Chu Hang is not a person who gives up lightly, but he gave up the magic martial arts ten years ago, no matter how sad and unwilling he is, he can only accept the reality helplessly in the end.

Some people say that time makes people forget about pain, but this is not the case, time just makes people accustomed to pain. Chu Hang thought that after ten years, he should have forgotten the sadness of giving up the magic core, but he didn't expect that the sadness countercurrent would only happen overnight.

Last night was a sleepless night, and the adventure of crossing into the world of game consoles allowed Chu Hang to practice magic martial arts again, and endless magic power flowed through his body, as if the dream that had been out of reach suddenly turned around and smiled. Chu Hang couldn't help but be enthusiastic, his fighting spirit burned, and he practiced demon martial arts selflessly, palm after palm, as if he had smashed all the unwillingness.

However, in fact, he didn't smash anything, and when he returned to reality, the collapsed demon core was still shriveled up, despair was still there, and nothing had changed.

The adventure did not create a miracle, let alone leave any golden fingers, Chu Hang is still the same Chu Hang, still the "waste man" who cannot mobilize magic power and is completely insulated from the magic force.

But there is one thing that has quietly changed - Chu Hang's love and desire for demonic martial arts is like an inexhaustible weed, and it is crazy to regenerate when the spring breeze blows, and it is out of control!

If a man is really dead, he will no longer have nostalgia, but once he resurrects, he will be even crazier than a woman.

This sentence explains most men's attitude towards love, but at this time, if it is used to describe Chu Hang's state of mind towards Demon Martial Arts, it is very appropriate.

Now Chu Hang has no way to give up the magic martial arts again, and it is even more difficult than ten years ago.

Therefore, when he walked to the fork in the road that he had to pass every day, he hesitated for a long time, even if the hustle and bustle in the Demon Martial Arts Arena, the blood was excited, and it was a luxury that he was destined not to join, he still had the desire to take a look, even if it was just from a distance.

But in the end, Chu Hang suppressed this restless desire and chose to the left.

Because Chu Hang knew very well that if he really looked at it from a distance, he couldn't help but take a step forward, a step forward, keep getting closer, and even try to join it, and finally couldn't extricate himself.

For a demon martial arts waste with a collapsed demon core, the most cruel thing is not that there is no way to cultivate demon martial arts, but that after stepping into the world of demon martial arts desperately, he can only stand alone at the foot of the mountain, watching others climb the mountain of demon martial arts.

The closer you try, the deeper you hurt, and the deeper you hurt, the harder it is to escape, and it's a vicious circle.

Chu Hang has always been smart and rational, so he didn't let his desire drag him into the abyss.

It's just that after less than ten minutes, when he came to the same fork in the road again, could Chu Hang still make the right choice rationally again?

Because Yang Fan lit a cigarette in the classroom again, because the game console mutated and did not bring it to school, because he was bored and idle, because he was ...... In short, for various reasons, Chu Hang, who was wandering around the school to pass the time, came to a fork in the road for the second time.

Left?

Or to the right?

Reason?

Or is it emotional?

This time, Chu Hang was silent for half an hour.

Like a frozen stone sculpture, standing quietly, gazing at the two ends of the fork in the road, the silence and tranquility on the left, the hustle and bustle on the right, as if leading to two different worlds, as if leading to two very different destinies.

There is no doubt that Chu Hang should choose to the left again. Everyone has their own place, some people live in high-rise buildings, some people are in deep ditches, some people are bright, some people are rusty, this is fate. Ambitious politicians care about the future, hungry beggars worry about money, this is the truth of the world, there is no other way around.

"Go to TM Truth!"

This was the first sentence that Chu Hang had been silent for half an hour.

Low, angry, and a hint of pleasure.

This time

Chu Hang resolutely walked to the right.

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There are a total of five magic martial arts halls in Yuying High School, which vary in size and cost. Among them, the Xuanwu Pavilion is ranked third, neither high nor low, which is suitable as a competition venue for the class prelude.

The Demon Martial Arts Stadium is a multi-purpose venue integrating training, competition, competition, and teaching, and the Xuanwu Stadium is naturally no exception, being divided into four areas, and the class sequence is arranged in the competition area.

The ring in the center of the competition area is a square field with a length and width of 100 meters, and the regular football field is generally 105 meters long and 68 meters wide, but the standard magic ring is larger than the football field. Obviously, there is a great difference between demonic martial arts and boxing, fighting, traditional martial arts, etc., and the narrow ring with an area of dozens of square meters is not enough for the demonic warrior to let go of his hands and feet and use all his means.

The auditorium around the ring is huge enough to accommodate 3,000 people, and this is only the third ranked Demon Martial Arts Hall in Yuying High School, and the status of the "competition" of Demon Martial Arts in this era can be imagined.

It's just that the scale of 3,000 people now seems to be a bit extravagant, after all, the class sequence is only a school grade competition, in this era of urban events, provincial events, and even national events, even the school level competition is not even a class order competition is only concerned about their own interests of the senior high school students, and the entire senior high school students add up to more than 500 people, so there are only so many spectators who come to watch this class sequence.

