Urban God-level Selection System

"It's been a few hours since Zhang Wanlin, won't you take a break?"

"Zhang Wanlin, you should pay attention to rest."

Since the battle with Zhengu, Zhang Wanlin has won the care and respect of many students.

Green and Elena stood aside watching all this from a distance. Green said: "Zhang Wanlin's power has become stronger than ever."

Elena nodded, her eyes calmly chasing the running figure of Zhang Wanlin.

More than his body is different, his eyes, the outline of his facial features, even his temperament are different.

Only Elena discovered these details, but she didn't understand, from which day these became different.

While the two were talking like this, Zhang Wanlin, who was running in the distance, suddenly fell to the ground and never got up.

Zhang Wanlin was sent to the infirmary and was diagnosed by a doctor and was overworked.

The assistant brought some medicine, Elena put it in her hand silently, and spooned it into his mouth.

It was dawn the next day when Zhang Wanlin woke up, and the sun was dazzling outside.

He hadn't had such a good night's sleep for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling heartily.

He pulled the assistant aside and asked about the situation when he fainted.

The assistant said: "The president sent you here."

But Zhang Wanlin looked around, but didn't see Elena. It seemed that she had already left.

"How long is it now?"

"morning.

But it was almost noon.

Zhang Wanlin, would you like to give us a lesson later? "

"noon?"

Zhang Wanlin frowned, pondered for a while, then suddenly got up and walked out.

"Sorry, I have something else."

He has been here for one night now, so Carlo in the dormitory has not eaten for nearly a day.

On the way, Zhang Wanlin bought some food and brought it with him.

He went upstairs and pushed open the dormitory door.

It was quiet in the dormitory.

Just as he stepped in, a dagger was placed between his neck.

"it's me."

Zhang Wanlin said.

Carlo kicked the door shut, turned and walked inside.

"You didn't come back last night, I thought something went wrong."

"thank you for your concern."

Carlo frowned. "I don't care about you, I just care about myself."

"You must be hungry, this is for you.

It seems that I should usually prepare more. "

Zhang Wanlin put these food on the table.

This happens to see another pile of food on the table.

Carlo said: "Don't look at me with that look. If you never come back, won't I go out to find something to eat?"

Zhang Wanlin said, "I'm just worried about you. If you are discovered, the consequences will be disastrous."

"You can rest assured of this.

If someone finds out, I will let them shut up forever. "

Zhang Wanlin looked at her seriously: "No matter what, you can't kill anymore."

"What happened to the killing?"

Carlo's voice became low, "Are you defending those nobles?

Yes, you are an aristocrat. "

"The nobility is not what you think."

Zhang Wanlin intends to fight **** reason.

Carlo put the dagger on the table once and resisted his anger: "What's that like?

! "

Looking at her like this, Zhang Wanlin didn't plan to talk about it anymore.

He gently brought the door to leave.

Carlo used a dagger to pull a long hole on the table.

She hates all nobles, but why can't she hate him?

Zhang Wanlin wanted to continue training, Green said: "You just fell down due to overwork, do you want to fall down?"

"Tutor, I have a sense of measure."

"Well, in that case you go to Elena."

Zhang Wanlin found Elena. She was practicing swordsmanship alone in the empty training ground.

Unable to disturb her, Zhang Wanlin watched.

Elena's face has a layer of sweat, and her hair is sticking to her forehead.

The slightly flushed face highlights the charm of a different kind of youth.

Zhang Wanlin looked a little drunk.

Elena picked up a sword next to her with her toes and hit him off guard.

"Come on, try and try."

Zhang Wanlin rubbed the red seal on his face and came to the court.

The competition is just what you want.

Zhang Wanlin held swords in both hands, condensing his breath.

He thought of Elena's previous actions in his heart, and worked out how to deal with it.

This is exactly the same as before when dealing with True Valley, Elena walked slowly with arrogant and icy steps, her expression ruthless.

Zhang Wanlin took the lead to stab Elena's forehead with a sword. Elena's head was slightly tilted, no more, no less, just passing by.

This was what Zhang Wanlin expected. He instantly leaned over and hit the door with his elbow.

At this moment, Elena frowned slightly, moved quickly to one side, and stumbled under her feet at the same time.

Zhang Wanlin fell to the ground.

"Your trick is great."

Elena commented.

This is exactly what Carlo taught.

Zhang Wanlin propped himself up with a sword, and while Elena was unprepared, he swept away from the bottom plate.

Elena backed back again and again, this move gave her a weird feeling, but she couldn't tell what kind of weird it was.

When there was no way to retreat, Elena stepped on Zhang Wanlin's sword with one foot and kicked it with the other.

This kick didn't hit Zhang Wanlin's face, and he flipped backwards to avoid it.

However, Elena's other foot took advantage of the dodge gap and kicked on his chest.

Lost again.

Zhang Wanlin is not without despair. No matter what he thinks, how he does it, and how delicate he is, Elena can always break out of his meticulous net first, and still attack with the most perfect attack.

Her martial arts and figure fit seamlessly.

This is what Zhang Wanlin learned from Carlo's martial arts and saw it from another angle.

Elena stood with a sword, showing the meaning of falling leaves.

Every time I use a sword, this feeling arises naturally.

"Are you still trying?"

In view of Zhang Wanlin's body, she asked.

"Of course it's better."

Zhang Wanlin cheered up again and rushed to Elena.

This time his flaws were even greater. The flaws had been exposed when he swung the sword, but Elena did not take advantage of this flaw, but confronted them head-on.

Seeing Zhang Wanlin's perseverance like this, Elena will be somewhat softhearted.

This is exactly what Zhang Wanlin used.

Carlo once said: Take advantage of the unpreparedness, surprise.

After three rounds of fighting, Zhang Wanlin took advantage of Elena's dodge and flew into a knee collision.

This move happened suddenly, but Elena reacted to it, and she used her sword to block it.

However, what was unexpected was that the wooden sword was directly broken.

This force is beyond the imagination of the two.

It is no longer possible for Zhang Wanlin to regain his strength. His knee hit Elena's chest unstoppably.

Both fell to the ground.

Zhang Wanlin pressed Elena's body, her body was soft, with a faint fragrance of jasmine.

Her delicate and graceful face is right in front of her eyes, her arrogant red lips are close at hand, and her eyes are full of beautiful ripples in the autumn water.

The breath of the two of them collided with sparks, and Zhang Wanlin could feel her heartbeat.

For the first time, he was so close to her.

Zhang Wanlin couldn't help being a little silly. He wanted to follow that breath and kiss her with the nice fragrance of flowers.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes. The distance of the kiss was no more than that minute or that second, and time seemed to stay in the eternity of a moment.

But Elena pushed him away, she stood up and looked at Zhang Wanlin coldly, which made Zhang Wanlin wake up and feel ashamed.

He shouldn't have done that, shouldn't he care about the injury in that situation?

What a beast! "sorry, I......"