Chapter 8: Weak Chicken Class?【Second Update】
Mo Li came out of the small black room and looked around, huh, where is the dean?
He didn't worry about his grades at all, at least he still had the confidence to enter the academy.
"Hey, young man, you ask for more blessings!" Lao Dou sighed, and a pair of cross-eyed eyes looked Mo Li up and down, as if the next time they met, they were afraid that Mo Li was missing a part.
Watching Lao Dou walk outside step by step with his hands behind his back, Mo Li was even more confused.
What's the situation?
This time, I honestly didn't move inside, could I be wrong again?
"Brother Li'er, it seems that you are in trouble and ran away from the dean!" Wu Hao on the side spoke cautiously, it was too scary just now.
"What trouble did I get into?" Mo Li had a bad premonition.
When Wu Hao introduced the situation outside, Mo Li was dumbfounded.
Is this all right?
I really didn't do anything?
What kind of talent detector is this reliable? It can't be broken, right?
Or is it really going against the sky?
A terrible thought rose in Mo Li's mind, and then he quickly shook his head and threw it out.
Alas!
I'm so sad, what should I do?Before I entered the school, I offended the biggest boss of the academy, how can I upgrade and fight monsters in the future?
After a long time, Mo Li sighed helplessly and said to Wu Hao: "What about you, the blue talent should be very good, which class are you in?"
"Me?" Wu Hao pointed to his nose, his face full of tears: "Just like you, a fifth-class student a year!"
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Don't have anything to say, hard brother, fortunately there are you!
Forget it, no matter, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, take one step at a time, do it alive, count it when you die, people die and birds are facing the sky, I don't believe that this academy can eat the master alive.
After looking around and glancing at the row of puppets on the edge of the square in the distance, Mo Li hesitated, waved his hand at Wu Hao, and walked now.
It was only when I got closer that I realized that there was a row of puppets from small to large, with different realms written on them.
Starting from the Blood Refining Realm, all the way to the Infant Realm.
"Brother Li'er, Brother Li'er, I know this thing, this is a formation pattern puppet, specially used to test the strength of spiritual power!" Wu Hao's words revealed a hint of excitement.
Array Puppet?
Haven't heard of it!
Mo Li shook his head!
Wu Hao on the side was already eager to try, and worked hard to move his fists and feet, and his aura rose up, condensed into his fist, and went up to the chest of a puppet engraved with the word "blood refining" on it.
Airplanes!
A slight tremor sounded, and a bright light rose from the puppet's body, as if it was shrouded in a light mask, and after being forced, there was a burst of ripples, and after the ripples stopped, a number was revealed in the center of the puppet's forehead.
Four hundred and fifty!
Four hundred and fifty gongs?
According to the calculation method that one skill is equal to one hundred kilograms, the strength of one's own blood refining realm is only forty-five thousand kilograms?
Wu Hao pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied with the damage he had caused, it stands to reason that a blood refining realm like his own can only be considered a passing pass if he has reached about five hundred merits.
Mo Li took a look at it, and was also a little curious, the spiritual power in his body was definitely far greater than that of people in the same realm, plus the strength of his physical body, Mo Li really didn't know what kind of damage would be caused to such a puppet.
I touched the puppet's body, it was cold, and I didn't know what metal it was made of.
The whole puppet is full of messy lines, and those who don't understand it are like looking at a mess, but it is these messes that make Mo Li a little familiar.
Oh, by the way, I have seen such stripes before, when entering the Cave Heaven Blessed Land of the predecessors of the Purple Bamboo Thunder Emperor, Wu Fat drew countless such stripes, found the most central point, and activated it with his own blood, thus opening the door to enter.
However, what Wu Pang called a formation at that time was much more complicated than this.
Mo Li used his soul power, a pale cyan soul power vortex in his mind turned slightly, and his divine thoughts passed through his brows, forming a spiritual eye, condensing his divine thoughts, and looking at the formation patterns on the puppet's body.
