"Brother Jin, how did you know that the restaurant is full of people from Beidou School?"
After leaving the restaurant, the two of them walked towards the auditorium of Daxia's First Military University. On the way, Huang Mao finally couldn't help but ask.
"Those people sitting in the restaurant are full of blood, even more so than the old students yesterday. They are as eye-catching as stoves. Who else can they be if they are not old students from Beidou School?"
Wang Jin said calmly: "Those people in the restaurant are not only old students from Beidou Seven Schools, but also the best among the old students. They are extraordinary."
"ah?"
Huang Mao was surprised. He was not an ordinary old student, but one of the best among the old students of Beidou Seven Schools.
Can Brother Jin stop it?
"Brother Jin, aren't you worried?"
He couldn't help but ask.
"What's there to worry about?"
Wang Jin's face was calm, as if those old students from Beidou Seven Schools, no matter how outstanding they were, were just ordinary people in his eyes: "Trash is still trash even if it is gathered together, and the best among trash will be the best after all."
It’s just better trash.”
His complexion was as pale as a vampire, without any color, and combined with his good looks, he looked like a sickly noble man.
However, the words that came out of his mouth were so domineering that Huang Mao subconsciously admired him, but he quickly realized something.
He called those top students from Beidou School trash... But I am not even as good as those top students...
Then am I worse than trash?!
…
"Brother Kun, what do you think of this Wang Jin?"
In the restaurant, as Wang Jin and Huang Mao left, everyone in the restaurant also looked back.
In the corner of the restaurant, a boy looked sideways at the person sitting next to him and asked in a low voice.
The person next to him was a boy with a head full of black hair mixed with white streaks. At this time, he was looking thoughtfully at the direction Wang Jin and the two left, but did not answer.
"Haha, what a bullshit Martial Saint's qualifications, he is clearly just a sick man."
In another direction of the restaurant, a burly man was sitting alone at a table. At this time, he was looking at the direction Wang Jin was leaving, and couldn't help but sneer, with disdain on his face.
"Ge Peng, you are so arrogant. That boy named Wang Jin, but a powerful man from the sect personally said that he has the qualifications of a martial saint. Why, when it comes to your mouth, he turns into a sick man who has accomplished nothing? Could it be that you
Is it better than bulk vision?"
A cold and arrogant boy sitting across the table from the burly man had his arms folded in front of his chest, and with a sarcastic look on his face, he spoke in a neutral tone.
"Cai Zexing, you don't need to criticize me as soon as I come up. Although I'm not as strong as Da Zong, I won't be like a bunch of followers like you. I will do whatever Da Zong says. I have eyes and I will make my own judgment!"
Ge Peng sneered and said: "Don't tell me, you didn't feel it just now. The energy and blood in this boy named Wang Jin was extremely depleted. It was obviously something wrong with his martial arts practice. Although I don't know what this boy is.
How could he defeat hundreds of freshmen by himself yesterday? But I can be sure that this kid’s injuries are not serious. How can such a sick boy have the qualifications of a martial saint?”
The boy named Cai Zexing snorted and did not refute. He seemed to be very at odds with Ge Peng. At this time, he just sneered and did not miss any opportunity to ridicule Ge Peng. He sneered and said: "You can't tell, Ge Peng."
, so it turns out that there are not only muscles in your head, but also brains?"
"What, you want to show off with me? I don't mind giving you a lesson today."
Ge Peng stood up with a sneer, his broad figure blocking all the light coming from outside the restaurant.
"Didn't you two say that you are here to meet Wang Jin, who has the qualifications of a martial saint? Why are you still fighting?"
There was a chuckle from the side, and a pretty but somewhat cold-looking long-legged beauty chuckled.
"Although I came here for Wang Jin, who is said to have the qualifications of a martial saint, but Cai Zexing's
He's so arrogant that I can't help but want to teach him a lesson."
Ge Peng sneered, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and suddenly there was a crackling sound like fried beans.
"Would it be embarrassing to start a fight on the territory of Daxia's First Army, Wuhan University?"
A faint voice came from the side, and a boy with a boring face stood up, yawned a little boredly, and said: "If you two want to fight, you'd better save your energy and don't go to the territory of Daxia's First Army, Wuhan University"
Fight, go back to your own schools and fight."
The boy seemed to have not woken up. As he spoke, he staggered towards the door.
"Guanyun, didn't you say you wanted to meet this Wang Jin? Why are you planning to leave now?"
The cold-looking girl subconsciously spoke out.
"What can I do?"
The boy with a sleepy face didn't even look back. He staggered towards the door and said casually: "He's just a martial arts saint whose qualifications have been blown out. Look at his declining energy and blood. He
How many levels are you at? The road to martial arts has just begun. Even after suffering such a serious injury, you still want to step into the realm of a martial saint? With the qualifications of a martial saint? It would be great if you can become a grandmaster."
"I guess the big boss was dazzled and made a mistake. I have no interest in dealing with such a so-called genius who has been blown out. If you want to meet, please do it yourself."
Guan Yun said as he slowly walked out of the restaurant door.
…
In the festively decorated auditorium of the First Military University of Great Xia, Zhang Zehong, the principal, in suits and leather shoes, and a group of teachers were already sitting on the high platform, quietly waiting for the freshmen to enter.
"Principal, I heard that someone posted the evaluation of Wang Jin by that powerful person on the Internet, which made the students of Beidou Seven Schools very unconvinced."
A teacher on the left turned sideways and came over, with the word "worry" written on his face. He said worriedly: "We won't have students from other schools coming to cause trouble in our freshman assembly today, right?"
"Come on, come on. Our First Army in Great Xia, Wuhan University, are we still afraid of these things?"
Zhang Zehong didn't seem worried at all and said with a chuckle.
Seeing that the principal was not worried at all, as if everything was under control, the teacher was slightly relieved, sat up straight again, and muttered: "I don't know who is so wicked as to make that powerful person treat Wang Jin."
The evaluation was posted online. Isn’t this putting our No. 1 military force in Great Xia on the fire pit? I haven’t heard of anyone being evaluated as having the qualifications of a martial saint for so many years..."
"I posted it online."
Unexpectedly, just as the teacher's muttering stopped, he heard the principal beside him say calmly.
"ah?"
The teacher almost choked on his own saliva, and even the other teachers turned their heads in shock.
"Since our First Military University in Great Xia has accepted such a good student, we have to show it. What's the point of hiding it?"
But I saw Zhang Zehong said lightly with a relaxed smile on his face.