In the eyes of most newcomers, Tu Dahei is a bumpkin who doesn't even understand psychic shields. Although he relied on his luck to survive the body-burning curse and opened up the spiritual holy veins, his His psychic control has just reached "preliminary mastery", and the psychic shield he holds up is almost at the level of a primary school student.
Although Chen Lingcun is the newcomer with the worst evaluation this year, Tu Dahei should be the weakest one.
Therefore, when Shi Xiaobai pointed at himself and said, "I am the real weakling and waste," the newcomers found with laughter that this bumpkin was indeed the most qualified to say this in this classroom.
However, what are you saying with such righteousness and majesty? Why does it seem to you that proving that you are weak is a very honorable thing? You tell us to shut up just to say such a bunch of stupid and sensational things
Some newcomers felt that they had been fooled, and their little pity immediately disappeared, and inexplicable anger arose in their hearts.
Some of the newcomers were funny, but they also had a hint of admiration. This country bumpkin was so self-deprecating, obviously to help Chen Lingcun out of trouble. It was not something that ordinary people could do for a friend.
A handful of newcomers' expressions became solemn and their eyes were thoughtful, such as Xiang Wu who was sitting in the corner, Wang Lin, the strongest among the newcomers, and the honest Ye Jiaquan. A strange idea suddenly appeared in their minds - Tu. Dahei is not simple.
"The saddest thing about weak people is often not their weak strength, but their unwillingness to admit their own weakness. He who calls himself a weakling and a waste, should he be said to be stupid enough, or wise enough to be stupid?" A smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Wu's mouth.
Sith also had a smile on his face, and his joy was palpable, but he remained silent, making it difficult to guess his thoughts.
The handsome silver-haired young man on the stage was still the focus of everyone's attention, and most people's eyes were on him. How would he react if this country bumpkin went so far as to shame himself for him
Ling Cun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Puch!"
He smiled and made a loud sound, like a silver bottle being broken.
"Hahaha... ... "
His laughter didn't stop, as if he wanted to hold it back but couldn't. He kept laughing intermittently. There were no words to describe the feeling that the laughter made. It was as sweet as the swaying of a silver bell, but It's as harsh as a silver needle scraping a wall.
Lingcun laughed and burst into tears. When he finally stopped, his breathing sounded like choking, but the smile on his face was clearly filled with joy.
Lingcun knew that Tu Dahei was Shi Xiaobai, and also knew about Shi Xiaobai's evil talent. When he first met him, he felt that he was too arrogant and sharp. He thought he was as arrogant as ordinary geniuses, so he deliberately said that "Shi Xiaobai" Xiaobai is still a weakling" remarks are to remind him that he is still a weakling.
But he didn't expect that he actually knew it better than anyone else, and he didn't expect that he could tell such a fact with peace of mind and no regrets.
"Huh~, I always thought I was smart, but compared with you, I'm really stupid."
Lingcun looked at Shi Xiaobai with respect and emotion, and said softly: "Dahei, you are stronger than anyone else."
"No, I am very weak!"
Shi Xiaobai grinned, stretched out his right hand, and held up a broken and almost transparent white shield in front of him.
"Come on, let me show you how weak I am!"
The white shield looked fragile, as if it would break if touched.
"I can not do it."
Lingcun shook his head slightly, but he didn't know whether he said he couldn't do it because he didn't have the ability to break it, or he was unwilling to break it.
"If you want to know where that man is, you have to do it."
Sith, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke in a joking tone, "I don't like toys that are not 'interesting'."
Lingcun's expression changed. Sith's words hit the most vulnerable part of his heart, directly destroying his newly raised will to resist.
"I... ... "
Lingcun looked at the fragile shield again. It was easy to break it, but it was also very difficult. Even if Shi Xiaobai didn't care about being regarded as a weakling, he couldn't personally break the seemingly fragile dignity. Resisting the will of the Sith is the most irrational behavior, and he must know the whereabouts of that man.
What on earth should he do
Suddenly, a voice broke Lingcun's thoughts.
"I have always known that I am a weak person, but I don't know how weak I am, because I have been running away from the fact that I have no power."
