Interstellar still has my legend

"What a coincidence." Sheng Xijue looked at He Anran, and the two smiled at each other and stopped talking.

It was chilly on the playground. After the teaching assistant finished calling his name, he just wanted to say that the teacher would be coming later when he heard a roar from a distance, and his brows frowned slightly.

The sound of air waves came from a distance, and the people present couldn't help but turn their heads to look at it. A luxury sports car passed through the playground at high speed, and everyone who knew the goods gasped, "It's Mirage 89! It's worth hundreds of millions!"

Although the students' families were rich, they were shocked when they saw this luxury car.

You must know that warriors don't know how to drive this kind of sports car in the wild, and this kind of car is basically useless when they are outside. Who is so flamboyant that they drive such a super luxurious sports car to school?

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it. After the car stopped, a young man stepped down from it. He glanced around casually, and someone who knew him said softly: "It's Zhou Jiahui! He's a first-class warrior! Senior brother in the third grade, a well-known local tyrant in our school."

Zhou Jiahui attracted the attention of many people as soon as he got out of the car. He straightened a luxurious and high-end shirt on his body with his hands, and looked around casually, enjoying the envious eyes of others. He had long been used to this.

"First-level martial artist?" Hearing these words, when the others looked at Zhou Jiahui again, their eyes became different, and their eyes were full of envy.

He Anran, who was standing in the crowd, shrugged his shoulders. These girls really know people, know faces, but don't know what they are thinking. Zhou Jiahui has always been quiet in school. In the circle of that group of people, I still know how good this person is at playing.

I don't know why recently, every time this Zhou Jiahui sees him, it seems that he is not pleasing to the eye, every time there is a party, he starts to choke on him as soon as he says a few words, He Anran doesn't know how he offended this week's young master.

Seeing the envious expressions of the people around him, he shook his head slightly. Besides him, Zhou Jiahui should be the only one who has a seventh-level warrior elder in his family, and he is only a first-level warrior, right?

This person seems to be a good man in school, but in fact he is in the same awkward position as him in the upper circles. The two of them should be sympathetic to each other, but I don't know what's going on, this person just doesn't like him .

"Such a young first-level martial artist, isn't he too powerful?"

Not many girls in the class immediately gossiped: "Isn't it?! And the family background is very good. Not only does their Zhou family have their own business empire, but there are also several senior warriors in the family. They are one of the boys our school girls most want to marry. One!"

Sheng Xijue was still interested in hearing gossip, but Xu Baiyan was not interested in such things at all, and kept his eyes on him.

Seeing that neither of them showed any envious expressions, He Anran was slightly stunned. Although this is a school for warriors, family members of real high-level warriors generally would not come here to study, especially warriors above level six or level seven.

The money these fighters earn can completely support them to cultivate a teenage first-level fighter, and because of their own excellent genes, the children they give birth to are more talented than ordinary people, and it is easier to become a fighter. This is also a kind of human Development trend, survival of the fittest.

Zhou Jiahui's father is a sixth-level warrior, and his mother is also a fourth-level warrior. It is reasonable to say that it is normal for him to become a second-level warrior at the age of 20, but Zhou Jiahui is only a first-level warrior until now. It's too far away.

However, Zhou Jiahui's younger brother is really powerful. He is only 17 years old and now he is a second-level warrior. He is definitely a genius among geniuses. Even He Anran is a bit envious. He has the best resources and the guidance of a senior warrior. Becoming a second-level martial artist is still within the normal range.

Zhou Jiahui over there noticed the classes on the playground. As a first-level martial artist, his hearing and eyesight were excellent. Hearing those girls whispering, some contemptuous smiles flashed in his heart, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Compared with these people, he is indeed the proud son of heaven.

But at this moment, he was staring at He Anran who was standing in the back row in the second grade. He Anran was turning his head to talk to the person next to him, but his gaze didn't fall on him.

The expression on his face froze, and the expression on his face became stiff, He, An, Ran!

His grandfather is an eighth-level martial artist, and his father is a sixth-level martial artist. It stands to reason that he can receive the best education at home. This was true when he was just born, but then he... he was left behind by his peers and became a Crane tail.

Many things changed slowly with the passage of time. The grandfather who used to like him the most no longer hugged him first every time he came back. Instead, he hugged his younger brother and called him little grandson. In the past... Grandpa also called him that his.

As he got older, he himself realized that his talent was not high, and in the end, when he became more and more prodigal, his family ignored him completely, and then he went to this school to study...

Here he finally found a sense of vanity, a sense of vanity that made him feel very satisfied, a feeling that he couldn't get in the circle before.

In this school, he is a genius!

But He Anran's grandfather broke this rare peace for him, and it was the only possibility that could satisfy his sense of vanity.

He Anran's grandfather became a seventh-level martial artist a year ago, because the He family was considered a grassroots rise and did not have a dedicated person to teach He Anran, so the He family had to throw this kid in school!

