"Ning Chen is here too." Lu Xiao greeted Ning Chen.
Ning Chen nodded, but saw Zeng Fanshu staring straight at a woman from the Shura tribe, as if he was falling in love, and murmured: "Sister Siam Ling, I miss you so much."
Damn it!
Ning Chen looked at Lu Xiao in surprise, what's going on?
Lu Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't we stay in the Shura tribe for a while? This guy Zeng Fanshu couldn't stay any longer, so he wandered around when he had nothing to do. As he went back and forth, he met the Shura tribe woman named Siam Ling, and he was out of control from then on."
Before, Ning Chen was still thinking about how many people would cross racial barriers and fall under the skirt of a Shura woman. Unexpectedly, the first one would be Zeng Fanshu.
Zeng Fanshu walked towards Siam Ling and stretched out his hand to take her hand, but was glared at by Siam Ling.
Like a mouse seeing a cat, he immediately retracted his hand, with an expression on his face that he had done something wrong, and a little disappointed, and asked gently: "Sister Siam Ling, how are you doing during this time?
You don’t know, since I left you, I haven’t thought about food or drink, as if I’ve spent centuries in a dark and lightless world. Every day without you is a torment for me.”
puff......
Someone vomited.
Du Xiao's face twitched and he spread his hands helplessly: "You see, it's hopeless."
Ning Chen only felt embarrassed. This guy was also shameless. With so many people, he could still say such disgusting words.
The Shura woman named Siam Ling blushed with embarrassment, glanced at Zeng Fanshu with her charming eyes, and said coquettishly: "Don't say such shameful words, there are so many people."
The Shura people have always stayed in the Shura Dao and have little experience. They can be said to have "simple folk customs". How have I ever seen such sweet words.
However, Zeng Fanshu was too bold, which made the Shura men a little unhappy.
A Shura man stopped Zeng Fanshu and shouted: "Siam Ling is angry. She doesn't like you. Stay away from her."
Zeng Fanshu did not argue with him. He looked at Siam Ling with resentful eyes and whispered: "Sister, I will come find you when you are free."
Ning Chen couldn't stand it anymore.
He signaled to Du Xiao, asking Du Xiao to capture this shameless thing like Zeng Fanshu.
At this time, people from the school also arrived.
Several teachers arrived and took the Shura people to settle in. The school specially prepared a dormitory for them. After all, the Shura women were fine, but the men were too tall. Living in ordinary dormitories was a bit uncomfortable for them.
Instructing the tribesmen to go with the teacher, Siam Yun looked at Ning Chen and said, "Ning Chen, where are you planning to go? My father told me to follow you."
Why are you following me?
Ning Chen rolled his eyes, but still replied: "I plan to go to the martial arts hall to practice." As he said that, his heart moved, he glanced at Siam Ba, who was burly and looked like a fitness geek, and said with a smile: "Would you like to go with me?
You and Siamba should visit the martial arts hall of our Capital Martial Arts Academy."
"Okay." Siam Yun immediately nodded in agreement, with a smile on her face when talking to Ning Chen. She was not as cold and annoying to Ning Chen as before.
The group of people dispersed, and the Shura people also left.
Ning Chen, Chen Zhao, Han Zhong, Siam Yun and Siam Ba went to the martial arts hall.
...
Originally, Siam Yun really wanted to visit the martial arts academy. She was very interested in the Beijing Martial Arts Academy and was curious about everything she saw.
But in the end, Ning Chen didn't take them around at all. He directly asked for the largest training room and entered the training room with a few people.
"There are training rooms here in the martial arts hall." Chen Zhao introduced at the same time, "Just like this one, there are various weapons inside, and it is absolutely quiet. You can practice martial arts and understand the techniques. Even sparring is no problem.
, both the walls and the floor have been specially reinforced, so there is no need to worry about damage.”
"Of course, training rooms are also divided into levels."
"It depends on your personal cultivation strength and you just need to choose a suitable training room."
"This training room now is the most advanced training room in the martial arts hall. It can be used for warriors below the seventh level to practice and learn. Do you feel it? The spiritual energy here is stronger than outside."
As he said that, Chen Zhao glanced at Ning Chen and sighed in his heart that Ning Chen was really rich, and continued: "Of course, the higher the level of the training room, the more expensive the price will be. For the specific price, you can go to the front desk then.
Just ask and you’ll find out.”
While listening to Chen Zhao's introduction, Siam Yun and Siam Ba looked at the huge training room.
The training room covers hundreds of square meters, with various weapons placed in the corners, including swords, guns, swords and halberds. In addition, there are more than a dozen cameras responsible for shooting from multiple angles.
This is very useful during the discussion. You can film the discussion process, review it, and check for omissions and fill in the gaps after the discussion.
There is even a sofa and TV in the corner.
If you are tired, you can rest somewhere, watch TV and enjoy free snacks.
Of course, ordinary people would not spend so much money to come to this top-level training room to watch TV and eat snacks. It would be purely leisurely.
"It looks good." Siam Yun said.
Siam Ba was more direct. He punched the wall with a loud bang, which shocked both Chen Zhao and Han Zhong.
I saw that the wall was dented, a pit appeared, and the white paint peeled off, revealing the metallic luster inside.
Obviously, this wall is not ordinary concrete, but metal. Judging from the luster of the metal, it seems to be some kind of special alloy.
Siamba took back his hand and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad. It's very strong. It's stronger than the rocks in our clan's land."
Chen Zhao and Han Zhong looked at each other, secretly surprised.
This is the highest level training room. Warriors below the seventh level can build it at will. Even the walls are made of special alloy, but Siam punched a hole in it.
Isn't this guy too strong?
As for warriors above level seven, they will not come to the training room to practice.
The seventh level is called "tongshen", which already involves the level of supernatural powers.
Just like when Vice-Principal Zhu killed the ancient snapping turtle in Linjiang City, he used his magical power of thunder to cause thunder to fall, with astonishing destructive power.
The training of warriors at this level is too destructive. If the magical power of thunder falls and the training room cannot withstand it, the entire martial arts hall may be destroyed.
Therefore, the highest-level training room here can only be used for training by warriors below level seven.
Ning Chen smiled and said to Chen Zhao: "How about it, are you interested in competing with Siamba? You have never fought against the Shura tribe before, right? This opportunity is rare."
Chen Zhao was a little moved. Although he was shameless when trying to please Ning Chen, he was all pretending. In reality, he had always been a fighting maniac.
Fighting against the Shura tribe was a great temptation for him.
However, Siamba's punch just now made him hesitate: "This brother Siamba is very strong, I'm afraid..."
"It's okay." Ning Chen smiled and said: "Siamba only uses physical strength, no other means." He looked at Siamba, "Siamba, is this okay?"
Siamba nodded and said, "No problem."
Hearing Siamba's promise, Chen Zhao immediately became energetic: "Okay, let's discuss it with brothers Siamba. Let's stop until we click."