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Seeing his hesitation, the teenagers in the class were about to scold their mother. What are you pretending to be? Reluctantly, it's your luck that people are looking for you. What do you really think you can coach?

Regardless of the envious, jealous and hateful gazes around her, Zeng Xiaoren began to explain her doubts to Yue Qiaoqiao. Zeng Xiaoren's practice of the "Xihuang Heart Sutra" is compared to the exercises practiced by Yue Qiaoqiao, I don't know where Gao Zhi is.

Zeng Xiaoren sometimes said something inadvertently, Yue Qiaoqiao's beautiful eyes lit up, and her little head kept nodding. This makes other people even more hateful in their hearts, where did this kid come from, it seems that he really fooled Yue Qiaoqiao.

The homework class passed quickly, and it was time for the end of school. The people in the class dispersed one after another, and Yue Qiaoqiao was about to wait for Zeng Xiaoren to leave together. Zeng Xiaoren said, "You go back first." ”

Yue Qiaoqiao nodded obediently, and then went back alone. The lesson just now made her impression of Zeng Xiaoren change again. The knowledge that Zeng Xiaoren talked about was even more subtle than that of the seven-star general's teacher. Unconsciously, she subconsciously nodded at Zeng Xiaoren's words.

The reason why Zeng Xiaoren let her go first was because he saw the demon clan boy named Wu Qian and gestured at him twice. With his very provocative eyes, Zeng Xiaoren could roughly guess what he wanted to do.

Gong Qing said to Wu Qian: "Remember to record it with the phantom stone and send it to the school's phantom network platform to make him make a fool of himself." ”

Wu Qian nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Gong." I promise that the next time he sees you, he will be honest and will never dare to hook up with Yue Qiaoqiao again. ”

Their words, not only Zeng Xiaoren, but also those classmates can naturally hear them. One by one, they cast a playful glance at Zeng Xiaoren.

"There's a good show to watch, I'll go see the excitement. ”

"You deserve it, a guy of human blood, and you still want to eat swan meat like a toad?"

"It's really nice to see such a thing as beating up a classmate!" No one sympathized with Zeng Xiaoren. Most people in this world think like this, for the weak, they can only silently bear everything imposed by the strong, and the strong, will be respected by everyone.

"You, come with me!" Wu Qian pointed at Zeng Xiaoren and took the lead out of the classroom.

Zeng Xiaoren was helpless, "I have to move my muscles and bones again." He didn't mind teaching him a lesson, lest the rest of the class would always give him trouble.

He walked out of the classroom, and a large number of classmates who followed the play followed him from a distance.

Wu Qian and he came to a remote part of the university, where few teachers passed by, and the place was spacious, which was the most suitable for settling personal grievances.

Wu Qian looked at him proudly, and the fists in his hands clenched. "Boy, are you very good? I don't listen to Brother Gong's words, and you dare to touch Yue Qiaoqiao?"

Zeng Xiaoren said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you want, my time is precious." ”

The classmates watching the play in the back shouted: "It's too arrogant, this kid, Wu Qian, clean him up!"

"Nima, if he talks to Lao Tzu like this, he will be cut in minutes!"

Wu Qian also had a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Toast and don't eat and drink, I'll let you climb back today!"

Zeng Xiaoren made an expression of sudden realization, "Climb back, good idea." ”

Wu Qian couldn't bear it anymore, and the power of his blood surged and came with a fist. He is the best of the high-level bloodline warriors, and he is confident in dealing with Zeng Xiaoren.

Zeng Xiaoren looked at his figure, but he didn't move.

"This kid, isn't he stupid?" The people watching the play behind were puzzled.

Although Zeng Xiaoren's body didn't move, his eyes were only staring at Wu Qian's every move. The sharp fist wind came to his face, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, Zeng Xiaoren stretched out his hand to pick it up, and the attack of the black submarine was turned into nothing by him.

Wu Qian's heart trembled, this kid is so fast. He couldn't hit it with one blow, and another blow, and this time he used more force. Zeng Xiaoren still stood still in place, with his hands behind his back.

When the black dive came, he flicked and pushed, and the black dive not only was the attack defused, but the whole person was also pushed back dozens of steps by the power of the bloodline!

What a weird boy! Wu Qian's face has completely calmed down, this kid's strength is far beyond his imagination, it seems that he can't be cleaned up without bloodline talent.

The people watching the play in the back were also slightly surprised, and said: "There are two brushes, no wonder you can be admitted to the University of Advanced Education." ”

Wu Qian let out a loud shout and activated his bloodline talent. Between his body and fists, black carapaces grew out, glowing with black light, and the momentum on his body directly doubled!

Zeng Xiaoren couldn't be as casual as before, and he began to accumulate strength. Waiting for Wu Qian to rush in front of him again, Zeng Xiaoren took a step forward abruptly, leaned his body, and steadyly punched him head-on.

Wu Qian originally had a sarcastic look, but he waited for his fist to be held together with Zeng Xiaoren. Only then did he realize how powerful this kid was, and the tortoise shell on his fist was shattered almost instantly.

