"Tianmen!" Hearing these two words, Wu Xiaofei was shocked.

Tianmen is a sacred place for martial artists, gathering more than 30% of the warriors on the earth, and was established by the first martial artist of mankind, Zhenwu Emperor 'Tang'. Human beings can gain a foothold from the troubled times, and Tianmen has made great contributions. At the same time, Tianmen is also one of the six major forces of mankind independent of the four human kingdoms.

"Can a quasi-martial artist join the Heavenly Gate?" Wu Xiaofei did not agree, but asked rhetorically. As far as he knew, only those who became true martial artists could join the Heavenly Gate.

"Genius is always privileged. Wang Tie looked at Wu Xiaofei and said seriously, "And it's just a preparatory member, and you can enjoy a subsidy of five thousand earth coins from Tianmen every month." After becoming a true martial artist, there will be a higher salary. ”

"Genius?" Wu Xiaofei doesn't think he's a genius, he just knows the plot well. If you want to say genius, Liuli can be counted. Not only did he get the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, but he also had the courage to cultivate it.

"I'll think about it!" Wu Xiaofei thought for a moment and replied, he didn't want to decide his future too early.

"Then you think about it!" Wang Tie nodded and got up, "Give me your ID card, and I will handle the formalities for you." ”

In this era, ID cards have many uses, such as: savings function, student ID, bus card, etc. The ID card title of ordinary people is citizens, and above there are star power people, government dignitaries, warriors, etc., these are the privileged classes of this era.

At this time, Wang Tie wanted to upgrade Wu Xiaofei's ID card level to a quasi-martial artist. The status of the quasi-warrior has left the bottom and stepped into the privileged class.

"It's done!" After more than ten minutes, Wang Tie returned his ID card to Wu Xiaofei and completed the upgrade of his ID card.

"Drip~Drip~"

As soon as Wu Xiaofei took his ID card, his mobile phone rang and a text message came.

"Citizen Wu Xiaofei, your ID card title is upgraded to be a quasi-martial artist. ”

"Drip~Drip~"

As soon as I finished reading this text message, Wu Xiaofei's mobile phone rang again, and another text message came: "At 13:24 on March 26, 2313, Wang X transferred 50,000 Earth Coins for you, and your account balance is 50,360 Earth Coins, please pay attention to check." ”

"Teacher, you." Wu Xiaofei looked at Wang Tie and was a little overwhelmed for a while. In his memory, the gross income of his parents is only about 50,000 earth coins per year, which is not a small amount of money for him. And it was so easy that it made people feel a little uneasy.

"It's just a little mind!" Wang Tie waved his hand indifferently. Whether he used to be a martial artist or now as a chief teacher, 50,000 Earth Coins was too insignificant for him.

Wu Xiaofei was silent. Wang Tie's meaning of giving him money is obvious, he is trying to win him over, or Wang Tie will win over every potential student. Wu Xiaofei doesn't like to take other people's things casually, he is useless, and he also takes other people's hands short. But Wang Tie's money couldn't be refused, so he was silent.

"Thank you, teacher!" thought 0. In 5 seconds, Wu Xiaofei made a decision.

"Hmm!" Wang Tie smiled and nodded.

Next, Wang Tie told Wu Xiaofei some things that he should pay attention to as a quasi-martial artist, and then he and Liuli left. Wang Hao called, he had already ordered food in the school cafeteria, and asked Wu Xiaofei and Liuli to hurry over.

No matter what the era, the school will not always allow students to drink alcohol. Therefore, you can only drink with alcohol and drink a lot.

Drinks have the benefits of drinks and the disadvantages of drinks. The advantage is that no matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk, and the disadvantage is that if you drink too much, you will urinate very often. Although he was drinking a drink, everyone was very enthusiastic, and after drinking one drink after another, Wu Xiaofei was a little 'anxious'!

The celebration took place on the third floor of the school cafeteria. The first floor of the canteen of No. 36 Middle School is for students to eat, the second floor is for teachers, and the third floor is relatively high-grade. The private rooms are separated by glass, and the dishes are better, but the price is very expensive. Except for the children of the rich, the children of the poor do not come here often.

Unfortunately, after Wu Xiaofei was 'in a hurry', he met someone he hated when he entered the private room.

"Yo, isn't this Wu Xiaofei's classmate? You also come to the third floor for dinner? Is the money enough? Do you want me to borrow a little from you?" A voice with seven points of banter and three points of provocation sounded in Wu Xiaofei's ears. It was Zhang Hao, he was holding Ren Qiqi and looking at Wu Xiaofei with a little provocation.

Wu Xiaofei didn't make a sound, because the dog yelled at you, you can't bark at the dog, right!

But often many times, the mad dog is unreasonable, and the more you ignore him, the happier he barks. Wu Xiaofei's actions fell in Zhang Hao's eyes, which was undoubtedly a great provocation to him, so he was very unhappy and angry.

"Untouchables!" Zhang Hao scolded fiercely, his expression was a little hideous, and his right hand scratched Ren Qiqi's full chest, Ren Qiqi's face was full of pain, but she could only grit her teeth and insist.

In school, you are not allowed to fight forever, but you are allowed to fight, and the result of the fight is not much different from the result of the fight. Therefore, as long as the consequences are not too serious, the school will just turn a blind eye.

For the last time he was beaten by Wu Xiaofei, Zhang Hao was full of resentment towards Wu Xiaofei in his heart, and this incident had become his laughing stock at school. Zhang Hao wanted to provoke Wu Xiaofei very much, and then teach him a good lesson in the name of learning, and even beat him to death. But it's a pity that Wu Xiaofei didn't give him the opportunity to 'learn'.

And he is a quasi-martial artist, and if he directly challenges Wu Xiaofei, he will inevitably be suspected of bullying the weak with the strong. Moreover, it is normal for ordinary people to refuse the challenge of a quasi-martial artist, and no one will feel ashamed. Therefore, Zhang Hao was very angry because he couldn't find a reason to learn from Wu Xiaofei.

Ren Qiqi is a beautiful and scheming woman, she understands that Zhang Hao has a fire in her heart, so she wants to vent her fire for Zhang Hao. The best way to vent a man's anger is to vent his most primitive **.

Private rooms have the advantage of being private rooms, even if the inside is turned upside down, the most sound can be heard outside. Soon, the disheveled Zhang Hao vented his anger. It is said that the man after the fire is ruthless and desireless, too forgetful, and his brain is blank, Zhang Hao is in this state at this time.

Ren Qiqi, who is also disheveled on the side, is playing with her mobile phone, and women in this era also like to take selfies and post them on Moments. Ren Qiqi, who was playing with her mobile phone, suddenly found that a friend in her circle of friends had posted a photo, which was a scene of more than a dozen people eating around a table, and Ren Qiqi clearly saw the figure of her ex-boyfriend Wu Xiaofei in the photo. At the same time, the caption of the photo is "Celebrating my good brother Wu Xiaofei becoming a quasi-martial artist".

"Brother Hao! Brother Hao, look at it!" Ren Qiqi saw the photo and immediately held her mobile phone and exclaimed to Zhang Hao.

"Stinky ****, what's the noise?" Zhang Hao, who was interrupted by Ren Qiqi's 'too forgetful' state, was very angry, scolded angrily, and snatched the mobile phone, "You stinky women know all day long."

Zhang Hao was stunned before he finished speaking, and he saw the photo of "celebrating my good brother Wu Xiaofei becoming a quasi-martial artist".

"Damn, this kid is **** lucky. For a long time, Zhang Hao scolded in a low voice. Then he suddenly rejoiced, "Since he has become a quasi-martial artist, can't I just talk to him openly?"