Chu Hang found the area where the third class was located, he walked in from the entrance behind the audience, and deliberately found a remote corner, without alarming anyone, because the game was at a critical juncture, so no one seemed to notice the quiet arrival of this strange scholar who was firmly absent from the demon martial arts class.

Chu Hang sat down and soon figured out the current situation of the game, because the two senior high school students who served as the commentators of the class sequence were chattering and were frantically introducing the battle situation.

Demon martial arts event commentary is obviously also a very popular profession in this era, and class or school competitions are the best way for students with this ambition to accumulate experience.

According to the introduction of the commentary, Chu Hang learned that what is still going on is still the second-class to third-class prelude, which is a best-of-five team game, and the second class is currently in the lead with two wins and one loss, and is about to come to the fourth match point game.

In this match point game, the second class sent Xie Wenbao, who ranked ninth in the school, and the third class sent Zhou Zhimo, who ranked thirteenth in the school.

It's just one minute of conversation time before the game, but Xie Wenbao and Zhou Zhimo are both taciturn tough guys, and neither of them speaks, unlike some scheming who will use the dialogue time to try to provoke each other and confuse each other's mentality.

The players are silent, but the commentators can't shut up, and the two commentators begin to analyze the strength of the players, trying to predict the outcome of the battle.

This is a commonly used topic of field control in commentary, but these two are still students after all, and they are a little tender after all, and after analyzing them, they all think that Xie Wenbao in the second class can easily win.

——Xie Wenbao is ranked four places higher than Zhou Zhimo in the school, and Xie Wenbao is an amateur fifth dan, but Zhou Zhimo is only an amateur third dan, plus the second class has won the match point, Xie Wenbao's psychological advantage will be greater, so Xie Wenbao will most likely win.

The two young students analyzed the contestants from such a superficial and one-sided perspective, but their tones were very firm, as if they would be able to predict success, and the two sang and harmonized, and the victory or defeat of the game seemed to be clear at a glance.

This will obviously be extremely useful to the students of the second class, but it will make the students of the third class resentful.

Chu Hang, who was also a student in the third class, didn't start scolding and explaining like a few male classmates not far away, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

Explanations that are too biased are often unprofessional and unprofessional, which is not only unfair, but also often slapped in the face. When the explanation analysis error is slapped in the face, people will laugh at it as "poisoned milk", but in fact, this is simply the ignorance caused by the lack of professionalism in the explanation.

Never look down on any player, always be in awe of miracles, this is the attitude that a professional commentator should have.

"Classmate Chu Hang...... Who do you think will win?"

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling Chu Hang, who was pondering.

Chu Hang hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw a beautiful girl sitting on the seat to his right at some point.

The girl wore a ponytail, parted bangs, and exposed her forehead, looking lively and innocent, her big eyes blinking and her long eyelashes fluttering, which reminded people of a children's rhyme - "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars." ”

Banhua classmates!

Chu Hang immediately recognized the girl's identity. Although he was in the same class as this girl in the third year of high school, and the next table had only spoken to the girl for the first time yesterday for a month, Chu Hang had some impressions of this classmate, after all, pleasing things are easy to pierce people's eyes, not to mention that Chu Hangsheng never forgot it.

It's just that yesterday's conversation ended in a hurry with the unfriendly words "oral teaching", Chu Hang thought that this girl would treat herself as a dangerous person in a short period of time, but he didn't expect that only a day later, she leaned over again.

Chu Hang has a headache, what he is not good at dealing with is beautiful girls, such as Su Liuli, such as Chu Yanran, so he has always stayed away from strange beautiful girls.

"Classmate Chu Hang?"

Seeing that Chu Hang was stunned and didn't react, Ye Yunxi whispered again.

Chu Hang suddenly came to his senses, he must not beat around the bush about girls, sometimes girls are better at stalking than boys, this is Chu Hang's painful experience over the years.

Chu Hang thought about this, and hurriedly replied: "I never predict the outcome of any battle, the lion fighting the rabbit should not be taken lightly, and the mantis arm blocking the car should not give up lightly." Mosquitoes may not be able to bite elephants, and there is no absolute victory or defeat to have the meaning of fighting, so predictions are meaningless. ”

Ye Yunxi was stunned for a few seconds, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "I don't think so." There is no absolute victory, but there must be a difference between strength and weakness, the real prediction is not speculation, but through data analysis to draw conclusions, just like the weather forecast, maybe one or two times wrong, but most of the time can accurately report whether it is sunny or rainy, because the success rate of the prediction is high enough, so we believe in the weather forecast, don't we?"

Chu Hang was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Ban Hua to give such a sharp rebuttal, but this couldn't refute him, but he had the heart to refute it again, but considering how "self-masochistic" arguing with a girl was, he was a little hesitant.

Ye Yunxi blinked, and suddenly said with a sly smile: "Classmate Chu Hang, I predict that Zhou Zhimo will win, and he will end the game within thirty moves, since Classmate Chu Hang thinks that the prediction is meaningless, why don't we make a bet, okay?"