1st Update)

Nothing to say for a day.

Early the next morning, Yang Ming got up early as usual, carried a 500-pound turtle shell on his back and ran ten kilometers around the academy, and then carried out other training after returning.

If it were ordinary people, I am afraid that they would have been tired of cultivating like this day after day, but Yang Ming was happy about it.

Shaking the tip of the spear, feeling a trace of warmth passing through his body, Yang Ming knew that this was the Saiyan bloodline transforming his body little by little, after such hellish training, he could further develop the Saiyan bloodline, as long as he continued to cultivate, sooner or later he would be able to reach the preconditions of the Super Saiyan.

"Phew!"

With a long sigh of relief, Yang Ming closed his eyes, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

Not far away, Tang San and the others also cultivated about the same, and Yang Ming and the eight of them went to the cafeteria together.

In the previous Shrek Academy, Yang Ming and the eight people had already developed such a habit, even if they came to Heaven Dou City for a while, they did not change.

Although the eight of them arrived early, there were already many students queuing up to buy breakfast in the cafeteria.

As soon as Yang Ming entered the cafeteria, he obviously felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and all the students looked at him with very strange eyes, with awe, jealousy, and admiration, like a ukiyo-e, showing all kinds of looks.

Although Yang Ming was standing with the other seven people, he could clearly feel that everyone's eyes fell on him, and none of them were looking at the other seven.

Especially the eyes of those female students, Yang Ming was particularly familiar, it was like a nymphomaniac, and he couldn't wait to pounce on him immediately, full of possessiveness, so he almost wrote on his face:

The old lady is to picture your face and your body!

This is not surprising, though.

The people of Douluo Continent are relatively precocious and open to topics between the sexes, not to mention, at the moment, this is a high-level soul master academy, and the age is generally over sixteen years old, and it is already time to fall in love.

No matter where you are, the concept of this is implanted in everyone's heart, and everyone here is a top person, and naturally they will look for the same top person to be their other half.

Moreover, Yang Ming is good-looking and strong, which is a potential stock, and it is nothing more than the eyes of the girls who are so bold and hot.

If it is placed in Yang Ming's previous life, a genius student like Yang Ming is a high-achieving student like Qingbei Jiaotong University, which is very popular.

If it weren't for Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's united front, glaring at these bewitching goods viciously, they would have to have many more competitors for nothing, and Yang Ming, who would also be annoyed, would not be able to have a good breakfast.

Perhaps, this is the fault of being too handsome, manual funny.

The group found a corner with a relatively small number of people and sat down, Ma Hongjun squeezed his eyebrows at Yang Ming, and said:

"Boss Yang, I didn't expect you to be so popular with girls just a few days ago, why don't you introduce a few to me?"

Seeing that Ma Hongjun's saliva was about to flow out, obviously he had entered some kind of fantasy, Yang Ming rolled his eyes.

Xiao Wu frowned, picked up the chopsticks, and slammed them at Ma Hongjun's fat hand.

Ma Hongjun couldn't reach it, gasped in pain, retracted his hand and exclaimed the pain.

Xiao Wu crossed her hands on her hips, with a fierce look that pressed Mrs. Zhai, and said coquettishly:

"Okay, you're a dead fat man, you actually want to trick your brother into learning like you."

"I ...... What did I say me? Ma Hongjun wanted to cry without tears, and when he raised his eyes and saw that Xiao Wu was about to hit his hand again, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Eh, my aunt, if you have something to say, don't do it, don't you just want to find a few girlfriends to exchange your cultivation experience in simple terms!" ”

Ning Rongrong's jade hand covered his mouth like a fan, the corners of his mouth curved, revealing a little witch's smile, and said:

"I don't have a girlfriend, but my boyfriend can introduce a few to you. Why don't you let them give you an in-depth exchange of cultivation experiences in simple terms? ”

The thought of some kind of limited edition picture, this picture is so beautiful!

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

Boyfriend or something, it's terrible!

I don't want a man to be a man!

Watching Ma Hongjun retreat inch by inch under the attack of Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, all the boys felt extremely funny.

Zhu Zhuqing has always been cold, eating breakfast silently, and noticed Dai Mubai's expression out of the corner of his eye, and seemed to want to have more girlfriends, so he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart:

"Oh, man!"

People have long been accustomed to fighting, and this kind of thing happens from time to time.

Yang Ming looked at Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong with a little headache, knowing that he wouldn't tell Xiao Wu any story in the first place.

After the four famous novels and the domineering president finished speaking, Yang Ming didn't have any good goods, so he had to take out some palace fighting texts, modern urban green tea texts, and male love essays, but Xiao Wu communicated with Ning Rongrong again.

What a sin!

Yang Ming covered his face and sighed in his heart.

At this moment, several Shrek students suddenly ran in from outside the cafeteria, and as soon as they entered the cafeteria, they shouted:

"Yang Ming, where is Yang Ming?"

"Huh?"

Yang Ming raised his eyes and found that these students were relatively fresh, obviously not knowing each other before.

But also, thinking that they should be former students of Lanba Academy, Yang Ming has only been here for a few days, and he hasn't even recognized all the classmates in his class, let alone other students in the academy?

Several students looked around, as if they were looking for someone, and finally fixed their eyes on Yang Ming's figure in the corner, and their eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly ran over and reported to Yang Ming:

"Yang Ming, it's not good, Tyrone, they're coming to trouble you again!"

"Why is this man so annoying!" Xiao Wu pouted, quite dissatisfied that someone came to disturb their rare peace, and said, "Father Tyrone is here again?" ”

The few people who reported the news had strange expressions and said:

"No, this time, it's not just Tyrone's father who came, but even his grandfather."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little headache.

Douluo Continent can also be regarded as a fantasy world, does all fantasy worlds have such a tradition of beating the small and coming to the big, and the big and coming to the old?

In this way, wouldn't he beat the old man, and the coffin board of his old man's ancestors couldn't be suppressed, and he wanted to open the coffin and break out of the ground?

Yang Ming rubbed his temples, of course he knew the habits of the Li clan to protect the calves.

Originally, he thought that yesterday's sword cutting off the ear of Tyrone's father Tylenol would make them retreat and stop harassing themselves, but he didn't expect them to give up yet.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming suddenly came together, and a touch of sword intent rose around him.

Although this sword intent is still relatively shallow, it was developed by Yang Ming after the battle with Tai Nuo yesterday, and it also made Yang Ming feel greatly.

It's as if this is a freshly unsheathed sword in front of me, and its edge is exposed!