Chu Hang's palms were already red, swollen and oozing blood, as if he had been slapped hundreds of times with an iron rod, which looked shocking.

Although Chu Hang repeatedly stated that he could continue to fight again, anyone could see that those bloody palms had already been injured to the limit, like glass on the verge of shattering, and perhaps it would be completely scrapped if it was touched lightly.

How could Zhang Jian let Chu Hang continue to mess around, and immediately pulled Chu Hang to the school's medical office, with an extremely tough attitude.

The dust also settled in the class preliminary, Chu Hang was regarded as a "loss of combat power" judgment failed, Sun Ye won the last point for the second class, and the second class finally narrowly defeated the third class 3-2.

This game will become an unsolved mystery in the distant future.

Everyone knows that this is the first game and the first defeat in the life of Chu Hang's legend.

But only a few people who were closest to Chu Hang knew the unknown details of this story.

The world that sings and sings this story has long been unable to solve the mysteries that have been left behind.

- Why did Chu Hang fight?

- Was Chu Hang strong or weak at that time, why was he able to press Sun Ye to fight, but instead hurt his hands?

——What was Chu Hang thinking when he clenched his fists and said calmly and firmly, "I can fight again"?

These Chu Hang have never said the answer, and time has not given the unsolved mysteries, and the people of later generations can only continue to guess, and there are different opinions.

But only one thing is certain, there is no doubt about it.

That is, after this war,

The story of the teenager finally turned the prologue and began the main text.

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School Infirmary.

The doctor carefully treated Chu Hang's wounds, bandaged Chu Hang's two palms like rice dumplings with a bandage, and scolded Zhang Jian while bandaging them, saying something such as "I have been a doctor for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen someone hurt his palm like this, how many times do you have to shoot the wall, how hard do you shoot it to swell like this?

Zhang Jian kept nodding yes, saying that he would definitely pay more attention in the future.

When the doctor finished bandaging, he told Chu Hang not to do any strenuous exercise before the injury was healed, so as not to crack the wound and aggravate the injury, and finally told him again and again before shaking his head and sighing and leaving.

It is said that the heart of the doctor's parents, and this old doctor who is over sixty years old is even more so.

After the old doctor left, only Chu Hang and Zhang Jian were left in the infirmary.

Chu Hang lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Jian sighed deeply and said, "My mind is full of questions now, and I really want to shout 'What fu.ck man'!" but I don't know what I can ask, let alone how to get you to say the answer." Child, I want to help you, although I am far from being a qualified class teacher, and there are even many truths that you understand better than me, but after all, I have lived more than ten years longer than you, and I have experienced more joys and sorrows than you...... If you are willing to speak to me, I will always listen. ”

Chu Hang glanced up at Zhang Jian, hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Just ask whatever you want, I will answer seriously." ”

Zhang Jian's expression suddenly turned grim, pondered for a long time, and asked, "When I took you out of the ring, Sun Ye caught up and asked, 'Why don't you use magic power', but you didn't answer. Now, can you tell me why you'd rather have your palms hurt like this than use your magic?"

Chu Hang hesitated for a moment, sighed lightly, and said, "I can tell you the reason, but I hope you can keep it secret." In fact...... It's not that I don't want to use magic, it's that I don't have magic at all. I suffered a few traumatic injuries when I was a child, and as a result, the magic core inexplicably shrank into a solid point, and I could no longer store my magic power. Until now, I still have no magic powers. ”

Zhang Jian was stunned for a while, and said in astonishment: "You don't have magic power, then you are still rushing to fight?"

Chu Hang raised his eyebrows and said: "Lao Zhang, you are so prejudiced, who stipulates that you can't participate in the magic martial arts competition without magic, is it possible that you can't play football without wearing shoes?"

Zhang Jian secretly said in his heart, there is nothing wrong with playing football without shoes, but isn't it the same as having no feet without your magic power? How can you play football with disabled feet.

Zhang Jian felt that this was a bit too cruel, and he couldn't bear to say it, so he had to change his words and said: "Demon martial arts is a complete system of combining magic and martial arts moves, and magic and martial arts moves are indispensable, just like chopsticks, any one of them will lose its most basic function." If you don't inject magic power, no matter how exquisite your Baguazhang is, it's just an empty handle, and it has no power at all!

Chu Hang raised his eyebrows again and said, "Common sense is used to break. I admit that magic is inseparable from magic power, but I don't think that without magic power, you can't become a demon warrior, even if you really can't become a demon warrior, it's a big deal to remove the word 'demon' and become a martial artist. Who can say that a martial artist can't win a demon warrior?"

