(Warm reminder: Chapter 101 has been swallowed, and the content has been merged into this chapter)

After a while, Han Xiaoxing came out of Su Bei's room happily. She felt that her eyes were opened and she benefited a lot.

It's still early to see.

His eyes quickly rolled around, and he immediately began to practice martial arts.

Of these two techniques, one is called Iron Shirt Kung Fu, which trains the body horizontally and focuses on defense; the other is called Shenhezhi, which gathers strength and focuses on attack.

Han Xiaoxing rubbed his hands and did it as soon as he thought of it.

"Bang——"

He climbed to the second floor, kicked open the door, and rushed to Tian Liang who was changing clothes on the bed. Li Dazhi shouted, "Dazhi, come on, hit me!"

"What?!"

Tian Liang and Li Dazhi on the bed looked confused. They were preparing to take a bath and rest early.

What kind of evil did Han Xiaoxing do?

This matter was too troublesome to explain, so Han Xiaoxing rolled his eyes again and came up with a plan.

He looked at Li Dazhi and thought, bah, he spit on his face from a distance.

Li Dazhi was caught off guard: "???"

Tian Liang looked confused, what kind of cool operation is this?

"What the hell! Han Xiaoxing! I'll beat you to death!!"

Li Dazhi's fierce roar and the sound of "squeaking" his fists to the flesh could be heard in the room.

Han Xiaoxing buried her head on the ground with tears streaming down her face, struggling to support herself and cheering secretly: "Su Bei is right, if you want to develop the thickest armor, you have to endure the most severe beatings!"

In order to practice the D-level iron shirt skill, I worked hard!

A quarter of an hour later.

Han Xiaoxing returned to the room with a bruised nose and swollen face.

"Hey, Han Xiaoxing, what's wrong with you?"

Roommate Luo Xiaohei leaned on the bed and asked in surprise.

But Han Xiaoxing looked stunned and muttered to himself: "Su Bei said that in order to become a C-level martial arts ginseng, you have to poke everything and insert it wherever you find it."

"What did you say?" Luo Xiaohei didn't hear clearly and asked subconsciously.

At this time, Han Xiaoxing came back to his senses and looked at Luo Xiaohei on the bed with burning eyes.

"Um, Master Xing, what do you want to do?"

Luo Xiaohei quickly folded his arms in front of his chest, trembling as if he was about to be abused as a young daughter-in-law.

"Ouch!"

Han Xiaoxing raised his index finger, turned around, and poked the wall of the hotel room with one finger.

"What kind of nerve is this?"

Luo Xiaohei was stunned, but the expected pain did not occur.

"呲——"

Only the sound of broken bricks was heard.

The physique of F5 warriors was already different from that of ordinary people. Han Xiaoxing's fingers penetrated directly through the wall and into another room.

"Ah, there's a pervert! Peeping Tom!!"

A woman's scream suddenly rang out from the next room, and there was a faint hint of excitement in the fear.

Han Xiaoxing and Luo Xiaohei looked at each other.

Is this...will something happen?

The door opened with a bang, and Lian Jiazi walked into the room with a pale face.

"Who? How dare you peek into a girl's room?!"

Lian Jiazi looked at the two of them coldly, wondering how Qiushui High School could teach such a polite scum!

Han Xiaoxing raised his fingers in embarrassment, and just when Luo Xiaohei thought he was about to take the initiative to confess, he suddenly pointed at the edge of the bed.

"Report to the teacher! Luo Xiaohei did it!"

Luo Xiaohei was stunned for a moment: "What the hell, I..."

"Hmph! I knew it was you!"

Lian Jiazi said angrily, "Go and stand outside for an hour, and then go find someone to apologize!"

"No, Teacher Lian, I..."

Luo Xiaohei was at a loss and hurriedly wanted to defend himself, but his throat seemed to be entangled with an invisible chain and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

"What am I!"

Lian Jiazi yelled, "Hurry up, do you hear me?!"

"Hmm..."

Luo Xiaohei drooped his head and nodded in humiliation.

He put on his coat and walked outside.

"Haha, Teacher Lian, I just said, Luo Xiaohei is too naughty and needs to be dealt with."

Han Xiaoxing quietly received the "Knocking on the Door" talent and said with a cheerful smile.

"Hmph, if the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy!"

