"It's ......"

As far as Mo Bai's eyes could see, on the tray at the edge of the display case, there were seven irregularly shaped blades, which would be difficult for the naked eye to notice if it weren't for the flashing black light of the blades. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If you look closely, those blades are as clear as jade, I don't know what material they are forged from, and they are of different shapes, all of them are only the size of knuckles, but they are extremely sharp.

"Like some kind of fragment......" was transferred to the sign.

"Samsung general equipment, broken Yuan shuttle, function unknown. ”

A simple line of words, but it is better than nothing, and it is no different from nonsense.

But I don't know why, there is an inexplicable throbbing in Mo Bai's heart, as if there is something in his body that is resonating with these blades, and it seems that the blades are calling him. There is some unknown connection between them.

This feeling is indescribable and unclear, but it is real.

"This is ...... There is the breath of His Majesty the Holy Emperor!"

In his mind, Yan Ruyu's unbelievable voice suddenly sounded.

"Something to do with my past life?"

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Bai suddenly realized.

"Not bad. Yan Ruyu's voice was very solemn, "That feeling is very familiar, I won't admit it." ”

"Then pick it. ”

Without thinking too much, Mo Bai opened the glass in front of the display case and took out the seven sharp blades with his sixth sense.

Taking one of them and holding it in his hand, Mo Bai subconsciously poured the thunder attribute fighting qi into it, but it seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no reaction.

"Strange. Frowning incomprehensibly, Mo Bai immediately released this piece of broken Yuan Shuo, it stands to reason that under the drive of the fighting spirit, the equipment should change.

It seems that this "broken yuan shuttle" should still need a lot of thought.

"Teacher Luo, I'm fine. ”

Looking at Mo Bai, who was slowly coming with seven jet-black blades floating around him, a touch of surprise immediately appeared on Luo Lan's handsome face, and he said, "Broken Yuan Suo?"

"Yes. ”

Mo Bai nodded, the other party's abnormal reaction made him frown slightly, and looked at Luo Lan who was slowly getting up in confusion, "Teacher, is there any problem?"

"Mo Bai, why did you choose this?"

Luo Lan was quite surprised, "This thing is the most worthless weapon in the entire exhibition hall, it has been placed here for an unknown number of years, maybe it has existed here since the founding of this academy, but it has never been chosen as a weapon." ”

"Why is this happening?"

Mo Bai looked at the seven pieces of broken Yuan Shuttle rotating around him, and asked puzzledly, "Since it has no value, why is it classified as a three-star equipment and placed on this layer?"

Luo Lan stretched out his hand to take a piece, put it in front of him to take a closer look, and said, "This thing contains ancient runes hidden inside that even the top alchemists in the world can't understand, and the material is so hard that even extraordinary fighters can't crush it. But other than that, it doesn't have any special effect, and there have been countless people in history who have injected their fighting spirit into it, but they can't urge it. Generations have not been able to research any results, and over time, it has become a worthless scrap, but considering the particularity of its material and the miracle of the runes inside, it is still attributed to three-star level equipment. But to be honest, this thing really doesn't really do much for fighters. ”

"Oh...... It turns out that this seemingly inconspicuous broken Yuan Suo still has such a history. ”

Mo Bai's eyes were in a trance, and the scene of the alchemists of the past dynasties studying the broken Yuan Shuo involuntarily appeared in his mind, and after a while, he smiled at Luo Lanwan: "But it doesn't matter, I think it has a fate with me, even if it can't be used in battle, it's good to take it back and study it." ”

"Well, since you're interested in it, take it, anyway, in the future, you won't be short of any high-end equipment. ”

Seeing that Mo Bai had made up his mind, Luo Lan smiled and didn't say anything more, "Okay, let's go." ”

Broken Yuan Shuo, this is the first piece of equipment Mo Bai gets, although he may not be able to see through the mystery, but he has no regrets about choosing this weapon and equipment that is somehow related to his previous life.

......

A month later, the first semester of the first year ended, and most of them went home for the New Year, but Mo Bai still stayed in his villa to concentrate on cultivation. Anyway, there was nothing important at home, so I only went home to reunite with my parents for a few days around the Chinese New Year, and then went back to school to practice.

During the three-month vacation, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and by the time the second semester began, his fighting spirit had reached level fourteen, and his physical body had always been at the forefront, reaching the peak of level nineteen, approaching the level of level twenty, and his qi and blood were vigorous, and he had truly reached the state of invulnerability.

A few days after the start of school, Paul brought Mo Bai, who had skipped school as usual, a huge headache.

In order to improve the actual combat quality of new students, the school has set up a course of actual combat exercises, and first-year students have to have combat training with their classmates every morning, and even have a cross-department battle once a week.

And this kind of course, the school will never allow you to miss class, so whether it is Nalan Jun and Fu David, who usually skip class and spend a lot of time, or Mo Bai, who hides in the basement and cultivates all day, they must participate.

The meaning of the school is obvious, you can skip the class, but you must not fall behind in cultivation. According to the regulations of Jiedeng Academy, if you can't reach level 50, you will not graduate, and the school is obliged to train everyone to at least level 50.

