October 3, 618 A.D., 11 p.m.

It's been a day since the entrance exams ended, and today's Dream Soul School Palace had a peaceful day.

At night, everything is silent. After a rare autumn rain, the sky is clear again. A refreshing breeze blows from afar, and the moonlight shines through the gaps in the clouds.

By this time, most of the students had already returned to their dormitories to rest, but there was one teenager who still hadn't slept. In one room, the boy was naked, methodically smashing the stones in front of him that were constantly generated by the practice room, and the sound of the rocks breaking and the orderly counting sound were orderly.

This is the practice room of the Dream Soul Palace, which is built underground. The practice room is open to every student throughout the day, and there are different types of rooms from physical training to meta-skill training. Hitting rocks is a type of physical training, and each time a rock is smashed, a new rock is regenerated in the workshop.

“598。 ”

Breaking the last rock, the boy let out a long exhale, slowly retracted his open and closed fists, and picked up a towel from the bench next to him to wipe his soaked upper body. He frowned as he looked at the rubble all over the ground, clearly not satisfied with today's performance.

There was a knock on the door, and a delicate girl walked in, dangling in a crisp ponytail.

"Kiaoi. The boy smiled and said hello.

"What about practicing?" the girl took the wet towel from his hand and set it aside.

"Well, I'm used to it, it's uncomfortable not to practice before going to bed. If you can't cultivate Yuan Energy, it's good to exercise and exercise your body. The young man got dressed and sat down on the resting chair with Nozomi Xikui, "It's a pity that I have never been able to break through six hundred stones, and the physical strength of the fourth order is still not enough." ”

"Young master, are you still struggling?" asked Xi Kui.

"I said it earlier, don't call me that. The young man smiled bitterly, "Let's call me Geng Yan, I'm not a young master anymore." ”

"Don't. Xi Kui shook his head and said softly, "Xi Kui, Xiang Yang will always be Geng Yan's sword and armor, and you will always be my young master." ”

Geng Yan smiled bitterly again, and the corners of his eyes showed a flash of amazement. The girl in front of him is good at everything, but she is stubborn and stubborn in this matter.

Everyone has a dusty past, and most of them are not good.

"There are two things to say. Nozomi changed the subject.

"Huh?"

"First of all, Mr. Qianji asked me to tell you that don't spread the news about Yang Haohui's seven-color Yuan Neng. ”

"The old man seems to be going to do something again. Geng Yan nodded, "I understand." ”

"The second thing, Yang Haohui asked me to tell you, it was not his intention to scold you during the third exam, it was just a tactical need, he asked me to say sorry to you. Xi Kui thought about the wording, and suddenly "poof" amused, as if he was amused by Yang Haohui's solemn apology, "He said that you are not stupid. ”

Geng Yan's originally calm mood disappeared all of a sudden, how annoying he was hearing this name now, he pouted: "The apology is so annoying, it is worthy of him." ”

"You are the first in the entrance exam, how many people envy him, what are you angry with him?" said Xi Kui with a smile.

"Don't make fun of me. Geng Yan shook his wet hair and sighed, "I'm not the first, I didn't expect that I would be admitted as a loser in such a disgraced way." ”

Geng Yan took out the gold coin from his pocket, and the gold coin sparkled in the light, which was a proof of his strength. Before each battle, he would toss a coin into the sky, predicting victory or defeat with positive and negative results, as if some kind of fate guided him to win.

But today, the prophecy of the gold coin was broken for the first time, by a man who was far weaker than him.

Geng Yan stared at the gold coin between his fingers and was stunned, and after a moment he sighed softly: "Na, Xi Kui." Destiny, you say....... Actually, it can be changed, right?"

"I don't know if I can change it. Xi Kui took the gold coin from Geng Yan's hand, "I only know, if each of your opponents knows, Young Master, the front and back patterns of this gold coin are the same, their expressions must be very funny." ”

"Don't say it, I'm shameless. Geng Yan blushed a little, this was a little secret that only the two of them knew.

In fact, there is no 100% prediction of victory or defeat, Geng Yan has always relied on his incomparable strength along the way. But he will still take the trouble to throw out the gold coins before the battle, and then announce the fate of the opponent's defeat. It's not about pretending or showing off, this is just what Geng Yan dislikes and believes in him....... A little mockery of "fate".

"Alright. Xi Kui suddenly patted Geng Yan on the shoulder, "Let's go for supper." ”

"Huh?" Geng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, she knew Xi Kui, just as Xi Kui also knew him. His momentary amazement didn't escape Nozomi's eyes, the girl was amusing him in her own way.

"Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"You just said yesterday that I lost weight, of course I have to make up for it. Xi Kui stood up and pulled Geng Yan.

"Let's go, let's go......" Geng Yan got up helplessly.

......

