Chapter Thirty-Eight: Forum vs. Long Xiaoxin!
One hundred and ten times the gravity.
Han Zhou lay flat again.
Forced to lie flat.
This trip will be until sunset and moonrise.
The gravitational formation disappears.
The moment Han Zhou got up, he was sweating profusely.
The whole body trembled.
In the gravity formation, Han Zhou couldn't even open his pores and sweat.
Losing the torture of the gravity formation, Han Zhou gasped: "cough cough ~ roar, call ~ cough ~ cough cough ~"
His mind was active again, and Han Zhou felt that every muscle of himself was trembling.
Indeed, Han Zhou got up once a day.
However, every moment, Han Zhou is defying gravity and trying to get up.
It's not that you don't lie down without force.
Han Zhou was using every muscle in his body to stand up.
A whole day of exercise made Han Zhou's body tremble wildly.
Now that there is no gravity formation, he tried to stand up three times in a row, but he kicked his legs and slipped.
Leng Yunxin raised a deer leg: "Eat." ”
Han Zhou covered his stomach with his left hand, rolled his eyes, his face turned red, and waved his right hand.
Who can eat after strenuous exercise? Han Zhou's stomach is now glued together.
Leng Yunxin: "You have to eat." ”
Han Zhou continued to wave his hand.
Six flying swords pierced Han Zhou's body from different directions.
Blood and water flying.
Then, resume again.
Han Zhou gritted his teeth, he never thought that his female homeroom teacher was a perverted torturer......
"I eat ......"
Han Zhou couldn't grab the deer's leg with his hands and eat it at all.
Put the deer leg on the bamboo table and bow your head to nibble.
Leng Yunxin frowned: "Are you a dog, how can people eat like this?" ”
Laughing to death, for Han Zhou, who grew up in the garbage dump, is this a mental blow?
Do you want to use this to stimulate me to eat the deer leg in my hand? Think too much.
"Mm-hmm, everyone else calls me a Korean dog."
Han Zhou continued to gnaw.
This time, Leng Yun's heart was silent.
Come on, hurt each other, come to psychological torture!
After eating a few bites, Han Zhou felt that the energy in the food was absorbed by his powerful stomach, and his lungs were full of vitality again.
The cold and stiff limbs were a little stronger.
Han Zhou wanted to grab the deer leg and gnaw it.
It's a pity that the fingers don't listen to the truth.
"Smack~"
Nima~
The deer's leg fell to the ground.
Leng Yunxin, who was sitting and eating with chopsticks, mocked: "Aren't you a Korean dog, you have the ability to eat on the ground." ”
Han Zhou's body went limp, and he was half-leaning on the ground.
Then leaned towards Leng Yunxin's leg and rubbed his cheek: "Teacher Leng, dear teacher, Sister Leng, what~!" Do me a favor! ”
Leng Yunxin's whole person was stupid.
You brute!
However, Han Zhou's body was extremely weak, Leng Yunxin was afraid that he would reflexively exert himself, so he kicked him directly to death, and he couldn't be saved at all, so he stiffened: "Get up, you sweat ......"
Soak up the skirt......
Han Zhou stuck tighter, rubbing: "No~ My dear sister Leng, help." ”
Leng Yun's heart cracked, and with a gloomy face, he re-cut a leg from the roasted deer and put it on the table: "Eat this." ”
Han Zhou smiled and began to gnaw.
The more I bite, the more I feel my strength returned.
However, it didn't.
Han Zhou's muscles are now double depleted, and while the energy is missing, the muscle fibers are also on the verge of collapse.
Once recovered, the muscle strength is taken to the next level.
But how can you recover so quickly?
However, it took half an hour, and Han Zhou still ate all the deer legs with a mouthful of teeth.
Then hunched his back, like an eighty-year-old man, he walked to the toilet step by step.
When the muscles of the whole body are weak, going to the toilet is a top torture.
It was easy to squat down, stand up, and use all of Han Zhou's strength.
When Han Zhou came out, Leng Yunxin was in the house: "Come here." ”
Han Zhou was speechless, hasn't the day's training been over yet?
Is there any mistake?
What else can I do now?
At this time, Leng Yunxin was logging into an account: "This is a forum dedicated to the Eight Academies - the Eight Academies Forum. ”
"You now have the qualifications for the assessment, so you can land in the freshman area."
"This is your number logged into, what ID do you get?"
"Zhou Han." Han Zhou was weak.
registered an account with Zhou Han's ID, and after Leng Yunxin logged in, he watched it in the freshman area of the Eighth Academy Forum.
Soon, Leng Yunxin saw a post.
"Wu Xiu is the strongest in the world, and the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers"
After clicking in, I saw that the poster's ID was called 'Long Xiaoxin'.
The real-name forum on the dog day is narcissistic enough.
Long Xiaoxin was on the line with others.
"Bullshit talisman cultivator, what second-grade fire talisman seven consecutive star bursts, what bullshit nine star beads, I first use one move Dapeng to spread his wings to block seven consecutive star bursts for 0.15 seconds, and then use a trick to go out of the abyss, instantly close, and when you star burst chase after me, I have already stabbed you to death."
Leng Yunxin replied with Zhou Han's number: "What kind of brainless remarks, how can Wu Xiu be the strongest?" Confucianism is invincible! ”
Then get up: "Come, and he is on the line." ”
Han Zhou: "??? ”
When I put a question mark, it's not me who has a problem, it's you who has a problem!
