Call!

Wang Yan suddenly woke up from the bed, and when he saw the sunlight pouring in from the window, he felt like he was in a different world for a while.

"The old man ......"

Wang Shen hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's shock, and it seemed that the earth-shattering sword that Fang had seen before he left the dream world could still flash in front of him.

He couldn't imagine what level of powerhouse that old man was?

He was just in the fragments of memory in his mind, and he glanced at the old man, and was noticed by the old man who didn't know how many years had passed.

Not only that, but the old man seemed to reverse the years, across the long river of time and space, with the help of this connection, with the intuition under the glimpse, he slashed out such a shocking sword to Wang Yan!

Although it was only a memory, at that moment, what Wang Yan felt was incomparably terrifying.

The terrifying feeling of the intense life-and-death crisis was completely different from what Wang Shen had felt when he fought with the zombie before.

It was a feeling that death was really imminent, and at that moment, Wang Yan even had an illusion.

If you are slashed by that sword, even the dream space will not be able to save yourself!

Under that sword, Wang Shen couldn't even think of resisting, he felt the unparalleled power of destruction, and under such a powerful force, any struggle was in vain.

He even had a faint intuition.

If you are slashed by this sword, not only will you be crushed in the dream world, but even in the real world, you will disappear!

What a terrible tactic is this? Across time and space, it can break through the virtual and the real, what kind of realm is the old man?

This is even beyond Wang Yan's cognition, at least in his cognition, although the Dongxuan realm is strong, it is far from being able to reach such a point.

Knock knock.

When Wang Yan was still a little frightened in his mind, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Then came a cautious voice: "Brother Ash, are you awake?"

Wang Yan got up and opened the door, and it was Huang Mao standing outside the door.

"Brother Ash, today is the freshman conference, don't you forget......

Huang Mao said cautiously.

"Don't worry, I know."

Although Wang Yan nodded on the surface, he actually forgot about this matter.

Between dreams and reality, there are completely two worlds, plus Wang Yan hunts zombies every day in the dream world and obtains the memory fragments of zombies, every time it seems to be a life of understanding.

This also caused Wang Yan to gradually lose his sense of time, and every time he woke up, he even had the illusion of not being able to distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Where's the restaurant, take me there."

With a faint order, the yellow hair hurriedly led the way in front, Wang Yan closed the door casually, followed the yellow hair out of the dormitory building, and came all the way to the dining room.

As one of the top universities in the whole Great Xia, the arrangement of the First Military Martial University in Daxia in terms of student dining is naturally not bad, and the first moment he walked into the restaurant, Wang Yan even had the feeling of walking into a five-star hotel, spacious, bright and tidy.

The smell of food wafts from the rows of windows, and melodious music wafts through the restaurant.

Wang Yan went to the window at random to buy some food for breakfast, left the window with his things and found a seat to sit down, and Huang Mao quickly sat down.

"Brother Ash, I wrote the speech you asked me to write for you that day."

Huang Mao took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yan: "Brother Ash, don't worry, I deducted three points for my college entrance examination essay, and this speech is absolutely fine!"

Wang Yan took the speech and stuffed it into his pocket without reading it.

He himself was naturally too lazy to prepare such a thing as a speech, so he handed over this task to Huang Mao, after all, this kid is also a person who ranks about 100 in the national college entrance examination, and this little thing should not be difficult for him.

"Brother Ash, you have to prepare today, I heard from a few classmates from other schools that today at our Great Xia First Army Martial Arts Freshman Conference, it is very likely that many students from other schools will come to make trouble......

Huang Mao said with some concern, he just heard the news today, it is said that it is not only new students who come to make trouble, but also old students.

After all, Wang Yan's limelight that day was too great, and he overthrew all the new students of the Big Dipper Seventh School alone, even including a few old students.

This has simply made the Big Dipper Seventh School a laughing stock among many colleges and universities in the capital.

Looking at the history of the First Army of Great Xia for so many years, this kind of thing has never happened.

A few old students will first teach the newly admitted freshmen, kill their sharpness, and then take them to the First Military Martial Arts University of Great Xia to ravage the new students of the First Military Martial Arts University of Great Xia and let them regain their confidence, which is the unwritten tradition of the Seventh School of the Big Dipper for so many years.

Although many old students disdain to do such things, this does not mean that they can tolerate their school reputation being trampled on by a new freshman.

Therefore, Huang Mao got the news this time, this time the freshman conference of the First Military Martial Arts University of Great Xia may have attracted many old students of the Big Dipper Seventh School, and when Wang Yan comes to the stage to speak, those old students of the Big Dipper Seventh School are likely to be in trouble.

"No matter how much waste you have, it's useless."

Wang Shen drank the last mouthful of porridge at the bottom of the bowl and slowly got up: "Let's go, go to the auditorium." It's a little uncomfortable to sit in a place full of out-of-school people."

Huang Mao, who was getting up with him, didn't understand what Wang Ember meant at first, and when his body was halfway up, he suddenly realized the meaning of what Wang Ember said, and looked at the students sitting in the cafeteria under melodious music with a little disbelief in his eyes.

There are men and women in these students, some of them are delicate and some are rough, but at this moment, the moment the yellow hair turned his head to look at the past, he collided with the gazes of these people.

These people seem to have always looked at the two of them from the beginning, but Huang Mao never noticed it.

"Sitting in this restaurant...... Are they all from the Big Dipper?"

Huang Mao realized this, and his body stiffened a little: "How did Brother Ember know? Obviously, he has only been here for the second day, how can he tell that these people in the cafeteria are not from this school but from the Big Dipper?"

"What are you doing? Hurry up and lead the way?"

Wang Yan's urging voice came.

Huang Mao came back to his senses and hurriedly caught up with Wang Yan's pace, but when he left the restaurant, he couldn't help but glance back at the restaurant.

The restaurant was very quiet, only melodious music floated, and everyone's eyes were always watching the backs of the two leaving.

Huang Mao's heart suddenly slammed for a moment, and he quickly turned his head, not daring to look back, and left the restaurant with Wang Yan.