"Before class, I have something important to inform you." Head teacher Yao Suwu walked to the podium, straightened his tie, and then said seriously, "This Friday, the annual selection of professional swordsmen and professional swordsmen will be held. Our school will also have test centers for the national unified examination for magicians, and students who are confident in their abilities can register online now."
The classroom of Swordsmanship Class 1 suddenly became excited. Everyone seemed to want to take the exam and become a professional swordsman. Just as everyone was getting excited about the discussion, Yao Suwu, who was holding a textbook in his hand, spoke louder: "The class will begin next. What we are going to learn in this class is the things that need to be paid attention to when attacking World of Warcraft as a team. I hope everyone will listen carefully and don't wait. When I fail the class at the end of the semester, I will regret that I didn’t pay attention to the class now.”
Hearing the word "failed", Ren Zihua suddenly felt that he was not well. He quickly picked up the textbook that the teacher had just handed out and listened carefully to the class. Feng Xiaolan also read the textbook page by page carefully, while Li Wenqing listened to the class absently, not knowing what he was thinking in his head.
"If you encounter a monarch-level monster without a single Eagle-winged Swordsman in your team, you must not fight it. If there are more than ten Yan-winged Swordsmen, you can jointly set up a defensive sword formation to delay... ....”
After class, Ren Zihua wanted to go to the dojo to practice swordsmanship with Feng Xiaolan, but he suddenly remembered that he had something very important to do, so he quickly made an appointment with Xi Meng on his mobile phone, in order to ask her to borrow the book of records. A magic book that holds the power of the stars.
Arriving on the seventh floor, Ren Zihua stood at the entrance of the corridor waiting for Xi Meng. Not long after he stood there, he saw Zhang Zhiyun chatting with the boy he saw before class standing at the entrance of the sixth floor corridor.
"Give me a chance, schoolgirl. You make me feel really good. At least give me a chance to get to know you. Please."
"But...well, it's not impossible to give it to you." Zhang Zhiyun gave the boy her contact information with a blushing face.
Seeing a boy actively pursuing Zhang Zhiyun, Ren Zihua couldn't help but feel happy for her. Just as he watched the atmosphere between the two gradually become a little ambiguous, Xi Meng patted his shoulder from behind: "What are you looking at? ?”
"It's nothing. What took you so long? Is your teacher dragging the class?" Ren Zihua turned his head and saw Xi Meng, who was wearing a super short hip-hugging skirt. He didn't know where to put his eyes for a moment, "Wow, you are dressed well today. ..."
"Does it look good?" Xi Meng put his face in front of Ren Zihua, bit his lip slightly and said charmingly, "How are you? Just talk!"
"Good-looking! Good-looking..." Ren Zihua looked at Xi Meng's lovely face close at hand and found that her eyes were as beautiful as those of a Persian cat. "By the way, I actually have something to tell you. .”
"What's the matter? Let's find a place to sit and chat. Don't forget that you still owe me a meal!"
The students passing by saw Ren Zihua and Xi Meng looking like a couple showing off their affection, and they all looked envious.
"That girl's name is Xi Meng, right? I heard that not only was she selected into the school beauty rankings on the first day of school, but she actually awakened the power of the stars in the school's cathedral yesterday! It's too bad for someone like her to be beautiful and powerful. Is it natural?"
"The boy with her seems to be the Ren Zihua who stole the show in the entrance test, right? Oh my god, how did these two get together so quickly?" Someone among the passing students commented like this, "This This guy was too quick to act, he looks like a scumbag again, tsk."
The two soon came to a commercial street in Tangqin. Ren Zihua was dazzled by the long legs, black and white stockings all over the street.
At Xi Meng's suggestion, they came to a cat cafe. Thinking that the French meal for lunch only cost a few hundred yuan, Ren Zihua looked at the menu in his hand and hesitated for a long time before ordering a moderately priced cappuccino. He didn't want to make Xi Meng feel uncomfortable. After all, it was his treat this time.
Xi Meng sipped the American food in the cup and gently stroked the white-haired bag cat in his arms. Xi Meng narrowed his eyes in comfort.
"By the way, didn't you say something happened? What is it? Do you want to confess to me?" Xi Meng slowly opened her left eye and looked at the boy sitting opposite her provocatively.
