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Chapter 380 Some stories cannot be forgotten

Su Yue had just set foot in Xidu City and met an acquaintance before he even left the station.

Du Jingshu!

"You, you... you you..."

Seeing Su Yue, Du Jingshu was like seeing a ghost, so exaggerated that his lips trembled.

Behind Du Jingshu, there was another student from Seibu.

Su Yue took a look and saw that he had just broken through to the third level.

"You bastard, haven't you seen this handsome face?"

Su Yue punched Du Jingshu angrily.

What a little surprise.

"What is your... name? Sorry, I forgot!"

Su Yue looked at the classmates behind him again.

He had the impression that he had seen this person before, but he probably hadn't spoken to him before, so he wasn't familiar with him.

"My name is Zhang Weiwei, a sophomore student. We met in the student union office. I was still in the second grade at that time.

"We Seibu classmates are all proud of you."

Zhang Weiwei stepped forward and quickly shook hands with Su Yue.

"If you don't dare to take it, if you don't take it, it's all luck."

Su Yue also quickly greeted him politely.

As the saying goes, when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, they burst into tears. After wandering outside for so long, Su Yue felt a little warm in his heart when he suddenly saw two classmates.

"Su Yue, why are you looking like a reform-through-labor prisoner now with this hairstyle!"

Du Jingshu pinched his long flowing hair, and then looked at Su Yue in surprise.

Didn't this kid really care about his hairstyle before?

"Cut it short and refreshing, this is the state of a tough guy."

Su Yue touched the fault in his hair.

When I left the Wet Realm, I was so upset that I decided to cut it off.

Later I discovered that short hair is actually quite handsome.

Anyway, my facial features are superior and I look handsome from any angle, so it doesn’t matter.

"If you don't practice hard, where are you going?"

Su Yue asked again.

"Bah, I still don't practice well? I am the hardest working member of the entire formation class at the Research Institute, and I practice till I vomit blood. Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

Du Jingshu glared at Su Yue dissatisfied.

His eyes were full of all kinds of depression.

"Du Jingshu has really worked hard enough. If nothing unexpected happens, he may be able to break through to the fourth level in three to five months."

Zhang Weiwei said with an envious look.

This year's freshman class is truly extraordinary.

"Fourth grade? You can do it."

Su Yue was also a little surprised.

"We are also lucky.

"Because of the Master Tu Chain, the Research Institute is throwing money at us at all costs. If we don't make a breakthrough, even the country will be sorry for our resources.

"When Gong Ling and Liao Ping also break through to the fourth level, our Master Slaughter Chain can kill the seventh-level aliens remotely.

"How are you? Are you excited?

"Unfortunately, the Tu Zongshi chain has very strict requirements for warriors. They must be at the same level and there must be no discrepancy in age.

"When we all break through to the fourth level, you can come back and press the position."

Du Jingshu became more and more excited as he talked.

"What rank does Wang Lufeng have?"

Su Yue asked again.

"Don't mention him, you're angry!"

Brother Du, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly turned cold, as if he was applying an eggplant peel to a facial mask.

"Wang Lufeng just broke through to the fourth level three days ago, so the Scientific Research Institute asked me to be a substitute.

"It's amazing.

"Another fourth-grade freshman. You freshmen this year have simply made the old students lose face."

Zhang Weiwei smiled bitterly.

A Su Yue.

A Wang Lufeng.

Currently there are two freshman and fourth grade students.

Among this class of warriors, there will definitely be someone else who will defeat the Grandmaster in the school.

How terrible.

"It's level four, damn!"

Su Yue took a breath of cold air.

When I met Wang Nanguo a few days ago, he didn't even mention Wang Lufeng's fourth rank.

Huh.

It doesn't seem right.

When he met Wang Nanguo, Wang Lufeng had just broken through and had not had time to notify his father.

If Uncle Wang found out, he wouldn't be so excited that he would have a brain attack.

"Zhang Weiwei, don't be discouraged.

