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But there is one thing, the subjects of study have changed a lot.
Now all schools are no longer reciting those old-fashioned Chinese books, and the focus has become history and the explanation of insect tide.
More than that, ordinary schools also set up training classes for martial arts practitioners, and the state approved a large number of pills, striving to enlighten ordinary people and turn them into martial arts practitioners.
The purpose is obvious. Go to the battlefield.
No one wants to go. It's a near death.
But there's no way. Someone has to go.
Some people die, others live.
This is war. With the sacrifice of some people, in exchange for peace.
Coincidentally, Lin Bei was the one who wanted to go to war and prove himself.
When he came to the school gate, he looked up at the wide square inside and the stone carving with a scholar who had learned to use it. The white dove stopped there to play. This peaceful scene made Lin Bei put aside his worries for a while. He looked at the security room and cried out, "come out and open the door!"
It's more than eight o'clock now. It's time for class. Lin Bei is late because he has just broken through a small level.
He has been late all the time. It's a routine.
An old man with a bent waist and a reluctant face pressed the automatic door for Lin Bei. In fact, according to the rules, this kind of students have to deduct points. Once they reach the bottom line, they will be forced to join the army or fined. But Lin Bei is obviously special. In today's Zhaolin City, even the mayor is not as big as Zhenglin group, and a small security guard is afraid to provoke.
After the release, Lin Bei strides to the classroom with his chest raised. Unexpectedly, he is blocked by two senior students.
Looking at them, they were all wearing black school uniforms with the word "Wu" embroidered with gold thread on their chest.
This means that the two seniors are students of Wudao class. Soon, they will leave here to join the army and go to the battlefield to kill insects.
Lin Bei has great respect for these people.
According to the national regulations, if you go according to the process, you have to be 18 years old to join the army. In front of you, both of them are junior high school students. In about two months, they will leave school. At that time, they went to the battlefield, and no one knows if they can come back.
Lin Beilang said: "I have met two senior students."
Looking at each other, the color of contempt in the eyes gradually disappeared. One of the urn voices with big eyes and thick eyebrows said, "you are the young of Zhenglin group. You are the north of the forest."
"I heard that your father Lin Qixuan is a swordsman and a hero of China. But why don't you join the martial arts class and have a class honestly? Can't teacher Huajing teach you? "
"Not bad." Another person also nodded arrogantly: "Humen is a general, but what's the matter with you? Do you want to be an entrepreneur and live in the rear area?"
After hearing this, Lin Bei shook his head.
These people have a lower vision and don't understand him at all.
As for Lin Bei himself, because of his outstanding talent, he is protected by the high-level of the martial arts and Taoism circles and does not want him to appear in public. In case of being secretly assassinated by the advanced Zerg, that would be bad.
Therefore, the only people who know Lin Bei's strength are the top martial artists, such as Pingyang immortal and Qidao immortal.
As for the two senior students, why to block his way, Lin Bei also understood three or four points. As the son of "sword sage", if defeated, he will be a brilliant sum in the curriculum vitae of these seniors and students.
Another thing they said was right. The reason why Lin Bei didn't attend the martial arts class was that the Huajing teacher was too low.
In Wenxin cave, there are frogs and old fishermen who are taught by Mahayana. Even in Zhaolin City, Fengqing Jianxian also comes to give advice from time to time. The people Lin Bei contacts are at least Zhuji. His own strength has reached the realm. How can he be taught by a teacher in the same realm? On the other hand, he teaches more or less.
Lin Bei coughed, hugged his fist and said, "two seniors, please get out of the way. I'll be late soon."
The other party was stunned and immediately laughed.
"Ha ha ha, I'm from the middle of martial arts. Why should I have a class? Practice, training! battle! Go to battle! It's our duty. Those sinister schemes are the business of scholars. "
With a proud smile, the cuntou elder hugged his chest with both hands and said, "compared with boring class, let's have a fight, so that we can see if the son of the sword sage is in vain."
Lin Bei is very angry.
He thinks he has a good temper, but he has a bad temper.
No one can compare him with his father Lin Nan.
Lin Bei thinks that he is himself. Why does he have to compare with his father?
Looking around, there is a toilet nearby, where a large number of martial arts students gather to smoke and fart. I do not know when they all gathered, hands embrace the chest, full of schadenfreude.
Almost 30 people, all of them are tall and powerful. In addition, ordinary students are surrounded. It is estimated that they will be scared to urinate directly.
But who is Lin Bei? How can he be afraid of a group of students. Although, he is only five years old.
