The First Strong Control In History

Chapter 223 Military Training at the First Martial Arts School

Not to mention over there.

After a long time, Yuan Bei and the others finally met again.

There is no difference from the original, after all, it is a fateful friendship, no matter how long we meet, we will still be familiar with each other.

Snapped!

Snap your fingers.

Zhao Shiying, who was standing there chatting with Zhang Peng, went limp and fell asleep on the ground, then stood up in a daze and looked at Yuan Bei.

Zhao Shiying:? ? ? ?

Yuan Bei: Long time no see, this is a greeting between brothers.

Zhao Shiying sighed, and patted the dust on his butt like a bachelor. When they were together before, Yuan Bei often slept with him, and he was used to it anyway.

Your skills have become stronger?

Zhao Shiying envied that Yuan Bei's use of skills on him before could at most make him stagger, but now he fell asleep directly...

Harmful!

Yuan Bei waved his hand: It doesn't matter if it's strong or not, it's just a few small breakthroughs!

It's really just a drop!

Looking at Yuan Bei's gesture of embracing the world, the few people were stunned and couldn't see why he was so small.

But what Yuan Bei was really acting out was the actual situation, from the Bronze rank to the Platinum rank, and whoring a king gene core with excellent compatibility for nothing, anyone with a brain can imagine how big the gap is.

Zhao Shiying's head hurts.

Why is this person still so shameless after such a long time no see?

However, it would be a lie to say that he is not envious. In the past three months, his strength has not improved much. After all, not everyone can be in Yuan Bei's situation, and it is normal to fight steadily.

Zhao Shiying suddenly felt a sense of crisis, but when she turned her head to look around, she felt relieved. It's okay, and Zhang Peng is the bottom line.

He is a mechanical shooter and now he has no cards at all, and the support in the team can now show him a hand.

Yuan Bei?!

What's wrong?

Did you have plastic surgery, I rely on you?

Yan Huohuo circled around Yuan Bei, chattering non-stop: Actually, you are not ugly, it's just that your facial features are not very good-looking.

Yuan Bei rolled his eyes: Then I really appreciate your pertinent evaluation.

Plastic surgery is definitely not cosmetic surgery, and it is impossible to have plastic surgery in this life. It can only be improved by genetic core.

Once everyone arrived, they walked towards the inside of the school.

It was almost two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Xiner and Yan Huohuo mainly wanted to let the two get acquainted with the general situation of the school, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to find a classroom for class.

Under the leadership of several people, Zhang Peng quickly became familiar with the structure of the entire school. As for the more detailed ones, he needed to get familiar with them himself.

Yuan Bei is already familiar with it. The senior sister Huang Xiaocan sent him the school map when she chatted with him on Weibo. It took him a full minute to print the extremely detailed map completely. in mind.

He can guarantee that some veteran sophomores may not be as familiar with the school as he is.

Idle is also idle, chatting and gagging with a few people, Yuan Bei still likes this kind of time, it makes him feel very relaxed.

The contemporary college students in this world are living too hard, such relaxing time is worth cherishing.

This is not a lie. Yuan Bei has seen several courses, and the large number seems to squeeze all their time, not to mention there are some practical classes from time to time.

It really does not give people a way to live.

All in all, it seems that the better the university, the busier and more tired the students are.

Thinking about it this way, those students who are a little short of college really take the saying it will be loose when they get to college seriously, and it is no wonder that they will be crushed and squeezed in society.

Holding the idea that a first-rate university will eventually give a job to a third-rate university or even a college student, the head is more or less unclear.

After getting acquainted, several people came to the cafeteria in the school to eat again.

The canteens are all free, and the resources that the country invests in schools every year are in units of one billion. It is very common for the canteens to be free.

Yuan Bei was still thinking wildly, but Yan Huohuo spoke up.

Yuan Bei, you should be more careful in this military training. I heard that this time it's people from the guard formation.

Tsk tsk tsk, those people are crazy in the dimension space, don't mess with those instructors...

Military training?

Yuan Bei was taken aback for a moment, it was such a familiar yet unfamiliar term.

You do not know?

This time it was Yan Huohuo's turn to be stunned, and then said with a teasing smile: You don't think you don't need military training when you arrive at the No. 1 Martial Arts School?

I really don't know.

Then sister will tell you.

Yan Huohuo said: According to the tradition of the No. 1 Martial Arts School, the military training will last about four months, and the location is variable, maybe in the base, maybe in the dimension space.

These four months are not just military training. While maintaining a sufficient amount of training, course learning will also be carried out simultaneously.

Tsk tsk, when we were training in the military, that ghostly place was horribly desolate. To be able to sleep for four hours a day is to burn incense.

It takes persistence.

Zhang Xiner interjected at this moment, with a serious expression on her face: We must persevere. If we can't persevere and quit midway, the school will directly deal with it as a dropout.

The number one title of the No. 1 Martial Arts School has not been taken away so far. It is because of these methods that the loser is the winner and the winner is the king.

With that said, Zhang Xiner looked at Yuan Bei again.

During military training, try to be top-notch, it's good for you.

Yuan Bei nodded slightly.

Even if Zhang Xiner didn't say anything, he still thought so in his heart, if he wanted to do it, he should be top-notch, what's the point of fishing?

The military training will start in about five days, and the freshman group he joined before has also notified that he will gather in his respective classes at nine o'clock tonight, probably to meet the class teacher counselor or something.

There will be a welcome party after that, but I don't know what it will be.

But looking at Yan Huohuo's thief-like appearance, it doesn't feel like anything interesting.

...

have eaten.

Yuan Bei was about to go to his dormitory. He went to the material warehouse to pick up his bedding, bought some toiletries, and a group of five walked towards his dormitory.

Yan Huohuo is well-known as

Isn't it right for us to identify the door?

But Yuan Bei suspected that this person just wanted to have sex in the boys' dormitory.

You are not a man, do you think there is a fart for you?

What, Zhang Xiner is going too?

Oh.

That's fine.

Teammates had to recognize each other, and Yuan Bei felt that it was necessary for him to go to Zhang Xiner's dormitory to take a good look.

A few people walked to the accommodation area quickly.

Yuan Bei's dormitory is in the eighth district, halfway up the mountain behind the school, which is considered a place with a relatively good living environment.

It made Zhang Peng a little envious. He was in the third district, not far from the Martial Arts Field. Although it was not bad, it was not as comfortable as living in a place with trees and water in the mountains.

Yuan Bei himself was also very satisfied.

Not long.

Then he saw a dormitory area, not very luxurious, just a well-regulated student dormitory, only three floors high, the room size is large, three-person room, it is quite comfortable for people to live in it.

Find building number eight.

Yuan Bei and his party walked in directly, but no one stopped them.

His dormitory is on the third floor.

301.

to the door.

Yuan Bei had some expectations in his heart. He didn't even have the feeling that he had gone to college again when he entered the school, but when he walked to the door of the dormitory, this feeling suddenly became extremely strong.

What kind of sand sculpture will the person who will live under the same roof as me for four years be?

It's really exciting!

Thinking of this in his heart, a smile filled Yuan Bei's face.

Push the door open.

The light of the setting sun shines in from the window, the shade is dense, and the giant trees are towering.

At this time, under the window, there was a naked man standing motionless.

Yuan Bei:? ? ? ? ?

boom!

The door was closed again.

Then it was opened again.

Still that ass in the sunset.

The door is closed.