"Wang Lufeng's grandson is a second-generation official. His father is the top detective of the China Detective Bureau. He also has a master who teaches him painstakingly and has many treasures in his hands.

"He was the first to break through to the fourth level because of his family connections.

"Little bastard, it's not fair.

"I'm so angry!"

Now the three words Wang Lufeng have become taboo in Du Jingshu.

"Wang Lufeng is the second student to break through the fourth grade, and I am the first!"

Su Yue corrected it in time.

The first is the handsome guy in front of you.

"I...sigh..."

Du Jingshu took another look at Su Yue.

He has a kind of tragic and heroic spirit.

Ever since the college entrance examination, I have been suppressed by Su Yue.

Now they are used to being pressured, and their opponents have all become Wang Lufeng.

Sad.

"Your father is King Qing, and your godfather and master are both ninth-grade Chinese. It would be boring for us not to compete with you!"

Du Jingshu finally found a reason to comfort himself.

You have a strong background and I can't afford to offend a big guy like you.

"Who doesn't know that you, Du Jingshu, are a rich man? Don't pretend to be so!"

Su Yue also mocked Du Jingshu.

Everyone is just water, why do you pretend to be so pure?

"Speaking of which, Zhang Weiwei is an inspirational model.

"He is an ordinary member of the family, a true grassroots riser. In the whole Seibu, the first person I admire is myself, and the second one is Zhang Weiwei."

Du Jingshu patted Zhang Weiwei on the shoulder.

"I thought the first person you admired was me!"

Su Yue shook his head.

"He should be envious, jealous, and resentful of you. It has nothing to do with admiration anyway."

Zhang Weiwei also chimed in and joked.

Later, Su Yue asked some questions about the Master Tu Chain.

In fact, this is a secret of China, but with permission, Du Jingshu also briefly said something.

As for the finer details, Su Yue has to go to the Research Institute himself to find out. Presumably the Research Institute will not hide it from him. After all, Su Yue is the founder of a generation.

But due to discipline, Du Jingshu didn't go into too much detail.

At this time, Wang Lufeng and the others were preparing to drive their car and started checking tickets.

"Du Jingshu, I want to ask you a question."

Before leaving, Su Yue asked.

"Ask quickly."

Du Jingshu stood up and said.

There is a queue at the ticket gate and there are still a few minutes left.

"You are a rich second generation, why do you insist on going to the battlefield to fight? You don't have to worry about food and drink."

Su Yue was puzzled.

This is a rich second generation, a rich second generation who is purer than gold.

He should take remuneration very lightly.

"Can you call this a problem?

"Of course I went to the battlefield to defend the country.

"I'm defending the country, why do you have any excuse? My grandfather could break my legs.

"Without a country, there would be no Du family. Just do it and it's over. There's a lot of bullshit."

Du Jingshu looked at Su Yue in surprise.

This grandson can run faster than a dog on the battlefield. He is afraid of losing a little bit of credit, so he loves to fight against the master.

Why are you so pretentious today?

"Zhang Weiwei, what about you?

"Why are you working so hard in the wetland?"

Through the chat just now, Su Yue also learned that Zhang Weiwei was also a desperate man on the battlefield. Every time he came back from the wetland, he was a frequent visitor to the hospital. He just said that several nurses were chasing him.

"He...he wants to get promoted and get rich!"

Du Jingshu rushed to answer.

"fart!

"If I want to make a fortune, I can make a lot of money by squatting on the street and sticking cell phone stickers. Apart from the urban management, there is no threat at all.

"Please follow the path to promotion and wealth. Don't enter this door if you are greedy for life or afraid of death. I, Zhang Weiwei, go to the battlefield because the blood of China's six thousand years of inheritance flows in my body.

"Since you choose martial arts, you will never be afraid of sacrifice!"

Zhang Weiwei is still a little anxious!

"It's just a joke, no warrior who dares to go to the battlefield is afraid of death.

"Su Yue is a role model in this regard, this guy is called a dead little expert!

"Let's go, treat me to dinner when you have time!"