After a long time, gradually, Mo Li felt that in the position on the top of the puppet's chest, there was an existence where all the formations converged, like a hub.
Mo Li exhaled, put away his spiritual eye, did not reserve, mobilized the aura of his whole body, and the golden aura poured into Mo Li's right hand like a tide.
Rumble!
A heavy punch was blasted out, and the entire puppet was smashed by Mo Li's punch for more than ten meters, and the light on his body shone brightly, and one electric light after another surged on the puppet's body, and after a few seconds, it was completely silent.
"Brother Li, it seems that you are in trouble again!" Wu Hao was a little unsure, but he still reminded Mo Li.
"It won't be so fragile, isn't it said that it can withstand the strongest attack of the Soul Melting Realm?" Mo Li hesitated a little, stepped forward to look at the demon puppet that had turned black, and turned around and pulled Wu Hao and said in a low voice: "Hurry up, the puppet was damaged by me!"
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I want to cry, who is the little expert in death, why am I so unlucky! Wu Hao felt so aggrieved.
When I got out of the main hall, I found that the original bustling crowd had almost dissipated, and even the first-year students who had just completed the entrance examination were brought back by the teaching of their respective classes.
Only the fifth-class class with only a dozen or so people remained.
Seeing Mo Li and Yuan Quan coming out, the teacher of the fifth-class class stood up, said coldly, "Let's go", and then led the team away.
There is no inquiry, no demand, and it seems that all things cannot attract the attention of this cold-faced teaching.
As soon as Mo Li and Wu Hao entered the team, an elderly student next to them stabbed Mo Li's arm, and by the way, he secretly glanced at the cold-faced teaching.
"Little junior brother, welcome to the 'weak chicken class', my name is Zhang Lin, hehe, we will be brothers in the trenches in the future, if there is anything you don't understand, just come and ask me, but I said junior brother, you are powerful enough, you can even make the legendary dean angry like thunder!"
Mo Li looked at this thin and tall senior brother, and felt that there was a lot of meaning in his smile, and he felt a little gloating.
"Senior brother, why are we called the weak chicken class?" Mo Li tried his best to make a harmless appearance of humans and animals, and for friends who took the initiative to release kindness, Mo Li naturally would not show his fangs.
"Hehe, when it comes to this, there are some things to say, but there are two main reasons, the first is of course because of our talent is weak, and the second one is because of our teaching!"
"Little junior brother, I don't know if it's your luck or misfortune to be able to come to our "weak chicken class", but I hope you can persevere. ”
"Senior brother, what do you mean by that?"
"Hehe, you'll know tomorrow, get ready! By the way, let's teach it to be called Leng Feng. ”
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At this time, Zhang Lin sold Guanzi, which made Mo Li and Wu Hao on the side itch in their hearts.
This Leng Feng was very cool, about in his early thirties, his face was covered with beard, and he seemed a little unkempt, but his cyan robe was clean.
Entering the gate of the academy, Mo Li found that the entire academy was amazingly big.
An amazing playground at the front end stretched all the way to the foot of the old mountain, and with Mo Li's eyesight, he could only see the situation on the side of the mountain clearly.
A wide bluestone paved road leads gently down the slope from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.
The entire hillside forms a group of buildings, lined up with blue bricks and red tiles, which looks particularly quiet and serene in the last rays of the sunset.
A magnificent tower is very conspicuous, a bit of a stand out from all the buildings, towering high, looking dozens of meters high.
"Zhang Lin!"
As soon as he entered the academy, Leng Feng snorted.
"Here!"
Zhang Lin, who was originally teaching Mo Li the survival experience in the academy, heard Leng Feng's voice, and subconsciously became excited, quickly opened his mouth to respond, crossed the team, and ran in front of Leng Feng.
"Zhang Lin, you are responsible for taking them to familiarize themselves with the environment, and start the formal academy cultivation tomorrow!" Leng Feng's voice was cold and crisp, and there was no superfluous expression on his knife-like face from beginning to end.
"Yes!"
Zhang Lin responded loudly!