"No, I want to tell you..." Taking a sip of water, Ren Zihua coughed twice and continued, "I want to borrow the magic book that the priest gave you yesterday."
"Why did you borrow that?" Xi Meng asked in confusion, "It's of no use to people who haven't awakened the power of the stars."
"I'm just curious, and I'm not afraid of your laughing when I say it. In fact, I always feel that I actually have potential, so I just want to borrow a book from you and have a final try."
"But the Magic Stone of Heaven is infallible..." Xi Meng hesitated and then said, "Okay, I can lend you the book, but -"
"I'll just borrow it and return it to you after reading it, or you can lend it to me after you finish studying it." Ren Zihua said quickly, fearing that Xi Meng wouldn't lend him the book, "Please."
Xi Meng glanced at him blankly, then raised his hand to create a circular magic circle for storing magic, and took out a palm-sized blue magic book from the magic storage space.
She handed the magic book to Ren Zihua and then said: "You owe me such a big favor again. You have to think carefully about how to repay me later."
"Thank you so much, Xi Meng. I will definitely treat you to a big meal someday!" Ren Zihua said happily, looking at the magic book in his hand.
"Tch, just a big meal." Xi Meng rolled her eyes angrily. She felt that she was really at a loss with this straight man. "By the way, how is the girl who asked you for her contact information yesterday? ?”
"Are you talking about Zhang Zhiyun? We are just classmates, not what you think. Besides, others already have suitors." After explaining this casually, Ren Zihua began to read the magic book in his hand without any distractions.
A blue cat jumped on his lap but he didn't notice at all.
Xi Meng saw that Ren Zihua was looking so seriously. After sighing, he reluctantly picked up the cat. Half an hour passed quickly, and just when Xi Meng was about to start complaining, Ren Zihua closed the magic book in his hand with great satisfaction and gave it back to Xi Meng.
"You finished reading it so quickly?" Xi Meng asked in surprise.
"That's right." After drinking the coffee comfortably, Ren Zihua said happily, "Now I have a rough understanding of how to control the power of the stars. I'm going to give it a try tonight."
"Tonight? You have to call me then."
"Forget it, it would be too embarrassing if it didn't work out."
Xi Meng glanced at him impatiently, as if he was angry: "I don't care, I just want to witness that I lent the book to you."
The atmosphere of the cat cafe is very peaceful with all kinds of fine fur floating in the air. The soft carpets, cute tables and chairs, and the plump kittens all make people feel relaxed. Next to the transparent glass wall near the street, Xi Meng's eyes were staring directly at Ren Zihua, who was still struggling. The golden sunlight penetrated through the glass, making the quiet afternoon in the cafe particularly peaceful.
"Okay, but I have to practice sword practice first. I'll send you a message then."
"It's a deal!"
After separated from Xi Meng in the commercial street, Ren Zihua hurriedly flew from Tang Qin with his sword to the dojo in Tang Qi. He knew that there would definitely be no room at this time, so he called Feng Xiaolan, who had already gone to sword practice, and asked him which gym he was at.
"Hey, Xiaolan, which gym are you at now? Come out and pick me up."
This training ground specifically for swordsman students to practice swords consists of fifty gyms. If a student has to occupy an entire gym every time he practices swordsmanship, the supply of these gyms is obviously in short supply. Just as Ren Zihua was standing in front of a gym with two cherry blossom trees in front of the door, wondering where there were other training grounds in the school, Feng Xiaolan was already standing in front of him.
"Why do you suddenly want to practice swordsmanship again? There is no free space in the gym now, so we have to squeeze in." Feng Xiaolan said, turning around and walking back, "Let's go quickly, don't wait and no one will see if there is any room in the gym." People just go in and start practicing.”
When he arrived at the gym, Ren Zihua sat in the corner and began to practice the Ten Thousand Gods Sutra. However, he was not very able to concentrate on the sword energy practice this time. The words Principal Murong said yesterday made him feel restrained. And just as he started practicing, he suddenly remembered that Wan'er had told him before that he could not operate the "Manshen Sutra" in front of others.
While suffering, he finally decided to take out his phone and check the "Experiences of practicing sword and magic at the same time" option on the mysterious APP.
"You're just going to practice for a while?" Feng Xiaolan asked strangely when he saw Ren Zihua taking out his mobile phone and still swinging his sword vigorously.