Before leaving, Du Jingshu and Su Yue put their arms around each other.

Don't say it.

Long time no see, but still a little friendly.

"I think there is a flaw in what you said. It should be because you invited me to dinner because you have money!"

Su Yue smiled bitterly.

Why are all my friends so thick-skinned?

"Forget it, who doesn't know that the military remuneration you received during the battle in Jingxiao City can definitely exceed 800 million.

"Come on, hurry up, I'm afraid I'll be too jealous and I won't be able to help but hit the rich man!"

Du Jingshu and Zhang Weiwei crossed the ticket gate.

Su Yue shook his head.

From his previous doubts about sacrifice, he entered into another doubt.

yes.

China actually doesn’t owe itself anything.

Every time the war ends, China will give itself a large reward, and every time it reaches the upper limit.

Others are also fighting for their lives, others are also sacrificing.

Each war is not won by oneself alone.

Isn't it really a bit pretentious?

Because of Bai Zhiyong, do I have some demonic obstacles?

Su Yue licked his tongue.

I originally wanted to find an answer for myself while I was resting, but I didn't expect it to become more and more confusing.

After leaving the station, Su Yue planned to walk back to Seibu.

I still have my mobile phone in the dormitory, and the cash I have with me is almost gone.

The sun is very bright early in the morning.

There are people coming and going on the street, and there are also many students.

It turned out to be a weekend.

Su Yue chose a path that was not often taken, and strolled slowly and leisurely in the direction of Seibu.

In an alley with a relatively narrow road, Su Yue saw a bookstore. There were several students at the door licking ice cream and reading.

I'm still enjoying it. I don't know if it's because the book is wonderful or because the ice cream is sweet.

Su Yue didn't take it seriously at first.

There are libraries in every Wuhan University. Not to mention a top Wuhan University like Seibu, even a Class B high-level Wuhan university has a library hundreds of times more luxurious than this one.

The door of the bookstore was open, and Su Yue glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

Huh?

There is no book on martial arts.

There are also no books on liberal arts such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

They all seem to be story books from that era in the 21st century, and some have a very historical feel.

The Four Great Classics and so on.

"It's free to read a book, buy an ice cream cone, and I have to pay the rent!"

Su Yue walked in unconsciously.

At this time, the boss with eyes said that he was looking down at a book without raising his head.

"Uh, sorry!"

Su Yue quickly put all the cash on his body in the box.

The boss didn't even look up, the box was right there, and he wasn't afraid of the money being stolen.

Su Yue had a feeling that the boss seemed to have gotten into the book.

No one paid attention to him, and Su Yue glanced aimlessly at the bookshelf.

Finally, he found a very old book with heavy signs of being read.

Su Yue found a small bench and began to read the stories in the book.

Unknowingly, he became obsessed!

This book is actually not a storybook, but records some historical fragments, which are all real historical events.

It should be the beginning of the 20th century, a very gloomy history in China.

There were several clips that particularly touched Su Yue.

There are five strong men on Langya Mountain.

There are also flying to capture the Luding Bridge, climbing Ganling Mountains, heroes blowing up bunkers, firing cannons at me, and so on...

There are many other deeds, some of which are just a few strokes, but the sacrifices and tragedy in the story unknowingly made Su Yue's eyes blurry with tears.

What era was that?

There is no martial arts, only the mortal body.

Facing wolves, tigers and leopards that were dozens of times stronger than themselves, when China was at its most dangerous, the people of China were united and no one was afraid of sacrifice. With the simplest thermal weapons, they finally won the greatest victory in history.

In the following decades, China tightened its belt again, and in a short period of time, it once again stood on top of the world.

Whether it's economics or technology.

We shed our blood on the battlefield just because we don’t want to be slaves.

We go on and on, just because we don't want to lose an inch of the mountains and rivers.

We are united as one and march towards the enemy's artillery fire.

There are heroes one after another in the story. Who cares about success or failure? They can even take their own lives lightly, let alone honor and money.

This is a role model.

