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"Oh! I know what the use of all this is now? I'm still going to die in the end anyway, buddy, I'm going to take the college entrance exam right away! I'm going to be a college student, and you actually killed me! I don't want to blame you now, after all, it doesn't change the outcome. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Parake-b-" A lazy voice suddenly sounded above us.

We looked up and snapped.

"Holy!" there was a guy hanging above us, oh no, crouching in the air, and looking down at us. The guy was supposed to be an uncle in his forties, with round-framed eyes, hair that reached the base of his ears, blown in the air, and a stack of papers in his hand, where he sketched and drawn.

"Bi Ke, as your homeroom teacher, how can you save my face!"

Lyco's face was more ugly than ever before, as if he had seen something more terrible than death, his whole face was dark purple and his pupils were terrified.

"Dude, shouldn't you be worried about the three hundred transparent warriors in front of you?" I patted Lycoe on the shoulder.

"This guy is so terrible than those guys!" he said, "I'd rather be killed by them!"

"Go back to 30,000 squats and non-stop jumps, tame the 800-pound bear test, suspend outing activities, and only give two seconds of rest every day!"

"Two seconds! It's just a breath! You're crazy, aren't you?

Uncle raised his glasses and looked at me. Emerald green eyes stared at me.

"Humans! What do you say!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong. "I don't know what I'm wrong, but the moment he looked at me, I completely felt the air pressure of hundreds of pounds, and I didn't want to cause any more trouble at this time.

The moment he spoke, he was already like a great enemy.

The uncle jumped out of the air, he was dressed like an Italian gentleman, a black silk vest in a brown-red suit, plus a delicate brooch pinned to the chest, about 1.9 meters tall, his tall figure and spotless leather shoes made him look like a model who had just come down the runway.

He slowly took off his coat, and I wondered in my heart, how could this guy stand so easily, wasn't there three hundred transparent monsters on the roof of the entire building?

He wrapped his hands around his sleeves, then stood there like a baseball player, turned his head to look ahead, stood in the best position with his feet rubbed, ready, his own clothes hanging in the air.

"Miracle - home run!"

I only heard a group of empty screams, and the building under my feet was split in two, and the building in front of me seemed to be thrown to the opposite side with a wave of the Buddha's big palm. All I could hear was a rumbling sound and dust rising from below, and dust covered the sky.

His chest rose and fell violently after the swing.

"I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I can only be a teacher when I'm old. After saying that, he squatted down, turned his head sideways, and looked at Bi Ke with an unhappy face, and the uncle straightened his hair by the way, and I found that his sideburns were white.

"You're not tired, you know what you just did, you actually used your clothes to split half of the building in two, how did you do it?"

Apparently unsurprised, he calmly explained to me. "No matter what he uses, even a pencil can destroy buildings, because his skill is 'baseball skill', which means that he can swing whatever he holds, and as long as he stands within range of his swing, he will be knocked flying. ”

"So the building also flew out? What kind of logic is this, are you normal people?"

Bike looked at me, his mouth tightly closed, unwilling to say more.

But he held his bleeding arm and muttered for a while, saying:

"We are not normal people, but we are human beings. ”

"Then why doesn't the uncle admit that he is human, but instead says that I am human. ”

"Because he's narcissistic, he thinks he's a god! But I don't think there's much distance between him and God, and is there anyone in the world who can whip half a building away with a wave of his own clothes?"

Bike's eyes involuntarily shone brightly.

"He is a legend and one of the five elders of our school. ”

I watched as the steel bars of the building under my feet were pulled away, and the crooked steel bars hung aside like noodles, as if I was kneeling down to worship my uncle. Smoke and dust rose from the building opposite, like a giant mushroom growing rapidly.

"Mushroom clouds?" I looked ahead at a cloud of dust estimated twice the diameter of our school.

I looked at the panting uncle in front of me, and decisively gave him a new nickname - the humanoid atomic bomb.

