But Su Luo thought too much, the reduction of staff in the school was definitely not in the hands of his own people, otherwise the entire Chuzhou Technical School was full of enemies of life and death, and it would have been collapsed a long time ago, and it would still exist.

Next, the new student welcome meeting ended, and the residence was in the East District, with 500 beds, and the strong lived there.

In other words, this is only the first day of entering the school, and it reveals the cruel fact that warriors must fight!

Martial artists are indisputable, cultivation resources, you wait for God to descend from the sky?

Warriors don't fight, a little strength is complacent, standing still?

If the warrior does not fight, it is a waste!

The purpose of the Chuzhou Technical School to train martial artists, although it is said to be for the special operations group, as well as the dark department and the military department to send fresh blood.

This is only the purpose on the surface, and there is definitely something hidden.

Su Luo is not a fool, from the cruel non-combat attrition, as well as the things he saw when he passed by the 37th District, as well as the momentum of Wang Fenglin and others, who crawled out of the pile of dead people, he knew that this place was not simple!

But Su Luo didn't leave, and he faintly longed for this kind of life!

It's too comfortable outside, the family has a lot of money, I have nothing to accompany my mother and father, tease Lin Qi'er, this hob meat, or a stupid and cute little Ling'er, etc.!

Su Luo enjoyed the comfortable and happy days, and knew that this kind of life was invisibly disintegrating his Dao heart.

I can't see it in a short time, ten years and a hundred years later, compared to his original self, there will definitely be a world of difference.

Therefore, Su Luo planned to stay and take a look and get a batch of cultivation resources.

East End, place to stay.

An eight-story building, with six rooms on each floor, ten beds in each room, or bunk beds, is only 480 beds!

There are twenty beds left, and everyone instinctively looks not far away, one after another exquisite courtyards, like small villas, birds and flowers, compared to ten people in a room, this is simply a fairy residence.

Suddenly, a large group of people rushed over!

Warriors must fight!

Starting from the beds, starting from the twenty small courtyards, seven hundred people went to fight for it!

There are too many people, if they are sharp and provoke everyone, even if they have the strength of military envoys, they will have to kneel!

Ming Yan whispered: "Su Luo, let's work together to kill their group of bastards?" ”

"Huh!"

Su Luo responded to them.

The bastard made a big report just now, and he didn't count it, and now he still has the face to talk about cooperation?

Ming Yan was very angry and said, "Watch your eyes! ”

"Just now you betrayed me, I want to help you, not with a careful eye, but with a lack of heart!" Su Luo still didn't move.

Ming Yan muttered, feeling that Su Luo was not a good pit.

Then Su Luo asked him where he came from, and Ming Yan was angry when he mentioned it, he was actually kidnapped from outside, he was a black-faced man, and he exchanged words with Ming Pulong, but his father sold him.

Su Luo is not surprised, if the Chuzhou Technical School and the Special Operations Group cooperate, then it is not difficult to share information, and it is easy to collect outstanding talented martial artists!

Ming Yan is among them, he is not too old, and his strength is Wu Zong!

In this group of students, it is indeed considered to be the top.

After all, this batch of students, Su Luo glanced at it and found that martial artists accounted for half of them, and they were not very old, which meant that they had the potential to improve.

The great martial artist occupies half of it, and the martial arts sect that counts on two hands is the top master!

If nothing else, the small courtyard belongs to this group of people.

Kong Song and a group of other teachers were outside, and said: "No. 1 Annex, residents have 100 credits per month; 80 credits per month for Annex 2; 60 credits per month in Annex 3...... After fifteen other houses, ten points per month! ”

**Naked fuel the fire!

Needless to say, no one will let them go this time, the credits represent the resources, the elixir, and the golden period of their cultivation in the next few years, they will be able to move forward bravely!

"Finally threw out the credits, in this case, if you don't make a move, you have to shoot!"

Su Luo smiled lightly, and the hundred credits were decided!

Kong Song said again: "Students who do not have beds will be deducted five credits!" ”

Now the students blew up, just kidding, they were given ten points when they entered the school, and half of them were deducted at once, and they didn't let people live.

The battle was fierce, and the martial artist was not even qualified to participate.

To be precise, young people below the seventh-level great martial artist should not expect to live in a small courtyard.

Soon, the battle broke out quickly and ended quickly, many people were self-aware, knowing that the small courtyard could not be obtained, turned around and went to the back building, and hurriedly went to occupy a bed and lock the door.

Gradually, in front of the 20 hospitals, there were only more than 50 people left.

Mo Rulong and Ming Yan were also involved, and they were not lightly injured, and if they didn't take a small courtyard, they wouldn't give up.

The movement here attracted the attention of many teachers in the college.

It is obvious that every newcomer will inevitably appear as a newcomer, that is, the strongest one.

Warriors must compete for their positions, representing the future of resource tilt.

From now, it can be seen that the No. 1 Small Courtyard can receive 100 credits per month, which is a huge amount of money, which can be exchanged for elixir!

Zhuxi is a little timid, since he was a child, he never thought that one day, he could live in a house for ten people.

What's even more fatal is that she didn't think about it, and the bed is also very tight, and she has to sleep in the playground if she can't get it.

Twenty small courtyards, more than 50 people compete, obviously not enough points.

No. 1 Small Courtyard, ordinary people can not be infected, especially Ming Yan can know that Su Luo's strength is very strong.

There is also Mo Rulong, and he doesn't want to be in the No. 1 small courtyard, he knows very well in his heart that he definitely belongs to Su Luo, who almost beheaded the ruthless stubble of the white envoy Zeng Tao.

Whoever dares to compete with him for the No. 1 small villa is looking for death!

There are five people gathered in the No. 1 small courtyard, all of whom are young and prosperous geniuses.

If the five dare to fight, it must be the Martial Sect!

But Wu Zong, in Su Luo's eyes, is nothing, it's just a waste!

Among the five, Ding Lei, a young man in a white shirt, snorted coldly: "I want the No. 1 small courtyard, don't force me to make a trick!" ”

"What tricks can your Ding family have, I have a fancy to the small courtyard, Ding Lei, if you don't want to die, take the initiative to leave, maybe you can occupy the second small courtyard!"

Tian Fei, a young man with a fine iron rod, has a strong attitude.

The other three are very strong, and they are obviously familiar with each other and have heard of each other's names.

Ming Yan was fighting for the No. 2 courtyard, and muttered: "Idiot, dare to get involved in the No. 1 courtyard, that pervert can't kill you five stupid forks!" ”

"What did you say?"

Ding Lei and the others were not far away, and after hearing Ming Yan's words, they couldn't help but look unkind, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Just kidding, the scalp blood flow that the five of them Martial Sects have already fought for, and if they lure Ming Yan over, everyone has a chance of not even twenty percent.

Ming Yan ignored them, and did three fools by himself, and he didn't fall behind!

"This small courtyard, I want it!"

Su Luo chuckled indifferently and appeared in front of everyone.

Mo Rulong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this demon finally made a move!

Ding Lei sneered: "What are you, you dare to fight for the small courtyard!" ”

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