When I went to school the next day, Suzaku High School was much more lively. The reason why it became so lively was for nothing else, but for the battle between Chu Yi and Wan Zihao in Bretton Manor.

One is a young man, the captain of a first-class martial arts team with kung fu, and the other is an unpredictable hillbilly who has just transferred, either of these two people is enough to attract the attention of the whole school, let alone the contest between them?

In fact, as early as after Chu Yi defeated the girl in Tang costume, there was a faint saying among the Suzaku people:

This new transfer student is the number one master of Suzaku High School! As for Wan Zihao, he can only rank second at most.

Of course, this is intentional by the good deeds, but I have to admit that many students of Suzaku High School are already secretly looking forward to the contest between the two of them.

"Do you know, Wan Zihao of the school's martial arts team was defeated by that new transfer student."

"No, I saw the news that Wan Zihao won the karate national youth championship on the Donghai News a few days ago, who can beat him?"

"It's true! I heard that it's still a one-trick drop, it's too fucking awesome. ”

Fang Jiaqi is now walking on campus, full of style, and even he has the idea of accepting a younger brother.

Whenever you pass by the bustling crowd, there will be a lot of discussion all around.

"Look, he's Chu Yi's iron buddy, the only good friend!"

"With the support of Chu Yi, the number one master of Suzaku High School, his status will also rise with the tide."

"Who's to say it's not, following the right boss is the king."

Listening to these discussions, Fang Jiaqi was a little flustered for a while.

As soon as he ascended the stairs, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Damn, beauty!

Quickly rubbed her eyes, this girl seemed to be a little familiar.

Yes, the person in front of her was the girl in Tang costume who defeated Qin Shaoshuai that day.

Seeing him coming, the girl seemed to have discovered a new world.

Fang Jiaqi was about to have a good conversation, but heard the girl say:

"Hello, is Chu Yi here?"

Suddenly, Fang Jiaqi, who was originally high-spirited, immediately wilted.

"He's been to school for a long time."

"What's the matter, you're looking for him?"

Since Chu Yi defeated Qin Shaoshuai and Wan Zihao in a row, female students came to him almost every day, but they were all sent away by Fang Jiaqi.

The girl in Tang costume suddenly showed a disappointed expression, frowned and said:

"Forget it, it's nothing."

"Don't mind the beauty, I have a good relationship with him, he is an absolute iron buddy, as long as you open your mouth, I will definitely let him help you."

Fang Jiaqi's chest snapped.

"Really?"

The girl in Tang costume was a little skeptical. How do you look at Chu Yi, who looks like a master of the world, how can he have such a friend in the second middle school?

"Is that still fake? If you don't believe me, I'll call him now. ”

Fang Jiaqi said and took out her mobile phone and dialed it out, and the girl in Tang costume was suspicious.

Drip drip, drip drip, drip ......

"I'm hungry, I'm sorry, I can't get through."

"Forget it."

The girl in Tang costume pursed her lips, and she was completely speechless in her heart for this second-year boy.

In fact, it is no wonder that Fang Jiaqi, because at this time, Chu Yi was on the flight to Lhasa, Tibet, and his mobile phone was on airplane mode, so naturally he couldn't receive his call.

Chu Yi was sitting in the back row, closing his eyes and recuperating, when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. When he opened his eyes, a polite man smiled:

"Brother, can you change your seat?"

"How?"

"This is my sister."

He pointed to the girl next to Chu Yi.

When the girl heard this, she hurriedly denied it:

"Who is your sister, I don't know you."

But looking at her flustered face, anyone who understands can see that she has a relationship with this man.

Chu Yi shook his head:

"I'm sitting well in this seat, and I don't want to move for the time being."

The man in the suit didn't expect to be rejected, and sighed:

"That's not going to be tough."

At this moment, a strong man behind him waved his fist and said coldly:

"Stinky boy, don't eat and drink when you toast, dare to talk to my young master like this, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will beat you!"

"Whatever you want."

Chu Yi yawned and closed his eyes again.

"Grass, Lao Tzu will abolish you!"