Leng Yunxin sneered: "It's not right, right?" If you can't win today, don't think about lying down and sleeping. ”
Han Zhou raised his arms weakly and placed them on the input disk of the large light brain.
Sure enough, Long Xiaoxin had already replied: "Hahahaha, you're afraid you're not a fool, right?" Confucian cultivators are the weakest monks in the world, who doesn't know! ”
Han Zhou typed.
Long Xiaoxin's second sentence has already come: "Confucianism is the strongest, I'm afraid you didn't travel from the ancient times, right?" ”
Han Zhou continued typing.
Long Xiaoxin's third sentence: "In the same realm of Confucian cultivation, I wear ten in one shot, which is easier than wearing mutton skewers." ”
Han Zhou finally typed a sentence intermittently: "The champion of the port area is Confucianism." ”
Long Xiaoxin replied furiously: "What bullshit champion is Confucian cultivation, that beast is just wearing a Confucian robe." ”
"Besides, he's a bullshit champion? It's just a trick and a lot of tricks. ”
"What is the super-level exam, when the assessment of the eight major colleges begins, I will let him know what it means to be powerful and powerful!"
Han Zhou still replied to that sentence, because copying and pasting is more labor-saving: "The champion of the port area is Confucianism." ”
Long Xiaoxin's mentality exploded: "I, Long Xiaoxin, have been learning guns for fifteen years, and it is not a problem to kill the demon clan of the same realm with a pair of six revolutions." ”
"With one move, I can kill the Black Cloud Leopard Demon of the four small realms of the Sky Explosion Meteor!"
"Can he Han Zhou?"
Han Zhou still said the same sentence: "The champion of the port area is Confucianism." ”
As soon as these words came out, Long Xiaoxin didn't speak anymore.
The audience watching the play came: "Haha, this Long Xiaoxin met an opponent, and I laughed to death." ”
"I'm so angry that I'm ruined."
"I guess Long Xiaoxin is smashing his brain, and after a while, he will be able to launch a new one."
The senior person asked, "Who is Long Xiaoxin?" This year's champion in the port area is actually a Confucian cultivator? ”
The new student who knows: "Long Xiaoxin is a reckless man, and Han Zhou, the champion of the port area, is a brute." ”
Han Zhou: I'm too lazy to scold you now, but I wrote down your ID.
After a while, Long Xiaoxin really appeared again: "Are you a repeater?" Wouldn't you say anything else? You kind of don't mention this sentence! ”
Han Zhou silently typed a sentence: "Ye Hate is a Confucian cultivator." ”
Long Xiaoxin was silent again.
"Don't talk again, hahaha, Long Xiaoxin is estimated to be angry and smashed his brain again, and then changed his electric brain."
"Who is Ye Hatezhi?"
"Surname Ye, what do you say?"
"Royalty? Does Long Xiaoxin know anyone? ”
"I guess I know, otherwise this Zhou Han wouldn't have mentioned this."
After a while, Long Xiaoxin appeared again: "Zhou Han, your name sounds quite annoying, there is no basis for your words, report the address, Lao Tzu will come over to persuade you!" ”
"There's a kind of fart, isn't there a kind of address?"
"You've got it!"
“……”
Long Xiaoxin sent eighteen sentences in a row.
Han Zhou was desperate.
With this level of Long Xiaoxin's criticism, it is too difficult to achieve what Leng Yunxin said to win against him.
Han Zhou typed silently.
"The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night......"
Leng Yunxin watched Han Zhou write this poem, wondering, can this have any effect on the line?
Didn't this kid even bother to type, and kept copying and pasting?
How can you suddenly write such a long poem?
At this time, Han Zhou entered the net in a literary manner, and his fingers trembled and typed, which was extremely painful.
However, in the past, when I used spars to cultivate Wenqi, this was also the case, but today it was not mental pressure, but physical pain.
Han Zhou finished writing the poem, sent it out, and then clicked the delete button.
At this time, there are still three Wenshan mountains in the comment area, and Leng Yunxin is suspicious.
And Long Xiaoxin didn't speak anymore.
Because in front of Long Xiaoxin, a general composed of ink suddenly appeared.
Han Zhou continued to type on the forum: "If I have to beat you along the network cable, you will know that I am Zhou Han, both civil and military." ”
After typing, he pushed open the input disk: "The line is over, I went to sleep." ”
Leng Yunxin was suspicious: "The line is over?" ”
In Leng Yunxin's plan, if he finds someone like Long Xiaoxin who talks a lot, Han Zhou can't be on the line with him for one night?
Just when he was at his weakest and most painful, he worked on the finger muscles that were most difficult to exercise.
Unexpectedly, this is the end?
Leng Yunxin just stared at the screen, but when Long Xiaoxin said a word, she went to call Han Zhou to get up and continue to connect with the line.
But no, Long Xiaoxin didn't speak anymore.
The rest of the forum was also at a loss.
……
Long Xiaoxin looked at everything around him, dazed.
A general of ink qi suddenly appeared just now, and Long Xiaoxin thought that he was here to assassinate him.
As a result, as soon as the other party appeared, he directly ripped off the network cable used to use the large optical brain in this room, and smashed the only large optical brain that he had left that was not smashed.
And then it was gone.
Long Xiaoxin was stupid and didn't know the situation at all......