I have a magic arsenal

This is the first time Chang Rumo greeted the opposite sex on his own initiative.

After getting off the carriage, I saw this handsome man standing at the door, wearing a white robe, holding a sword, long hair fluttering in the wind, handsome and extraordinary, like a master in a dream.

The girl's heart skipped a beat, and she mustered up her courage to come forward and say hello.

She thought there would be a beautiful encounter, but when she saw the man's lustful look, she regretted it a little.

This is a proper rogue boy!

Of course, Shen Lang didn't know that the beauty in front of him already had a heart of disgust. At this moment, he was reaching out his hand to touch his chin, looking up and down the little beauty in front of him with unscrupulous eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes classmate, are you too?"

what!
How disgusting!

Chang Rumo frowned and didn't answer, but went in on her own, and now she wanted to leave this guy quickly, but Shen Lang, like a dog's skin plaster, followed directly.

"This classmate, where are you from?"

"This classmate, what's your name? How old are you?"

Along the way, Chang Rumo was restraining his urge to draw his sword to cut off Shen Lang's tongue, frowning, and staring ahead, pretending that the guy beside him didn't exist.

"Hello, are you Miss Chang Rumo?" At this moment, a tough-looking man walked towards him with a smile on his face.

Chang Rumo nodded.

"I am the senior brother who is in charge of receiving you, come here with me!" As he spoke, the man made a gesture of invitation.

Now Chang Rumo let out a long breath, finally he could leave the dog skin plaster, and quickly walked two steps.

"Hey!"

When Shen Lang saw that the beauty was about to run away, how could he let it go, he quickly stopped the tough man: "What about me, what should I do?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, what's your name?" The tough man turned his head to look at Shen Lang, his attitude became much colder in an instant, and even the address changed from "you" to "you".

"My name is Shen Lang!" Shen Lang clasped his fists and said.

The tough man was a little taken aback, and then said: "You come with me too!"

When Shen Lang heard this, he rushed to Chang Rumo's side quickly: "Student, we are really destined, we are actually in the same class!"

Whoever is in the same class as you, the ghost is in the same class as you!
The girl kept cursing Shen Lang in her mind.

The tough man led Shen Lang and Chang Rumo to complete the admission procedures first, and then brought them into the same room. At this time, Chang Rumo's mentality was a little broken. They were really in the same class, and there were even more breakdowns. things.

At this time, the inside was already full of people, leaving only two seats at the back.

That meant she was going to sit with this rascal boy!
what!
Disgusting!
But there was no other way, Chang Rumo had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the back to sit down. The simple process attracted the attention of all the male compatriots in the room, as if a wild wolf smelled the smell of a lamb, their eyes shone brightly.

Tall, curvaceous, dressed in a white robe, with a peerless face, as long as he is not a fool and has normal orientation, there is no one who does not love it!
As for Shen Lang, he was very happy. He leisurely walked to the back and sat with Chang Rumo. Of course, he was also eye-catching, and the gazes of the same men gathered together. This time it was not amazing. But envy and jealousy.

Who made him sit side by side with Chang Rumo!

Just when the male compatriots were full of hostility towards Shen Lang, a middle-aged man walked in at the door, dressed in a black robe, walked to the middle of the room and stood still, with his hands behind his back and said: "From today on, I will be your martial arts teacher, My name is Zuo Chan!" He pointed to the tough man next to him: "This is your senior brother, Peng Fei, if you don't understand anything about all martial arts from now on, just ask him!"

"Now you all introduce yourself, from now on you will be brothers and sisters, and you will be your own family!"

"My name is Li Yun!"

"My name is Zhang Hai!"

……

"My name is Chang Rumo!" Chang Rumo got up and introduced himself softly, causing quite a commotion again.

"Chang Rumo? Could it be the daughter of the Chang family in Baiyun City? The most talented one?"

"That's right, it should be her. Just this year, she is already a seventh-rate master!"

"I'll go, true or false!"

"Whoever marries her will definitely reach the pinnacle of life!"

"Cough cough!"

The discussion was one after another, and it was very lively. In the end, Zuo Chan had to cough a few times to suppress the noise: "Where is another classmate?"

Shen Lang flicked his hair, stood up gracefully, cupped his fists and said, "Hi everyone, my name is Shen Lang!"

"Shen Lang? This name sounds familiar!"

"Of course it sounds familiar, the only one in the academy who paid money to come in through the back door!"

"It's him!"

"The long one has pretty features, and it turned out to be an embroidered pillow!"

The taunts were endless, and the thick-skinned and invincible Shen Lang also blushed, and sat back dejectedly.

"Okay, all the students have been introduced to each other and got to know each other better. Next, we will conduct a martial arts test to determine your seniority!" Zuo Chan said, "I hope you don't keep your strength. The seniors can enjoy the best martial arts skills." Refined with medicinal herbs!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was eager to try, after all, they all wanted to become masters of martial arts, and everyone wanted to obtain superior martial arts and medicinal herbs!
"Chang Rumo!" Zuo Chan was the first to read her name, then slapped the wall behind, and then fell slowly, a target appeared in the distance and stuck on a boulder.

"This target is the target of your attack this time, and the test stele behind it is to test your martial skill level!" Zuo Chan explained: "You come first!"

Chang Rumo stood up, walked to Zuo Chan's side, calmed down, and slowly pulled out the sword, then let out a coquettish cry, and a burst of sword energy shot at the target.

"A master of seven streams!" Afterwards, four words were displayed on the boulder.

Everyone exclaimed, even a fifth-rate expert like Zuo Chan was a little moved.

You must know that Zuo Chan's talent is definitely not low. He was only an eighth-rate master in his time. At that time, he was already a rare genius in a hundred years!

"very good!"

Zuo Chan was very satisfied, and let Chang Rumo sit back, and then there were tests one after another, basically all the nine-rate masters were just getting started, and there was a slightly more amazing one who was a eight-rate master, which made Zuo Chan very happy .

"Shen Lang!" Zuo Channian gave the last name.

Shen Lang stood up and walked to Zuo Chan's side, Zuo Chan said lightly: "Let's start!"

He knew Shen Lang's name, because he was the one who received him when Shen Lang entered the academy this time, but Shen Lang didn't have any martial arts skills, and he spent money to go through the back door and let a fifth-rate master pick him up. I lost my share and fell home.

So, he didn't go!

Shen Lang nodded, and then did something that surprised everyone: "Teacher, hold this sword for me!"

Zuo Chan was stunned: "Don't you use a sword?"

"Well, this thing doesn't work well, and it doesn't take advantage of it!"

"Would you like to take advantage of the sword made by Li Chenglong, a master swordsmith?" Zuo Chan looked at the signature on the scabbard and asked back with a frown.

He, a fifth-rate master, can't get something even if he spends ten thousand dollars, he said he can't take advantage of it?
"Yes!" Shen Lang nodded, then reached into the sleeve of his left hand with his right hand and took out a pure black AK47: "This is my handy weapon!"

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other with something like a fire stick in Shen Lang's hand, and then burst out laughing.

Shen Lang didn't care about their taunts, he held the body of the gun with his left hand, held the handle of the gun with his right hand, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a flame shot onto the target.

"Five-rate master!"