It was okay at the beginning, this kid was not as good as him, he was happy to see this kid around, but this year this kid also broke through to the first level warrior, and his grandfather even bought him the Golden Light Jue!

Yes...he was jealous.

The monster called jealousy is like an uncaged beast that can't be kept in captivity anymore!

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Because the teacher of each class is not fixed, so after the teaching assistants roll their names, they don't know who the teacher is in today's class, but a person came within a few minutes.

"My name is Luo Yan. If you have attended my class before, you should know my rules. You are not allowed to speak in class. Do whatever I tell you to do. I am impatient, so don't make me angry." A loud female voice sounded.

Xu Baiyan followed the voice and looked over. Although this female warrior had an ordinary appearance, she was definitely a genuine fourth-level warrior.

All the people in the class who were talking quietly just now shut their mouths, even He Anran became quiet, this is the school's famous Miejue teacher!

"Raise the tester." The woman held a folding chair in her hand and placed it casually behind her, and said to the teacher beside her.

The teacher immediately made a phone call, and soon Xu Baiyan watched the ground of the entire playground being opened into hundreds of squares, and hundreds of multi-function testers rose from below.

Sheng Xijue opened his mouth into an oval shape, "Bai Yan looks like the kind of tester in the martial arts gym! There are only eight in the general martial arts gym, but there are hundreds of them here!"

Seeing him like this, the people next to him couldn't help laughing.

One of the lean men said loudly: "I've never seen it before, there are still more than a dozen of them in the training room of our school!"

"Surnamed Wu, don't keep talking about others. If you can't pass the test in the first time later, you can see how the teacher will deal with you."

"I heard you ran hundreds of laps last time?"

He Anran glared at the other party and sneered.

"Quiet, there is a tester on the field. You enter according to your student number. One round every 10 minutes. After each round, you can rest for 3 minutes. Each round of the machine will shoot thousands of lasers. Today's training is reaction. Speed, dodge these lasers!"

"If you are hit more than half of the time, it will be regarded as a failure. You should know the punishment for failing?"

"Okay, let's find your own machine and start." The woman sat on her chair, took out a pair of sunglasses and put it on elegantly, took out a book and sat in the sun to read a book leisurely. The machine will record the tester's All the situations, including the number of times of training and the number of hits, under her nose, forgive these little guys and dare not be lazy.

"The two of you met the teacher's class as soon as you came here. It was miserable. It's normal to fail. We all agreed that the teacher just wanted to torture us!"

He Anran laughed, "It's good to get used to it. Although the teacher's class is difficult, it will be rewarding if you practice hard."

"I'll go now!" Sheng Xijue was already eager to try, and the people around couldn't help chuckling seeing him like this. This kid still doesn't know the horror of this thing, right?This is two hours of practice!

As for Xu Baiyan who didn't speak, he was already frightened stupid on the spot.

About an hour and a half later, the first class at Wuzhe School was coming to an end, and children lying on the ground were tired and paralyzed, especially the students who paid to come in, and there were only a few Five people were still standing on the field.

Sheng Xijue panted heavily, and said, "Sure enough, it's a school for local tyrants!"

The classmates all looked at Xu Baiyan as if they had seen a ghost, Sheng Xijue was panting normally, as for Xu Baiyan...he might be taking a walk.

He Anran was also stunned, he was so tired now, he had been highly concentrated mentally and physically for an hour and a half, anyone would feel tired, but the new guy next to him...wasn't he really taking a walk?

His body moved slightly in the lasers that were fired, and every time the lasers flew past the corner of his clothes, the problem was that it had been almost five rounds in an hour, and the number of hits still showed 0.

Although the martial artist's physical fitness can make people fight monsters for a long time, but this kind of reaction speed requires experience, long-term combat experience!It's not that you're strong enough if you're high-level, or that you can't dodge these lasers if you're low-level!

Need to rely on prediction!

The female warrior who had been sitting there reading a book with a relaxed expression noticed Xu Baiyan's situation, stood up suddenly, and walked over. After she stopped the machine and adjusted the test parameters, she said to Xu Baiyan: "You continue."

"Oh."

Xu Baiyan continued to train without speaking, and everyone around couldn't help but exclaimed.

Just now, Juejue Shitai adjusted the speed of the tester's laser beam!But their freshman hasn't been hit yet!

"This movement..." The woman couldn't help being surprised, this boy she had never seen before was so powerful.

You must know that this kind of machine is not mainly aimed at low-level warriors, but warriors above level [-], so the speed can naturally be adjusted faster.

This kid's steps don't change much every time. He should have learned some kind of movement technique, but he must have worked hard to practice movement technique to this level, and the price of this movement technique should not be low, so I don't know. Which family's young master brother, came here to study, bored.After Luo Yan came to a conclusion in her heart, she shook her head slightly.

"Pervert...haven't been hit yet! I believe the freshman didn't come in with money, but with strength..." Ji Xing lying on the ground let out a foul breath. It was snowing, but his forehead was covered with sweat!