The uncle put on his clothes again at this time, and there was dense sweat on his face. Turning to look at me, I thought he would reach out to me, and then the face with the thick blue stubble smiled and said, "Go home, kid." But when he turned around, that condescending expression remained the same.

The reason why we fantasize is because the reality is too elusive, it seems that my fantasy is not realistic at all, the uncle turned around, his face was as cold as frost, and looked at me calmly, "It's your next turn, do you want me to do you a favor and let you go directly to Deathland, you know that there is still some distance from Deathland, I can fly you directly to the center of Deathland." ”

Phoke had a black line on his face when he heard this, and I was already petrified.

"Teacher Ouyang~" Bi Kegang wanted to explain.

"Shut up!" Teacher Ouyang obviously didn't give him a part in interjecting.

As he spoke, he began to roll up his sleeves, "Since you can see Bike, it means that you still have some talent, but we don't need people with some talent in our world." "The index finger and thumb are closed together as he speaks.

What we need is - genius, I've seen a lot like you, if I'm not mistaken, you should be able to see me, but, I'm still sorry, I'm Bike's teacher, I have to be responsible for him, today is the first time this kid has really gone on a mission, I came out to check, I didn't expect their group to risk my students' lives to save you for you. Saying this, he suddenly gritted his teeth in displeasure.

Then he looked at me with his cat-like emerald green eyes and stayed for a while.

"So I'm giving you two choices, either die or take a test - and then die!"

"Isn't that the same?" I wondered.

He continued to roll up his sleeves, his hair-covered thick arm and right hand exposed, looking at the posture, if I didn't choose, I would not even have a choice in the end.

"It's different, as a human being, you still have a chance to be saved by me, but if you choose the first one, you can directly enjoy a ride on the Sky Express. ”

When he said this, I had 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in my heart, and I had never wanted to rush over and beat people up but didn't dare to do it, because this guy in front of me was too strong to be angry at all.

"Test!"

"Okay!" Teacher Ouyang smiled, and then jerked something from the air behind him, but I really couldn't see it, it couldn't be what it was just now.

"Actually, I think you kid should choose to test, otherwise you wouldn't give up. ”

Bi Ke immediately stepped forward to stop Teacher Ouyang.

"Teacher, teacher, I can't even deal with this level, you actually handed it over to a human from the inner world who has nothing, and you don't even give him time for training. ”

"Smack!" the stamps of five fingers appeared on Rick's face.

"You are the worst student in my senior year in Class A, if this kid is less talented than you, then why should I need a worse student, I am a teacher who only teaches geniuses. A gust of wind ruffled his dark red trench coat, and strands of hair swayed in front of his emerald green eyes.

When I listened and felt a lot of pressure coming from above, I looked up, but there was nothing in the sky.

It's not that I haven't seen someone hanged, but the person in front of me is-God hanging!

Bi Ke is a bad student in his class, so I don't even have the qualifications to enter the school, think about it, I have no chance of winning, but I have to fight! If I don't fight, I will die, and if I want to die, I have to bleed and dry up before admitting defeat!

Teacher Ouyang said to the turbid air in front of him, "You are not allowed to kill him, you are not allowed to enter the body without my permission, you will have a life-and-death struggle, if this human race wins, I will tear you to pieces on the spot." If only ......"

He turned to look at me, "If you lose, you can live, go down, go." He emphasized, word by word.

As he spoke, I suddenly thought of my parents, friends, classmates, and life. Do they know I'm dead now? My way of dying is estimated to be in the headlines of newspapers or a news column in WeChat. A high school student whose heart was gouged out. Then I started reporting on my life-long process. I wonder if a life and death like me will lead to a discussion about learning and life? I wonder if my former buddies will speak ill of me, and if my first girlfriend is surrounded by someone better than me?

The more I thought about it, the more chaotic my heart became, but I gritted my teeth, stood up suddenly, took off my tattered clothes, and threw them off the rooftop.