"No, I have something to do. You should practice first." After entering the APP, Ren Zihua hurriedly clicked on the "Experiences of practicing swords and magic at the same time" option. The text that appeared on the phone screen made him confused.
——"If you want to break the bottleneck, you can only enter a state of suspended animation to avoid divine punishment when you violate taboos."
Just when Ren Zihua was still thinking carefully about the meaning of this paragraph, Feng Xiaolan suddenly stopped what he was doing and answered a phone call.
Immediately afterwards, the expression on Feng Xiaolan's face became a little ugly. He frowned and turned to look at Ren Zihua: "The head teacher has something to do with me. I may have to go to the seventh floor of the castle to find him."
"Class teacher?" Ren Zihua, who has been the bandit leader in the class for many years, will feel uneasy when he hears these three words. "It can't be what happened to Zhao Kaifeng yesterday, right?"
"It should be." Feng Xiaolan put the sword back into its sheath, then put the sword on his waist and took out the space magic stone, "Anyway, I have to go there first."
Feng Xiaolan quickly disappeared in place through the space magic stone.
Ren Zihua looked at the puzzling text on his phone and still didn't quite understand what the so-called divine punishment meant. But now he could at least know the reason why so many people died while practicing swords and magic at the same time. Maybe it's because of this so-called divine punishment. Putting aside the meaning of divine punishment, Ren Zihua felt that the top priority was to find a way to safely enter a state of suspended animation. When he thought that the next level of his sword energy cultivation was the fifth level, he felt more and more that the obstacle in front of him should be resolved as soon as possible.
Taking out the broken sword from the magic storage space, he gently stroked the sword and said, "Come out, Wan'er, I have something to ask you."
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Arriving on the seventh floor of the castle, Feng Xiaolan searched for the teacher's office area. It was said to be an office area, but it was more like a relaxing teahouse. Each teacher had a very spacious desk that looked like a coffee table.
Walking up to Yao Suwu who was writing a lesson plan, Feng Xiaolan coughed lightly to attract the teacher's attention.
"You're here." Yao Suwu glanced at him, immediately stopped what he was doing, and handed him a chair, "Come, let's sit down and talk."
Feng Xiaolan took the chair and sat down. Seeing Yao Suwu's serious expression, he became more certain about the reason for coming to him this time.
"What were you doing at the training ground around twelve o'clock last night?" Yao Suwu put on a troubled expression, "Just now, someone else has already filed a complaint with the principal, although as your class teacher I really want to I’ll cover you, but I need you to tell me the truth now.”
"I didn't do anything."
Seeing Feng Xiaolan speaking so resolutely, Yao Suwu sighed and continued: "That Chen Yi is the son of the school director, and he is determined to mess with you and that boy named Zhao Kaifeng this time. Feng Xiaolan, I believe you are indeed You haven't done anything, and the principal won't punish you because you are the top pick, but that Zhao Kaifeng will definitely suffer."
Feng Xiaolan, who didn't expect Yao Suwu to speak so directly, was stunned at first, and then asked worriedly: "What will happen to Zhao Kaifeng?"
"Initiating fights and bullying classmates. According to the school rules of Moxi College, you will be imprisoned for at least half a month, and it will be in a dungeon under the castle that was used to hold prisoners." The young teacher had a look on his face at this moment. With a painful expression as if he was already there, he said, "Over the hundreds of years since our school was established, it is said that none of the students who have been imprisoned have been in a trance or insane. I don't know what Zhao Kaifeng did. Damn it, hey..."
Feng Xiaolan never expected that things would develop to this point. He began to regret not stopping Zhao Kaifeng in time last night.
And that Chen Yi, he really wanted to go over and slap that guy hard on the face.
"Teacher Yao, but last night I saw with my own eyes that Chen Yi and the people from his guild were the first to stir up trouble. You asked me to talk to the principal."
"It's useless. I guess Zhao Kaifeng has been imprisoned in the dungeon by now, and Principal Murong is not usually dealing with matters such as school ethics. The right to speak lies solely with Chen Xi, but that person is Chen Yi's father."
After hearing what Yao Suwu said, Feng Xiaolan felt a little helpless. He looked at the cup of green tea on the desk with flickering eyes, wondering what to do now.