Lingcun was shocked. The person who said these words turned out to be Shi Xiaobai. His expression at this time was serious and serious. Everyone was also stunned. For the first time in front of them, this country bumpkin did not call himself "my king", and his demeanor when he spoke seemed to be a completely different person.
"I don't understand what a psychic shield is, but I know that it is real power, the power I have always longed for."
Shi Xiaobai stared blankly at the broken white shield in front of him.
"I long, long, long, long, long... long for real power."
Countless "desires" spit out from his mouth, as if to make everyone clearly understand how much he desires.
"So, I urgently want to know how far I am from you, because only in this way will my desire be real."
What is the “reality” of desire? It's the reality of the thing you desire, and Shi Xiaobai still doesn't know what the power he desires looks like.
"Crush it and tell me how weak I am. If you are the weakest here, then prove to me that I am weaker than the weakest."
Shi Xiaobai pointed at the shield and looked at Chen Lingcun, his eyes shining with desire.
"Let me see how weak your ridiculed power is, and let me feel how powerful this weak power is to me!"
"Crush all false illusions and tell me what the cruel reality is. Only in this way can I know what power is, what I long for, and what I can give for it."
"Crush all my weaknesses and hesitations into pieces!"
"Please crush it!"
Before Shi Xiaobai finished speaking, Chen Lingcun's fist finally hit him.
The fist was very slow, looking gentle and weak. The white energy in the fist was so thin and transparent that it lightly hit Shi Xiaobai's shield, like a piece of soft tofu hitting another fast tofu.
This punch was incredibly weak.
However, Shi Xiaobai's shield shattered. It didn't explode with a "bang", but cracked bit by bit like frozen water. The cracks climbed slowly, and after a slight sizzling sound, there was a "pop" Broken, the white shield turned into countless tiny fragments and melted into the air.
This punch was not entertaining at all, and was even a bit ridiculous, but no one laughed at it, and an indescribable and weird sense of depression filled the entire room.
Shi Xiaobai, whose shield was easily broken, was stunned for a moment and slowly lowered his head.
"Sorry, thank you."
Lingcun sighed, his fist turned into a soft palm, and he patted Shi Xiaobai's shoulder lightly. He turned and left the high platform. When passing by Sith, he said coldly: "I will find you, no matter what game, I will stay with you until the end."
"Also, if your purpose is to crush Dahei's dignity and hope, if you just want to erase the brilliance of the gem with your own hands, then you have already lost this meaningless game from the beginning. !”
After Lingcun finished speaking, he walked back to the crowd. Everyone's eyes followed him, but at a certain moment, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed in their eyes. Except for Sith and Ye Jiaquan, everyone else looked away from Lingcun. , vaguely remembering what happened just now, knowing that there was such a very weak person who broke Tu Dahei's shield, but who was that person, what was his name, and what did he look like, but he couldn't think of it. Can't get up.
It was as if a person with a very strong sense of existence had disappeared from their memory.
The newcomers looked at the high platform again. The bumpkin still lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. Although they seemed to have forgotten an important person, they still remembered the psychic shield of the bumpkin. The weak shattered with pitifully weak strength.
He must have been hit hard, right
"So, I am the weakest weakling now, right?"
Shi Xiaobai lowered his head, his voice trembling.
"Yes, my beloved toy, you are the weakest here. You have proved what true weakness is. You have let everyone see what a weak and useless person really looks like. You have done a great job. ”
There was a heat of praise in Sith's tone, but such heat made everyone take a breath and feel a slight chill in their hearts.
Is it a pleasure for a Sith instructor to trample on the dignity that has been trampled on the ground
Suddenly, Shi Xiaobai raised his head, his expression caught everyone's eyes, and everyone was stunned.
I saw Shi Xiaobai smiling, a smile from the heart blooming on that delicate face, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Why is there such an expression
"Since I am already the weakest weakling, then what is a person who can't even break my shield?"
Shi Xiaobai faced the people sitting at the table and laughed loudly: "There are still seventy-one chances. I will definitely 'break and then stand', and then defend your attack!"
"Tremble, despair, stupid mortals, I want you to see who is the real weak!"
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