Chapter 12: Slip under me
This high mountain, his king sword is overturned!
The classmates and teacher over there, Song Chu, had not yet come back to their senses because of the shocking fact that Wang Jian, an ordinary person, had actually defeated a martial artist, but found that Wang Jian had actually started to confront Zhou Linghui, the strongest man in the class!
"Is this Wang Jian really dying, he thinks that if he defeats Xiao Dong, he will be able to provoke Zhou Linghui?"
"Zhou Linghui and Xiao Dong are not at the same level at all, and the defeat of ordinary people with good physical fitness often happens in the early stage of enlightenment, but Zhou Linghui is a late stage of enlightenment, and Xiao Dong's strength is fundamentally different from heaven and earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"You told me to get out of the way?" Zhou Linghui looked at Wang Jian lightly, saw a hint of battle intent in Wang Jian's eyes, and then smiled condensedly.
His tall legs parted into a small slit, and he looked down at Wang Jian and said, "It's okay to go over, step under me." β
Wang Jian only felt that his fingertips were grasping the barrel of the gun, and there was a sound that almost broke the plastic handle.
"Whew......" But after a few moments, he let out a long breath.
He knew that now was not the time, he had only been promoted overnight yesterday, and as long as there was a pendant, there would definitely be a few times to avenge this humiliating revenge in the future!
Wang Jian's eyes stared at Zhou Linghui for a long time, and then he moved away and passed by Zhou Linghui.
"Haha, Wang Jian turned away, no matter how much he pretended to be bullish, didn't he have to admit it in front of Zhou Linghui? β
Behind him, there was a mocking voice in the ears of the preacher Wang Jian, and he just took it as the wind in his ears.
Anyway, everything depends on the test in nine days.
As long as he is promoted to a more powerful combat power in these nine days, it is not impossible to get his face back!
Inserting the spear back into the gun rack, Wang Jian came to the shocked group of students who had not opened the internal force, and gently sat down on the ground to calm the fatigue caused by the battle.
The student who had not opened the internal force looked at Wang Jian in disbelief, in the high school of this era, especially among the students of the third year of high school, almost all those who did not open the internal force concluded that it was impossible to turn over in their lifetime, and this Wang Jian actually defeated a warrior with a body without internal strength?
Although I often hear similar things on TV or in legends, legends are just legends after all, and seeing such an existence appear in front of me is still extremely terrifying for this group of students at this moment.
Ordinary people can also defeat warriors, aren't they waste?
Wang Jian didn't care what the people around him thought, he was just resting at this time, while secretly analyzing his first battle in the true sense.
"The strength of the warrior is stronger than I imagined, and this battle with Xiao Dong is only because he is too light on the enemy and caused my victory, if I do it again, I may not be able to win. β
On this day, Wang Jian was in thought.
After school in the evening, Bai Feng was still beside Wang Jian, talking endlessly about how powerful Wang Jian was at that time, how shocked the teachers and classmates were, as if he was weaker than Wang Jian, but in fact, Bai Feng's strength was also a late-stage existence, far stronger than Wang Jian, and not much worse than that Zhou Linghui.
"Bai Feng, can you do me a favor?"
Suddenly, Wang Jian, who was walking at the intersection of his home, opened his mouth and stopped his friend Bai Feng, who was leaving.
"What's the busy, let's say. Bai Feng asked with some curiosity.
"To tell you the truth, I seem to have an open mind these days, and I have a rapid understanding of marksmanship, if I want to improve my strength in the near future, I need someone to accompany me to practice guns, but my strength may be too weak, it won't help you if you don't do it well, if you want to......"
"I'll go, do you think I'm a friend? See you at the community refining ground after dinner. I'd love to see if I can stop your amazing marksmanship, hurry up. Bai Feng waved his hand without waiting for Wang Jian to finish speaking.
Wang Jian smiled.
With this kind of friend, he is really content.
Half an hour later......
"Wow, Wang Jian, what is this trick called? It's pretty powerful. β
"Uh, you actually have to rest for two minutes after using it? I'll go, how do you still have energy pills, tell my brother if you are rich, where do you get so much spare money. β
In the Tongjulou community, two figures were in the dim light, and the refining ground equipped with the community quickly staggered.
This forgestation is like the community fitness equipment in the first century AD, and in today's Earth era, it is the standard facility of almost every community.
Of course, this kind of public facilities, don't ask for perfect conditions.
For Wang Jian, it is impossible for him to go to the training room of the Martial Arts Alliance every day to lose money, and it is already extremely rare for him to be able to get Bai Feng, a sparring partner who exists in the late stage of enlightenment, in the community.
Another hour later.
Wang Jian dragged his tired body back home.
To be honest, practicing with Bai Feng with the body of an ordinary person, there was hardly much gain, in addition to the understanding of the reaction speed that existed in the later stage of the opening of the body, what was more than a deep despair in Wang Jian's heart was nothing more than that.
There is no other reason, even if his friend Bai Feng is just playing with him, but Wang Jian can't even force out a trace of the other party's real strength, it is simply a gap in strength between heaven and earth!
However, people fight for a piece of skin, and after nine days, they don't really want him to fight Zhou Linghui head-on, as long as he works hard to achieve half of the opponent's results, he will win, and Wang Jian will not give up.
"Brother, you're back. If you don't have the talent, you still learn from others to work so hard, be careful not to break your body. β
Wang Lin couldn't help but be a little worried when she saw Wang Jian return home, she knew that Wang Jian, who had been lazy because of his talent in the past few days, was extremely the battle as if he had changed someone, and she was very worried about whether he had gone mad.
You must know that in this era, there are one or two cases of ordinary people dying of overwork because they want to become warriors too much.
"Don't worry, I know what's important. Wang Jian covered the chest that was accidentally swept by Bai Feng's palm, and when he was seen by the little sister, he couldn't help but worry.
After taking a shower and returning to the room, Wang Jian sat directly on the bed.
"No, I can't sleep yet. There's one more thing I need to confirm......"
Wang Jian gritted his teeth and stood up, the efforts of the past two days seemed a little magical to him, to be honest, even if Wang Jian worked hard, he was just an ordinary person, but at this moment, he had a kind of motivation, and wanted to devote himself to the efforts to become stronger without rest!
Maybe Wang Jian is such a character, or maybe the secret of the pendant is stimulating him, of course, it is more likely that the ten-day appointment with Zhou Linghui has a huge motivation for him.
Now Wang Jian's hard work, if he continues to maintain it and form a habit, even if all kinds of motivation disappear in the future, maybe it will become his daily routine because of getting used to it, and people with this kind of hard will, as long as they give him a small chance, then the possibility of success is extremely huge!
Of course, Wang Jian has now grasped the opportunity, and this opportunity is the azure pendant in his arms, which hangs all the time!
Taking out the pendant, Wang Jian looked at the mysterious blue ripples on it, and after taking a long breath a few times, he groaned for a moment.
"Rune ......"
After pondering for a while, he didn't hesitate without any hesitation, and directly exerted force!
The sharp edge of the net pocket on the surface of the pendant scratched Wang Jian's fingers, and a trace of blood dripped onto the surface of the azure stone inside the pendant.
The next moment, a faint blue luster lit up the whole room.