The sound of destruction was deafening, and a track as thick as a railroad track appeared on the ground of the Lu Academy Martial Arts Hall, like a ferocious dent made by a thousand-legged giant centipede.
At the end of the broken pieces of earth, stone and wood, Liang De still maintained his posture of forward punching. The engine of Ren Du's second pulse was burning red, his muscles were tense, and the heat all over his body was boiling, like a thousand-degree nickel ball immersed in cold water.
His thrusting fist was tightly grasped by Chang Duanxuan's right hand.
This time, the fist was not crushed.
Chang Duanxuan tilted his shoulders back, and saw a shock wave formed by gray and black mottled inner energy suddenly erupted from his back, smashing down a large wall behind him and causing a chaotic collapse of smoke and dust.
At this point, the strength contained in Liang De's full-strength punch was completely removed by him.
The collapsed wall exposed the blue sky outside the museum, fresh air poured in, and the chirping of birds made it feel even quieter.
"Ade, what is the most important thing for a martial artist?"
"It's martial virtue, master."
"What is the martial ethics of our sect?"
"It's about respecting life, practicing the hardest kung fu, and becoming the person who respects life the most."
Chang Duanxuan patted Liang De on the shoulder happily, and the latter fell down directly without any strength, lying flat on his back in the broken groove made by himself, gasping for air.
"You can start training now. I have taught you all the killing punches of Dongguo's ancient boxing techniques and Danshuiliu Karate. You can heal the arm bones and internal organs that were damaged by Yin Jin after I caught your fist just now, and have a nutritious breakfast."
Just go to the teaching area to take classes.
Remember, you must convince others with virtue.”
The seven days of hellish tutoring ended here. At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was clear and clear.
Liang De put on the military green uniform of the Lu Academy, holding a cup of Mortal Cultivation Coffee just taken from the vending machine, and walked slowly towards the teaching area of Sheng Wuxu Private High School.
After being extracted and turned into an inherent commodity, Liang De can make this kind of Gan Emperor coffee and store it in the vending machine and supply management space as long as he inputs extraordinary power, and then take it out and drink it when needed.
The management system that comes with Zi Xing Shen Tong also has a pricing function. I am just a customer here, so I don’t know what the use is.
Liang De set up an automatic production mode, consuming the excess extraordinary power every day to produce coffee. The fuel tank of his hybrid car's meridian dantian is only so large, and the expansion progress is slow. It cannot hold too much extraordinary power, so it is better to make it into a coffee storage
Get up for emergencies.
Ah, he is such a good man who is diligent and thrifty. I don’t know who will benefit from him in the future.
Speaking of which, if I meet a girl I fall in love with at first sight in this world of Sword Immortal Ruins, but unfortunately she is in another school, we fall in love with each other but have to face each other with swords. In the increasingly crumbling Sword Immortal Ruins, the first and last love,
The tragic farewell stained with blood on the battlefield, the adventure of wandering in the world, the fateful reunion, the return of the original swimsuit...
Wait a minute, there’s a question, why is the swimsuit back in the sixth episode? No, that’s not the problem!
Liang De, Liang De, you are no longer an otaku who lives in a peaceful society and can daydream freely. Don’t you understand your dangerous situation? At least two-thirds of the people in this school want to
Kill you, you still have time to think about these things, these things... wait until you return to the safe area of the dormitory after class to think about it!
In short, let’s survive until the final exam, take part in the graduation trip, and find a way to travel back to my hometown.
Liang De was holding coffee with a straw in his mouth and walked through the campus filled with vermilion ghost fires. The surroundings were deserted and there were not many people in sight.
The three departments of sea, land and air are hostile to each other and cling together internally. They will gather separately after the wake-up bell rings every day and go from the safe area of the dormitory to the classroom together. No one will be left alone to wander around and give away others. For example, Liang De only got it because of tutoring.
Early in the morning, I walked alone from the Martial Arts School of the Lu Academy to the teaching area.
"Oh my god... no one will take advantage of this to ambush me." Liang De's steps suddenly became sneaky, tiptoeing, looking left and right, and his clumsy snake-skin movements made Yuan and Chang who were observing secretly laugh.
Because credits are a matter of life and death, different academic departments are enemies with no room for compromise.
Now the most powerful first-year Sora Academy is firmly at the top of the list in terms of credits, so there is no need to send out manpower to take risks.
If you send fewer people to ambush, you have to worry about being ambushed or missed. If you send more people, the other students who stay in the classroom are at risk of being surrounded and annihilated by the two departments.
The same goes for the other two departments.
It is normal for the three to confront each other and to be wary and restraint of each other.
Therefore, outside of the unified test, the three academic departments are almost in a state of teaming up. The beginning of a battle is a team battle. Even the strongest Aerial Academy has no room to send out surprise troops.
So, of course, Liang De didn't encounter an ambush enemy until he walked to the door of the first-grade general education classroom.
The air was fresh and his body was light and relaxed. Liang De felt that he was much better than when he had just traveled through time. He might be in pain or die, but he was no longer so afraid.
There was a crack in the classroom door, and Liang De walked softly and stopped.
Not counting the time when I was sneak-attacked by a jk-subdued girl with a rubber bomb just now, today is my debut battle, a crucial battle that determines my status in the school.
How did those arrogant high school students start? They put their hands in their trouser pockets and kicked the door open, holding toothpicks or straws in their mouths. Then they tilted their heads and provoked in a very unruly voice: "Who is the boss of this class?"
Someone, come out with me."
Would it be better to replace the "I" here with "my uncle", but "my uncle" has an ancient flavor of Baodao campus romance in the last century, and using "my uncle" is too damn sour, no
Even saying fuck can't balance the sour taste of thinking about this word.
It’s so hard. It’s so hard to debut in high school. Should I dye my hair blonde first or get a sky-high aloe hair style? I haven’t been to high school in more than ten years and I have no clue!
Is there anyone with 20 years of high school experience who can help me guide me on how to create the fashionable look of the king of beasts in a hot-blooded high school? How can I say, "Before you are beaten to death by me, remember my name."
, I, Qing Yue High School, the evil strategist, ancient " This kind of line full of chuuniu arrogance completed an unprecedented high school debut.
Well, the revival of literature and art must return to tradition and sublimate tradition. I will use the most classic form.
Liang De put his hands in his trouser pockets and kicked open the classroom door. The steel-soled military boots specially made by the Lu Academy kicked the door into two pieces, and the broken piece flew directly into the sky.
The action is sharp and the scene is exciting. It is worthy of me.
Liang De maintained his posture of sideways kicking, took his right hand out of his pocket and covered his right eye, as if suppressing the restless king of beasts in his heart.
"Hey, who is the boss here? Come out with me!"
The rebellious voice and the green ending of the note are full of youthfulness that cannot be concealed under the fierce publicity. It is worthy of me.
"Boss here? Are you talking about me?"
Half of the classroom door spinning in mid-air suddenly stopped like a stuck frame. Following a cold and ruthless gaze, the wooden door was divided into dice-sized squares by Sen Leng's invisible sword energy and scattered all over the floor in an instant.
On the podium, a middle-aged teacher with black hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a white shirt walked down the podium, holding the Sheng Wuxu Private High School Rules, also known as "Seven Bans and Fifty-Four Kills," under his arm, and approached Liang De step by step.
He has a 37-year-old hairstyle, is in his 40s or 50s, has an indifferent expression on his face, and has zero kindness and patience in his cold dead fish eyes.
Jiang Chi, the general director of the Kongxue Department and the teaching director of Sheng Wuxu Private High School.
It holds the record for the highest number of handicapped students since the school was founded.