"It's on, it's on!"

In comparison, Sun Wen was the most excited.

It was autumn, the leaves in the academy were slightly yellow, Sun Wen was wearing a black windbreaker, coughed lightly, and stood in front of the door of the Ink Academy.

And Zhao Zicheng, the rest of his life is nowhere to be seen.

"Atay, announce it."

Sun Wen thought about it carefully, and felt that something was wrong, so he trotted all the way back, took out a Taishi chair, and sat on it.

I felt a lot more majestic in an instant.

And Atai is like a bodyguard, wearing a black suit, standing behind Sun Wen, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and clicking on the send.

In the next second, the official account of the Ink Academy, which had been silent for a long time, issued a statement again.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, gather at the Ink Academy."

"It's outdated."

Looking at the information sent from above, Atai scratched his head a little innocently: "Brother Sun, I don't understand it too much, and the assessment will start at eight o'clock tomorrow morning..."

"You're sitting here now, isn't it early?"

Sun Wen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Atai, and was a little shocked: "Eight o'clock tomorrow morning?" ”

"Ahh

"I should be right, it's written here tomorrow morning..."

Atai handed over his phone.

Sun Wen was stunned.

"Who has touched this phone?"

He reacted immediately, looked at Atai and asked.

Atai fell into the memory.

Long...

"It's like... It's like..."

"When Brother Zhao just went out, he took a look."

Atai spoke.

Sun Wen patted the armrest of the chair fiercely: "Damn, the master is clearly scheduled for one o'clock in the afternoon, and he caught them off guard!" ”

"Zhao Gaga is definitely making money!"

"Shut up the stall!"

"Let's sell the goods too!"

As he spoke, Sun Wen moved the heavy Taishi chair back again.

It looks like there's a little embarrassment in the figure.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wen took out a large box of demon crystals and handed them to Atai: "Take it, these stocks can be fooled out one by one." ”

Two people, one tall and one short, just trotted towards the gate of Xinjiang City.

……

"Vent sandbag, first punch free..."

A girl with a double ponytail who was only eighteen years old looked at the wooden sign like a door panel with some curiosity and muttered in her mouth.

Then his eyes fell on Zhao Zicheng's body.

"Can I try it?"

She asked, curiously.

The corners of Zhao Zicheng's mouth flashed with a sunny smile, his handsome face, and the muscles that were beaten out, which made the girl a little intoxicated.

Summoning his own sandbag, Zhao Zicheng looked at the girl encouragingly: "Come, hit hard, come on." ”

The girl suddenly looked forward to it, but she lowered her head a little shyly and punched it lightly.

I wasn't too embarrassed to expose my savage scene in front of a handsome guy.

And then...

The girl froze in place, pictures appeared in her mind, all kinds of memories came to her heart, and for some reason, tears were uncontrollably dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Under this sad emotion, she didn't even realize that there was an influx of energy in her body.

"Wow..."

The girl's cry attracted a lot of attention.

Including two extremely talented teenagers saw this scene, they immediately glared at Zhao Zicheng angrily.

"Flirting with girls on the street!"

"Shameless!"

In the next second, the two punched Zhao Zicheng.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more people squatting on the ground, hugging their heads and crying.

Zhao Zicheng himself is confused.

Some are overwhelmed.

It always felt like things were going in a strange direction.

I can't tell.

Until a very strange-looking boy appeared at the gate of the city.

The young man carried a long golden stick in his hand.

There is also a row of small characters engraved on the stick, which is not particularly clear to read.

In this autumn, which is not particularly cool, he wears a golden armor, and the armor pieces are constantly reflecting the light under the sunlight.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

He also wears an iron ring on his forehead.

A sense of justice on his face.

"Demons!"

"At the foot of the Ink Academy, there is a rampant person like you!"

"I'm Qi Tian, I'm going to take in a rogue ruffian like you for the Mo Academy today!"

With these righteous words, the next moment, Qi Tian sprinted towards Zhao Zicheng's position, and the whole person jumped up directly, and the long stick in his hand slammed down at Zhao Zicheng.

Almost simultaneously, a very vague phantus appeared behind him.

Like an ape, it looks unusually fierce, domineering, and aggressive.

The ape was also armed with a golden stick.

In a trance, it seems to be one with the teenager.

With the sound of the wind, the long stick slammed down on the sandbag in front of Zhao Zicheng.

There was a muffled sound.

Qi Tian's eyes were moist instantly, but he took a deep breath and forcibly stopped the sad emotions in his heart.

The blurred shadow behind him quietly lit up at this moment.

There seems to be a spar shining at the center of the eyebrow.

The next second...

Behind Zhao Zicheng, there was suddenly an identical Qi Tian...

The two Qi Tian stepped forward and picked up the sticks in their hands again.

Even if Zhao Zicheng didn't expect this sudden change, he subconsciously turned sideways, and then dodged the sneak attack behind him.

A stick missed, and one of Qi Tian's figures gradually dissipated.

And the positive Qi Tian could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart, and tears welled up.

"I'm Qi Tian!"

"Monkey King's Monkey King!"

"What's the use of just being sad!"

Qi Tian seemed to let out a violent roar, the whole person looked very middle-two, with that shining golden armor, it looked like...

Problem teenagers.

Taking a deep breath, he really stopped his tears and launched a fierce offensive against Zhao Zicheng again.

This scene is even if Zhao Zicheng is stupid.

"Shhhhh

"This year's newcomers, there's something."

Zhao Zicheng said subconsciously, and then became serious, still with a sunny smile, looking at the burning young man with the soul of the middle two...

"Brother, have you ever heard of the legend of the Scarlet Twins?"

With the voice, Zhao Zicheng's figure disappeared in place, standing in front of Qi Tian at an extremely fast speed, and energy surged.

It's like carrying a chicken, and he picks up Qi Tian.

"If I'm not mistaken..."

"Your grandfather..."

"Isn't it called Qi Changshan..."

Although Zhao Zicheng was still smiling, there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

(I wish you all a smooth high school entrance examination, the new volume is a little later than expected, but it doesn't affect anything, let's roll five, rush up!) ）