Zhang Jian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said: "You are not breaking common sense, but fighting against the demonic martial arts civilization that has been perfected for hundreds of years! The end of civilization is coming, and the strange disappearance of internal force means the complete decline of traditional martial artists, unless the internal force reappears, there will never be a day for martial artists to turn over! You have also experienced it yourself just now, you use your flesh palm to hit Sun Ye's earthy body, there is no magic and no internal force, it is the same reason as a meat bun hitting a rock. Sun Ye was unharmed, but your palm was almost useless!"

Chu Hang pursed his lips and said, "It's sure to be the case now, but it doesn't mean that it will still be the case in the future." If my strength is a little bigger, if my palm is a little harder, I may not be able to smash Sun Ye's Tugang. When the meat buns turn into iron buns and are launched with a bazooka, no matter how hard the rock is, it can be smashed to pieces!"

Zhang Jian couldn't help frowning, as a teacher, he shouldn't use any words to hit his students, but for Chu Hang, the saying that blocking is better than sparse is not applicable, this child is too individual, and too willful.

He can beat his palms to the blood today, who knows what he will do tomorrow?

Chu Hang can't be reasoned with ordinary people!

The best way is to force him to cherish life and stay away from demonic martial arts.

Zhang Jian thought of this and said: "You are a crooked reason, no matter how hard a person's palm is, it is impossible to be as hard as steel, no matter how great a person's strength is, it is impossible to reach the impact of a bazooka, and it is impossible for a meat bun to become an iron cannonball! It has been a hundred years since the birth of the demonic martial civilization, and the warrior is like an endangered rare animal, and there has never been a martial artist to defeat the demonic warrior!"

Chu Hang raised his eyebrows again and said: "There is no road in the world, until someone steps on the thorns, the first road appears." I also want to take the broad road of demon martial arts, but God confiscated the ticket for magic power, so I can only find another way, if I can't become a demon warrior, then I will become a martial artist, and be the first martial artist in the world to overturn a demon warrior!"

Zhang Jian was stunned for a while, heard Chu Hang's determination, and secretly said that this kid usually looks like he doesn't care about anything, how can he become such a stubborn temper when he mentions demon martial arts?

Zhang Jian felt even more that he couldn't let the Demon Martial Arts delay this child with plastic talents, and said bitterly: "You kid, should you say that you are too smart, or are you occasionally confused? There are so many roads in the world, even if the "Demon Martial Arts" doesn't let you go, you don't have to find another way, don't you just take other paths? For example, if you are a Demon Martial Arts analyst, scholar, professor, or even a high school teacher, what can you not succeed in with your intelligence? Even if you still like games in the future, the teacher believes that you will be able to make a career in the game industry. You are the gold that always shines! Why let the demons delay your life?"

Chu Hang smiled slightly.

He suddenly remembered Su Zhilong, a demonic genius who represented the country in the world championship in his twenties, but in the next ten years of his demonic martial arts career, he participated in the world championship ten times and stopped in the quarterfinals ten times.

After a decade of dreaming of becoming a World Champion, Su Zhilong suffered repeated setbacks, and in the final years of his career, he was even more ill and not as strong as before.

However, even in the most miserable final year, he still gritted his teeth and played in the domestic trials, went to the world championship again, and even if he stopped in the quarterfinals again, he still did not give up his dream.

Su Zhilong once said such a sentence, and Chu Hang still feels deeply touched.

At this moment, Chu Hang replied to Zhang Jian with this sentence, "There is always a battle in life that you know you will lose but still want to lose your liver and brains, called a dream. ”

Chu Hang's eyes were bright, and he said extremely seriously: "My dream is to become a Demon Martial World Champion, if I can't become a Demon Martial Artist, then I will become a martial artist and complete this dream." ”

Zhang Jian was speechless, and said after a long while: "It is commendable to stick to your dreams, but the premise is to see your own limits." It's a dream to be a president, and it's also a dream to dominate the universe, but you can't always persevere, right? Winning the Demon Martial Arts World Championship as a martial artist is something that only the protagonist in the novel can do, right?"

Chu Hang raised his eyebrows and said, "What if I'm the protagonist in the novel?"

Zhang Jian was stunned and said: "Just a minute before the game, didn't you complain that you read too many third-rate novels of Sun Ye, and said that you are not the protagonist, and you don't have the aura of those bloody protagonists?"

Chu Hang nodded, and said as a matter of course: "It's true that I'm not the protagonist in Sun Ye's mouth, but that's just because...... The story about me is not some third-rate novel. ”

Zhang Jian was dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"

Chu Hang lifted his glasses and coughed lightly: "In this first-class novel about dreams, of course I am the protagonist. ”

Zhang Jian was stunned.

Today he finally realized the truth that the world must remember

- What Chu Hang, this bastard said, he can't even believe the punctuation!

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