Geng Yan's development aside, in another part of the Dream Soul Academy, another teenager was lying on the playground enjoying the long-lost leisure. He lay on the ground with Erlang's legs crossed, his hands pillowed behind his head, and the mint rolls left in his bag in his mouth, feeling the cool slightly bitter taste spread in his mouth. He quietly looked up at the clear starry sky, his brain empty.

Yang Haohui likes this feeling, and his biggest enjoyment is to lie on the lawn in the front yard of his home and watch the stars.

The real grass floor on the playground is particularly comfortable to lie on, with a velvet-like touch. The venue for the second test has been completely restored at this moment, and it is not at all littered with rubble like before. After staying in the Tianyuan Realm for a long time, Yang Haohui will gradually use the logic here, thinking that this big playground is likely to be the refinement of a powerful material-using earth element energy teacher, and the previous shattering should be controlled. It can be broken naturally and easily recovered, and it is really convenient to be able to control the elements directly with your mind. If you want to change to the original world, bulldozers and rollers are all on the road, and you can't complete such a big project in two or three days.

Thinking like this, Yang Haohui was a little nostalgic for the original world. He was a wilting kid there, with no money, no power, no friends, even his parents were lost, and he was accompanied only by an old house with expensive monthly water and electricity bills, and Boss Zhou's swearing words in the northeast.

Yang Haohui didn't feel miserable, and he wasn't ready to work hard, he just wanted to live a gangster life. But a girl who seemed to be destined arrived, she lived with herself, encouraged herself to confess, and kissed herself.

He came to the Tianyuan Realm and met many, many people of all kinds. This is the place where all the possibilities and fantasies of the original world have come true, and too many unbelievable and realistic fantasies have come into his life. Bacardi tells Yang Haohui that he is the owner of the Light Element Energy, the one destined to save the world. At this moment, he seemed to have a "sense of existence", he was no longer the sullen wilted child, he no longer had to run for the meager weekly food expenses, he became an indispensable figure in this world. Supposedly he should be happy, but really when those familiar things are far away from him....... He felt a little empty in his heart.

Is the silent boy who suffers from gains and losses himself, or is it himself who is now the person who is entrusted and trusted by others who holds the power of light and is here?

He didn't understand, he just felt tired.

This is the so-called "golden nest and silver nest are not as good as one's own kennel"? Who knows, didn't the other self say that he is the owner of the light element energy, but he can't even shine his own heart.

Yang Haohui pulled his right hand out of the back of his head and touched the crystal necklace on his chest, the familiar feeling of warmth made him feel slightly at ease.

It doesn't matter, find Mo Meng, find your parents, and go back. No matter how sad the autumn is, the ultimate goal is still the same.

He stretched out his right hand to the sky again, his fingers stretched, as if trying to grasp some star in the sky...... Of course, Yang Haohui would not have such a second thought, he was just looking at the fine scars on the back of his hands by the moonlight.

After the battle with Geng Yan, he was in a coma for a day. When he woke up, he saw several medical staff circling around him. He vaguely remembered a medical worker's vivid evaluation of his injuries: it seemed that dozens of pounds of firecrackers had exploded in his body.

More troubles poured into his mind, and he couldn't stop.

His right hand was extremely injured, his metacarpal bones were almost shattered into foam, and he could no longer exert his strength in a short period of time, which was the evil result of his "Shenxing" acceleration boxing against Geng Yan's golden flames. This is not a big deal, he can go to the infirmary of the Dream Soul Palace for treatment in stages, a comminuted fracture in the Tianyuan Realm is not an incurable injury, if he is not too lazy to work hard, the wooden pattern can help him heal quickly.

The trouble was that he exposed his light element energy, and he felt a little sorry for Bacardi. Obviously, the old neurotic repeatedly told him that he could only use the thunder mode, but he broke the agreement between the two under impulse. When he woke up, he hurriedly took out the silver conch that Bacardi had given him and wanted to apologize, but he couldn't get through.

Yang Haohui has always been an extremely calm person, and he went crazy once in a while, and the price was heavy.

In order to repay the guilt of pretending to trust Feng Haogeng, or is it to repay Han Shihao for their kindness in blocking the gun? Yang Haohui himself couldn't tell, he only felt that Guangyuan could break through his body and explode at that time, without going through his brain at all.

The evening breeze came slowly, bringing a wave of grass lawn. Yang Haohui thought about it for a long time and felt a little tired. A hint of sleepiness gradually came up, and his eyelids gradually slid down.

"Hey, Yang Haohui. Someone suddenly called him.

"Huh?" Yang Haohui squinted, his long pale blue hair and lop ear braids came into view, as well as a pair of smart pointed ears.

"It's time to eat, everyone is waiting for you. Lan Borou whispered.

"Oh, here we are. Yang Haohui got up, dusted off the grass clippings on his body, picked up his backpack and left the playground with Lan Borou.

It was still the luxurious building like the ancient castle, and that was the place where the five of them first met - the canteen of the Dream Soul Academy.

It's only been two days since the last time I came, but Yang Haohui actually feels a little nostalgic.

To be continued......