At this moment, the depression that had been suppressed in Su Yue's heart suddenly disappeared.

China has a history of six thousand years, and the souls of those heroes are the soul of China.

The pride of those heroes forged the backbone of the giant China.

Who do you think you are, Baek Jiyong?

You are just an ugly piece of ringworm. You won’t be able to survive for a few days, and sooner or later you will reap the consequences.

What on earth do I, Su Yue, live my whole life for?

Why did I first embark on martial arts?

Su Yue closed the book and carefully put it back on the bookshelf. He left the bookstore confidently and calmly.

The backbone and soul of China must eventually be defended by someone.

"Hey, there are still college students today who are willing to read these stories!"

After Su Yue left, the bookstore owner looked at the bookshelf.

He knew the location of every book very well, so he saw the book that Su Yue had read.

"Hey, that big brother just now, is he Seibu Suyue?"

A junior high school student asked the classmate next to him.

"It kind of looks like it, but I can't confirm it."

The classmates murmured.

"It turns out to be Seibu Suyue, no wonder, he may resonate with me.

"Chinese civilization has been standing on earth for 6,000 years, and these young people are the foundation."

The bookstore owner nodded.



Su Yue saw the Seibu Gate.

Finally back, Su Yue's heart was beating slowly and he was still a little excited.

I hope Mu Cheng won't run around.

However, with the next breath, Su Yue's face showed a faint smile.

Bai Xiaolong, Meng Yang!

This pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks actually walked out of the gate of Seibu.

The way they showed affection made Su Yue feel like he was frying chili peppers.

Too spicy for the eyes.

"Hey...my junior brother is back."

Bai Xiaolong walked over quickly, looking very enthusiastic.

Meng Yang followed closely behind.

"Su Yue, I heard that your boy has not received the reward for the battle in Jing Niao City yet. Is it because the money is too much and it is boring to spend it?

"Meng Yang and I are planning to open a Long Yang Foundation. You can make donations and I will help you spend money, eliminating the boredom and troubles of all rich people!

"We will soon break through to the sixth level. Now we are heavily in debt and need a discerning investor."

Bai Xiaolong has a playful smile.

At the same time, he also inadvertently showed off his strong energy and blood fluctuations.

"Level 6? So fast?"

Su Yue frowned.

He was really shocked by Bai Xiaolong.

If I remember correctly, it didn’t take long for Bai Xiaolong to break through to the fifth level.

Meng Yang came even later, having just made a breakthrough at the exchange meeting at Wuhan University.

The fifth level is the most difficult stage, how could they both practice so fast.

"You are allowed to cheat.

"The two of us have the same sword skills, and we are invincible in the wet environment.

"Where fifth-grade warriors dare not go, we two dare to wander casually, as if entering an uninhabited land.

"We can also go to places that cannot be reached by the sixth grade. We are still in a state of having no opponents. Masters are lonely!"

Bai Xiaolong looked embarrassed.

Hearing this, Su Yue fell into deep thought.

That's right.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang's mandarin duck sword skills are simply cheating skills.

In the wet realm, there are many jungles of monsters, and there is no defense against warriors below level six.

After all, Grandmaster-level monsters are very lazy, and sleeping is a matter as big as the sky.

When there is no master's breath, they will remain in a deep sleep state.

However, these jungles pose a fatal threat to low-level warriors. In the same realm, there are often more monsters than warriors, and whether it is speed or defense, there will always be one that is superior.

This creates a dilemma.

The Grandmaster cannot go.

Even low-level warriors are looking for death.

Many precious treasures, materials, medicines, etc., are there right before your eyes, but you just can't get them.

At this time, a comparison between Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang can show the terrible cost-effectiveness.

They can perform the killing moves of a grandmaster, but they maintain the weak aura of the fifth level.

They can crush all low-level ones, and even surpass one level and kill six-level ones.

But it won't alarm the master-level monsters.

This kind of cultivation method is so comfortable and shameless.

It's enviable.

Damn it.

wrong.