Lian Jiazi snorted coldly, turned around and left the room.

"call--"

Han Xiaoxing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the holes in the wall. Do you still need to practice the joint finger?

At this moment, the door was knocked open with a "bang".

Lian Jiazi walked into the room with a livid face and asked: "Who? How dare you peek into a girl's room?!"

Han Xiaoxing's face fell instantly.

Not long after, two figures with drooped heads stood at the door of the hotel.

"How is this going?"

"I heard that I was peeping into a girl's room and I was made to stand!"

"Ah, what, there is such an operation? Who is it?!"

"Han Xiaoxing, and Luo Xiaohei..."

A few students strolling outside were talking from far and near, and the news quickly spread.

"It's all your fault."

Luo Xiaohei looked at Han Xiaoxing with resentful eyes.

I saw this stupid person receiving the gazes with a calm face, "Su Bei said that there are countless weird talents in this world, and there are many methods that target the spiritual will."

To develop the thickest armor, you must have an inhuman will. All these things in front of you will only make you stronger.

He clenched his fist slightly, everything was under control!

…

At this moment, Su Bei, who had gotten rid of Han Xiaoxing's entanglement, could finally think about things with peace of mind.

Well, actually nothing happened.

Because I'm too lazy to think.

He opened his laptop, connected the keyboard, and logged into the Tiandao server.

Switch to the directory with the word "rong".

He wanted to see what was going on with today's farce.

Command: cat Zhang Ergou

result:

Name: Zhang Ergou

Race: human

Sex: Male

Date of birth: August 30, 2004

Natural lifespan: 36

Genetic Talent: Hatred

Basic level: B2

Current identity: The successor of the Zhang family, one of the nine great families in China

…

Su Bei's eyes tightened, this was actually a B-level peerless expert.

No wonder he couldn't detect any abnormalities with his six senses. The other party's aura, movements, and tone were all flawless, as if he were an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.

"It is extremely dangerous to be targeted by such a person!"

He sighed softly, feeling even more urgent about finding out the details of the other party.

No, at this age...

Natural lifespan: 36

Su Bei's eyes froze, he was born in 2004, is he going to die?!

Haha, I will die next year too.

We are really brothers in distress!

Scroll directly down to the most recent record.

"At 18:00 on March 26, 2039, Zhang Ergou, who had returned from vacation in the United States, passed through Suzhou City, Suzhou Province. He felt a slight palpitation. Something big would happen here."

…

"At 19:00 on March 26, 2039, Zhang Ergou left Suxing Airport. This feeling became more and more intense. He did not dare to be careless and got up all night to make a hexagram."

…

"Tianshan Escape, Shuireitun, Huozegui... Zhang Ergou's expression changed drastically, the death hexagrams are connected, and the desperate situation is connected. This is a sign of a life in ruins!"

Seeing this, Su Bei stopped operating the keyboard, and the elementary "metaphysics" transmitted from Pei Shisan slowly spread in his mind.

Will there be any disaster in Suzhou City?

Could it be...

His fingers trembled slightly, thinking of the war on the East China Sea border. Could the situation be about to become so critical?

Continue reading to see what good strategies this B-level expert from the Zhang family has.

"At 20:00 on March 26, 2039, Zhang Ergou decided to spend his few years of life to deduce the secrets of heaven and find the hope of disaster."

…

"At 23:00 on March 26, 2039, he came to Xinling Street, Suzhou City overnight, where everything began and ended, but flies from the United States were chasing after him.

"He avoided flies, explored carefully, and finally found something unusual. There was a very cold atmosphere 5,000 meters underground in Xinling Street."

Su Bei remembered that the coldness he felt on Xinling Street was slowly coming out of the ground.

This is consistent with Zhang Ergou's findings.

Could it be that the hexagram of devastation of life is not due to the disaster of the giant beast in the East China Sea, but to something deeper underground?

"At 06:00 on March 27, 2039, a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon. Zhang Ergou, who had been busy all night, suddenly felt a sense of fear. The source... was not underground!

"Wrong, wrong. He quickly raised his head and saw the changes in the stars and the change of skylight. There was a huge throbbing in his heart. Something big was going to happen in the sky..."

Su Bei's eyes narrowed and he quickly scrolled down.

