"Students, please be quiet!"

Just as Tang Yan was pondering, the head teacher's greeting voice came from the podium: "Since everyone is here, let's prepare to change seats." ”

Saying that, Yang Yao, the head teacher, lifted a boxy box from under the podium and put it on the podium, and said to the students: "We have a total of 52 people in the 15th class of the first year of high school, for the sake of fairness, we will draw lots and divide the group, do you have no opinion?"

Seeing that no one objected, the head teacher Yang Yao continued: "In the box in front of me, there are 52 paper balls, with numbers 1-25 written on them, 2 copies of each number, everyone draws the corresponding number, and it is the same table!"

"Teacher, there are 52 of us, right?"

"If there are two students who draw blank paper balls, congratulations, please sit on my left and right hands on the podium!"

The students in the seats looked at each other, and there was a glint of anticipation in their eyes.

According to the lottery rules, each person draws a paper ball, and the students corresponding to the same number will become their own tablemates, and the drawn number also represents their seat number.

Tang Yan's head was a little dizzy due to the excessive release of his soul technique, and after randomly pulling a paper ball in the box, he returned to his original position and opened the paper ball.

Well?!

Blank?!

Although Tang Yan's head is relatively dizzy now, he can still complete his basic thinking, although he has never dreamed that his table mate is male or female, tall or short, but he has also thought about whether it will be the little fat man Zhang Xiaofu.

Now it's good, blank paper balls, hehe, independent space, ultra-nearsighted, close contact with the long-legged teacher, hehehe!

So Tang Yan got up, sat on the left side of the podium under the attention of the whole class, lay on the desk and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

From this afternoon to tomorrow, the school did not arrange teaching courses, after the seat transfer, the head teacher Yang Yao announced the start of free activities, tomorrow students are invited to the classroom on time, and the class committee will be elected.

So, Tang Yan greeted the little fat man, and then directly began to lie on the table and fall asleep.

Previously, when Tang Yan and Zhang Xiaofu summoned martial spirits, the head teacher Yang Yao saw all of them, so looking at Tang Yan who was sleeping, Yang Yao smiled and shook his head, and let him fall asleep, and did not stop it.

Because, the teenager in the early stage of the awakening of the martial soul, even if he has a family inheritance of the martial soul cultivation method, he can't cultivate before the awakening of the martial soul, and the only thing he can do is to temper his physical strength.

What's more, that young boy doesn't have a hero dream of his own? Now that he has entered the auxiliary class, most of the boys still have a certain sense of loss in their hearts!

The sky was slightly dark, and after Tang Yan woke up, he found that it was half past five in the afternoon, and there were only seven or eight people in the classroom, chatting with each other.

"Brother Yan, are you awake?"

Tang Yan didn't have to look back to know that it was Zhang Xiaofu, and Zhang Xiaofu had been waiting for him.

"Let's go, go home!" Tang Yan moved his neck, and then got up to go home, but who knew that Zhang Xiaofu was a little hesitant.

Tang Yan looked at Zhang Xiaofu puzzled and asked, "Little fat man, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaofu said squirmingly: "That, Brother Yan, Wang Hao found me in the afternoon and threatened me to bring you a word, saying that he has been waiting for you at the school gate." ”

"Wang Hao?" Tang Yan frowned slightly, "What is he waiting for me to do?"

"Uh......" Zhang Xiaofu was speechless for a while, you don't know why you asked.

Tang Yan waved his hand, felt his soul power, and fell asleep, his soul power had almost recovered.

So Tang Yan took Zhang Xiaofu to the school gate slowly, and saw Wang Hao from a distance.

"Yo!" Wang Hao stopped on the road, looked at Tang Yan with a mocking expression and said, "I thought you were going to be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

Tang Yan frowned and looked at Wang Hao, and said, "Everyone, classmates, isn't it good to get together and disperse?"

Zhang Xiaofu glanced at Tang Yan in surprise, in Zhang Xiaofu's impression, Tang Yan was not so good-tempered.

"It's good to get together and disperse, hahaha, just your awakened waste martial spirit, it's really funny, what qualifications do you have to get together and disperse with me!"

As he spoke, Wang Hao summoned his martial spirit, a cool long sword, with some inscriptions attached to it!