I have to find time every day to accompany a group of students in the teens to fight, to be honest, Mo Bai is very reluctant, but when I think about it from the position of the school, I am relieved.

After all, the people who can study here are among the best geniuses in the world, and if they don't succeed in the end, they will inevitably be criticized for being criticized as a teacher.

It is no wonder that the relevant regulations have also been written on the admission letter, if a student is really willing to fall due to force majeure factors and is unwilling to progress, the school will also expel him in time, so as not to tear down his own signboard.

But they are not willing to give up any genius unless they have to, after all, it will also cause some damage to their reputation.

Therefore, within the scope of tolerance, the school naturally tries to let every child grow steadily and not fall behind.

Even those students who are loose by nature have to make them improve even if they use coercive means.

However, for freshmen who have just entered the school, such a mandatory morning exercise is undoubtedly a kind of torture.

After all, most of the veteran first-year students who have been in the academy for two or three years are already above the fifteenth or sixth level, and some are even close to the twentieth level.

According to many people's speculation, even Mo Bai and Moon Night Ji, who won the title of the first day of the grade after defeating the Moon Night Ji, are probably not the opponents of some old students, it is one thing to be talented, and it is another thing to not be as good as a parent in cultivation time.

......

In the early spring morning, the sky was still a little gloomy, the sun was lazily refusing to climb out of the mountain, and the entire Jiedeng College was shrouded in a white and cold fog, and the lampposts that were still shining were hazy, showing a bit of mystery.

The first-year students wearing thin college uniforms have come to the five-acre Douzhan Square on the east side of the teaching building.

The five classes of earth, wind, water, fire, and thunder that came to the Fighting Square occupied the five divisions in the center of the upper and lower left and right, and under the leadership of their respective class teachers, they began to conduct morning fighting drills.

The matchmaking of Jiedeng Academy is always so simple, and it is a random match in the form of a lottery, so that this matching method with unknown results can mobilize the interest of each child to a certain extent, and secondly, it allows students to adapt to different types of battles by matching different opponents every day.

It's not a competition, and naturally there is no reward, but those who lose are punished. In fact, this kind of unfair duel, even if there is no reward and punishment system, will not affect the children's self-motivation, after all, people want to save face, especially children who have little to do, and they are particularly strong, and no one wants to be defeated in public.

This is especially true for the freshmen who are a lot behind the old students, who are always bullied by the old students, which will indirectly stimulate their fighting spirit to work hard, and this is also something that the school likes to see and can even say to be deliberately promoted.

"Haha, too weak, too weak!"

Teacher Sasha's whistle fell, and a fifteenth-level old student quickly struck, punching the unfortunate new student to the ground, and laughing condescendingly, "You are only a tenth-level student, how can you fight with me? ”

The freshman wiped his nosebleed, stood up with an unwilling face, shook his dizzy head, stared at his opponent with his eyes, immediately gritted his teeth, stepped on the soles of his feet again, and burst out with electric sparks all over his body, rushing away.

Then he was trampled under the feet of the jokingly old student.

This battle took place next to Mo Bai, and the victory or defeat was already clear in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, congenital transcendental, don't patronize and look at others, your opponent is here, why don't you let the horse come over?"

On the opposite side, an eighteenth-level boy with cockscomb hair was tilting his head to provoke Mo Bai, who was obviously a little absent-minded, with a sneer on his face. As the best of the old students, he has absolute confidence to trample on the latter.

After all, he was also present when Mo Bai and Moon Night Ji faced off, although the final result was Mo Bai's victory, but he knew that the key point of that victory was that Mo Bai used tricks to make the other party underestimate the enemy.

"At that time, Mo Bai's own strength was only level ten, even in the past three months, I don't think there will be much progress, as long as I am careful of his unknown high-level fighting skills, I can easily defeat him......"

The cockscomb head secretly weighed in his heart.

Mo Bai turned a deaf ear to his words, and looked at a miserable scream again, only to see another freshman being beaten away by the old student, and he had no power to fight back.

"This kind of battle can indeed inspire those weak freshmen, but for me......"

Mo Bai shook his head secretly, this level of battle, for himself who has now surpassed level 20 in terms of overall combat strength, it can't play any role in sharpening at all.

"The battle has begun, Mo Bai, give me concentration!"

Suddenly, at this time, a low and subtle thunder roar rolled in, and it was the eighteenth-level cockscomb head running thunder and fighting qi approaching, and a punch surrounded by thunder and lightning smashed towards Mo Bai.

Behind him, a strange beast with thunder and lightning burst appeared, it was the thunder nine-star fighting spirit, the Qilin.

Mo Bai didn't even bother to look at him, he didn't even show his fighting spirit, he waved his hand lightly, and slapped the cockscomb head in the face with seemingly indifferent feelings.

The moment his complexion changed miserably, the cockscomb head flew upside down in the sky......

"Boring Combat ......"

Looking at the old student who couldn't even take it with a light palm, Mo Bai pursed his lips helplessly, and he was excited.