Lin Bei did not hide his anger, he should be happy, angry, straight, Lin Bei rubbed his fist, grimly said: "I understand the meaning of the two seniors, you are itchy, want to be thrown into the pit by me, eat those golden things."The cuntou man was stunned and growled angrily: "do you want to die? Don't you think I have to be beaten when I talk to you
Lin Bei shook his head: "the elder is wrong. I have a grandfather who once told me that there is no need for waste in the martial arts world. Who is beaten and who is beaten deserves it. What's the complaint? "
"I, Lin Bei, leave it here. No matter what happens today, even if you make my face swollen, people from Zhenglin group will never trouble you!" Lin Bei said boldly.
All the people around were surprised, and the expression of watching the excitement on their faces gradually turned into the color of appreciation, and even cheers.
Cuntounan, what they fear most is undoubtedly the Revenge of Zhenglin group.
Even if people block Lin Bei here, if Lin Bei says, "I won't fight," they don't dare to force him.
But he didn't expect that Lin Bei had such a martial spirit. He said, "who is beaten, who deserves it." he directly poked into the cuntou man's heart. He was moved to look at Lin Bei. It seemed that he would never meet a confidant. There was one in front of him.
"Well, Lin Bei, I'll say to you. Today you are still proud even though you are defeated!" Cuntou man laughs. He moves his muscles and bones and makes a loud noise all over his body.
"To be honest, my name is Liu Zhuang. I'm the monitor of the third grade of Wudao class. I'm also the strongest. Next, you should be careful."
Cuntou man, or Liu Zhuang, put on a strange Mantis shape.
He got the true biography of Huajing teacher of Wudao class, and now he is a master of mantis boxing.
Facing the fierce Liu Zhuang, Lin Bei threw his schoolbag aside. He put his hands in his pockets and stood quietly in the same place with a provocative smile on his mouth.
"Come on. I'm afraid if I make a move, you will lose directly. " Lin Bei said.
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But there is one thing, the subjects of study have changed a lot.
Now all schools are no longer reciting those old-fashioned Chinese books, and the focus has become history and the explanation of insect tide.
More than that, ordinary schools also set up training classes for martial arts practitioners, and the state approved a large number of pills, striving to enlighten ordinary people and turn them into martial arts practitioners.
The purpose is obvious. Go to the battlefield.
No one wants to go. It's a near death.
But there's no way. Someone has to go.
Some people die, others live.
This is war. With the sacrifice of some people, in exchange for peace.
Coincidentally, Lin Bei was the one who wanted to go to war and prove himself.
When he came to the school gate, he looked up at the wide square inside and the stone carving with a scholar who had learned to use it. The white dove stopped there to play. This peaceful scene made Lin Bei put aside his worries for a while. He looked at the security room and cried out, "come out and open the door!"
It's more than eight o'clock now. It's time for class. Lin Bei is late because he has just broken through a small level.
He has been late all the time. It's a routine.
An old man with a bent waist and a reluctant face pressed the automatic door for Lin Bei. In fact, according to the rules, this kind of students have to deduct points. Once they reach the bottom line, they will be forced to join the army or fined. But Lin Bei is obviously special. In today's Zhaolin City, even the mayor is not as big as Zhenglin group, and a small security guard is afraid to provoke.
After the release, Lin Bei strides to the classroom with his chest raised. Unexpectedly, he is blocked by two senior students.
Looking at them, they were all wearing black school uniforms with the word "Wu" embroidered with gold thread on their chest.
This means that the two seniors are students of Wudao class. Soon, they will leave here to join the army and go to the battlefield to kill insects.
Lin Bei has great respect for these people.
According to the national regulations, if you go according to the process, you have to be 18 years old to join the army. In front of you, both of them are junior high school students. In about two months, they will leave school. At that time, they went to the battlefield, and no one knows if they can come back.
Lin Beilang said: "I have met two senior students."
Looking at each other, the color of contempt in the eyes gradually disappeared. One of the urn voices with big eyes and thick eyebrows said, "you are the young of Zhenglin group. You are the north of the forest."
"I heard that your father Lin Qixuan is a swordsman and a hero of China. But why don't you join the martial arts class and have a class honestly? Can't teacher Huajing teach you? "
"Not bad." Another person also nodded arrogantly: "Humen is a general, but what's the matter with you? Do you want to be an entrepreneur and live in the rear area?"
After hearing this, Lin Bei shook his head.
These people have a lower vision and don't understand him at all.
As for Lin Bei himself, because of his outstanding talent, he is protected by the high-level of the martial arts and Taoism circles and does not want him to appear in public. In case of being secretly assassinated by the advanced Zerg, that would be bad.
Therefore, the only people who know Lin Bei's strength are the top martial artists, such as Pingyang immortal and Qidao immortal.
As for the two senior students, why to block his way, Lin Bei also understood three or four points. As the son of "sword sage", if defeated, he will be a brilliant sum in the curriculum vitae of these seniors and students.
Another thing they said was right. The reason why Lin Bei didn't attend the martial arts class was that the Huajing teacher was too low.
