Chapter One Hundred and Three: You're Fired!
Xu Liangyu and Huang Renjie were beaten into dead dogs, lying on the ground, occasionally flapping their legs.
The fat man who had slapped a person with a folding stool before shook his somewhat sore wrist: "I've never seen someone pretending to be forced like this!" ”
He arched his hand around and said: "My name is Zhao Fei, my nickname is Fei Fei, you can call me a dead fat man, I won't be angry." ”
"Dead fatty, your folding stool is really handsome!"
"Beauty, your iron cuirass is not bad."
A group of people laughed and praised each other.
Everyone hated the same enemy, defeated these two people, and had a little friendship of "carrying guns together".
The admissions teachers behind the long tables couldn't stop laughing.
"Unexpectedly, among these new students, there are also a lot of talents."
The fat man named Zhao Fei, from the perspective of the explosive energy and swinging out of the folding stool, is very unusual.
The big back of the pipe stood up: "Why don't you fight?" The reward for the first place is soul incense, and the reward for the second place is the spirit food and cold Mashan, don't you want it? ”
Zhao Fei said with a hippie smile: "This teacher, we have nearly a thousand people here, who can guarantee that he will get the first place if he fights?" Fighting for life and death for a little reward, if you have evil brotherhood, what will you do in the future? If you want these, it's a big deal to go to the other world to farm monsters, and you are worried about not having points to exchange for good things? ”
Big Back: "Huh? You still know about the Otherworld, Points? ”
Zhao Fei: "My dad died in the pioneering war, and I also have a certain understanding of these, in fact, I can go to school in the capital, but I choose Haicheng because this school has a territory in that world, I want to kill those bastards from another world and avenge my dad!" ”
Big back: "In the pioneering war 2 years ago, a lot of people did die, but it was that time that allowed us to gain a firm foothold in the No. 03 Otherworld, and we can take the initiative to attack instead of passive defense, rest assured, you have become a student of Haicheng Yucai School, and you will definitely go to the other world, as long as you are enough to fight and kill, there will be no shortage of opportunities for revenge." ”
He glanced at the students: "Introduce myself, my name is Song Xiong, the 6th layer of the True Qi Realm, and I am currently one of the teachers of Yucai School, and my nickname is Bloody Hand Corpse Slaughter." ”
"There are indeed some good seedlings among you."
"But there are also some that just make up the numbers!"
"The one who was smashed by Huang Renjie with a tiger punch and broke his ribs, how many layers of strength are you training?"
The young man with a bandage on his chest endured the severe pain and said, "Exercise 4." ”
Song Xiong: "40 years of internal strength, it sounds good, so how many layers of your forging body are?" ”
Teenager: "2. ”
Song Xiong: "No wonder you were broken by a palm so easily, so you started to practice strength at the second level of your body?" People of the same level can beat you 10 at a time! ”
"How many of you are parallel goods, huh?"
Under his questioning, many people lowered their heads in shame.
"The first thing you have to do in Yucai is to make up for the foundation! Otherwise, the qi and blood are not enough, and they will not be able to support the bridge between heaven and earth, and they will never be able to enter the true qi realm! If you don't get angry, when you get to the battlefield of the other world, you are just a large ant cannon fodder after all. ”
"The school will provide resources, but you also have to show the hard work of cultivators!"
Song Xiong's sharp gaze was like a knife staring at everyone: "Now I want to ask, is there a 7th layer of forging like Huang Renjie?" ”
The girl in the iron cuirass said: "My name is Ma Chunhua, and I am the 7th layer of the forging body!" ”
Another flat-headed man also said, "Me too." ”
Song Xiong: "Okay, good! There are a total of 3 forging bodies and 7 floors in the freshman, which is good! Is there a genius who forges the 8th floor? ”
No one spoke.
Song Xiong was a little disappointed, and asked again: "Although I know that it can't be there, let me still ask, is there a peerless genius who has a forging body of the 9th layer?" ”
Someone coaxed: "Teacher, why don't you ask if there is a pervert with a 10th layer of forging body?" ”
Song Xiong said with some amusement: "What is the concept of forging 10 layers of body?" Although it has only been 7 years since the appearance of the aura and the family has not been formed, some people who have initially embarked on the path of cultivation have a lot of resources in their hands, regardless of the cultivation consumed, maybe they can make the junior become the 9th layer of the forging body and the 10th layer of the forging body? There are no such people in the whole of China! ”
"If there is, I'll eat this table!"
An old man interjected: "Old Song, you are a little unauthentic, just with the peak realm of your true qi, these pieces of wood can be easily digested if you eat them." ”
Song Xiong said angrily: "Compare with me? If there is a forging body with 10 layers, I upside down and catch it with my mouth, okay? ”
Old man: "......"
Everyone: "......"
Bai Xi: "......"
Song Xiong: "Everyone register, fill in the number of layers of forging body and training on the form, as well as the exercises you have cultivated, and the weapons you are good at, you must fill in them, and teachers will be assigned according to your characteristics." ”
Jiang Ni could pound Bai Xi with her arm: "Look at you with a gun on your back, are you good at marksmanship?" ”
Bai Xi: "I don't know marksmanship." ”
Jiang Nicole: "Then what martial arts are you good at?" ”
Bai Xi: "Yagami Ancient Martial Flow." ”
Nicole Jiang: "......"
She raised her hand and touched Bai Xi's head: "You don't have a fever, right?" ”
Bai Xi: "No. ”
Jiang Nicole: "Little brother, don't make trouble, I also practiced the Toad Gong!" ”
Bai Xi: "You actually know how to do toad work?" ”
Nicole Jiang: "Of course not! You think it's a TV series? I dreamed of cultivating the toad skill of Ouyang Feng, but I didn't have a secret book! My dad used to mix in Wudang, and he was taught the inner family exercises of the Golden Toad Sect, and after the aura appeared, I awakened + forged my body to the 6th layer, and then practiced the Toad Fishing Gong and practiced the Great Toad Qi, otherwise you think I'm only 15 years old, how did I get to the 3rd layer of the training force? ”
While talking, the two walked along the line, and soon arrived at Bai Xi.
A teacher handed over a form.
How to fill it in?
Bai Xi thought about it, he is now a powerhouse in the True Qi Realm, it should be no problem to expose some of his strength, right?
Name: Bai Xi
Age: 18
Realm: 10 layers of forging body, 10 layers of training
Exercises: Eight Divine Ancient Martial Arts, Six Naval Styles
Good at weapons: None
The teacher glanced at it, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Forging 10 + training strength 10?" Old Song, I have a freshman here who is very tough! For the exercises of cultivation, he also filled in the Eight Gods Ancient Martial Arts and the Navy Six Styles! Is this blowing, or is it a secondary disease? ”
Another old man stretched out his head, and when he saw the words filled in the form, he also smiled: "Old Song, this freshman wants to see you hanging upside down...... No, it's handstand, come on, hurry up and put on a show! ”
Song Xiong: "......"
He looked at Bai Xi with an unkind face: "Boy, you are not small, I am nicknamed Bloody Hand Corpse Slaughter, you dare to entertain me?" I'm not in a good temper. ”
Bai Xi: "I don't have a good time. ”
Song Xiong: "Do you still dare to talk back? Now get out of the way! You have been expelled from this enrollment of new students! ”