April 5, 2008.

Saturday.

Kyobu High School, Martial Arts (1) Class Classroom.

"Old top! Old top! ”

"What for?" Fu Changding woke up in a daze, stretched comfortably, and then he was stunned.

In front of him was a familiar desk, and the books on the table were piled up by him into a small city wall, so that he could secretly doze off, "Dreaming? ”

This is his high school desk, but it's been two years since he graduated from college!

"What are you dreaming about? It's time to pay the registration fee, have you brought it? Brought along. Liao Guang, who was at the same table, took out an envelope from his schoolbag, and looked at the shape, it seemed that there was 10,000 yuan inside.

"Registration fee?"

Fu Changding was stunned, how could this dream be so real? He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the fat face of Liao Guang, "It's still a familiar feel." ”

Negative energy from Liao Guang, +14!

"Your uncle! Didn't wake up, did you? Do you want me to help you wake up, Dad? Liao Guang was so angry that he almost slapped him, but fortunately he held back.

Otherwise, with this guy's qi and blood, maybe it will hurt even more if you fan it.

“？？？”

Fu Changding's attention was no longer on Liao Guang, and a line of light blue and somewhat transparent fonts flashed in his field of vision, which made him feel very inexplicable.

"Liao Guang, can you go?" At this time, a sturdy and tall boy at the door of the classroom shouted, his tone was very impatient, "What do you care about him?" ”

"Chow Chow!"

Fu Changding subconsciously shouted, the two have not been able to deal with each other well. Just like in a novel, the names of the two are exactly the same as the two supporting characters in the book who don't like each other, which can be regarded as a kind of bad fate.

Negative Energy +17 from Tang Songting! +17！ +16！ +15！ ...

[There's a lot of resentment... It's still continuous.,Pop up every 1 second.,It's very rhythmic...]

Fu Changding touched his chin, this barrage is interesting, this dream is also very interesting, why did you dream of such two goods?

"Fu Changding! Are you looking for death? Tang Songting was furious, although his qi and blood were weaker than Fu Changding, he was about to quench his bones for the second time.

If there is really a fight, he is not afraid of Fu Changding!

"Isn't it your hobby to find? I'm not a dog, I don't look for! ”

Fu Changding picked it up smoothly, he didn't know how many times he read this set of dialogues when he was a junior in high school, this Chow Chow just doesn't have a long memory!

Negative Energy +17 from Tang Songting! +17！ ...

"Alright, you're enough! What are you doing flirting with people all day long? ”

Liao Guang stabbed Fu Changding with his elbow, got up and stopped Tang Songting who was rushing over, turned his head and said, "If you don't bring the money, just pay it on Monday, I'll go first." ”

"Shhh

Fu Changding was caught off guard and stabbed in the ribs, but the pain was not painful, but it was so itchy that he almost jumped up.

He felt that something was wrong, the touch was too real, and the blackheads were clearly visible on the Chow Chow's angry nostrils.

How can dreams be so clear? It's nice to have a standard definition, but can it be a blue light?

At this time, a wave of sleepiness struck, and he thought that it might be a lucid dream. It is in a dream that you are clearly aware that you are dreaming.

He continued to lie down and sleep in his sleepiness, and many images flashed in his mind, like dozens of movies, which were poured into his mind one by one, and perfectly integrated with his memories.

After more than half an hour, Fu Changding woke up suddenly and began to look around with a frightened face.

"You're scared of me!"

Liao Guang had already returned, and he elbowed angrily, but when he saw the teacher's eyes on the podium, he hurriedly sat upright.

"Gossip light, today is..."Fu Changding's lips trembled a little, he thought about it and didn't continue to ask, he took out his mobile phone in the stomach of the desk and began to check.

After more than ten minutes, he finally determined that he had crossed over!

Fu Changding, who has crossed into the parallel world of global high-martial arts, the crazy world where the protagonist is crazy at the end, and everyone else is dead except for a few supporting characters!

The finale of that book seems to be barely a happy-ending, the protagonist Fang divides the two worlds of yin and yang, and the dead can still fall in love in the underworld.

Fang Ping was happy, he could also shape his energy body, and pull a few souls over to the yang world for a walk.

But in Fu Changding's understanding, that is, Fang Ping had already gone crazy, driven crazy by the way of the world.

He couldn't accept that kind of ending, and he couldn't accept that almost all of his division commander's friends were killed in battle.

Therefore, he created a place similar to the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, intercepted the source of life of the dead, and shaped the underworld with strong strength.

At that time, the Three Realms were all in Fang Ping's brain nucleus, and it was estimated that it would not be difficult to do this.

But just like the Nine Emperors and Four Emperors in the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, they have exactly the same exercises and tactics as the deity, they have part of the memory of the deity, and their behavior and habits are not much different from the deity.

But impostors are impostors, they are just a projection after all, not a deity.

"I'm really going through..."

Fu Changding looked at the news of Grandmaster Ma's breakthrough through the Eight Grades Realm on his phone, and reluctantly accepted this reality.

He was in a daze, his mind was full of chaos, his thoughts were intermittent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The teacher didn't care, the martial arts students practiced the "Quenching Method" and the Pile Gong at the same time, and if they practiced for too long, they would consume too much spiritual power.

Not long after the class bell rang, Liao Guang packed his schoolbag, looked at Fu Changding's dejected appearance and couldn't help asking, "Do you plan to quench your bones three times?" It's not long before the martial arts expedition! ”

After a non-martial artist breaks through a martial artist, the upper limit of qi and blood will soar.

With Fu Changding's second quenching of bones, after breaking through the martial arts, his qi and blood can definitely soar to more than 210 points, and maybe he can't beat 220 points.

When the time comes, you can be at the top of the Kyoto scientific expedition, and you can get all kinds of rewards. Those rewards, even the second generation of martial arts can't ignore them.

"I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about... Without further ado, I'll go first. ”

Fu Changding came back to his senses and saw that school was already out, so he picked up his schoolbag and left without saying a word.

Negative energy from Liao Guang +14!

"Sooner or later, you bastard, you're going to die on your broken mouth!" Liao Guang scolded and scolded, he didn't know how he could resist beating this guy in his three years of high school.

Well... Maybe you can't beat it...

On the other side, Fu Changding left the school gate and went directly to his car to continue in a daze.

"Is the young master going home directly?" The driver is the butler of the Fu family, and he knows that although Fu Changding cultivates very hard, he also likes to play.

"Well, Uncle Wen, let's go back first."

Fu Changding nodded, and after returning home, he also went directly into his room.

After lying on the bed for a long time, he gradually came to his senses, and the memories in his mind were perfectly integrated, [April 5, 2008, Fang Ping seems to have passed through these days, right?

He was made out of the belly of the seed by the hand of the Yang God by the Emperor of War, what about me? 】