However, there is no description of the relevant content below. It only says that Zhang Ergou started eating wontons at the morning stall on Xinling Street, and then wandered and took a walk.

There is only one sentence, hidden in the experience of ten o'clock in the morning.

"At 10 o'clock on March 27, 2039, at this time, Zhang Ergou's lifespan has been consumed a lot and there is not much left. He wants to wait until the source and end of all disasters."

Then, it was until the afternoon.

Zhang Ergou met Su Bei, Han Xiaoxing and others. He did not expect that Luo Xiaohei would be so clear about the origin of Xinling Street, so he started to tease them.

Sometimes, coincidence is also fate.

"At 16:00 on March 27, 2039, flies from the United States appeared. However, Zhang Ergou discovered that what really made his heart palpitate was not the flies, but the group of students in front of him!"

Su Bei's face changed drastically. What does this mean?

Can a group of rookies threaten a B-level expert? If not, then...

He continued to read down.

"My 'big money' was actually broken... Zhang Ergou was shocked. There was indeed something wrong with these students! He thought of the hexagram of this catastrophe and decided to give it a try."

Then, the three foreigners were manipulated by his "hatred" talent and transferred their "hatred" to Su Bei.

"What the hell, that's what happened!"

Su Bei became angry. Based on his own intuition, this guy wanted to use the hands of three foreigners to kill a group of his students.

This is too cruel!

In his eyes, is human life as contemptible as a rotten dog?

What follows is Zhang Ergou’s deduction and investigation of his group of students.

These ordinary information made him puzzled.

What big waves can a group of students make?

Then there are some piecemeal investigations, which have little to do with Su Bei and others.

He glanced at it a few times and then turned to the end to check the latest status of Zhang Ergou.

"At 20:00 on March 27, 2039, Zhang Ergou felt confused and couldn't figure out the answer. He decided to turn around and observe these suspicious students for a few days."

Finally, there is one more sentence.

"If they really have a problem, Zhang Ergou will not mind breaking the clan rules and risking divine punishment to kill these students in their cradle for the sake of catastrophe."

Seeing this, Su Bei felt that it was extremely ridiculous.

There are people in the world who are willing to kill for an intuition, a guess, or a hexagram.

What a disaster!

The scariest thing in the world is that you are talking to the other person, but the other person is thinking about how to covet you... no, to kill you.

Su Bei was a little angry and scared at the same time.

If such a B-level strongman suddenly attacked and killed him regardless of the reason, he would definitely be unable to resist and would definitely die.

I am too weak after all!

He sighed, and the more he thought about it, the more speechless he felt.

This is no different than the morning when the teacher had a premonition that you would cause trouble in class today and punished you to stand for the whole day.

"I feel like the sky is going to fall every day!"

Su Bei sighed self-deprecatingly, "That's why I seize all the time to lie down and sleep!"

He shook his head and began to think about how to deal with it.

Forget it, too lazy to think about it.

Switch to the directory with the word "Zhu" and open Zhang Ergou's skill list. There are actually 108 files.

He is indeed a B-class martial artist!

Su Bei browsed through it and found that it covered a wide range of topics including astronomy and geography, Yin and Yang Bagua, science and technology, humanities and arts, handicrafts, grain miscellaneous studies...

And the six most important documents.

One is his genetic talent, called "hatred".

【Name】Hate

[Type] Genetic talent

【Grade】B

【Realm】Master

[Content] An ability to control mental hatred, attract, transfer or eliminate resentment

[Remarks] Income from Zhang Ergou’s awakening

"It's another B-level talent, and it's up to the master level! If you use it, you won't lose this time!"

Su Bei sighed happily.

This "hatred" talent is very powerful when you think about it! I just don't know if the hatred value can be transferred to the illusion of the "snowflake" talent...

He was too lazy to think about it, but he would find out the magical effect if he tried it with Han Xiaoxing later!

The second is Zhang Ergou's knowledge of a subject called "metaphysics".

The knowledge of this subject is available in Northern Jiangsu and was passed down from Pei Shisan. It is only at the elementary level.

But Zhang Ergou is different.

His "metaphysical" knowledge actually reached the level of a master.

This made Su Bei a little doubtful. Is what he said about the devastation of life true or false?

The third one is Zhang Ergou’s martial arts skills.