In Wenxin cave, there are frogs and old fishermen who are taught by Mahayana. Even in Zhaolin City, Fengqing Jianxian also comes to give advice from time to time. The people Lin Bei contacts are at least Zhuji. His own strength has reached the realm. How can he be taught by a teacher in the same realm? On the other hand, he teaches more or less.
Lin Bei coughed, hugged his fist and said, "two seniors, please get out of the way. I'll be late soon."
The other party was stunned and immediately laughed.
"Ha ha ha, I'm from the middle of martial arts. Why should I have a class? Practice, training! battle! Go to battle! It's our duty. Those sinister schemes are the business of scholars. "
With a proud smile, the cuntou elder hugged his chest with both hands and said, "compared with boring class, let's have a fight, so that we can see if the son of the sword sage is in vain."
Lin Bei is very angry.
He thinks he has a good temper, but he has a bad temper.
No one can compare him with his father Lin Nan.
Lin Bei thinks that he is himself. Why does he have to compare with his father?
Looking around, there is a toilet nearby, where a large number of martial arts students gather to smoke and fart. I do not know when they all gathered, hands embrace the chest, full of schadenfreude.
Almost 30 people, all of them are tall and powerful. In addition, ordinary students are surrounded. It is estimated that they will be scared to urinate directly.
But who is Lin Bei? How can he be afraid of a group of students. Although, he is only five years old.
Lin Bei did not hide his anger, he should be happy, angry, straight, Lin Bei rubbed his fist, grimly said: "I understand the meaning of the two seniors, you are itchy, want to be thrown into the pit by me, eat those golden things."The cuntou man was stunned and growled angrily: "do you want to die? Don't you think I have to be beaten when I talk to you
Lin Bei shook his head: "the elder is wrong. I have a grandfather who once told me that there is no need for waste in the martial arts world. Who is beaten and who is beaten deserves it. What's the complaint? "
"I, Lin Bei, leave it here. No matter what happens today, even if you make my face swollen, people from Zhenglin group will never trouble you!" Lin Bei said boldly.
All the people around were surprised, and the expression of watching the excitement on their faces gradually turned into the color of appreciation, and even cheers.
Cuntounan, what they fear most is undoubtedly the Revenge of Zhenglin group.
Even if people block Lin Bei here, if Lin Bei says, "I won't fight," they don't dare to force him.
But he didn't expect that Lin Bei had such a martial spirit. He said, "who is beaten, who deserves it." he directly poked into the cuntou man's heart. He was moved to look at Lin Bei. It seemed that he would never meet a confidant. There was one in front of him.
"Well, Lin Bei, I'll say to you. Today you are still proud even though you are defeated!" Cuntou man laughs. He moves his muscles and bones and makes a loud noise all over his body.
"To be honest, my name is Liu Zhuang. I'm the monitor of the third grade of Wudao class. I'm also the strongest. Next, you should be careful."
Cuntou man, or Liu Zhuang, put on a strange Mantis shape.
He got the true biography of Huajing teacher of Wudao class, and now he is a master of mantis boxing.
Facing the fierce Liu Zhuang, Lin Bei threw his schoolbag aside. He put his hands in his pockets and stood quietly in the same place with a provocative smile on his mouth.
"Come on. I'm afraid if I make a move, you will lose directly. " Lin Bei said.
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But there is one thing, the subjects of study have changed a lot. Now all schools are no longer reciting those old-fashioned Chinese books, and the focus has become history and the explanation of insect tide. More than that, ordinary schools also set up training classes for martial arts practitioners, and the state approved a large number of pills, striving to enlighten ordinary people and turn them into martial arts practitioners. The purpose is obvious. Go to the battlefield. No one wants to go. It's a near death. But there's no way. Someone has to go. Some people die, others live. This is war. With the sacrifice of some people, in exchange for peace. Coincidentally, Lin Bei was the one who wanted to go to war and prove himself. When he came to the school gate, he looked up at the wide square inside and the stone carving with a scholar who had learned to use it. The white dove stopped there to play. This peaceful scene made Lin Bei put aside his worries for a while. He looked at the security room and cried out, "come out and open the door!" It's more than eight o'clock now. It's time for class. Lin Bei is late because he has just broken through a small level. He has been late all the time. It's a routine. An old man with a bent waist and a reluctant face pressed the automatic door for Lin Bei. In fact, according to the rules, this kind of students have to deduct points. Once they reach the bottom line, they will be forced to join the army or fined. But Lin Bei is obviously special. In today's Zhaolin City, even the mayor is not as big as Zhenglin group, and a small security guard is afraid to provoke. After the release, Lin Bei strides to the classroom with his chest raised. Unexpectedly, he is blocked by two senior students. Looking at them, they were all wearing black school uniforms with the word "Wu" embroidered with gold thread on their chest. This means that the two seniors are students