Chapter 6: Who's Tickling the Strings?
There is no class in the afternoon, and it is a boxing test for the third grade of the whole school. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fist strength is a factor that is relatively easy to measure the realm of a student's boxing skills, and most of the boxing strength at the peak of the bright strength is 500 kilograms, while the dark strength will show obvious secondary bonus points on the machine.
A dark energy master punches the test machine, and the value that jumps out is 500 kilograms, and the value on the machine will continue to beat for about a second, and the dark energy that will be followed into it will also be counted. The so-called dark energy, naturally hidden under the bright energy, the bright energy is like using a stone to hit people, and the dark energy is a needle hidden in the stone, although the strength is not as good as the bright energy, but it can penetrate into the human body, such a force on the internal organs, but enough to beat people to death.
There are a lot of testers today, the head teacher Ye Zhenggang impatiently recorded the results of the next student, he still has an old classmate's wedding banquet to attend, and now there is a bit of delay, if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that I will not even be able to drink the soup.
Zeng Wei was already well after just one morning of treatment, he was ranked first in Class 9, one punch, 480 kilograms, such a value, which attracted the envy of the surrounding classmates. And Zeng Wei couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qianyuan proudly, but Zhao Qianyuan was standing with his eyebrows lowered at the moment, as if he was staring at his toes, and everything around him couldn't attract his attention. His performance, in the eyes of other classmates, is just inferiority.
After the students finished the test one by one, and then walked out of the examination room, Li Yukui walked to the testing machine and punched out, only a hundred kilograms, and Qin Jiuge, who was short of the first place, was a full 400 kilograms.
Class 9 is just an ordinary class, and the real top students are all in the first, second, and third classes, and there are even some talented students in these three classes who have practiced their dark energy to the peak.
Ye Zhenggang finished testing Li Yukui and said, "You have to come on, don't drag the class back!" ”
Li Yukui hurriedly agreed.
Ye Zhenggang glanced at Zhao Qianyuan, who was still standing in the corner, and said lightly: "Your fist strength should still be fifty kilograms, right?" Okay, I still have something to do, so I won't waste time. ”
Hearing Ye Zhenggang's words, the corners of Li Yukui's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, Zhao Qianyuan is the oil bottle of the entire ninth class, if it wasn't for the better cultural class, he would have been dismissed by the school a long time ago. The passing line of the boxing strength test was 100 kilograms, and Zhao Qianyuan was 50 kilograms away from this passing line before, and after he reached 50 kilograms, he never made an inch.
Ye Zhenggang casually filled in a 50kg on Zhao Qianyuan's report card, and then hurriedly went out with this large pile of report cards, if you take a taxi over now, you should still be able to leave a few mouthfuls of wine and a few mouthfuls of good food to eat.
"Eh, this damn exam is delaying my time!" Ye Zhenggang couldn't help but curse to himself, handed the transcript in his hand to a Class 9 student who happened to be passing by, and asked him to send it back to the office.
That student was Zeng Wei's supporter, and Zeng Wei specially asked him to wait here, because Zeng Wei knew that Teacher Ye was lazy, and after the test, he would often ask students to help him send the transcript back to the office. Just now, Ye Zhenggang wanted to hurry up to the banquet, but he forgot to let Li Yukui and Zhao Qianyuan take it, and only remembered it after he came out of the examination room with his transcript, but it happened that a student was passing by.
The student smiled and carried the report card back to the office, then looked at the bottom one, and sure enough, it was still the familiar number, and it was still the familiar grade.
50kg, which is still half the way to the passing line.
He hurriedly dialed Zeng Wei's mobile phone, and then said excitedly: "Zeng Wei, Zhao Qianyuan's results are still the same, exactly the same as before!" It seems that the punch he hit you today was purely a **** luck. By the way, he seems to have been working on some weird tricks lately, called yellow dog peeing or something, it's disgusting...... Maybe he's also familiar with your boxing skills, and if you turn around, you can change your move, and keep all the bones that can break this garbage. ”
Zeng Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and muttered, "Sure enough, the moment he captured me was just luck!" And the punch that hit me in the back may have been because he was too familiar with my boxing skills, so he passed through my blockade with one punch. Hum...... This is just a trail, look back and I'll find a chance, how to clean you up, so that you are embarrassed in front of the whole school! ”
Li Yukui had a sneer on his face that he thought he was very cold, but it was actually very funny, Zeng Wei imitated his father's calm and coldness, while Li Yukui imitated Zeng Wei's coldness. However, one is not as good as the other, and when it comes to Li Yukui, it has simply become four dislikes. His smile is as awkward as the smile of the T800 robot in the classic movie "Terminator".