Zhang Jiagui is one of the nine great families in China. How can the inheritance of martial arts be simple?

There are three sets of the most powerful ones here.

The first is a set of internal qi skills called "Qi Nourishing Technique". The name is very vulgar, but its grade is A-level, which is more powerful than the "Luo Yun Heart Sutra" of the Suzhou Cha family.

Next is a set of swordsmanship "Taomu Sword Technique", grade C, which is the same level as "Tiangang Fist Technique" and "Disha Fist Technique".

The last one is a set of body skills called "Step to the Sky", which is ranked C level, one level higher than "Jinghong Step".

However, Zhang Ergou only practiced these three sets of martial arts to the expert level and did not reach the master level.

The remaining basic swordsmanship, basic steps and basic internal energy are all at the level of a master.

Fourth is Zhang Ergou’s metaphysical skills.

Divination, fortune-telling, talismans, formations, astrology, tarot, pendulums, shackles, fortune-telling, throwing, fortune-telling, dream interpretation... everything is available.

After reading this, Su Bei had only one thought: it was too powerful. This Ergou was simply a mobile treasure house.

Therefore, the top priority is to copy it quickly!

Copy! Copy!

He stretched out his hand and typed out the "cp" command line after line, and a burst of relief immediately bloomed in his body and mind.

On the upper floor of the hotel, there happened to be a girl with a gift of hearing.

A sound of pleasant male moans reached her ears, and her face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

What are you doing downstairs?

Another girl who was chatting with her on the bed opposite her immediately noticed something was wrong and couldn't help but joked: "What's going on at this late hour? Who are you thinking of?"

"Huh, tomorrow is the senior high school competition! I don't want anyone!" The girl blushed and waved her hand.

"Geez, I don't believe it!"

Another girl immediately jumped over from the opposite bed and yelled, "Look at me scratching you! Scratch, scratch, scratch!"

"No, it's not possible here..."

These chaotic sounds also reached the ears of Su Bei, who had the talent of "listening".

He felt itchy and started to get down to business.

This Ergou is so hateful, he must be taught a lesson. But which method should be used?

The newly discovered "baldness" debuff immediately appeared in his mind. Well, it's time to try the effect!

By the way, there is also "second shot"...

He did it as soon as he thought of it, and with the feeling of comfort still in him, suppressing his laziness, he quickly typed two lines of commands.

Copy "baldness" and "second shot" to Zhang Ergou's name!

He thought for a moment, and for the sake of safety, it would be best to add "forgetful" and "robust". Well, let's make 10 copies.

Command: cp /home/01/在/Lianjiazi/034 /home/01/在/Zhang Ergou/111

Tip: The target folder does not exist

Su Bei was stunned: "???"

Why does Zhang Ergou no longer exist? He is dead?

This group of American players is quite strong!

He was surprised and switched to the directory with the word "rong".

Command: cat Zhang Ergou

Tip: The user you are viewing is not in the service area

Su Bei read this line twice with solemn eyes. He had seen this reminder before, on Pei Shisan.

Zhang Ergou's "metaphysics" and other knowledge quickly came to his mind.

There are indeed some theories to cover up the secrets, but with Zhang Ergou's current methods, it seems that he still can't do it.

"There is only one possibility, that is, there is some kind of treasure."

Su Bei thought firmly that he was no longer the rookie he was before.

"In that case, let's let you go for now."

He shook his head and put down his thoughts.

Such a strong person may have many strange methods, so there is no need to push too hard.

After doing this, it’s time to try your new abilities!

He closed the computer, unplugged the keyboard, walked into the shadows, and immediately disappeared into the night.

"Hey, Luo Xiaohei, it's time, make the bed and get ready for bed!"

In the room, Han Xiaoxing took out a book and spread it under the pillow and sheets.

"Master Xing, you are so hardworking!"

Luo Xiaohei sighed with admiration, and took out a stack of textbooks from his backpack not to be outdone.

Tomorrow is the senior high school competition. Only by practicing this method can we avoid anxiety and make further progress!

"Snapped--"

At this moment, a big foot suddenly kicked Han Xiaoxing on the butt. The huge force made him fall down on the bed.

Who dares to sneak attack on me!

Besides yourself, who else is there in this room?

"Damn it, Luo Xiaohei, are you going to rebel?"