Tang Yan saw Wang Hao's martial soul and nodded secretly, this martial soul looks more powerful!

Wang Hao held the martial soul sword in his hand and said to Tang Yan: "You have pressed me for three years in junior high school, you are very proud, right?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Tang Yan hurriedly denied it!

But Wang Hao didn't listen, and continued: "What if you don't admit it, it doesn't matter, hehe, the fact now is that you, Tang Yan, your waste martial soul, can't compare to me!"

Waving the long sword martial soul in his hand, Wang Hao stared at Tang Yan and said, "It's really feng shui in turns!Tang Yan, in the next three years, I will double the shame you gave me!"

Tang Yan looked at Wang Hao, whose eyes were red, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Hmph!" Wang Hao snorted coldly, "What do I want, I want you to kneel at my feet forever!"

As he spoke, Wang Hao raised his long sword martial soul and rushed towards Tang Yan.

The students and pedestrians on the road looked sideways, and then formed a circle with the mentality of watching the excitement.

The school's security guards were also in the crowd, but they didn't stop the students from fighting each other, unless one of them was about to die or be disabled.

To see Wang Hao, whose eyes were red, Tang Yan pushed Zhang Xiaofu away, and then summoned his own martial spirit, Haotian Hammer!

This round-and-one double-headed hammer looks extremely ordinary, far less cool than the long sword in Wang Hao's hand, and its lethality looks far inferior to the long sword.

But Tang Yan pinched the Martial Soul Haotian Hammer and looked very calm.

Wang Hao raised his long sword, slashed it down, and shouted: "You waste hammer martial spirit, what are you going to fight with me!"

Tang Yan frowned, took a step to the left, and then hammered a hammer on Wang Hao's long sword!

"Ding~"

Boost +1!

+40 Max Soul Power!

Tang Yan was also stunned, he didn't know if his character was not good or Wang Hao's character was too good, so he triggered the soul technique in the first move.

Wang Hao was also stunned, feeling the strengthening of his martial soul, Wang Hao laughed, and said to Tang Yan: "The real God helps me, Tang Yan, your first soul skill is actually strengthened, you are destined to be just a blacksmith in this life!"

Tang Yan frowned and took a step back, dodging Wang Hao's attack.

At this time, flames suddenly ignited on Wang Hao's long sword martial spirit, and the flames burned fiercely on the sword body, and the heat wave was overwhelming!

Wang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, even more blood-red, and he yelled at Tang Yan: "Tang Yan, this is my first soul skill, Blazing Flame, take it!"

Saying that, Wang Hao attacked Tang Yan again!

Tang Yan currently only has the soul skill of "strengthening +1", and he doesn't want to cheapen Wang Hao, so Tang Yan has been stepping back, temporarily avoiding the edge, but it can be seen that the lively crowd is gathering more and more, and the inner and outer three layers surround the two of them tightly, and there is not much room for Tang Yan to move around.

Helpless, Tang Yan could only raise the Haotian Hammer from time to time to fight back.

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

......

"Ding~"

Boost +1!

+40 Max Soul Power!

......

"Ding~"

Boost +1!

+40 Max Soul Power!

With the intimate contact between the two martial souls again and again, Tang Yan's hands had already been burned by the flames, and the stinging pain was incomparable, and Wang Hao's martial soul had been strengthened by Tang Yan to the extent that the power of +5 had increased greatly!

Carefully feel the soul power in the body, there is not much time left for Tang Yan!

Touching his eyebrows and hair, which had been curled by high temperature, Tang Yan raised the Haotian Hammer and took the initiative to meet Wang Hao!

At this time, Wang Hao was holding a long sword to stab, Tang Yan saw the opportunity, picked up the Haotian Hammer and struck sideways!

"Ding~"

Boost +1!

+40 Max Soul Power!

Wang Hao's martial soul sword disappeared in an instant, and at this moment, Wang Hao was stunned, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance and staggered towards Tang Yan!

Tang Yan squeezed out the last of his soul power, maintained the embodiment of the Haotian Hammer, and then smashed a hammer on Wang Hao's chest!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, Wang Hao's throat was sweet, his qi and blood surged, and he fell to the ground unconscious!

And Tang Yan's soul power was exhausted, he lost his strength, and he also sat on the ground with his ass, supporting the ground with both hands, and kicking heavily!