Zhao Qianyuan asked, "You're not leaving?" ”
Li Yukui said: "You haven't punched yet, Teacher Ye asked me to see you after the test." ”
Zhao Qianyuan sighed, walked to the machine casually, hunched his back, twisted his waist and turned his hips, punched out, the numbers on the machine ticked and jumped, and then froze on 50.
Li Yukui breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing: "Sure enough, it's still fifty kilograms, it seems that today he really tied a steel plate or something to his calf, which hurt me!" Now, it's my turn to take revenge! ”
The strong bully the weak, and the weak bully the weaker. Big fish eat small fish, this has always been the eternal principle of survival.
Zhao Qianyuan had already left after throwing a punch, he was very busy now, really busy, busy using Taiji Diagram to deduce all kinds of martial arts, busy using the power of yin and yang to constantly impact his muscles and veins, making his qi and blood run more smoothly. He was even busy recalling every bit of the 2,999 rebirths, how he died, how he grabbed the treasure, how he escaped death...... Because, this is his last rebirth, he has to work harder.
Li Yukui showed a hideous smile on his face, and flew up with a step, using one of the basic boxing techniques in the school, "Eagle Hitting Water".
Zhao Qianyuan's footsteps paused slightly, then turned around, stretched out his hands, and clasped the wrists of the two hands that turned into eagle claws.
Li Yukui felt that his body lost its balance in an instant, and before he had time to think about it, he saw Zhao Qianyuan's shoulders fluttering into his arms, and he felt that his chest was as if it had been smashed by those workers on the construction site with a sledgehammer in his hand, and it was so uncomfortable.
Soaring clouds and fog is something that only great supernatural powers who have cultivated to the legendary realm of supernatural powers can do, and some of them are said to fly faster than some low-level ships. And Li Yukui did not cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers, but he felt the feeling of soaring clouds and mist, maybe it was just the tip of the iceberg, but this also made him a little intoxicated.
Master Blue Star said that good things always don't last long.
So Li Yukui fell from the air to the ground, and his buttocks fell heavily on the ground, as if he was about to crack, and the pain in his chest also followed, as uncomfortable as a fire. He didn't see Zeng Wei's expression today, otherwise, he could have imitated it now, and then empathized with it.
Zhao Qianyuan knocked Li Yukui who attacked him out with a simple soft strength in Taijiquan and a move of "sticking to the mountain", he was still unconscious, lowered his head, pursed his lips, as if staring at his toes walking, and slowly walked out of the examination room. That look is like a young girl who is thinking about the prince charming in her dreams.
This old boy, who was like a young girl in Huaichun, had actually lived for tens of thousands of years, maybe even hundreds of thousands of years, when he walked to the door, he was suddenly stopped by two civil servants in blue uniforms. It can be seen from the police badges on their uniforms that these two should be police officers.
"Is Zhao Qianyuan a classmate?" The policeman's voice was slightly muffled, which made Zhao Qianyuan wake up, because he could hear the not very good taste in the policeman's tone.
"I'm Zhao Qianyuan."
"There is very unfortunate news to tell you, we have just received a report that your father, Mr. Zhao Guang, and your mother, Mrs. Zhang Qin, have been killed in their home. We are deeply unfortunate and apologize for such a vicious incident. ”
When Zhao Qianyuan heard the news, his heart was as calm as Lao Jing's heart suddenly fluctuated slightly, just like the old guitar in his house that was very thick with dust was plucked, shaking off countless dusts, and then ...... Return to peace.
Zhao Qianyuan has seen his parents have been born, old, sick and died countless times, his parents are mortals after all, even if he has cultivated to the realm of divine powers or even a higher level, he still can't change their fate.
He has seen too many joys and sorrows, and he has also done his filial piety in that lifetime of rebirth, and he does not have many regrets in his heart.
So, although he was slightly sad, he was calm.
The two policemen just thought that the young boy was frightened, and couldn't help but look at each other, and then sighed softly.
Zhao Qianyuan raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and said, "You haven't been cremated yet, have you?" Can I take one last look at them? ”
"This ...... Of course, you still need to sign the cremation agreement. The kind of calm that this child showed was something they had never seen before.
Li Yukui got up from the ground in pain, and after the darkness in front of him dissipated and gradually saw things clearly, he couldn't help but cover his chest and cry uncomfortably, not because he was uncomfortable, but because his chest was hit too painfully.
Suddenly, he couldn't stop crying because he saw the numbers displayed on the machine.
――800!
It is as if two small donuts are put together, followed by two large doughnuts.
However, these four circles were not sweet at all in Li Yukui's eyes, even bitter, so bitter that his throat tightened, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Among the boxing techniques that Zhao Qianyuan learned from the Taiji diagram, there is a kind of boxing strength, which is called "stacking wave strength".