A powerful impact force went up along his arm, and Wu Qian quickly retreated, trying to unload the force. Zeng Xiaoren sneered: "It's not over yet!" He jumped up and slashed his leg on Wu Qian's shoulder, shaking the tortoise shell on Wu Qian's body out of the cracks, and blood overflowed.

"Bang!" Wu Qian fell heavily to the ground, trying to get up, Zeng Xiaoren stepped on his chest. Wu Qian suddenly felt like he was pressing a small mountain on his body, and no matter how much he struggled, it would be useless.

The classmates in the back were stunned, Zeng Xiaoren's series of actions were almost completed in a second. All they saw was a phantom figure, and Wu Qian was trampled on the ground by him, covered in blood.

"This strength is comparable to that of a war general!" someone took a breath of cold air, "Why, he is just a human bloodline, but he is stronger than us!"

"The explosion of that moment just now not only has the power of blood, but also the combat skill. Someone analyzed, "Even an ordinary one-star warrior is not his opponent." ”

"Doesn't that mean that in our sixth class, he is the strongest one?"

"Not necessarily, Gong Qing is the peak of one star, and he should be able to suppress him. But for us, we really can't beat him. When Zeng Xiaoren showed his strength in front of them, their mocking and bantering words were gone.

Strength is respected, Zeng Xiaoren's strength is stronger than them, they are not qualified to ridicule, but can only respect him.

Wu Qian was cleaned up by Zeng Xiaoren in front of so many people, he was so ashamed that he scolded: "Let go of me, otherwise you will wait for Brother Gong's revenge!"

Zeng Xiaoren smiled, "I'm so scared!" He raised his foot and fell! The screams of the black dive rang out, and his chest obviously collapsed a little, because his ribs were trampled on.

Zeng Xiaoren let go of him, as a demon clan, this injury was going to die, but it was enough to make him regret it for a month or two.

Wu Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily: "I remember you." Don't think that you can be arrogant if you have the strength of a general, if you are stronger than you, Brother Gong can call a lot of them in minutes. ”

Zeng Xiaoren raised his foot and pretended to kick out. Wu Qian screamed and quickly slipped away, causing a lot of laughter from behind.

"This black submarine can be regarded as planted in his hands. This kid is so strong, it seems that we can't mess with him casually. ”

"Hmph, what is this? The qualifications of the human race are not good, when we all break through the generals, he can only be a high-level, look at him and dare to be so arrogant!"

Zeng Xiaoren ignored these people and returned to the medical office alone. After resting for a while, he continued to go to the Blood Dojo to practice and go to the tree refining body.

For a week, Zeng Xiaoren spent it like this. That Gong Qing didn't know why, and he didn't bother him recently. However, when he looked at him in class, Zeng Xiaoren knew that he was hated. But he didn't care, he had more enemies, how could he care about him?

Yue Qiaoqiao has become famous recently, and her appearance has been elected by some idle people to become the school flower of the cultivation university. Not only this class, but also other cultivation classes have admirers who want to talk to Yue Qiaoqiao. But they were all rejected ruthlessly by Yue Qiaoqiao.

Zeng Xiaoren has taught her a lot of knowledge these days, and her attitude towards Zeng Xiaoren is getting better and better, whether she speaks or does things, she is polite, which makes Zeng Xiaoren feel a lot less about her.

"Zeng Xiaoren, this is a notice from the school. In the medical hall, Yue Qiaoqiao handed Zeng Xiaoren a jade slip. Yue Qiaoqiao was elected as the class leader of Class 6 because of her excellent performance, and everything in the class was conveyed by her.

Zeng Xiaoren used his divine sense to read the jade slip, and it was announced that the school asked him to take another course - "Appreciation of the Art of Cultivation".

Zeng Xiaoren wondered, didn't the students choose the courses by themselves? Moreover, the courses he signed up for had already fulfilled the requirements of the school, such as "Explanation of Cultivation Exercises", "Cultivation Weapon Cultivation and Manipulation", "Basic Knowledge of Formations", and so on.

The above courses are all very beneficial to cultivation and combat, and what the hell is this "Appreciation of the Art of Cultivation"?

Yue Qiaoqiao said: "This course is said to be only opened this semester, and the school will force some students to take classes, and you just happened to be selected." If you don't go, you will be deducted credits. ”

Zeng Xiaoren said helplessly: "Then go ahead, it's not a bad thing to go to class anyway." "Every course at the Shushu University will be evaluated for credits, and if a student does not meet the passing standard, he or she will be forced to withdraw from the university.

Zeng Xiaoren has only learned a lot, so naturally it is impossible to drop out of school like this.

The next day, he went to the classroom of "Appreciation of the Art of Cultivation" mentioned in the jade slip, and it happened that it was in the minor area where the medical office was located.

When he arrived at the classroom, Zeng Xiaoren discovered what it meant to be mixed. There are not only freshmen like him who have just entered the school, but also many senior generals, and even the geniuses of the two bloodline classes are also required to take this course.

There are absolutely no common traits among these students, and they appear to be randomly selected from a list of students.

At this time, the teacher had not yet come, so Zeng Xiaoren found a corner and sat down. Just like before in Class 6, no one was willing to deal with him. Others are talking.