After Zhu Houzhao was beaten to the ground and his blood continued to flow, he fortunately remembered that Mr. Qi had given him a pack of Bingpo marble powder in his pocket, which happened to be an urgent solution.
He immediately took it out of his pocket and sprinkled the powder on the wound. The bleeding stopped immediately.
Although the bleeding stopped, Zhu Houzhao was no longer in the mood to watch any bird movies.
Zhu Houzhao didn't speak anymore. When he turned around, he spat out a mouthful of blood again. He shook his body but gritted his teeth. He raised his feet that were in severe pain and felt like they were going to shatter. He walked away step by step in silence. His clothes were already wet with sweat. The pain with every step he took made his heart bleed, and his back gradually faded away like a wounded lone wolf.
Oshima Xiongji, Yamada, Liu Jin and the others watched Zhu Yu's thin figure walking further and further away with evil smiles.
Zhu Houzhao, who has only practiced the first level of the Qiankun Sutra, cannot compete with the Sakura Pearl. Unless he gives up resistance and kneels there, otherwise the internal injuries will only worsen under the confrontation.
After returning to the dormitory, the lights in the school had been turned off. In the darkness, Zhu Houzhao walked in step by step. No matter what Chang Yuchun or Zhang Juzheng asked, Zhu Houzhao didn't say a word.
It would be useless and futile to tell them all this, so it would be better not to tell them.
The moment he reached the bed board, Zhu Houzhao could no longer bear the physical and mental pain. His whole body tilted, he fell on the bed and passed out.
This coma lasted for two full days. Two days later, Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes. His whole body was tingling and it was difficult to get up. He struggled to sit up. The pain was even stronger when his palms touched the edge of the bed. It felt as if there was no skin on his palms. , Zhu Houzhao finally supported his body with great effort, leaned on the bedside, sat quietly alone, breathing heavily silently.
After a long time, he slowly touched a small mirror from the bedside and looked at his shoulder. He saw that the wound was already scabbed, but a little blood still spilled out from time to time.
Zhu Houzhao had no expression on his face. He opened the healing scab with his hands and squeezed out the pus inside. The torn shoulder was bloody and bloody again. The blood fell on the bed, making the dormitory also bloody.
During the whole process, Zhu Houzhao's expression did not change at all, as if it was not his shoulder, and a ruthless intention was already on him, which was clearly radiating out at this moment.
He looked at his bloody shoulder in the small mirror, with a gleam in his eyes, and swore in his heart that he would remind himself every day from now on of the humiliation he had suffered in the past two days. In addition to consolidating the martial arts routines he had learned and improving his martial arts skills, he In addition, you must also practice hard on the second and third levels of the Qiankun Sutra.
One day, he will repay today's humiliation several times with interest!
"Learn martial arts well, this is the foundation of being a human being in the world!" Zhu Houzhao spoke for the first time after silence so far, and his words were hoarse as if it were not his voice.
Time passed by for a long time, and Zhu Houzhao was still leaning on the bed. He didn't get out of bed, let alone go out. He didn't want to see anyone.
He would never forget the scene when he was beaten down on the lonely street that night, and finally staggered back to school amidst the ferocious laughter of Oshima Xiong Er and Liu Jin, bleeding both physically and mentally.
At this moment, he was leaning on the bed silently, looking at his bloody shoulder, his expression changed from numbness to anger, and then became gloomy.
Until it was almost noon, the door of the bedroom was opened, and when the light from outside came in, the whole room became bright.
Those who came in were Chang Yuchun and Zhang Juzheng who had returned from school.
When he saw Zhu Houzhao had woken up and was sitting on the bedside, Chang Yuchun shouted in surprise: "Ah, boss, you finally woke up? It scared me to death! Tsk, tsk, tsk, you've been asleep for two whole days." God, I was so bad that I thought you were so angry that you fell asleep?"
''Ah, boss, what's going on with you? Can you tell us what's going on?"
The matter had come to this point, and Zhu Houzhao had to say it even if he didn't want to, so he briefly explained the matter.
''This is too much! Boss, brother, go and find Yamada and Liu Jin to avenge you! Lao Zhang, I will go to the front station first, and you can call Yang Ming and Jin Hua to follow. Come!" Chang Yuchun, furious, shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the dormitory.
''Forget it, forget it!" Zhu Houzhao hurriedly got out of bed and grabbed Chang Yuchun, "Brother Yuchun, I understand your feelings for the boss, but revenge is a small matter, graduation is a big one, we are all worried about it now. The school is about to announce the graduation allocation plan, but we can't get a reputation for fighting at this juncture and affect the graduation allocation!" Zhu Houzhao said calmly.
Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly when he said this, and his expression seemed to have returned to normal. There was no trace of resentment about this matter at all, but deep in his eyes, there was something difficult to detect.
This ray of light that is not easy for people to detect is actually a bit of cold light, but it is hidden very deeply by Zhu Houzhao, who is highly qualified in cultivation. It is so deep that only he can detect it, and outsiders cannot see it at all.
"Boss, you are really good at predicting things. I admire you very much!" Chang Yuchun lowered his head and cupped his fists to bow deeply. He couldn't help but think that the reason why the boss is the boss is that he can stand high and see far.
His analysis is quite reasonable. It is almost time for the school to announce the graduation allocation plan. If you really make a big mistake at this juncture and you are punished, you will not say that you will get an iron rice bowl in the graduation allocation. Now, I don’t even think about going to the bureau to go to jail.
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Time flies like an arrow, time flies like a shuttle, and the days pass day by day.
Seeing that the day when the expected distribution plan for school graduates is announced is approaching, everyone is beginning to feel uneasy, and their hearts are as nervous as fifteen buckets.
Sure enough, early that morning, right after breakfast, the school radio station broadcast such a message.
“Everyone, please pay attention, everyone, please pay attention. Students from the martial arts class who are freshly graduated from the graduate school are asked to gather in the trapezoidal classroom of the school in ten minutes. Students from the martial arts class of the graduate school are asked to gather in the trapezoidal classroom of the school in ten minutes!”
"Is it true that the academy's graduate distribution plan is about to be announced?"
Suddenly, all the dormitories of the freshly graduated martial arts class began to boil.
"Boss, Lao Zhang, it's true that such a day has come, but I really can't let you two go." Chang Yuchun's face was full of reluctance, and a kind of affectionate and simple classmate friendship appeared on his face.
Zhu Houzhao and Zhang Juzheng also looked reluctant to leave.
Zhu Houzhao said: "Brother Yuchun, there is no banquet in the world. When the eagle grows up, there will always be a day when it can fly out and achieve great things. The three of us roommates say goodbye and cherish each other. Sooner or later, there will be such a day, because our The road is far away! "
The three of them chatted briefly, then locked up the dormitory and hurried towards the destination indicated on the radio - the large trapezoidal classroom.
After Zhu Houzhao and the others arrived at the bustling trapezoidal classroom, they found that all the students in the class were already here.
As soon as the three of them found their seats in the second row and sat down, they heard someone in the first row talking loudly, "Do you know? I heard that the allocation plan for this year's graduating martial arts class is pretty good! Not only the military is coming to recruit people," When you become a martial arts instructor, the government has also set a quota for VIPs, and the worst-case scenario is that you can teach in colleges and universities in first- and second-tier cities!"
