As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

So soft.

pinch pinch.

It is white, soft and elastic, and it smells attractive.

Wow, this is awesome too.

Jiang You's Adam's apple floated, and he swallowed.

I couldn't bear it any longer, and bit down on it.

The teeth are squeezed gently and firmly.

Oily mouthful.

"This steamed stuffed bun tastes good." Jiang You nodded, and started to gobble it up, "Little Fatty, you have a good eye, and you know how to bring us breakfast."

"Yaoyao, get up."

Jiang You turned his head and shouted.

Lu Yaoyao was lying on the hospital bed next to him, sleeping soundly.

After shouting several times in a row, the girl's eyelashes fluttered and she woke up slowly.

"Wash your face, brush your teeth, and eat."

"Oh." The girl was not fully awake, but still a little dazed.

With such a small appearance, Jiang You's index finger twitched.

If it weren't for the monitoring in the ward, he would have been under the bed last night.

"Jiang You, the video of you fighting with many people yesterday... has been posted on the campus forum for a whole day."

While eating breakfast, Liu Yuqiang gave a thumbs up, "Jiang You, you are really famous this time, absolutely."

"It's okay, next time remember not to call the wheel war so strange." Jiang You stared at him for a few seconds, "Are you getting fat again?"

"Azhe." Liu Yuqiang said helplessly, "Yes, when this ability is low-level, there is no way to control the body shape."

"Let's eat a lot."

It feels like you are going straight to the 200-jin mark.

"Hey." Liu Yuqiang sighed, waved his hands and asked, "I see that the forum is full of guesses that you are already at the second level, is it true or not?"

"Really." Jiang You nodded.

"Wow, it turned out to be true?"

"Be low-key and low-key. After all, you awakened early, and you have nothing to be proud of."

"I'm envious." Liu Yuqiang sighed.

The upper limit of his talent is the second level, Jiang You hasn't learned much yet, it is already his end.

"Then you were injured a few times before, could it be that you left behind after going out to hunt alien species?" Liu Yuqiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Ke, don't think about it, I'm just bullying the little alien." Jiang You replied.

"Well, get yourself in sooner or later." After Lu Yaoyao finished washing, she came out and echoed softly beside her.

"No, I'm very cautious." Jiang You laughed.

Clear water brushed against his face, and a few strands of slightly damp hair hung down from the side.

Without makeup, Lu Yaoyao's face looked very moist.

She grabbed a steamed stuffed bun, bit into it, and grunted at Jiang You's explanation.

"Then, is there an instructor looking for you about your second rank?" Liu Yuqiang asked curiously.

"Yes, they came over yesterday and told me to heal my injuries first, and then we can talk about it after the injury is better." Jiang You said helplessly, "This wave of limelight, I don't know how the special training camp will arrange for me, I guess... maybe not I trained with you, maybe with the sophomores."

Um?With the sophomore?

This conjecture made Jiang You's eyes shine.

Doesn't it mean that he can fight this group of brats again?

The top students in the freshman year are still a bit worse.

Many people came to the stage, but they couldn't trigger [Hundred Battles] at all, and they would waste his strength and beat people out.

Not to mention too much, continue to exercise for half a month and a month, even if it is a wheel battle with 100 people, the top students in the freshman year probably will not be his opponents anymore.

You know, if you count carefully, he has only acquired the ability for two months, the first month is more fishy, ​​and the second month he starts to exert his strength.

With more time, Jiang You is confident to do better.

But then again, two persons.

One is "Shadow" becoming stronger, and the other is "Killing" becoming stronger.

Jiang You found out sadly that [Hunter] doesn't seem like a good thing either.

Well, let's take a step at a time.

Several people were chatting, and the sound of footsteps at the door came from far to near.

Jiang You looked around.

"Yo, they're all here."

Song Qingan sat in a wheelchair, and instructor Gu pushed him in.

"Instructor Song, Instructor Gu." Jiang You greeted.

"Don't be so extravagant, just call uncle." Song Qing'an's situation seemed to be a little better than Jiang You's, at least he wasn't completely mummified.

"Boy Jiang really has you. One person singled out a hundred people, and won nearly 70 people abruptly. I was watching the live broadcast in the room yesterday and almost jumped out of the hospital bed."

"Is it because you are too hot-blooded?" Jiang You asked as he gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun.

"No, because it's too embarrassing. Saying 'next one' after a while makes me feel like I've entered a bathhouse, and the scrub master has finished rubbing a guest, and then shouted loudly, 'Who's coming next'."

The expression on Jiang You's face froze.

"Yeah, it's a bit like a roadside stall. The chef cooks the last customer and then shouts: 'Next one'."

Is it as exaggerated as you say?

Jiang You's face turned black. He was quite satisfied at first, but when they said this, he really felt a little bit of the urge to dig his toes.

Song Qing'an laughed a few times, then straightened his face, and said, "Xiaoyou, according to your current situation, I don't think you will follow the normal training, you should be prepared."

"It just so happens that before you came, Uncle Song, we were still talking about this, and I'm ready." Jiang You showed a little eagerness, "Well, are you training with the sophomores, can you fight with them?"

Good guy.

Why didn't you fight enough of those dozens of people yesterday?

Song Qingan and Gu Qi looked at each other.

"Whether you will train with the sophomores, the specifics should still need to be negotiated, anyway... your special training content will definitely not be as simple as other students."

"It's fine if there's a fight," Jiang You said.

"???"

"If you want to fight...it's not impossible."

Song Qing'an rolled his eyes, and took a closer look at Jiang You, "Your skills are definitely stronger than ordinary students. But you are still too rough. If you meet someone of the same rank and rich in actual combat experience, you will most likely not be his opponent."

"Since you want to fight so much...then I'll practice with you when you come back."

Song Qingan was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a hospital gown.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiang You was wrapped in bandages.

This scene is really strange.

-

On the other hand, what Song Qingan said was correct, the instructors of the special training camp were indeed having a meeting.

Jiang You's files were placed in front of everyone's desks, and Chen Cang sat at the top, feeling a little helpless.

"Is the phone connected?"

he asked.

Beep, beep, beep, the phone is dialed.

"Hello?" came the magnetic voice of the middle-aged uncle.

"Hi Patrol Li, I am Chen Cang, the deputy chief instructor of the Yunhai special training camp."

"Oh hello, what's the matter... Did something happen to Jiang You? Did he hit someone?"

have to.

Although Li Xunguang didn't know what happened, he guessed Jiang You right, and even almost guessed what happened.

Chen Cang paused, "On the first day in the camp, Jiang You challenged nearly a hundred top freshmen from Yunhai University, and defeated 68 of them in one breath."

"Hey, good guy."

? ?

Chen Cang was waiting for Li Xunguang to continue talking, but he was lucky, after four words, he lost his voice.

"Your nephew should have a second rank, do you know?" Chen Cang had to ask again.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Li Xunguang said, "I know. After all, he is my nephew, and he awakened before my eyes. No one knows Jiang You better than me."

"Then what do you think is the best way to train him next?" Chen Cang had no doubt about him.

Li Xunguang didn't hesitate much, and said directly, "This kid is relatively weak in liberal arts, with extraordinary history, and basic knowledge is taught like everyone else."

"It's about actual combat skills..."

"Single practice is done."