Jing Ming walked on the street with a fish in water.

This young man who was newly divided into an uncle, this guy is a little absent-minded, not at all as proud as he thinks, if he gets a knighthood, he has to walk horizontally, and his small physique can shake the rhythm of a fat man's walking, how can he be like this kid next to him, he was accidentally hit by a galloping carriage, and he had to apologize to others.

is still the same sentence, if he uses his temper, then he will have to turn the sky upside down, he will definitely pick out the eyeballs of the coachman who is not long-eyed, and ask him how to set up the car, is the eyes covered by the long heavenly spirit, can't he see people, no matter how bad it is, he has to slap him a few times to figure out this breath.

Originally, it was a lively thing to follow the uncle, but now I feel empty in my heart.

Especially in the morning, before I had time to eat breakfast, I was pulled up by the teenager in the nest, and it became more and more uncomfortable, not only was my heart empty, but more importantly, my stomach was empty.

There's a reason why you're stuck in bed, but it's just to save breakfast.

There is a reason why Yushui is willing to go out with Jing Ming, doesn't he just want to earn a happy breakfast?

Who would have thought, passing by a steamed bun stall, beef buns, fresh meat buns with shepherd's cabbage, and capers and carob buns are so fragrant, fragrant fish and water, and the gluttonous cat's nose has followed.

As a result, Jing Ming's comprehension was too poor, and he thought about his own business, but he was indifferent.

The morning in Mukden City is always very lively, especially the shops that get up early to do breakfast business, each one is more active than the other, and the food is more fragrant than the other.

The guys at the porridge shop carefully launched a new product, Qimen Eight Treasure Porridge.

I wanted to taste a bowl of fish, but who knew that Jing Ming was only thinking about things, and he didn't care about the thin man with a weak physique next to him, and he was almost starving to death.

The porridge shop just missed it.

Today is the day when the Fengtian Qingjiao School Palace competition officially began, Fengtian is the capital of the country, on this day students from all over the country will arrive here to sign up for the next life-changing competition, the streets are filled with excited looks of teenagers extraordinarily, the shrewd Fengtian shopkeepers seize this opportunity to promote their craft, especially the street leading to the Qingjiao School Palace is occupied by various stalls on both sides.

From the General's Mansion to the Qingjiao Academy, it takes about an hour to walk.

In this way, the fish was hungry for an hour under all kinds of delicacies.

The gate of the school palace with the plaque of "Wind and Water" has been clubbed, and the stall of fried fritters on the side is already the last food stall, if you miss it, it will be a pity to miss today's breakfast.

This kind of thing will never be allowed to happen from the moment you get up, standing on the ground very firmly, and saying that sentence as a matter of course: "Jing Ming, I'm hungry, I want to eat breakfast, I'll take ten fritters, and you settle the account." ”

The soul of the man who had lost his mind was finally called back.

Jing Ming said: "Why don't you say it early when you're hungry, it's not necessarily okay to eat fried food early in the morning?"

Yu Deshui lost a look for Jing Ming to realize that he was born in a poor family, who cares what he eats is good for his health, as long as he eats, his body will be very good, he directly took away most of the fritters on the stall, pointed at Jing Ming, and told the boss: "Ask for money to find him." ”

By the time the boy arrived, the Fengtian Academy was already full of people.

The young man did not rush to the teacher to register, but took the fish to the place where the school palace hid books, 'Wuji Palace,' and took the fish and water with him this morning for nothing else, just to show him the way, and he will need to come to pick up the books in the future.

After the young man was defeated by Yu Jizi with Yu Pu Xiu yesterday, he saw Lao Zhangtou and listened to his voice: "Don't say that I am your master in the future," and suddenly woke up, and the old man in front of his eye mask who was not good-looking and looked a little ugly was not called a guy who was either a god or a saint by the soldier saint 'Jing Chen', why would there be such a master begging others.

When eating, the boy was a courteous one.

This guy specially dug out the wine buried in the soil when Jing Chen left, poured a cup for Lao Zhangtou, and did not forget to say when he poured it: "I heard that this wine was rewarded by the emperor, and it was said that it was made from the first drop of dew from the hundred flowers on the day of the beginning of spring to make such a jar of wine, and the name is very good, called 'Sheng Qianhua,' Master, your old man tried it." ”

Don't ask Miss Su for advice or can't drink, Jing Ming turned his head and looked at Miss Su pitifully, Miss Su has loved Jing Ming since she was a child, where is she willing to give him this expression, and said, "Drink a little, drink a little." ”

By the time Jing Ming turned around, Old Man Zhang had already drunk this bowl of priceless wine like water, and kept knocking on the table to continue to ask the young man to pour the wine.

The wine was given to Jing Chen by the emperor.

The wine was also secretly buried in the soil by Jing Chen.

Even Jing Chen himself was reluctant to drink this wine, Jing Ming dug it out of the soil and said that he was at risk of being beaten to death by Jing Chen, and originally planned to pour a glass for Lao Zhangtou, and after begging him to teach martial arts, he would bury the wine back in the soil.

