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Defeated, defeated. Climb up from where you fall, Cen Pengtian secretly decided that he must work hard to cultivate during this time.

But soon he realized that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

When Cen Pengtian realized that he was still underestimating Zimo, he had been lying on the bed for a whole day.

Zimo is not despicable, but despicable and shameless. That kick, so immortal, just kicked in the position of his ass, and I don't know, what strength Zimo has, he didn't feel anything at the time, and now it's been a whole day, and he can't even walk.

Losing to Zimo, he didn't find any reason. I just made up my mind to cultivate hard and find the field when Zimo came back.

Cen Pengtian didn't even have the kung fu to bubble the goddess, and he was full of thoughts about how to defeat Zimo.

Genius can be seen from one move, Cen Pengtian is a genius, a big genius. From Zimo's kick, he has been analyzing what is the difference between him and Zimo.

He didn't believe it, he had investigated Zimo, he didn't believe it, there was so much difference between him and Zimo, so much that he was defeated with just one move. What Jiang Yazhu can investigate, he can naturally investigate.

Wasteland, Zimo came from the wasteland. However, he didn't think there was anything about it, what the wasteland represented, he didn't quite understand yet.

As a person in the Pure Land, he would not know that such a background represents a kind of suffering, but also an advantage, and he has reason to remain so arrogant.

In terms of origin, he comes from a big family, and Zimo is just an orphan from a wasteland; In terms of resources, the potions and Tianjings he needs can be asked by his family, and Zimo needs to fight by himself......

No matter which aspect, he has an advantage, so why is he so different from Zimo, and what is the difference?

He lay alone in bed for a long time, and finally came to the answer: meanness, meanness.

This is the only answer Cen Pengtian has gotten. The battle he understands is that it is a hard-to-go, real confrontation, and Zimo's battle is like ...... The beast, yes, is the beast that does anything.

It's a kind of madness that can be completely indifferent to the process as long as the enemy is dead.

The move that fought with him, he could feel the heavy killing intent on Zimo's body, and even because of the sky-high killing intent, he was distracted, Zimo's battle was done to the extreme, as long as he won, it didn't matter if it was hard or not.

Yes, this is this meanness, do you have to learn this meanness yourself?

No, no, no.

I'm a bright and upright man, I'm going to go to the battlefield of the corpse clan in the future, and I'm a strong man who fights for the human race, how can I learn this kind of thing. Cen Pengtian immediately felt ashamed of his idea.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Cen Pengtian heard the voice, his thinking was interrupted, and he turned on his communication terminal. After the apocalyptic catastrophe, the magnetic field on Earth changed, and communication was paralyzed. This kind of personal terminal is a newly developed communication tool after the cataclysm, but it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Hey, Brother Peng, come on, the group of boys in the second class have knocked on the door, without you, we can't stop the field."

Worst. Cen Pengtian only remembered at this time that today was a class confrontation, and the two hundred and five in the second class claimed that he had broken through the fourth level, and he had already challenged himself a few days ago.

"Brother Peng, they all scolded you for shrinking your head as a turtle, saying that you were knocked to the ground by a hillbilly, and it was still in vain."

Hearing this, Cen Pengtian jumped up directly.

It hurts, it fucking hurts.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is how to do it when you are like now. Don't say whether you can go, just go, even if you win, it will probably become a joke, and you can only tell your little brother to take it first.

Thinking of this, Cen Pengtian's hatred for Zimo once again raised a level.

Ay.

Cen Pengtian found that since he met Zimo, his life had become gloomy.

Especially when I think of it, the two hundred and five called Zhen Yingying, who was almost unrecognized by my parents who had been taught by myself, are now scolding themselves. And now I can only hide here and can't go out.

It's humiliating!

What a shame!

Thinking of this, his body trembled for a while, it was not terrible to be defeated by Zimo, he could accept it, after all, it was because of his own reasons. But knowing that he was scolded by a defeated subordinate, and he couldn't go out to teach this subordinate a lesson, how could he not be angry.

Cen Pengtian was lying on the bed, he felt that this was the darkest time in his life, and his pupils were a little dilated.

He began to think about the question again, which one was more effective between Zimo and his method. Well, after a few minutes, he had to weakly admit that there seemed to be an answer from the results of the battle between the two of them. His strength is strong, he can't play it, and he still has no use.

Isn't it, to learn it, mean.

As soon as he remembered the idea, it grew like a weed. In particular, Cen Pengtian remembered something again, not showing a sinister smile. At this moment, Zimo didn't seem to be so hateful in Cen Pengtian's eyes.

The next day.

In the academy area of Xingyao City, there was a sudden news that Zhen Yingying's classmate was plotted in the middle of the night, and his clothes were stripped off, thrown on the street, and beaten into a pig's head.

When Zimo was eating breakfast, when he heard the news, he sighed, what hatred, what resentment, it was really ruthless.

However, Zimo only sighed, and threw these things out of the clouds, he never cared about things that had nothing to do with him.

All he was thinking about now was when to set off and how to kill Ampere Gozo, and he had never cared about things outside of his world.

Zimo's world is very small, he is full of wariness of this world, he doesn't care about others, he only cares about his small world.

The people of his world, Qianzi is counted as one, he has saved her life, she has also saved his life, and more than once, they are friends of life and death.

There is also the black pupil, which is the partner who grew up with him.

That man, oh no, maybe he should be called a teacher, and the instructors counted as one. Now it seems that there are a few more, maybe add Jiang Yazhu one, as for the fat man, well, it can only be counted as half.

That's all, he hopes that each of them can live well, that they can protect themselves from this world, and that it is better to have something to eat, which is perfect enough.

Of course Zimo won't know that this is our good baby, Cen Pengtian did it.

Our good baby, Cen Pengtian, has been affected by Zimo at this time, and slowly began to embark on an extremely dark road.

Of course, if he knew about it, maybe he would praise him, Cen Pengtian, but that's all, Cen Pengtian was just a passerby in his eyes.

And our classmate Cen Pengtian was lying on the bed at this time, secretly happy.

Cheerful, unprecedented, that's the only feeling he has now. Even when I fought the two hundred and five begging for mercy before, I didn't have such a good time.

Cen Pengtian suddenly found that Zimo's thoughts seemed to be very useful, so he resolutely decided to go one way to the end.

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