September 1st, the first day of school.

At half past seven in the morning, Fang Hao and Fang Mengqi, who were wearing the black practice clothes of the True Martial Arts Academy, each pedaled their bicycles and parked at the gate of Ai Xiaoya's courtyard next door.

"Xiaoya! It's time to go to school! ”

After shouting, Fang Hao's heart was sour.

Accustomed to nature, forgetting that Ai Xiaoya had already gone abroad.

Youth, it's a little bitter.

Ai Xiaoya did not go to the True Martial Arts Academy.

It's not that her parents don't have money to provide, but even if she doesn't go to the True Martial Arts Academy, she can learn what she wants to learn through other ways.

For example, looking for a high-level cultivator to apprentice.

The relationship between master and apprentice is naturally closer than that between teacher and student, and the teaching will be more attentive.

Ai Xiaoya was sent to her grandfather's classmate, and by the way, she studied there.

It was a king-level powerhouse and a master of swordsmanship, who had won the title of "Sword King" in the battle for kings, and was canonized as a prince in his own country.

Being able to worship a king-level powerhouse as a teacher through the relationship between the classmates of the ancestors is of course better than going to the True Martial Arts Academy.

"Brother Hao, Sister Qiqi, morning!"

Ai Xiaodong, who was wearing a sky-blue junior high school uniform, pushed his bicycle out, smiled and raised his hand to touch Fang Hao's head.

"Isn't it just a childhood sweetheart.,Since ancient times, childhood plums have been invincible to the sky.,Your true daughter hasn't appeared yet!"

"It's not big, it's not too small." Fang Hao slapped his hand away and asked with a smile, "Such a good opportunity, why don't you go?" ”

"You don't understand that." Ai Xiaodong smiled weirdly.

"I'm going now, I don't have anything, I don't know my life, I don't even have a friend.

"But I'll go again next year, my sister has already cultivated, she still has connections, she is familiar with that side, and she can teach me swordsmanship by hand, isn't it dozens of times stronger than me going this year?"

Fang Hao and Fang Mengqi looked at each other speechlessly.

You have a lot of point, but I still want to beat you up.

So Fang Hao gave him a head-to-head shock.

"Put this little bit of your mind into studying, I heard Sister Ling say that you failed the foreign language class last semester?"

"That's one of the reasons!" Ai Xiaodong laughed, pushed the bicycle out of the courtyard, and shook his hand at the two.

"I didn't study any other subjects this year, so I majored in foreign languages!"

"Strength training has to keep up, too." Fang Hao held his handlebar to prevent him from leaving, and advised: "The people over there are domineering, advocating violence, and they don't deal with us in the hot summer, if you run over and look like a weak chicken, your sister won't be able to protect you." ”

"Uh, I know, I know." Ai Xiaodong nodded with a dry smile and looked at the almost perfect muscle mass on Fang Hao's body with envy.

"If only I could awaken B-level physical enhancement, I don't have to be afraid of them at all."

Fang Hao looked at him who was thin and weak, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You must at least be strong in appearance, otherwise you will look like a bully." Come train with us after school. ”

Ai Xiaodong couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But he felt that Fang Hao would be very strict with himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little more cowardly.

Fang Mengqi on the side pursed her lips and smiled: "Fang Hao, let him think about it first, and ask his uncle and aunt first." ”

"Okay, I'll ask in the afternoon." Fang Hao nodded and let go of Ai Xiaodong's handlebar.

Finished. Ai Xiaodong secretly complained and hurriedly pedaled his bicycle and fled quickly.

The two have been neighbors for so many years and have a good relationship.

Fang Hao's question, his parents must agree, and he will be offended from then on.

But he knew that Fang Hao's words were indeed reasonable.

If he runs over there with his current size and strength, the probability of being bullied is 1000% - it is not surprising to be bullied 10 times a day.

My sister was in trouble on the first day she went, and of course he was more likely to be found fault with a boy.

In order not to be bullied, he must train himself to be strong!

Just take Fang Hao as a template!