This sentence seems to even make me scold myself.

"Bai Xiaolong, the name of this foundation is flawed. Why is it the Long Yang Foundation and not the Yang Long Foundation? My name must be ranked first!"

Meng Yang was crushed and was particularly dissatisfied.

"Because I am the president and you are the employee!

"Stop talking, just listen to me. You must listen to me."

Bai Xiaolong's reasons are irrefutable.

"you……"

Meng Yang stared angrily and tried to assassinate Bai Xiaolong.

The overbearing president who pretends to be numb to you.

"Okay, stop arguing.

"You two are both men, what's the point of attacking and receiving? Why are you showing off your affection here?"

Su Yue stopped him quickly.

This scene is simply a magic potion that induces vomiting.

Even if you cheat, you still dare to show affection.

After Su Yue finished speaking, Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang didn't explain much.

I have been misunderstood so many times that it is useless to try to explain.

The two of them suddenly stared at Su Yue, the emotions in their eyes were very complicated.

Even, there is some sympathy.

"What are you two looking at? There are wrinkles on my handsome face?"

Su Yue touched his face.

The two of them were like zombies, and the sight of them would send chills down the spine.

"Su Yue, don't talk about being a hero, I tell you, if you come back a few days later, your wife will be snatched away by others."

Bai Xiaolong suddenly said sinisterly.

"That's it, when you are broken up in love, don't cry for father and mother and ask us to drink with you to relieve your sorrow. We don't have time at all."

Meng Yang also looked at Su Yue sympathetically.

"What happened?"

Su Yue's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Lost in love?

Could it be that something happened to Mucheng?

I just gave myself a few days off, why did so many things happen?

"A prince came from the Mandi Kingdom for exchange and study. His name is Xueyang. He is two years older than you and not as old as the two of us.

"This guy has a high nose and deep eyes. He is strong and handsome at the same time.

"In just a few days, Xueyang challenged all the fifth-grade warriors in China. Those challenged included fifth-grade instructors, directors of the Investigation Bureau, and some corporate social warriors. Even the commanders of the military department were not like this.

Xueyang's opponent.

"We are now going to Nanwu to meet Xueyang's challenge.

"This little guy is too arrogant. He always feels lonely as a master. There is no one in China who can beat him. He is simply too much of a bully. Today I will teach him how to behave."

The more Bai Xiaolong talked, the more angry he became.

"Prince? Mandi Country?"

Su Yue frowned.

Mandi Country is a small country, but its concept is different from that of Jiang Yuan Country.

Although Mandi Country is small, it is not weak.

This country is also a strategic partner of China. Their country has a very special kind of steel, which is an important material for Chinese warriors to forge weapons. The two countries have maintained friendly trade relations all year round.

Mandi Country is not weak.

In fact, it is not surprising that a powerful prince comes out of their country.

But it would be too rude to defeat all five levels in China and deliberately provoke such a thing.

Can Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang handle it?

It should be possible.

The two of them rely on the Mandarin Duck Sword Technique to earn money and gain energy and blood. They are currently at the late fifth level of cultivation, and are about to reach their peak and challenge the Grand Master.

Dealing with a crooked nut should not be a big problem.

But if they also lose, is it my turn to play?

But I am a fourth-grade person, do I need to get involved in the grudges of a fifth-grade person?

What's more, I'm on vacation, so I need to be calm and not get into a fight.

But why are my hands shaking?

No, you can't have the idea of ​​​​fighting.

Be at peace.

Amitabha.

Have a peaceful mind.

"Su Yue, we are all good men from China, how can we swallow this breath? If it were you, you would have been unable to bear it long ago."

Bai Xiaolong's pupils seemed to be burning with fire.

“No no no!

"You may not know me, but I have been practicing self-cultivation recently.

"See? My latest weapons are all elegant."

While talking, Su Yue took the slender sword of creation from his back.

"Unless the sky falls, I will not draw my sword easily again. This is the promise of a top swordsman in China."