"Okay, stop, ten rounds, not hit!" The female warrior smiled for the first time, "Very good, but don't be proud, many people who have learned advanced body skills can do this. "

"The two of you also passed. The others report how many times they were hit more than half of the time and tell the teaching assistant that they run as many laps as they are hit, understand?"

"It's... clear!" The tired and paralyzed people on the ground all grimaced and cried out in despair. Coming to school for class is simply terrible!

"The two newcomers are too good. Damn, they both passed!"

"Those who can pass in Mijue Shitai's class...I only have two words for him: Abnormal!"

"Why do I feel that the backs of the three of them leaving are so handsome!"

"Hahaha, a new goal to pursue?"

"necessary!"

He Anran looked at Xu Baiyan and swallowed his saliva. He didn't hear that a genius was coming to their school to study. In order not to let him get into trouble, his grandfather would say hello to anyone who came to this school every time...

He remembered that there seemed to be no one surnamed Xu among the top management in Vientiane? !

Could it be someone from the military or other martial arts?

He Anran pondered secretly in his heart, but soon he forgot about it, and took his two classmates and roommates to the cafeteria for dinner.

The three of them had a hard meal to replenish the energy their bodies needed, and returned to the dormitory together after dinner.

"I'll go back to the room to take a shower first, and come out later." He Anran said immediately as soon as he entered the room, his body was covered in sweat, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Wait, An Ran, can I call you that?" Sheng Xijue asked with a gentle smile habitually.

Seeing such a smile, He Anran somehow felt that he was being stared at so tenderly by the other party, and couldn't say no to it, so he nodded, "Of course."

Sheng Xijue's voice was like freshly melted chocolate, possessing a strange magical power, "Bai Yan and I just came to school, please take care of me in the future, you can just call me Xijue!"

"En." He Anran nodded, thinking that these two people are quite interesting, one is not talkative, but this one is handsome and can talk.

After taking a bath, the three of them chatted for a while. With Sheng Xijue, a master of interpersonal communication, there was less barrier between the three of them.

Not long after, He Anran patted his chest and said, "In the future, you can ask me if you don't understand anything. Except for Zhou Jiahui, who you saw on the playground today, everyone in this school is fine."

"Others don't know, but I'd like to tell you in advance that although Zhou Jiahui is studying at school, he is really here to waste time. His grandfather is an eighth-level warrior, so don't mess with him."

Sheng Xijue was stunned for a moment, "We still have relatives of eighth-level warriors in our school? I heard from them that the children of eighth-level warriors are taught by someone... Those fourth-level warriors will also be their subordinates! There is no need for him to come Read here!"

He Anran spread his hands and said, "I don't know what he thinks, maybe he's bored."

Anyway, I have no one to teach me, my dad and grandpa are busy with other things, and I don't have any subordinates in my family, only a bare-handed commander.

He Anran felt that compared with others, he really lived a miserable life. Why did he feel that he was a bit miserable?

"By the way, do you mind if I put a few photos in the living room? I thought you were coming, so I put away all my things and put them in my own room. When I came back today, I looked at the empty walls, so I'm not used to it!"

Xu Baiyan shook his head: "Anyway, I don't mind."

"Same, don't mind, you can let it go if you want!"

Upon hearing this, He Anran nodded immediately, "I don't think you guys will hate it, I'll get the photo!"

When He Anran heard that the two roommates did not refuse, she immediately returned to her room happily and took out the photo frame that was two meters high and one meter wide.

Seeing him like this, Sheng Xijue asked his new roommate helplessly, "Want to help?"

"No, I'll do it!"

Xu Baiyan sat on the sofa and watched He Anran move things. He couldn't see the content of the photo, but guessed it might be a photo of his family, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But after He Anran hung the photo on the wall facing the gate, Xu Baiyan I am not calm anymore.

"It's ready!" He Anran looked at the picture that had been hung, and finally felt a little happier. He felt that he was too unaccustomed to it. Without this hanging picture, he always felt weird, and he didn't even have the energy to practice.

"Enlarged version of the God of War statue! Every time I feel tired, I look at the photos and continue to practice hard!"

Xu Baiyan: "Ahem, this photo..."

Before Xu Baiyan could say anything, Sheng Xijue interrupted: "Wow, you're as clever as you! I'll get one when I go back! Hang it in my house!"

"Ah, do you like it too? I have a lot of photos at home, I'll give you a high-resolution picture of the one you want! Put it at home and take a look before every practice, and then you will be super motivated!"

"Ok, Ok!"

Xu Baiyan looked at the two roommates who talked to each other as if they had found a confidant, and when they were talking enthusiastically about whether to hang up a few more photos, he didn't know if it was his hallucination, but he felt a little out of breath.

I don't know whether to be angry or angry.

"Bai Yan, do you want two photos of God of War? I'll wash them together for you and put them in your bedroom!"

Xu Baiyan said firmly: "...No, I don't need it."

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