Chapter 9: Separation and Determination

"How's the mission, is it going well?" asked Banya, smiling as always.

"It's exciting, and I've seen a lot of things that aren't available in universities. Wang Bei clenched his fists and passionately explained the things he encountered along the way.

He took the moment to sit down and placed the tattered sword strapped to his back on the table.

Teacher Banya listened with interest, and suddenly, his expression changed, and he said very solemnly: "Your body, the smell is very strong!"

"What smell?" Wang Bei froze when he heard this, and pressed his hand on the table, but he didn't understand what he meant.

"Huh!" Madara frowned in surprise, but it disappeared without a trace, and he said suspiciously, "Oh, it's nothing, I was mistaken." ”

"Uh. ”

...

After Teacher Banya left, Wang Bei walked out of the swordsmanship classroom, but when he was about to close the classroom door, suddenly a dagger rested on his throat.

"What did you talk about?" Ni Yunhan held the dagger in both hands, his body was close to him, and his eyes were so cold that they were about to freeze.

"What's wrong?" Wang Bei lowered his head slightly, staring at the familiar person in front of him, with a rare solemn expression.

"I just found out that you are also a demon, and like that guy, you are not a good person. Ni Yunhan's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to look up at him, and sent the dagger slightly, drawing out a trace of blood.

"I'm a demon? Wang Bei was confused for a while, and then said categorically.

"Can't you smell the demonic aura on your body? After I came back from Dunpu City, I discovered that the demonic aura that comes and goes, even if it is not a demon, you are also a person who has a deep relationship with demons. Ni Yunhan's body was tighter, and there was a strong emotional color in his voice.

The air froze for a moment, and she smiled sadly, but it made people feel her sadness, "I thought you would be different, but I didn't expect that the results were all the same, all fake, all deceitful." ”

Even though the dagger was close at hand, he was not afraid in his heart, but inexplicably tightened

He leaned his back against the wall and said weakly, "I don't know." ”

Ni Yunhan's body fell inexplicably, as if he had lost his strength, leaning on his chest, crying without warning, just like the night a few days ago, quietly crying.

The crying was silent and brief.

Wang Bei didn't wipe the tears on her face, and she didn't know whether she didn't dare or didn't want to, so she just looked at it lightly.

The crying stopped, she looked up and looked at Wang Bei stubbornly, but her voice was cold, "Whether it's a demon or an alien, in my opinion, a demon is killed!"

Ni Yunhan quickly left, leaving Wang Bei alone, and he silently turned his head and looked at the dim curved blade sword placed in the swordsmanship classroom.

......

"Have you heard, Ni Yunhan seems to have applied for the Inner Emperor Academy. ”

"Inner Imperial Courtyard, what kind of place is that?"

"You know it. ”

"I think I've heard of it. ”

"The people in the Inner Emperor Academy uphold the belief that the demon is killed, and train the strongest and most cold-blooded, pure demon slaying elites who only know cultivation, and the most basic conditions for those who participate in the assessment are under 15 years old, and the basic fist speed reaches 4.0 or more geniuses, and then up, there are inconsistent audit standards for different age groups, and what secondary schools can enter is the junior college. ”

"Then Ni Yunhan's fist speed doesn't seem to have reached the conditions yet. ”

"Well, you're mistaken. ”

"What?"

"The latest information shows that her basic fist speed has reached 4.2, and she is only 13 years old, and there are still more than 5 months before the assessment of the Inner Imperial Academy. ”

"This, so powerful!"

"That's not enough, it's just that the assessment conditions have been met, and I don't know if I can pass the assessment, and it is said that only 15 of the hundreds of people who participated in the test can stand out. ”

"There are so many powerful people, they will choose 15!"

"Now, you know how powerful the Inner Emperor Courtyard is!"

...

"Inner Imperial Courtyard?" Wang Bei listened to the conversation of several people, and his heart was full of waves.

She has gone farther and farther on the road to the God of War, but she is still stagnant, and she still wants to become the God of War despite being lazy, which is really a fool's dream.

Not to mention the boxing speed 4.0 that can reach the standard, even if it is stagnant at the boxing speed of 1.3, I don't know how long it has been without progress.

Wang Bei secretly made up his mind that one day, he would definitely walk ahead of her and achieve the position of the god of war.

Since there is the existence of the Inner Imperial Court, he naturally can't let it go in order to be strong, although there are still 5 months left, but it is still a difficult road to reach the fist speed of 4.0.

How to improve the speed of punching, others are not easy to say, but his problem is that he has a lot of strength, and he often inexplicably destroys training equipment, so he has been blacklisted by many martial arts training centers to refuse to come and go.

As a result, he can only practice alone empty-handed, and he doesn't have any special training skills, so his punch speed can't improve at all.

The strong strength has become a burden to increase the speed, and the fist speed will be so slow to enter the realm.

He pondered for a long time, but he still couldn't find a good way, how to make his strength smaller, even if he asked many people, there was still no answer.

Others wish they had more strength, but how can anyone dislike that they have too much strength.

Shangyu City Shanghua Street, Wang Bei wandered among them, looking for a way to improve his fist speed and solve his strength.

There are a few shops and clothing stores along the streets, but the most common ones are budokans.

The emergence of demons and demons not only plunged mankind into a crisis of destruction, but at the same time, it also brought about the prosperity of martial arts, forty years ago in that era, martial arts was completely declining, that is, you begged others to learn others may not be willing to learn, and the countless martial arts essences hidden in the secret have even become legends.

However, now, people who don't have a little martial arts foundation are embarrassed to tell others that martial arts families are popular characters that everyone is vying for, and there are countless schools of boxing.

However, the martial arts, which rely purely on physical strength, have not flourished, because the opponents of human beings are no longer human beings themselves, but have become exotic demons that have completely exploded human beings in all aspects.

In addition to exercising superbly fast speed, the true combat power of a warrior can be displayed to the greatest extent by practicing martial arts boxing and converting speed into strength.

However, the true strength of a warrior is marked by the birth of the Blade of Evilbreaker. Weapons provide high damage, and humans provide precise means of combat, so that the peak of the warrior can be expanded to a higher level.

In addition, the machinery industry has also grown rapidly, and a large number of combat robots have been developed, providing a safer soil for the survival of ordinary humans.

Wang Bei was very patient and wandering, but all the way through, many martial arts halls were labeled with quite peculiar labels, such as "Millennial Flow, there is Millennium Boxing invincible!", "Grandmaster of Boxing!", "Sixty years of professional boxing!", "You know my boxing, everyone who has been here has said it is good!"...

Wang Bei pulled his lips and did not comment, just thinking that the villain painted on the signboard was very good-looking.

He walked around and soon came to the end, but he didn't feel right.

Just when he wanted to go back, he suddenly saw another label, "A thousand soft fists, no force, cripples can fight the world!" There was also a strange-faced uncle with a thumbs up next to him.

"Eh!" Although the label made people speechless, it made Wang Bei's eyes suddenly brighten, and he didn't use any strength! Isn't this what he is missing, maybe it will have an effect.

With a feeling of complaining about weakness, he took a big step and stepped into this crippled martial arts hall.