"Bai Xiaolong, you and Meng Yang are too murderous. Sometimes you need to calm down, so that you can maintain a calm mind!"

Su Yue stared at the scabbard.

He even educated the couple.

You have to calm down and keep a cool head.

"Bai Xiaolong, what you say is never focused, what are you talking about!

"Su Yue, I'm warning you, this prince will marry a Chinese wife when he comes to China.

"Don't tell me, this Waiguoren is thick-skinned, unlike our Chinese people who are restrained. He stalks girls relentlessly, at all costs. I have never seen such a shameless licker.

"The goddess Xueyang licks is your girlfriend Mucheng!"

When Meng Yang spoke, the air nearby seemed to drop a little.

“And Xueyang’s background is very profound.

"His ninth uncle is Ban Rongchen, the ninth-grade general of the Shenzhou General Staff. He is a hero who has just returned from the Mandi Kingdom. It is said that he is a classmate of the same class as Brother Zhao Qianen. He is very powerful and has a deep background.

"This Xueyang poses an absolute threat to you in terms of status, background, appearance, and strength.

"You're actually still in this Buddhist lineage!"

Meng Yang hated that iron could not become steel.

Su Yue's face gradually darkened.

Even if you beat the Chinese warrior, you still dare to harass my girlfriend.

"What's Mucheng's attitude?"

Su Yuehan asked in a cold voice.

"Of course Mucheng loves you, she doesn't care about that licking dog at all.

"But things are still a little out of control.

"You also know that Mandi Country is China's partner, and its status is self-evident, and Xueyang's Ninth Uncle has approached General Mu Jingliang several times.

"I specifically asked my elder brother to find out. Ban Rongchen went to see General Mu Jingliang with a letter from the King of Mandi Kingdom.

"The pursuit of Mucheng can be said to be the national policy of Mandi Country.

"You are really in danger if you continue to act idle!"

Meng Yang said again.

He really inquired with Zhao Qianen.

After all, Zhao Qianen and Ban Rongchen are classmates and know more inside information.

"My father-in-law would not agree!"

Su Yue's pupils became colder and colder.

"I know I won't agree, but I'm just worried about what might happen!

"Even if General Mu Jingliang disagrees and Mucheng doesn't give Xueyang a good look, can you, Mucheng's boyfriend, not express your stance?

"How embarrassing, I'm ashamed!"

Meng Yang also became angrier as he talked.

This Xueyang is so annoying. This time I go to Nanwu, I must educate him well.

No one is qualified to take my brother's corner.

"To deal with a little beast, why don't we let him come to Seibu? Why should we go to Nanbu!"

Su Yue licked his lips.

When he spoke, there was even a bit of coldness on his lips.

“That’s a long story.

"When the Ji Dao Life Cannon was activated, Dao Sect used the spiritual energy arranged by Cang Ji to send a big treasure to Nan Wu, called Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.

"Originally, the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge can help low-level warriors practice, but there has been a problem that cannot be solved. I heard from the Taoist sect that Mucheng's sword can solve the problem, so recently, Mucheng has been in Nanwu.

"As a peerless licking dog, Xueyang lives in Nanwu.

"I heard that General Mu Jingliang is doing something in Nanwu these days, and Xueyang's ninth uncle Ban Rongchen is also in Nanwu!

"I just want to defeat this Xueyang in front of everyone and let him see how powerful the Chinese warriors are."

Meng Yang explained again.

Sugarcane!

With a flash of cold light, it seemed that the void had been split.

The murderous aura that enveloped his head was simply worse than the blade of a sword.

"Su Yue, why are you drawing your sword? Don't you want to be Buddhist?"

Bai Xiaolong took a step back and asked.

He was almost cut down by Su Yue's sword, the murderous intention came too suddenly.

"I feel so peaceful here. I hope the orthopedics department in Mandi Country can save this prince, otherwise a serious diplomatic incident will occur in China."

Buzz!

When Su Yue spoke, the blade of the Creation Sword buzzed and trembled, like a hungry silver snake.


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