Han Xiaoxing was immediately furious. He rubbed his butt and turned around, only to see Luo Xiaohei giving him the middle finger with an arrogant look.

Then an unconscious flower fell on Luo Xiaohei who was sorting out his textbooks on the bed.

"Master Xing, what did you say?"

He blinked and said innocently.

"What the hell, you're still pretending! It wasn't you who kicked me!"

Han Xiaoxing became even more angry. He strode forward, grabbed Luo Xiaohei's ears, and pushed him onto the bed.

"Han Xiaoxing, you are going too far!!"

Luo Xiaohei screamed miserably, kicked his limbs wildly, and tried his best to resist.

The two got angry and struggled on the bed.

Next to him, Su Bei, who was under the cover of six senses, nodded. It went very smoothly and the experiment was successful.

This "hate" talent can indeed be used on illusions!

It turns out that after kicking Han Xiaoxing just now, the one who appeared behind him and gave him a middle finger was an illusion created by Su Bei.

Then, he transferred his hatred to the real Luo Xiaohei.

This prompted a scuffle between the two.

"Haha, poor two guys."

Su Bei glanced at the two people on the bed and gloated.

Well, Luo Xiaohei can’t bear it!

He quickly stepped forward and punched Luo Xiaohei lightly.

Despicable and shameless Han Xiaoxing immediately fell on his back.

Luo Xiaohei saw this and took advantage of the situation to pursue him. He jumped on him and punched out with both fists.

"Ahem, this is right."

Su Bei nodded and said cheerfully, "Despicable Han Xiaoxing, I tell you to play zither every day!"

At this time, Han Xiaoxing suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Su Bei said that if you want to master Iron Shirt Kung Fu, you have to take the most vicious beatings and develop a body of copper skin and iron bones!"

His eyes lit up and he simply held his head and gave up resistance.

"Luo Xiaohei, fight quickly, I don't want it!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"I'll beat you to death, you lunatic!!"

Luo Xiaohei was so angry that his nose was crooked. What happened every day!

Dad is right, the world is a terrible place.

Su Bei, who quietly escaped into the shadows, returned to the room.

Tomorrow is the high school competition, and there is only one last thing left for me to do today.

That is the fulfillment of the "dream of being strong" of these students who devoutly study in the special training camp!

He turned on the computer again and connected the keyboard.

Check to see which students are making their beds and preparing to practice pillow writing, and secretly write down their names.

Don't worry, wait until they are asleep.

He closed his eyes and began to recall all the changes in the past few days, and unconsciously fell into a light sleep.

The six senses of the "Snowflake" talent naturally dispersed and became alert.

Suzhou City, Yunhe Hotel.

It is not far from Xinling Street. You can easily monitor and observe changes by climbing up and looking far away.

"These students today are a bit weird."

Zhang Ergou put on his pajamas and thought about what happened in the afternoon.

"There is actually a future B-class expert here. By the way, his name seems to be Han Xiaoxing."

The powerful B-level psychic sense went back and immediately found out the names of some of the conversations between several people in the afternoon.

"And the last one, Su Bei."

He murmured, "Why does this person give me such terrible fear?"

Zhang Ergou paced repeatedly, feeling uneasy.

"Could it be that... the disaster that devastated all living beings was caused by him? No, no, he is too weak!"

He thought about it and couldn't figure it out.

There are also changes in Xinling Street. The Yin Qi in the ground persists and there are unreasonable light and shadow phenomena in the sky.

"The East China Sea is not at peace, and changes are happening inland... This Jiangsu province is afraid of overturning! How should China save itself..."

He was worried and suddenly felt a huge and inexplicable sense of crisis falling on him.

"No, this feeling...is a punishment from heaven!"

Zhang Ergou's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly took out a simple tortoise shell from his arms, wiped it with his finger, and smeared it with blood.

The nameless follow-up force patrolled in a circle, seemingly unable to find its target, and receded like the tide.

"Huh... I'm scared to death. Fortunately, there are treasures left by our ancestors! Hey, my Zhang family is really in trouble!"

He sighed, feeling a little strange.

Um, why is this dick so soft and weak?

He suddenly had an ominous premonition. Thinking of his words on Xinling Street during the day, he couldn't help but be shocked: "No way, can divine punishment really damage the kidneys?"
Chapter completed!