The room is not big, and the seats and beds are compactly placed together.
Although it is crowded, it is warm and tidy, and does not look like a slum at all.
The fluorescent lamp flickered, emitting a soft light, and the room was still a little dim. On the clothes rack in the corner of the room, two sets of clothes were hung neatly, with bright colors and no creases.
The logo on his chest is the same as the logo on Jintian's clothes, which is the uniform of Shengtian School.
Shengtian School, a place where warriors are trained, lasts for five years.
Eleven-year-old boys will be enrolled in this type of school for training. If they have talent, they will be gradually cultivated. If they don't have talent or are not good at other areas, they can leave the school.
Naturally, such people are reduced to ordinary people, the lowest level of society.
If you are talented in martial arts, school is undoubtedly the best place to obtain resources and have the best future.
"In one month, there will be the five-year exam. A good place is the fastest way to obtain martial arts resources."
Half of Xinyuanxing's territory is unknown, and the dangers there are unknown. In the territories that have been explored, there are also many dangers, which require a lot of effort and talent.
Talent cultivation has always been the most important thing for mankind.
Mo Tian sat cross-legged, recovering his vitality, and summing up his harvest. This was a habit he had developed long ago.
Two hours later, not only had his condition returned to its best, but he had also deepened his understanding of the blood path. Mo Tian opened his eyes lightly and said loudly: "I told you to go home and rest. Why are you here so late?"
He spoke in a very low voice, as if talking to himself.
In the empty room, sounds echoed continuously, disappeared without a trace, and became silent again.
Click.
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man slowly walked in with a bottle of wine in his hand, rummaging for the wine glass, as if he were returning to his own home.
The person who came was none other than Jin Yuan.
When leaving Yaoyue Restaurant, Mo Tian once said that he was going back to his residence, which was to tell Jin Yuan in disguise that if he wanted revenge, he would come to him.
Jin Yuan was dusty, dirty, disheveled, and mentally depressed, no longer as elegant as before.
"My son is buried?"
"Buried."
"The efficiency is good, but it makes me wait for a long time."
"Feel sorry."
"Didn't you leave yourself a grave?"
"I did leave one for you."
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The conversation between the two is very simple.
Jin Yuan unscrewed the cork, poured a glass for Mo Tian, and poured a glass for himself. He raised the glass with both hands, and Mo Tian also raised his glass.
The two looked at each other and drank in one gulp.
“Good wine.”
Mo Tian admired it, it was like jade dew and fine wine, and after drinking it, the body was full of strength.
"Your wine." Jin Yuan put down the wine glass and said quietly: "Three days ago, there was a package for you that required your blood to open. I took a drop of blood from your body and opened it myself."
Jin Yuan rolled up his sleeves, and something simple that looked like a watch appeared. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a mini backpack, tied to his wrist by a strap.
"Good stuff, really good stuff."
Jin Yuan stroked it, and the wine bottle on the table was taken away and disappeared. He kept praising: "The space backpack, the best animal blood, the martial arts experience, everything is priceless, why give it to a little person."
This is why he wants to kill Mo Tian.
Jin Yuan rubbed his palms, loving the space backpack even more.
He can't afford it and has no way to buy it. There is a way to get it in front of him, so why should he miss it?
It is necessary to create an accident and make a person disappear seamlessly.
"If you are a little person, you can kill him by raising your hand, but I don't dare. Are you really a little person?"
The things in the backpack were so precious that Jin Yuan didn't believe that Mo Tian was an ordinary little person.
Jin Yuan sighed, with helplessness on his face: "Because of cowardice and worry, I thought I had set up a perfect plan to kill you flawlessly. But my two sons are dead, and they are all I hope for. So, you go and die."
boom.
The wine glass suddenly exploded, and fragments flew everywhere. Each fragment shot out like a bullet, and most of them rushed towards Mo Tian.
Mo Tian raised his hand, and the blood wrapped around his palm, condensing into a bloody shield, blocking the debris in an instant.
Jin Yuan had already arrived, and his fists came like meteors. Mo Tian attacked continuously, blocking all Jin Yuan's attacks with his super reflexes.
"Talent, really talented. He uses his blood essence so exquisitely, and his fighting instinct is top-notch. I, Jin Yuan, am so blind that I actually lost my sight."
Jin Yuan could not help but admire: "But you still have to die."