From today onwards, I'm going to eat and eat! Practice, practice, practice!

Fang Hao and Fang Mengqi looked at each other and smiled, and also rode their bicycles away.

The True Martial Arts Academy is not located in the city.

Because every inch of land in the urban area is valuable, and the students who learn real martial arts are quite destructive.

If a hot-headed person starts in the city, whether it affects passers-by or destroys buildings, it will be very difficult.

Fang Hao's family lives in the south of the city, on the outskirts of the city.

It just so happened that the True Martial Arts Academy was also in the south of the city, less than three kilometers away from his house.

About 300 people who passed the assessment this year were divided into ten classes.

Fang Hao, as one of the three geniuses of strength S, physical fitness S, and actual combat S, which class should be assigned to is decided by the dean Wen Zilong by drawing lots.

The final result is out, 1 class.

Fang Mengqi, as a genius of strength S, physical fitness S, and actual combat A, is only relatively weak in actual combat, and was assigned to class 7 by lot.

The two quickly rode their bikes into the academy.

After putting away the car, I took my schoolbag and walked to the book collection office.

It's not that Zhenwu Academy doesn't take cultural classes, but the subjects it learns are different from ordinary high schools.

What you learn here is all knowledge related to true martial arts, transcendent related, alien beasts, xenospecies, and so on, which are only useful in the transcendent world.

However, there is one subject that is the same as that of a regular high school.

History.

Mainly modern history, that is, the history of the planet after it entered the transcendent era.

After receiving the textbooks, the two said goodbye to the teaching building because they were in different classes.

"I'm going upstairs, see you later~"

"See you later."

Fang Mengqi went upstairs to Class 7.

Fang Hao walked into the first class classroom on the first floor, and the classroom instantly became quiet. The classmates, both men and women, who had already arrived first, stared at him.

In the middle of the classroom, several girls gathered together snickered and whispered.

“？”

Fang Hao didn't know what to do, and then exited to look at the sign on the door.

It's one class a year, so it's not wrong.

So I walked into the classroom again.

Two men and two women, and four junior high school classmates they knew surrounded them.

"You're Fang Hao, right?"

"Yes."

"Are you really Fang Hao?"

"Authentic."

The four old classmates who came up around look at me, and I'll look at you.

Some spread their hands, some shook their heads.

Others looked at Fang Hao, touching their chins and falling into deep thought.

"Why haven't you seen you for two months, and you've become a handsome guy? Still so white? ”

"I thought it was just the same name, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Fang Hao raised his eyebrows: "I wasn't a handsome guy before?" ”

"I wasn't so handsome before, and I wasn't so tall and strong." A delicate girl reached out and poked his pectoralis major muscle, and was patted on the back of her hand by another girl, her pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly retracted her little hand.

"Although you have passed the assessment and your physique is good, you have changed too much, right?" A sturdy boy with black-rimmed glasses lifted his frame.

"The arm is also thicker, almost 1.9 meters, and the height has grown at least 30 centimeters, right?"

"Two months and thirty centimeters long, what do you eat?" Another sturdy boy who was slightly shorter but also 1.78 meters tall was shocked.

"Gym for two months, you can too!" Fang Hao gave a thumbs up to the two of them, his gaze turned and moved downward, glancing at the bulge below the chin of the beautiful girl.

"You went to the gym during the summer vacation?"

"Nasty~"

The girl immediately raised her hand to cover her chest, stepped on him and left a delicate shoe print on his canvas shoes, and ran away with a blushing face.

"Hooligans!" Seeing Fang Hao looking at her, the other girl hurriedly raised her hand to cover her chest, turned around and walked away.

Fang Hao looked at the thirty seats in the classroom, most of them were people or had schoolbags.

"Is the seat casual?"

The two boys nodded.

"There are no rows of seats."

"Just sit down and see where no one sits up."

Fang Hao glanced at it.

Five columns, six rows, with a door on the left and a window on the right.

As the main character, he is, of course, the last seat to immediately walk to the window on the right.

The protagonist's exclusive seat, I will not let it!