of Wudao class. Soon, they will leave here to join the army and go to the battlefield to kill insects. Lin Bei has great respect for these people. According to the national regulations, if you go according to the process, you have to be 18 years old to join the army. In front of you, both of them are junior high school students. In about two months, they will leave school. At that time, they went to the battlefield, and no one knows if they can come back. Lin Beilang said: "I have met two senior students." Looking at each other, the color of contempt in the eyes gradually disappeared. One of the urn voices with big eyes and thick eyebrows said, "you are the young of Zhenglin group. You are the north of the forest." "I heard that your father Lin Qixuan is a swordsman and a hero of China. But why don't you join the martial arts class and have a class honestly? Can't teacher Huajing teach you? " "Not bad." Another person also nodded arrogantly: "Humen is a general, but what's the matter with you? Do you want to be an entrepreneur and live in the rear area?" After hearing this, Lin Bei shook his head. These people have a lower vision and don't understand him at all. As for Lin Bei himself, because of his outstanding talent, he is protected by the high-level of the martial arts and Taoism circles and does not want him to appear in public. In case of being secretly assassinated by the advanced Zerg, that would be bad. Therefore, the only people who know Lin Bei's strength are the top martial artists, such as Pingyang immortal and Qidao immortal. As for the two senior students, why to block his way, Lin Bei also understood three or four points. As the son of "sword sage", if defeated, he will be a brilliant sum in the curriculum vitae of these seniors and students. Another thing they said was right. The reason why Lin Bei didn't attend the martial arts class was that the Huajing teacher was too low. In Wenxin cave, there are frogs and old fishermen who are taught by Mahayana. Even in Zhaolin City, Fengqing Jianxian also comes to give advice from time to time. The people Lin Bei contacts are at least Zhuji. His own strength has reached the realm. How can he be taught by a teacher in the same realm? On the other hand, he teaches more or less. Lin Bei coughed, hugged his fist and said, "two seniors, please get out of the way. I'll be late soon." The other party was stunned and immediately laughed. "Ha ha ha, I'm from the middle of martial arts. Why should I have a class? Practice, training! battle! Go to battle! It's our duty. Those sinister schemes are the business of scholars. " With a proud smile, the cuntou elder hugged his chest with both hands and said, "compared with boring class, let's have a fight, so that we can see if the son of the sword sage is in vain." Lin Bei is very angry. He thinks he has a good temper, but he has a bad temper. No one can compare him with his father Lin Nan. Lin Bei thinks that he is himself. Why does he have to compare with his father? Looking around, there is a toilet nearby, where a large number of martial arts students gather to smoke and fart. I do not know when they all gathered, hands embrace the chest, full of schadenfreude. Almost 30 people, all of them are tall and powerful. In addition, ordinary students are surrounded. It is estimated that they will be scared to urinate directly. But who is Lin Bei? How can he be afraid of a group of students. Although, he is only five years old. Lin Bei did not hide his anger, he should be happy, angry, straight, Lin Bei rubbed his fist, grimly said: "I understand the meaning of the two seniors, you are itchy, want to be thrown into the pit by me, eat those golden things."The cuntou man was stunned and growled angrily: "do you want to die? Don't you think I have to be beaten when I talk to you Lin Bei shook his head: "the elder is wrong. I have a grandfather who once told me that there is no need for waste in the martial arts world. Who is beaten and who is beaten deserves it. What's the complaint? " "I, Lin Bei, leave it here. No matter what happens today, even if you make my face swollen, people from Zhenglin group will never trouble you!" Lin Bei said boldly. All the people around were surprised, and the expression of watching the excitement on their faces gradually turned into the color of appreciation, and even cheers. Cuntounan, what they fear most is undoubtedly the Revenge of Zhenglin group. Even if people block Lin Bei here, if Lin Bei says, "I won't fight," they don't dare to force him. But he didn't expect that Lin Bei had such a martial spirit. He said, "who is beaten, who deserves it." he directly poked into the cuntou man's heart. He was moved to look at Lin Bei. It seemed that he would never meet a confidant. There was one in front of him. "Well, Lin Bei, I'll say to you. Today you are still proud even though you are defeated!" Cuntou man laughs. He moves his muscles and bones and makes a loud noise all over his body. "To be honest, my name is Liu Zhuang. I'm the monitor of the third grade of Wudao class. I'm also the strongest. Next, you should be careful." Cuntou man, or Liu Zhuang, put on a strange Mantis shape. He got the true biography of Huajing teacher of Wudao class, and now he is a master of mantis boxing. Facing the fierce Liu Zhuang, Lin Bei threw his schoolbag aside. He put his hands in his pockets and stood quietly in the same place with a provocative smile on his mouth. "Come on. I'm afraid if I make a move, you will lose directly. " Lin Bei said. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