In an instant fight, Mo Tian secretly thought that it was not good, he had trusted himself too much, Jin Yuan was not an ordinary late-stage martial artist, his killing methods were undoubtedly specially honed, and his fighting instincts were not low.
boom.
The two fists collided with each other, and Mo Tian was blown away and landed heavily on the wall.
A force rushed into his body, strong and domineering, destroying his body.
In the later stage of martial arts, they are in the stage of gathering Yuan and forming apertures, relying on blood Yuan to fight.
Blood element is undoubtedly much more powerful than blood energy.
Mo Tian felt that his body was being destroyed layer by layer. He gathered a large amount of blood energy to effectively block it, and quickly eliminated these blood elements.
But Jin Yuan, who has lost the opportunity and has long hated him, will not give him a chance to breathe.
Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest.
Jin Yuan directly used the third form of the three enemy-defying moves, which was his strongest attack.
boom.
The whole room was trembling, and seats exploded wherever he passed. Mo Tian reacted in time and evacuated quickly, but it was still too late. Jin Yuan's move was too domineering and tricky.
puff.
Mo Tiankang vomited a mouthful of blood, and most of the attacks fell on his body. His clothes were in tatters, and his whole body was charred black and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Impossible." Jin Yuan's eyes were full of horror.
His move was enough to wipe out the martial arts disciples in their early stages, but it actually only severely injured Mo Tian.
"That's fine, I'm going to skin you and avenge my son." Jin Yuan strode towards Mo Tian.
Mo Tian staggered to his feet. Although he was in a sorry state, he was smiling: "This is the blood element. It's really domineering. The strongest attack is nothing more than this."
He was very confident in his physical body. Although he could not withstand Jin Yuan's full blow from the front, his physical body was strong enough to withstand a full blow from the mid-level warrior.
"go to hell."
Mo Tian slapped it with a soft palm.
When Jin Yuan saw this, his smile became even thicker. With just such an understatement, he wanted to kill me, dreaming.
He casually knocked away his weak palm and punched Mo Tian.
However, he didn't know that a black mark had followed Mo Tian's attack and entered Jin Yuan's body.
It is the soul-capturing seal that was condensed not long ago.
The moment the Soul Captivating Mark entered Jin Yuan's body, Mo Tian let out a loud shout.
burst.
Soul Seal directly explodes the card.
ah.
Jin Yuan suddenly couldn't help holding his head and shouting, as if something exploded in his brain, and the pain was severe.
Mo Tian on the side moved instantly. The dagger in his sleeve, which was attached to only the blood in his body, was inserted into Jin Yuan's lower abdomen, destroying his Dantian. He then grabbed the backpack, turned around, grabbed two sets of school uniforms, and evacuated the room.
A series of movements flow smoothly.
Jin Yuan, who was under attack, felt the power flowing away, and attacked like crazy everywhere.
boom.
The house was so dilapidated that it couldn't bear it any longer and collapsed.
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Shengtian School is a famous school in Jinxi Fudong District.
There are hundreds of thousands of students enrolled in the school, and the crowds are surging every day, making it very lively.
Class 17 of the fifth year, the atmosphere is serious.
The big exam is coming soon, it is about the future, no one dares to neglect it, everyone is making the final sprint to change their destiny.
"Some of you have already been admitted to colleges and universities, and your future is limitless." The teacher stood on the desk and talked.
The students focused their eyes on the top students with envy, especially the girl in white, who was the focus of attention.
Wu Xinyan is the strongest martial artist in the class and is recognized as the school beauty, just like a fairy.
Even the teacher couldn't help but look at Wu Xinyan a few more times.
At this moment, an inappropriate voice came.
"Teacher Hu Yu, your eyeballs are about to fall off."
Hu Yu's expression suddenly became embarrassed.
However, no students criticized him. If Wu Xinyan did not have this charm, what qualifications would she have to become the goddess in their hearts?
Hu Yu looked at the young man who was speaking and said after a long time: "You? You are Mo Tian."
"Teacher, you have such a good memory, you actually still remember me." Mo Tian's eyes flashed. The original owner hadn't come to school for two years and had long been forgotten by many people.
"You actually came to class, you are really a rare guest."
This was not a joke on Mo Tian, it was purely an expression of true feelings. Hu Yu said helplessly: "But there are many transfer students in the class, and there is no place for them anymore."
"fine."
Mo Tian waved his hand, moved Hu Yu's chair away in a swagger, and sat down next to Wu Xinyan: "I don't mind sharing the table."