Chapter 27: Did the two of you treat the Freshman Assembly as an outing?
The old students and teachers in the audience all had the same expression.
My eyes were so wide open that they almost fell out of my head, and my mouth was so open that it felt like it was dislocating.
They couldn't believe what was happening before them was real.
A first-level monster actually leapfrogged the level and killed a second-level monster, and that monster was a high-level monster with racial talent, a manticore.
Of course, that manticore didn't even use its racial talent.
There is no weakling in the monsters with racial talents. They are all top-notch geniuses in the group. Only they are challenged by others, and they are never challenged by others, unless the challenger is more talented.
But Yang Ming is an E-level talent.
All of their minds were filled with questions, but no one gave them answers.
They didn't see how Yang Ming killed the manticore just now.
I just saw Yang Ming lure away the Manticore and the final change in points.
Some of the students who were led away by Yang Ming just now couldn't bear to let Yang Ming face the monster alone and were ready to help.
But after they followed up, Yang Ming and the manticore had disappeared.
Fortunately, they found the paw prints of Manticore, and finally succeeded in finding the place where Yang Ming and Manticore fought just now.
I saw the miserable corpse of the manticore and the surrounding scene as if it had been blown up by a bomber.
Ten thousand mythical beasts rushed through their hearts, plowing their fragile hearts over and over again.
How many monsters did they produce this time? Not only did Gu Lin have an SSS-level talent, but there was also Yang Ming who could single-kill second-level monsters.
How can "ordinary people" like them compete with these monsters?
When I thought that even if I survived the freshmen meeting, there would still be many monsters pressing on me, I suddenly felt that my future was uncertain.
"Go over there! There is water over here, not over here! Over there, over there!"
"I told you to go over there, why do you still come here?"
"Are you sent by God to torture me?"
"Ah! My pants!"
Yang Ming struggled to crawl out of the mud pit. His only pair of pants became dirty, and he was filled with despair.
"Don't worry, isn't it just a pair of pants? I'll just compensate you. I can't see you this late at night."
Hong Ruyue on the side said with crooked eyes.
Although she didn't mean it, she felt happy physically and mentally when she saw Yang Ming, the man who beat her until her face was bruised and swollen, covered in mud.
Seeing her like this, Yang Ming became furious for a moment.
But thinking about his current situation of being dependent on others, he could only break his teeth and swallow them in his stomach, and could only secretly wipe his tears at night.
When I recover, your mother won't recognize you unless I beat you, and I will take your last name!
Yang Ming secretly swore in his heart that if anything happened to the woman, he would still beat her.
This woman was so bad that she had no clothes to wear, which he couldn't bear.
He could endure most things, but he couldn't endure being without clothes.
He was an orphan in his previous life, and no one would buy him any clothes. Some clothes would be nice.
So when he grows up, his concept has become that even if the end of the world comes, as long as he gets a new set of clothes, he will greet it with a smile.
He thinks that leaving him without clothes means cutting off his happiness.
That's why he put away his clothes and shoes at the beginning of the freshman assembly.
But fortunately, although the pants were dirty, at least they were not rotten and could be worn after washing. However, he had already written down this grudge in his heart in a small notebook.
"Just stay here, don't leave, I'll recover"
Yang Ming got up from the ground and said to Hong Ruyue who was walking around.
He felt that the top priority was to restore his spiritual power first.
"Then you recover first and I'll go walk around."
Hong Ruyue saw that Yang Ming was already sitting on the ground and starting to run the exercises, so she felt bored and left.
By the time Yang Ming regained his strength, it was already noon the next day.
When he opened his eyes, he found that there was actually a house, or a small villa.
Yang Ming's first reaction when he saw the house was to rub his eyes with his hands.
Wasn't this an empty land yesterday? Why did a house pop up today? He thought it was his imagination.
But when he opened his eyes again, the villa was still there.
He stood up, ready to see what was going on.
Yang Ming touched the outer wall of the villa. It was made of bricks and felt very real.
Yang Ming removed a brick from the wall, weighed it in his hand a few times, and then smashed it hard on the ground.
The brick actually turned into foam and slowly disappeared in front of his eyes. He was finally sure that someone was doing something wrong.
Yang Ming walked to the wooden door of the small villa and saw that there was a doorbell.
Yang Ming pressed the doorbell very politely, then knocked on the door twice and said:
"Is there anyone inside? Can I come in?"
After a while, a voice that was very familiar to Yang Ming came from the door:
"Xiao Yang has recovered? Come in."
After getting permission, Yang Ming opened the door and saw Hong Ruyue sitting on a chair holding a cup of tea and taking a sip.
"Oh, my infinitely beautiful Miss Hong Ruyue, you can actually build such a beautiful house."
Yang Ming praised Hong Ruyue against his will. What he said was just to pave the way for the next sentence.
"Can you build one for me too? I can pay you 10 points as reward."
Seeing that this house was built by Hong Ruyue, Yang Ming's eyes turned red with envy, and he choked after opening it.
Anyway, he now ranks first in points and is officially the champion. Moreover, he has completed the number of monsters killed in tasks one and two. He wants to enjoy the wonderful time in the next four days.
He also needs to relax and unwind.
"Oh, handsome Mr. Yang Ming, don't you think your quotation is a bit low? You want a thin lady like me to build a house for you? People will laugh at your words if they spread."
Hong Ruyue choked back and threatened Yang Ming to increase the price by saying that the points were too low and if the price was not increased, the matter would be spread.
But can Yang Ming accept this grievance? He immediately said:
"Oh, dear Ms. Hong Ruyue, don't you know that fists are the only criterion for testing truth? Then I will use my fists to test whether you, this lady, are thin or not."
After saying this, Yang Ming clenched his fists as if to fight.
"I'll make it! Why don't you let me make it for you! Yang Ming, you are really a robber. You are ready to beat me even if you fail. You are not a gentleman at all."
Hong Ruyue said quickly that although she had not been with Yang Ming for long, she felt that Yang Ming would really beat her up, so she agreed while Yang Ming was still planning to give her points, otherwise she would not give them any points later.
After saying that, she walked out of the house and waved to the open space in front of her.
In the blink of an eye, a well-decorated small villa appeared in front of Yang Ming.
He didn't ask Hong Ruyue how she did it. It was someone else's secret, so why should she tell him.
Then he returned all the points he had earned from robbing Hong Ruyue, since these points would not affect the outcome anyway.
Just lie down next, Yang Ming thought comfortably as he lay comfortably on the big soft bed he specially requested.
Everyone watching the game was silent.
Hey, q Si Mi?
Did you two treat the freshmen meeting as an outing?
A tent can't satisfy you, you have to build a house, and it's just a small villa!
Everyone broke through their defenses and hid wherever they were dirty every day, for fear of being seen by others.
But these two are so good that they can live in a villa directly.
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Has the format of the freshman assembly changed this year?