The man was just about to make a move, but he was slapped coldly. was about to scold, and when he looked back, he saw that it was a beautiful flight attendant, staring at him angrily.

"Sir, please don't make loud noises in public places, as this will affect the rest of other passengers."

Rao is his five big and three thick, and he is helpless against this beautiful flight attendant, but he blushed a little shyly, and stammered:

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Chu Yi sighed, this guy is really the best.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep at all. As soon as he got on the plane, Chu Yi's divine sense had been completely opened.

In other words, the entire small heavenly realm on the periphery of the plane was now shrouded in his spiritual power.

High in the sky, he tried to sense the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and then transformed it into a steady stream of spiritual power to purify his divine sense.

"The Monks of Sorcery are inspired by the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth, and in a sense, they are similar to those of the Anomalous. The difference is that the Psychic relies entirely on himself to improve his perception of the Ability, while the Sorcerer Monk can rely on external objects to assist in his cultivation. ”

At this moment, a nice voice came:

"Hello, thank you just now."

The girl next to her smiled and held out her hand.

Chu Yi hesitated, but still reached out and shook her.

"It's fine."

"My name is First Love."

The girl introduced herself.

"First love?"

Chu Yi couldn't help but wonder. It's a very distinctive name.

"My name is Chu Yi."

First Love nodded:

"Did you come to Tibet as a tourist?"

"Sort of."

Chu Yi was noncommittal. Of course, he is not here to travel, the purpose of this trip is to explore the source of the innate Gang Qi in the Anima Qing Mountain, if he can, it is best to capture some refining to strengthen his body.

Of course, this kind of thing must not be told to outsiders.

"What about you?"

"I, I'm ......"

I swallowed it back halfway through the first love words, and said hesitantly:

"I'm also here to travel, the scenery of Tibet is so beautiful, I read the photos posted by my classmates, and I was immediately moved."

Chu Yi heard that it was fake, since the first love and that man were together, it was definitely not as simple as traveling, there must be something else to want. But it's not his turn.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane arrived at Lhasa International Airport on time, and Chu Yi got off the plane with the flow of people.

Suddenly, I heard a sneer from behind me.

"Stinky boy, get off the plane now, but no one will care, Lao Tzu will let you peel off your skin now!"

The tall man rushed up menacingly, his eyes showing a fierce light.

"Stop it!"

The first love exclaimed, scared enough.

Before the words fell, a powerful hand came over and blocked Lao Wu's punch.

The man in the suit straightened his sleeves and scolded the fifth man with his head and face:

"When you go out, don't make trouble for me, otherwise don't blame me for not being emotional!"

"But young master, he ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, come with me."

The man clasped his fist at Chu Yi and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry friend, my brother just has a bad temper, please forgive me for the offense."

After speaking, he led the man and left in a hurry.

The first love, who was originally grinding in the back, hesitated slightly, and quickly followed.

Chu Yi shook his head, they were really together.

……

"Brother, where are you going?"

A swarthy and thin man, about thirty years old, walked up to him, with a pair of small eyes revealing incomparable shrewdness.

Chu Yi pondered for a moment and said indifferently:

"I'm going to Anima Mountain."

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then asked in a deep voice:

"What are you doing there?"

"Of course it's tourism, what else can you do besides tourism."

Chu Yi shrugged his shoulders and made a look of incomprehension.

Hearing Chu Yi say this, the man seemed to be relieved, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Let's go, I have a car there to take you to the bottom of the mountain."

The man asked for two thousand, but Chu Yi didn't bargain, and money was just a string of numbers in his eyes.

During the conversation, Chu Yi learned that the man's name was Yang Wencai, and his Tibetan name was Luo Bu Dunzhu, a local resident of Lhasa, and he had been running black cars in this area for several years.

However, Chu Yi's divine sense was released, and with a slight sweep, it could be seen that this Yang Wencai had practiced martial arts, and even had a slight success.

"It's really interesting that a martial artist who has cultivated the Qi Sect would be a black car driver in a tourist city."

Chu Yi closed his eyes in the bump, and what greeted him was a snow-capped mountain that would not melt for thousands of years.