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Chapter 287 Conflict with third graders

"How many credits?"

"I'll give you ten thousand first. Don't be too little... I think it should be enough for you to stay in the Qi and Blood Chamber for two or three months. By then..."

"Ten... ten thousand? Is that too little? No, no, no, it's too much! Master, you are so good to me... Boo!"

Three seconds later.

Xu Renli's cheeks burned, and he became angry with embarrassment, staring at the bouncing figure in front of him.

This damn girl!

Do you dare to take advantage of being a teacher?

If your sister Wan'er and mistress saw it, she would probably cut you into pieces, chop you up and feed it to the fish.

Xu Renli didn't have much idea about these credits. He just wanted to use them on Mu Yueqi, and indirectly promote his own strength through 10 times the energy and blood feedback.

For example, at the end of the day, Mu Yueqi stayed in the Qi and Blood Secret Room, and her Qi and Blood value increased by 55 calories, giving him 550 calories in feedback!

This is just one day. If it lasts for a month, wouldn't he have a sudden increase of 15,000+ cards?

Of course, Xu Renli knew that this was only the most ideal situation.

In fact, as Mu Yueqi stays in the secret room of Area A, the effect will gradually decrease sharply. It is impossible to maintain the growth rate of five or six cards for an hour, until... she reaches a higher level.

Zone B.

In the evening.

Zhao Wushang came again as promised, with a humble smile on his face.

"Master, I want you to give me some guidance tonight. I have been unable to master a sword fighting skill that I have been practicing recently, and I am very distressed..."

The once arrogant and domineering son of the Zhao family, since the Zhao family was destroyed in the catastrophe in Linjiang City, the Zhao family has suffered heavy casualties.

Grandpa Zhao Zhen was killed by the Hai Clan in order to protect the only remaining supplies in the Zhao family company. His uncles were either killed or injured, but Zhao's father and Zhao's mother went out and escaped.

Just yesterday, Zhao Zhen placed his parents near the school.

In this catastrophe, the family of three could survive, which was considered a blessing among misfortunes. Zhao Wushang was very grateful to Xu Renli.

If he hadn't stayed in Longxiang City's No. 1 Warriors University thanks to his master, he might have stayed in Linjiang Warriors University forever like some of his former classmates!

After a while.

On the balcony, Zhao Wushang held the magic weapon and quickly drew out his sword, striking out several swords in succession. However, the sword was blocked and seemed to be unsmooth.

Xu Renli put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly, "If my guess is correct, this is a kind of fast sword, right?"

"Master is indeed very wise!"

"The essence of a fast sword is just one word - fast. As for the power, the angle of the sword, the timing of the sword, etc., everything else must come second!"

Xu Ren talked with every gift.

"How fast? This is a question worth thinking about."

"oh?"

Zhao Wushang was thoughtful.

"Here, give me the sword."

"OK."

Xu Renli took over Zhao Wushang's magic weapon. It was a D-class super alloy long sword, which was considered a good item among the D-class magic weapons.

"Wu Shang, you should watch carefully. For example, the sword I use is intended to cut down the branch in front of me."

He raised his sword and pointed it at a branch of a giant tree twenty meters away.

"So, how can we hit it as quickly and accurately as possible? Open your eyes wide and see, right now... kill it!"

Xu Renli waved his arm, wielding the magic weapon at the most suitable angle, and slashed in an extremely smooth manner.

The sword energy flew across the air, and with a pop, it cut off the branch.

"Did you see that?"

Zhao Wushang looked in admiration, "Master, you are so amazing!"

"Go, pick up the branches that fell on the ground and throw them into the trash can. Be a student who abides by school disciplines and rules."

Zhao Wushang, "..."

The next day, after a day of practical classes, the students of the gifted class came back from the martial arts gym outside the school.

After eating and resting, someone came outside the Qi and Blood Chamber building.

However, trouble soon ran into it.

There were senior students who blocked the door arrogantly and refused to allow the gifted class students to enter.

"I heard that the people in your gifted class are very arrogant. Don't you respect us seniors?"

"No."

Several gifted class students who came here, including Zong Han, Lin Zhi, Zhu Ming and others, looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Seniors, the people in our gifted class are not so disrespectful. I think you may have misunderstood us."

"Misunderstanding? What a joke!"

The person who spoke was a tall young man in his mid-twenties, with narrow eyes and the strength of an intermediate martial artist.

"Come on, pretty boy, I only use one hand. If you can defeat me, I will take back what I just said, otherwise..."

"Come on, get under my arm, and admit that people in the gifted class have different ambitions.

You are so talented and you are nothing but a barking loser!"

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was arrogant and somewhat contemptuous, making Zong Han and the others very angry.

"You're too arrogant, I'll fight you!"

The person who spoke was Zhu Ming, who rushed over like a gust of wind. However, he came and went even faster. He was hit in the chest by a palm, and he immediately coughed up blood and flew out. He rolled on the ground a few times before he stopped in embarrassment.

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"This person is very strong!"

Zong Han is very handsome. He was once a popular actor in movies and TV series, and he also pursued Mu Yueqi. Unfortunately, he was beaten up by Mu Yueqi and became a lot more honest.

"I'll do it."

There is no other way, Zong Han can only go on stage in person, holding an iron fist in his hand, with a pair of black gloves on the fist, the surface is covered with spikes.

roar!

Zong Han also practiced Tiger Roaring Fist. He punched out his right fist fiercely, and the wind of the fist suddenly roared like a tiger roaring down the mountain. It was majestic.

"Huh? It's a bit interesting."

The tall young man smiled and was slightly surprised, but that was all.

A palm stretched out, turned into a hand knife, and cut across Zong Han's right wrist at just the right time. Zong Han immediately let out a scream.

"My hand!"

There was the sound of broken bones.

"Huh, I left a hand. Your hand is fine and it won't be broken at once."

The tall young man sneered, glanced at Zong Han and others with contempt, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"As expected, he is very weak. Although he is a low-level martial artist, he is pretty good, but this is not a reason to look down on the senior! Do you understand, pretty boy?"

Zong Han's face became very ugly.

The title of "pretty boy" is his biggest insult. After all, it's not his fault that he's handsome.

"Haha, come on, come over here?"

Waves of sneers made several students in the gifted class become so angry that they wanted to beat these guys until they had teeth all over the floor.

However, strength does not allow it.

Green Garden.

Mu Yueqi is cooking, her movements are skillful and her skills are very good.

Even though she is the "Mu Goddess" who spreads the name of the Human Alliance and is a famous Qi-blood monster in the school, at home, she is still the master's apprentice and nanny.

No matter how powerful you are, you still have to cook and cook.

Ring ring ring…

The communicator placed aside began to ring rapidly.


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