Chapter 60: A Thought Strikes
As the last class was about to end, Zhao Qianyuan stood up and asked the teacher to go to the toilet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Since Zhao Qianyuan defeated Roxon, his reputation in the school has increased to an incredible height, and the former student of waste wood has now become a genius, which makes people can't help but think of General Gilbert, the strongest general of the Federation was just an unknown old man before, and he worked hard all his life to reach the supernatural powers, and suddenly one day he had an epiphany, and he advanced by leaps and bounds, and finally had the status he has today.
Although the story of the counterattack of the waste wood makes people tired of watching it, but now that the living examples appear in front of them, it is still very exciting, especially those students who have relatively poor martial arts performance, and they even regard Zhao Qianyuan as an idol.
If it was before, Zhao Qianyuan wanted to ask for leave to go to the toilet in class, and the teacher sent it back with two words - hold it!
But now it's different, it's not what it used to be, he wanted to go to the toilet, the teacher just waved his hand and told him to go quickly.
After entering the toilet, Zhao Qianyuan closed the toilet door, put down the toilet lid, sat down, and pulled out two silver needles from his pocket.
He aimed the silver at his temple and stabbed it hard, the pain making him tremble all over his body, but his hands were unusually steady, as if they were made of iron.
What kind of pair of hands are these?
When the swordsman saw it, he would probably say that this was a pair of hands that were very suitable for sword practice.
When the mecha master saw it, he would probably say that this is a pair of hands that are very suitable for manipulating mechas.
When a professor from the Academy of Sciences saw it, he would probably say that this is a pair of hands that are very suitable for research.
Now, it's just a pair of hands that are very good at pricking needles.
The silver needle sank into his temple, and the severe pain made Zhao Qianyuan's eyes widen, and the green tendons on his arm were beating, but he was still silent without saying a word.
The second silver needle was also pierced into the other temple by Zhao Qianyuan, and the pain was even more intense, making him snort softly in his nose.
How terrible is Zhao Qianyuan's endurance?
If it is said that being bitten by a mosquito is a first-level pain, and a pregnant woman giving birth to a child is a ten-level pain, then his endurance can probably be five times higher than that of the tenth, and he can not be comatose or die of pain due to severe pain.
He had tried most of the Dark's torturous methods, and the constant death and rebirth had already brought his willpower to an appalling level in some way.
After two silver needles pierced his temples, Zhao Qianyuan sat on the toilet and gasped slowly, and it took two minutes before he gradually got used to the pain.
The temple is the death point of the human body, and his two silver needles are pierced very well, if he deviates a little, he is afraid that he will bleed to death on the spot.
"This pain is really not something that ordinary people can bear." Zhao Qianyuan stood up silently and walked back to the classroom with steps, his steps were still firm, no one could see that he was enduring severe pain all the time.
When he returned to the classroom, class had just ended, and Ye Zhenggang also walked from the office to the classroom.
"Classmate Zhao Qianyuan, if you come to my house in the evening, I will give you a tutor, and the school will be closed in two days, so I have to give you time to prepare for the assessment." Ye Zhenggang smiled and said, "You are the best student in our class, even better than the top students." ”
Zhao Qianyuan said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Ye, I'll clean up first, and I'll go with you." ”
Ye Zhenggang smiled and nodded.
After school, Zhao Qianyuan followed Ye Zhenggang out of school, got into his flying car, and went straight to where he lived.
Ye Zhenggang lives far away, it takes half an hour to take a flying car, this is a two-story villa, the land price here is not expensive, and as a spy of Duck, he naturally has a lot of available funds.
"Come to the basement!" Ye Zhenggang said.
A green tendon appeared on Zhao Qianyuan's forehead, beating wildly, and the pain became more and more intense, so intense that he couldn't bear it.
"What are you doing in the basement?" Zhao Qianyuan asked.
"Hehe, I have some life potions in the basement, which I may need when I tutor you later." As soon as Ye Zheng spoke, he opened the door of the basement and led Zhao Qianyuan in.
"Turn on the lights!"
Ye Zhenggang shouted, there was a voice control system installed in the basement, and when he shouted, the lights inside suddenly lit up.
Ye Zhenggang said: "You lie down on the testing table first, and I will test your physical fitness." ”
Zhao Qianyuan lay down as Ye Zhenggang said, and as soon as he lay down, his hands and feet were immediately restrained by the ejected mechanism, and then, the shell of the testing table fell off and turned into an ancient altar made of some strange stones and crystals.
"You lied to me!" Zhao Qianyuan said slowly, with an indescribable calmness in his tone.
"I didn't lie to you, it may be a little painful when I do the test for a while, I'm here for the sake of safety." Ye Zhenggang smiled, threw ten super energy crystals into the altar, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the altar, and said something in his mouth.
“%¥……*! @¥! …… ¥#@#¥*&¥%#……”
A long series of spells came out of Ye Zhenggang's mouth, with a breathtaking magic sound.
Zhao Qianyuan heard it very clearly, he understood the language of Dark, and Ye Zhenggang was saying: "Respectful, great, representing the darkness of the Dark Dragon King, my subordinates have found the most suitable body for you!" You are the ultimate being of the world's greatest Scodos, and now, please accept my induction! ”
“@#¥! %¥…………%¥&……&**%……”
Another long series of demonic voices came out of Ye Zhenggang's mouth, and he called: "Respected Dark Dragon King, your thoughts can penetrate time, you can cross space, time and space cannot be stopped, even if the distance is endless light years, under my call, your thoughts can come!" The Great Dark Dragon King, the Almighty Dark Dragon King, I sincerely invite you to come to earth! ”
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, a crystal broke through the blockade of time and space, and appeared directly above the altar, and the lights in the basement instantly darkened, bang, bang, one by one, the light bulbs exploded, electric sparks shot out, and the boundless darkness spread the basement.
A majestic and ancient voice came out of the thought, saying, "Very well, my lowly servant, you have found me a body that satisfies me!" You will be blessed with the most daring blessing from the Dark Dragon King! ”
After saying this, this thought sank down, and directly into Zhao Qianyuan's eyebrows, Zhao Qianyuan, who was already sluggish, seemed to be dead, lying on the operating table with stiff limbs.
Sulia, who was passing the time on the game console, suddenly opened her eyes, took off her game helmet, and scolded, "Damn! Missed out! ”
She closed her eyes and spread her perception wildly, but she could no longer feel the presence of the thought, the power of which spread throughout Maryland, and it was difficult to find a central location.
"!" Sulia couldn't help but curse viciously, one of the main thoughts of the Dark Dragon King, this is a priceless thing, it is too useful, if she misses it, she estimates that she will regret it for the rest of her life.
The old butler, who was holding a copy of the Book of Light in his hand, suddenly raised his head and said suspiciously: "I seem to feel an evil dark force? ”
The Illuminati were the most sensitive to such powers, and although the old butler had been seriously injured and had fallen into the realm, he still felt the terrifying dark power when the thought came.