another student who was walking towards him, but fortunately, his body reacted in time again and passed by the person, but it also startled the person.

Thinking that Tang Lang would stop apologizing, he didn't want him to continue walking forward, but he didn't react at all, and the man suddenly scolded angrily: "Tang Lang, why are you so rude, you almost bumped into me just now, quickly apologize to me!"

Tang Lang was still thinking about how to persuade the tutor to change the content of the special training, but he didn't hear what the other party said, the man was even more angry, ran a few steps to catch up with him, pulled his sleeve, and continued to scold: "Tang Lang, you are too blind, you just rely on the name of Ji Fengyu's mentor, how can you be capable?"

Tang Lang suddenly heard someone mention the name of the tutor, and then he woke up from his contemplation: "Mentor, where is the mentor? This classmate, what are you holding me for, we don't seem to know each other!"

The man was even more furious: "Tang Lang, you ...... You are simply arrogant to the extreme, we have been in class together for two months, and you actually said that you don't know me, such a shame, I want to duel with you!"

At this time, it was the peak of the afternoon class, and the people on the road were full of students, and there were already onlookers watching the dispute between the two just now, and now when they heard that they were going to duel, they surrounded the two of them.

Tang Lang took a closer look and found that this person was indeed a classmate of his spell class, his name seemed to be Wan Bohong, but he sat alone in the corner every time he went to class, and other students had always regarded him as an outlier, so there was no deep impression between them.

Wan Bohong's eyes were red, and he jumped up and down like an angry fighting: "Tang Lang, you quickly agree to a duel! Otherwise, you will become a disgrace to the whole academy!"

Canglei Academy prohibits private fights between students, but as many as hundreds of students will inevitably have irresolvable contradictions between them, in order to avoid further intensification, a duel ring has been set up, allowing students to resolve conflicts by force, once someone challenges another person, they must fight, otherwise they will be regarded as cowards by the entire academy.

Tang Lang naturally knew the joints, and his face became stern, and he asked word by word: "You want to challenge me and duel in the ring?"

Wan Bohong rushed forward two steps, almost in front of Tang Lang's nose: "What, do you dare or not?"

Tang Lang's face became even colder, and he said lightly: "Just now I thought about the matter, and I failed to avoid you in time, it was my fault, and I apologize to you." It's a trivial matter, and you're sure you have to fight a duel?"

Wan Bohong realized that the dignity of the sorcerer had been violated by Tang Lang, and he had to use the victory of the duel to wash away his shame, and when he heard Tang Lang ask, he was even more aggressive: "There must be a duel!"

Tang Lang saw that there was no way back, and snorted coldly: "Why not, you have to bring humiliation on yourself, am I still afraid that you will not succeed!"

When the onlookers heard that both sides had agreed, they became even more excited, and they couldn't even take care of the class, and walked towards the martial arts ring behind the two.