"!"

"I'm really fed up with you old thing!"

In the next second, the horn exploded out of thin air.

Although it was just a simple loudspeaker, when it was broken, Xu Yuanqing felt that his heart became transparent.

Take a long sigh of relief.

"Destruction of school public goods is subject to a fine of 10 credits."

A voice rang out from inside the academy and drifted away in the distance, accompanied by energy fluctuations.

Xu Yuanqing's face was black.

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out: "Nima, ten credits for a horn?" ”

"Well, this horn was there when the school was founded, and it is very commemorative."

"I have witnessed the rise and fall of the Ink Academy."

"And the floor that was just smashed by that stupid big man, you, as a teacher, didn't protect the school building, and you will be deducted ten more credits."

"Finally..."

"Hmm..."

"I'm the vice principal, and you're the teacher, so... My words, it's the rules, is there a problem? ”

The central area of the academy is at least nearly a kilometer away from the small playground at the entrance, but this person's voice is clearly audible.

The exaggeration of its strength can be seen.

"No... No! ”

Xu Yuanqing gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Good."

The voice said in satisfaction, and silence returned to it.

Regardless of Xu Yuanqing's mood, Yu Sheng withdrew his bow and crossbow, took two steps back, and stood obediently in the distance again, motionless.

It looks harmless to humans and animals.

The students around him had more and more strange expressions.

The assessment of the freshmen of the Ink Academy has just begun, and they have already seen the ... Rambled?

The vice principal personally went out to catch people?

The rules of the Ink Academy are that there are no rules?

Teachers are all cheated like this?

But for some reason, they didn't feel fearful in their hearts, they didn't feel unreasonable, but... Some got excited.

Inexplicable excitement.

It's exciting!

"Next!"

"Who's on!"

Xu Yuanqing gritted his teeth and shouted.

The tombstone boy was silent and took a step forward.

It seems that the tombstone is so heavy that the ground is covered with dust.

Yu Sheng tilted his head and said, "This time... Thirty thousand! ”

As his voice fell, the tombstone boy gradually became cold, still silent, and shook his arm slightly, and the chain slipped off.

The tombstone slammed to the ground.

There was a muffled sound.

The young man gently put his hand on the tombstone and looked at the rest of his life intently, with a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

According to what he had observed before, Yu Sheng was the kind of player who didn't have much strength and was agile, and he should be the first to attack at this time, but to his surprise, Yu Sheng just stood in place, motionless.

Take a deep breath.

Pulling the chain violently, he pulled it hard, and the tombstone was like a meteor hammer, which he threw up violently and galloped away for the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng took two steps back.

Tombstones fall and floors shatter.

Yu Sheng glanced at Xu Yuanqing with some sympathy, and at this time, Mr. Xu's face was already dark to a terrifying degree.

According to the urine of the old calf, these floors cost him at least three credits.

"Little thief, if you dare to smash the floor again, I will smash you!"

Xu Yuanqing said word by word, looking at the tombstone boy without any joke in his eyes.

The tombstone boy frowned slightly.

"It's okay, don't worry about smashing boldly."

"I have money."

"Of course, if you can seriously injure him, I have another honor."

Sun Wen suddenly spoke, smiling, with a thief in his eyes.

The nine of them all exude a kind of temperament that is stupid and has a lot of money.

The frowning brows of the tombstone boy instantly became soothed, and even Xu Yuanqing stared at Sun Wen directly, and subconsciously rubbed his hands.

If memory serves...

It's been many years since the Ink Academy has been here like this.

With money, you can really do whatever you want.

With Sun Wen's pocket, the tombstone boy's fighting style became more and more fierce, and the tombstone kept crossing in mid-air, accompanied by the sound of the wind, and soon forced the rest of his life to the corner of the wall.

There is less and less room left for the rest of your life.

If it goes on like this, thirty seconds at most, and the rest of your life will be defeated.

After all, with the physique of the rest of his life, it only takes one moment, and if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

According to the terminology in the game, the Assassin's HP is always low.

But leaning against the wall, Yu Sheng suddenly had the small remote control in his hand, and pressed the red button without hesitation.

Soon, a violent roar rang out.

And the sound sources are very scattered.

The tombstone boy hesitated for a few tenths of a second, and the shadow of the stick behind him flashed away again.

The thin figure rushed past the side of the tombstone, and the fishing line was subconsciously taken out by him and wrapped around the neckline of the tombstone boy.

But...

Some of them retracted the fishing line in a tangled way, and after thinking about it carefully, the hand crossbow is not good, the dagger... It's too late.

After entering the Ink Academy, Yu Sheng made his first mistake in battle.

The mistake came from his muscle memory, his body's instincts.

As long as there is such a short momentary opportunity, his body reaction is always subconsciously to kill people directly, and even this instinct has reached the point where it does not need to be manipulated by the brain.

In this way, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, the rest of his life could only retreat into the distance.

"Why?"

"What a great opportunity, he just had a chance to get close."

"That's right, a few close punches, a dagger, and you win."

"I don't have much experience."

In the distance, a few people whispered discussions.

Xu Yuanqing listened to the voice, turned his gaze, held the crumpled list in his hand, put a question mark behind the few people who spoke, and remarked: Lack of eyesight, lack of combat experience.

There is no need to eliminate this kind of directly.

After all, if you die a few times, you will naturally practice.

But in the assessment, it must also be confirmed as a data.

The moment the tombstone boy returned to his senses, he flicked the chain slightly, and the tombstone quickly returned and stood in front of him, like a shield.

I was even more vigilant looking at the rest of my life in the distance.

For some reason, his hairs stood on end, as if he had smelled death.

Even now I am a little afraid.

His body was covered in cold sweat.

As for the explosion of the button for the rest of my life... It's a few small speakers.

Take advantage of the moment of your own clone to activate the Awakened Object Skill.

Pounce...

"I lost."

"However, I still want to give it a try."

"Some unwilling."

"Is that okay?"

The tombstone boy spoke for the first time, looked at Yu Sheng and asked.