What now..... The heartbreak in his heart: "Drink so fast, I'm not afraid of choking," he smiled and said, "Master is massive, I'm coming to a bowl." ”

Lao Zhangtou wiped his lips, patted his chest and said, "That's it, I'm a lot, just my throat, I won't choke when I pour it into a big river." ”

At this time, Jing Ming's scalp was sweating, how dare he think about it.

The young man is out of the way, and at the risk of being beaten to death by his father, he must also serve this old man well, as long as he can teach himself martial arts, everything is worth it.

Who knew that this bad guy drank a jar of wine, and after shaking the jar to confirm that there was really no wine in it, he said shamelessly: "The wine is so strong, I'm drunk." ”

After speaking, he covered his head, knocked on the table, and fell asleep.

This old boy obviously plagiarized alcohol and didn't do anything, just when Jing Ming was pitiful and wanted to tell Miss Su about his grievances to the last straw, who knew that this girl was tired of talking and went to rest directly.

No, Jing Ming, this little ghost didn't sleep all night, and he made up his mind when it was close to the early morning, and now he needs to divide the way of martial arts into two steps, first, continue to absorb useful knowledge from the major library pavilions, the so-called reading thousands of books can go thousands of miles, this road is not bad in the end, second, if you want to find a breakthrough from Lao Zhangtou, you must start with Miss Su, as the so-called mouse first has a cat.

Lao Zhang, this mouse, can only be cured by Miss Su's cat.

Jing Ming, as an uncle, the two great martial arts halls, the Royal Academy's 'Tianshuang Pavilion' and this student's 'Wuji Palace', can be read at will, this is not just a fish to recognize the door, and let him bring books in the future.

The fish is very dexterous, and after a while, the conversation with the porter is in full swing.

Jing Ming saw that there was nothing else to do here, so he let the fish wait and go home by himself, and went to the registration point of the Xuegong Dabi to register and make a book.

At this moment, it is close to noon, and the registration point is still crowded, and the queue of students has been stretched into ten.

Qingjiao Dabi is divided into gold, silver, iron three-level, in the past there is only one gold token, will be rewarded to the final winner of the big competition, this year because of Zhao Xuanlang, the champion of the Lang general, the gold token has two pieces, in addition to the one in his hand, all the students will snatch another token, the silver token with the major colleges and universities to launch the seed players, generally the whole country will not exceed a hundred, the number of black iron orders is much larger, there are as many as four hundred.

The big competition between black iron students will be held ten days earlier than the silver level, and each black iron student will also need to compete on stage at least once during these ten days.

The competition between black iron students, in addition to the point can not hurt people's lives, there are no special requirements between the colleges, students can make their own appointments, each black iron student token is a point by default, the winner will devour the points of the vanquished, assuming that the original two points in the defeated token, the winner will have three points after winning him.

Within these ten days, the Black Iron Token students must keep the points above ten points, and once the ten days have passed, only those who meet the ten points can challenge the silver students within the next three days, and they can be replaced if they win.

The rules for accumulating points at the Silver level are the same, the winner devours the loser, and after three days, the students who rank 100 or more will be automatically eliminated.

Next, the Silver Students will fight each other, and on the seventh day, the top 10 players in each group will be decided.

When Dabi screened only forty people left, the school palace would come forward to synthesize the abilities of these students and arrange the battle, and at this time, it was rumored that the monks on the mountain might disguise themselves as ordinary people to watch the battle, and then select the disciples they wanted.

Jing Ming understood that Dabi is divided into four groups, namely A, B, C, and D, and the same is true for the silver level, because this year's students from Daliang Country will also participate in the student competition in Fengtian, so this year's students are exceptionally more than in previous years, each of the four groups has about 130 students, and the total number of the four groups is as many as 552 people.

Moreover, Kangyan students are directly assigned to the black iron level regardless of their excellent grades, and it is destined that this year's black iron level competition will be much more intense than in previous years.

After queuing for a long time, it was finally Jing Ming's turn.

After taking out the token and checking it, the instructor said respectfully: "Uncle Ming, your ranking is one hundred and thirty-eight in Group D. ”

When the instructor spoke, his voice was calm and not full of fireworks, but the students who followed behind Jing Ming did burst out laughing, although the school palace had already said bluntly that the ranking of names had nothing to do with the level of strength, but the students were clear in their hearts, the strength of the students in Group A was obviously one level higher than that of other groups, as for Jing Ming's group D, it would naturally be the weakest, and the teenager's ranking was one hundred and thirty-eighth in group D, so he was naturally the last in the whole grade.

Jing Chen was crowned king, Jing Ming followed him as an uncle, the Jing family can be said to be the most popular family in the Yan country now, the tree is big, and there are naturally more haters, and Jing Ming used to be the first person among the students in Fengtian, but now his Yutang acupoint is abolished, and he has become a waste person who is forced to embark on the road of martial arts, and the students all call Jing Ming a princeling, and they all threaten to defeat him head-on.

At this time, after confirming that Jing Ming was in the D-level group, a student walked to the silver branch of the inner hall and whispered to Song Hanchuan, who was talking and laughing.

Song Hanchuan came to the school palace very early, but he never confirmed the grouping, so he walked to the instructor and said, "Group D." ”