The next day.

Yuan Bei woke up with a skeptical expression.

No matter who you are, you have been abused by various people in your dreams for a night, and it will be like this...... Although he can compete with the fourth order, losing is almost inevitable, and the feeling of being directly seconds after fighting for a long time is more torturous than being directly seconded.

Especially at one point, Yuan Beizuo weaved a weakened version of Jia Zhi like death - only the fourth order.

I almost didn't wake up......

This bald guy directly knocked out his tree realm with a stick, and Yuan Bei almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood when he saw it.

This is completely more than the strength of the fourth order

But Jia Zhi in the dream obviously didn't have the slightest hand, and he could more or less fight against other people, and he faced Jia Zhi as a result.

In my dreams I was hit with a stick for seconds

Forcibly strengthening his dream cheating method, Yuan Bei used his most authentic strength to deal with visitors from all directions.

Everyone who comes is a guest.

It's just that everyone is a little fierce.

He almost didn't beat him back.

Fortunately, he also has points in his heart, and he didn't play too much, otherwise he would have woken up seriously injured.

However, Yuan Bei eventually became the kind of person he disliked the most.

After being abused for a night.

He finally made that evil decision.

He weaved Li Lang out.

In the end, Li Lang carried everything alone.

In the last battle, Yuan Bei played a level and style, and by the way, he also brought back his self-confidence.

Although it is said that there is some Ah Q spirit, Yuan Bei also thinks that there is nothing wrong.

Anyway, Li Lang is also a third-order awakened person

This is one order higher than him!

Pack up his spirit, one night did not consume too much of his mental strength, plus his body has been sleeping, the spirit is vibrant, and there is an adaptable existence, it is estimated that in the long time in the future, it will be difficult for him to experience some uncomfortable feelings.

Of course, it's just one night, and it's nonsense to say that there is any progress, this is destined to be a long process, and all he can do is persistence, and subtly, sooner or later it will show its effect.

Anyway, Yuan Bei is ready to do it in the future, and there is no consumption for him, which is equivalent to half more time than others for training.

It is also a space that will never be disturbed, and its role is not only for training, reading, learning, and enriching one's own reserves can all be done in dreams.

Although the dream itself is constructed according to Yuan Bei's own insight, it can be brought into the dream by spending some time every day using experience points to memorize the entire book.

The time spent between the study of understanding and rote memorization is naturally shorter for others, but for Yuan Bei, it is easier to memorize it in the brain.

Thinking of this, Yuan Beidu was almost moved by himself.

He's even spending his sleep time studying!

It's really you, Yuan Bei!

Obviously, you can eat on your thighs, but you have to rely on strength!

Wash up.

Yuan Bei walked towards the school, Mr. Ming taught today, he would not miss it.

It is said that it is a school, but it is actually a large empty room, somewhat similar to the school auditorium in the previous life, except that there are not so many tables and chairs.

There was nothing on the podium, just this futon, which was obviously where Mr. Ming would sit.

When Yuan Bei arrived, there were already some people sitting scattered, and seeing Yuan Bei's arrival also caused some commotion, and many people's eyes quietly looked over.

With some caution and awe.

Yuan Bei's face was as usual, and he found a place to sit down, he had become a little used to this kind of gaze recently.

The whole training camp regarded him as a big man, but only he knew how weak he was.

glanced around, but it was not surprising that these students who came in advance were all students from the college and university, although they did not lack resources, but the big guy obviously saw too little. It's not like the second generation and one faction, their elders are all kings, and a grandmaster's teaching is really not a good resource in their eyes.

This time it was Mr. Fate who was teaching, and it was obvious that only he and those two kings knew about it in the entire training camp.

Not much.

There are a lot of people coming in twos and threes.

There were not many tables and chairs in the classroom, and in the end, the girl who looked okay sat down next to Yuan Bei with a sad face.

"Yuan... Master Yuan. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yuan Bei glanced at her lightly, and there was a hum in his nasal voice.

Well.

Fifth Order.

You can't beat it, you can't beat it.

This seems to be someone in the second generation faction, what is the name Yuan Bei doesn't know, and he doesn't care.

Yuan Bei's cold attitude made the woman's uneasy heart a little calmer, she was really afraid of this young man who looked very docile.

After all, Yuan Bei left a deep impression on them that day.

She had a nightmare that night, and the source of the nightmare was Yuan Bei.

And what made her even more frightened was that after a chance inquiry, she found out that night, everyone coincidentally dreamed of Yuan Bei!

Whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, there is Yuan Bei's figure in it. He was like a huge shadow that enveloped everyone.

The most terrifying thing is that this situation lasted for three days!

It is the gradual disappearance according to the strength.

This ability made them all feel fear, which was why Yuan Bei's name of "Curse Killing Master" would ring.

This is what Yuan Bei didn't know, the energy of the "dream" that overflowed that day had such a big impact on so many people.

If he knew, he would understand why this year's students were so cowardly.

In everyone's hearts, he has long been a "Great Demon King" level existence.

......

At a certain moment.

A withered figure appeared on the futon.

Along with it, there is also a natural atmosphere, white clouds and miaomiao, a sea of trees, birds and beasts running, in an instant, the school seems to have become an undeveloped jungle.

In an instant, everyone held their breath and looked at the old figure sitting upright on the futon.

Mr. Destiny's old face was full of love, as if he was happy for his young life, and his natural voice sounded softly:

"Life force. ”

"It is one of the supreme energies, it represents the power of 'living beings', and it is one of the indispensable roots of the universe. ”

"The power of life, in recent years, because the division of occupations has gradually become clear, has been assigned to the auxiliary stream, and most people are biased towards it, only as the power of healing and the power of birth. ”

"But the life force is everywhere. ”

As he spoke, Mr. Life's hand waved slightly, without force, and a breeze was thrown out between his sleeves, which was like a child's blowing wind at the beginning, and a life force gave it, and in an instant, this breeze swayed and swept out like a hurricane!

The tremendous wind pressure pressed everyone to the table, unable to move.

Mr. Life's hand slapped lightly again, and the hurricane dissipated in an instant.

"This is the power of life. ”

"It's tough, it's tenacious, it's rising in the end. ”

"But these are too far away from you, and they involve the deep use of energy, so let's talk about something superficial. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Bei found that Mr. Ming seemed to be glancing at him.

"Let's talk about the advanced application of birth. ”

Everyone in the audience:

It's all superficial

A certain fourth-order student wanted to speak and stopped, oh, it turns out that I am a waste.

I still haven't mastered this simple thing.

Yuan Bei took out his small notebook.

Instantly entered a state of extreme concentration.

Although the specific reason is not known.

But worthy of me.

Another big guy is going to open a small stove for me.

ps：

Pushing this friend's book, "I Really Just Want to Go On", has been put on the shelf, and it has been criticized day by day, and the uncle who is short of books can go and see it.