My projections are all the roots of the Holy Spirit

In the golden autumn of September, the last school year of the third year of high school comes, and many students are either looking forward to it or feeling sad.

Xu Jun walked into the classroom quietly and sat down quietly.

He was not the first one, but he came relatively early, with less than a quarter of the students present.

Everyone chatted with familiar companions and shared their experiences of the last summer vacation.

Gradually, the number of people increased, and they were almost there.

Fang Jian and Yu Hui naturally came too. They habitually sat with Xu Jun and talked loudly.

Old Xu, you know, I'm having a hard time this summer. Fang Jian said with a grimace: My dad enrolled me in a martial arts school. Oh my god, it's been a summer vacation. I've been doing martial arts every day. The cram school is going crazy.”

Yuhui patted his shoulder and said, How pitiful.

Fang Jian turned around and said, What about you, what are you doing during the summer vacation?

Yu Hui hesitated for a moment, then suddenly showed a big smile on his face: I'm not good at practicing martial arts. My dad gave up on me a long time ago, so he enrolled me in a liberal arts cram school without any rest... …Hey, this summer vacation has been the most painful experience in my life.”

Fang Jian glanced at him and confirmed that they were brothers in need, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Xu Jun looked at Yu Hui silently.

Under the bright light of the sword's heart, Xu Jun could clearly sense it.

When Sunset said those words, pain flashed across her face.

He was definitely unwilling and had no choice but to give up when facing reality.

By the way, where are you, Lao Xu? Fang Jian asked: Your swordsmanship is so high, so you don't have to make up lessons every day, right?

Xu Jun coughed lightly and said, I'm actually similar to you. I go to the martial arts gym every day.

Wow, you are already at the peak level of martial arts acquired the day after tomorrow. Why are you still working so hard? This is too complicated. Fang Jian shouted.

His voice was a little higher when he said this, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Especially Xu Jun, more people looked at him.

If Xu Jun was not outstanding in the class before, then after his martial arts score suddenly reached third place in the grade at the end of his sophomore year, his brilliance could no longer be concealed.

Xu Jun, did you also sign up for a training class at a martial arts school during the summer vacation?

Which martial arts school are you in?

Is it effective?

Xu Jun, have you been training in the martial arts gym for a long time? Is that why you did so well in the final exam last semester?

Listening to the flurry of questions, Xu Jun stood up and said, I went to Thunder Martial Arts School during the summer vacation and worked as a swordsmanship instructor for a period of time.

The class suddenly became quiet, and a trace of surprise and disbelief flashed across everyone's faces.

Coach?

What the hell, we worked so hard to enter the martial arts gym, sign up for classes and receive guidance from the strong.

It would be better for you to become the instructor directly!

Many people are skeptical about this.

Although Xu Jun had already shown extremely strong combat effectiveness two months ago.

However, it is not easy for this group of students to change their ideas all of a sudden.

Fang Jian's eyes widened and he said, Old Xu, you are lying to me, right? You must be lying to me.

Xu Jun smiled calmly and did not explain.

Whether you believe it or not, you have to believe it in the end anyway, and there is no need for him to waste any words.

Xu Jun didn't lie to you, he is indeed the instructor at Thunder Martial Arts School. Suddenly, a person in front turned around and said.

The sound was soft and waxy, quite pleasant.

Xu Jun and others looked up, and Fang Jian's eyes seemed to light up a little.

There are an equal number of boys and girls in Class 3. Most of the girls are average-looking, but they are young and beautiful, so it is not difficult to see where they are.

However, there are naturally good-looking ones.

Yang Rongan is recognized as one of the two most beautiful girls in Class 3.

She is tall, has a peach-shaped face, and has a pair of enviable big eyes.

For these young men who are seventeen or eighteen years old, they are undoubtedly like the lovers in their dreams.

Another male classmate said: Yang Rongan, how do you know? You are not studying at the Thunder Martial Arts School during the summer vacation, right?

Everyone said Wow and started talking a lot, all speculating whether there was any personal relationship between Xu Jun and Yang Rongnan.

Yang Rongan's pretty face was slightly red, and she was so charming that many boys she admired couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

She snorted coldly and said, I'm taking tutoring at Changtian Martial Arts School during the summer vacation. It's far away from Thunder Martial Arts School and I can't touch Xu Jun.

I don’t know how many people breathed a sigh of relief.

After Yang Rongan finished speaking, he stood up and walked straight to the podium.

She operated her watch and mapped a 3D picture onto the blackboard.

Don't you all pay attention to this Youth Martial Arts Cup? This is the list of the top 16. Take a look and see if there are any familiar names.

Everyone stared, and then the class suddenly burst into howling ghosts.

Oh shit, it's impossible.

Old Xu, is this you?

I must have seen it wrong, I was dazzled.

This must be the same person with the same name, not the same person.

Fang Jian pointed to the name of a person among the top sixteen and said, Old Xu, tell me, this is not you.

Xu Jun glanced at Yang Ronnan on the podium, and he didn't expect that she still cared about this.

In fact, the Youth Martial Arts Cup has always been very popular.

However, most of what people pay attention to are the official games after the top 16.

The qualifiers...

Except for the contestants and the martial arts gyms, basically no one paid attention to it.

This is actually not surprising. Even on Blue Star, in the much-anticipated World Cup, apart from the matches of their own teams, few people care about the results of the qualifiers in America and Africa.

Besides, they are all seniors in high school this year. As long as they are slightly motivated, they will go all out, and there will be fewer distractions.

Facing the surprised, expectant, envious, jealous and hateful looks of the whole class, Xu Jun felt a little uneasy in his heart.

However, he soon realized that the sword's heart was clear and there was no dust left.

It's me. The owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Gym invited me to represent the martial arts gym in the competition and gave me the position of instructor. So, I agreed and went on stage to fight a few times. Unexpectedly, I entered the top 16.

Fang Jian was speechless for a long time.

Because he really didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded outside the classroom.

What are you doing? It's such a mess. Sit down for me.

Suddenly, everyone was like a mouse seeing a cat, and they obediently returned to their seats.

The head teacher, Liu Yang, walked up to the podium like a glaring King Kong. He said loudly: Students, the last semester of high school has officially begun. Are you... ready?

Ready. Everyone shouted feebly.

Liu Yang frowned and said: It seems that after the summer vacation, your spirits are sluggish. It doesn't matter. I announce that the martial arts test will be conducted now. If your level has deteriorated compared to before the summer vacation, haha...

Listening to Liu Yang's sinister tone, many people couldn't help but shudder.

What the hell, on the first day of school, we have to take a martial arts test?

Teacher Liu, please be a human being!