"Ah, classmate Wang Dong is here!" As if Wang Dong was a big star, the girls were excited instantly. wWw,QuANbEn-XiAoShUo,CoM
"Classmate Wang Dong, you are finally back!"
"We've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The girls were very excited, even a little blushing, their eyes were so eager, and they all held something like a letter in their hands.
In today's technology, letters are meaningless. If they appear, they must have some special meaning.
For example, a confession.
Although Wang Dong's mood was turbulent, he was slightly nervous. He had never been favored by a girl since he was a child. He did have an alcoholic old man, and he lived in a slum area with government relief. He was not amazingly handsome, and girls How could he possibly fall in love with him? Besides, Wang Dong often worked part-time and had to practice Blade Art, so he had no time to participate in extracurricular activities.
"Classmate Wang Dong, we have something to trouble you with!" A senior sister came out like a representative of everyone.
As soon as he heard the word "trouble", classmate Wang Dong calmed down. It was obvious that this matter was not directed at him. He just said that he was not a star, so how could he be treated like this.
Wang Dong smiled slightly and said, "We are all classmates. If you have any questions, just say it." He was not willing to provoke these girls under the roof.
"Classmate Wang Dong, can you please help us forward this letter to classmate Hu Yangxuan?"
"Hu Yangxuan? I don't seem to know him." Wang Dong thought for a while, and there was indeed no such person.
Many girls seemed to be a little agitated, but they tolerated it because they wanted Wang Dong. After all, this was the only F class student they knew. There was no way, who let him live downstairs from them.
The leading girl seemed to be very patient, "Classmate Wang Dong, classmate Hu Yangxuan will transfer to our school tomorrow. Since he did not take the entrance exam, he was assigned to Class F. He is your classmate, so I'm sorry to trouble you."
In an instant, the girls were all looking at him eagerly, just handing over some letters. Of course Wang Dong was happy to do a small favor. After all, they were neighbors. If these girls complained to the school that it was inconvenient for boys to live below, his life would be difficult.
So classmate Wang Dong accepted them all very sensibly, and then there were two more boxes in his room. Wang Dong didn't take it seriously. Most likely, Hu Yangxuan was a famous and handsome guy.
After returning to the room, it seemed that the God of War came out strangely. This time there was no very violent opening statement, "Boy, I'm going into seclusion, and I won't be able to come out for a long time."
Wang Dong was stunned. It seemed that although the God of War had a bad temper, he was a companion to the lonely Wang Dong. "You want to retreat?"
"Nonsense, you think I'm not wasting my time talking like this. I used to worry that your boy wasn't strong enough. If he died accidentally, I would be buried with you."
"Haha, don't worry, the Federation is a legal society, not a barbaric world like Norton Planet." Wang Dong nodded.
"Boy, don't be careless with me. Before I go into seclusion, I have something to tell you. Human beings today have five major techniques, each with its own magic. Even the five major techniques do not exceed 200 degrees. This Blade Technique is very good. *It's true. You should have a little understanding of the magical power by now. However, before you have the absolute ability to protect yourself, don't be too showy. Even with my strength, I can be locked up in such a ghost place. This is a lesson learned from the past. It is right to be cautious. Yes, but it’s impossible to improve your skills without fighting. That TPA is indeed a way, don’t talk nonsense, you have to decide your own way.”
It seems that the Martial God said very seriously. In fact, after seeing Wang Dong's battle just now, the Martial God seems to be a little relieved. His repeated appearance is also a consumption of mental power. The reason why he needs to replenish it from time to time is to prevent a large amount of mental power from dissipating. No. Once the entity was scattered, his life would be over. Seeing Wang Dong's condition, he also ignited hope.
Wang Dong knew that his concealment had been seen through, and he was a little embarrassed. After all, he had experienced the same ups and downs as the God of War.
"Boy, don't be embarrassed. You are right to do this. I have no favors for you. The Blade Art is not mine. It is just a transaction between us. We are keeping three points for others. The road to martial arts is not bright. Be yourself. What I want to do!”
"Martial God...take care of yourself!"
"Go to hell, don't act like you're saying goodbye, I'll recover after practicing for a while, don't bother me if nothing happens!"
After saying that, it seemed that the Martial God took back the space crystal. Wang Dong looked at the room and suddenly felt that it was empty. The old man was gone. Hei Tan didn't know whether he could recover. It seemed that the Martial God had also dived. Although it seemed that the Martial God said it was easy, but Wang Dong had been getting along with him for a while. If the situation hadn't been bad, it would definitely not be like this.
The Temple of War... that is a place in human legends. Wang Dong really has no confidence at all, but since he agreed to the seemingly Martial God, he will try to break into it even if it is possible, even if it is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den!
Wang Dong clenched his fist fiercely. With the Blade Art in hand, he didn't have everything. As for what the future would look like, it was all in his own hands.
It seems that the reason why the God of War does not teach Wang Dong his own things is because he is afraid of disturbing him. No one knows what the Blade Art is like, just like no one knows the truth about the Blade Warrior. But one thing is certain, who has mastered the Blade Art? , may become mankind’s second invincible legend.
For hundreds of years, the five major families and some super organizations have been eager to copy that myth. It can be said that there is no Blade Warrior, there is no Li Feng, and there is no human being today. It is a pity that the Blade Warrior has disappeared, but human beings' desire for that kind of power has not. Still exist.
Wang Dong lay quietly on the bed, not far away were the two big boxes of love letters. It was a bit strangely sad. At Wang Dong's age, why didn't he long for friends? But in the past sixteen years, he had nothing, and now he has nothing. Alone.
Wang Dong, who had understood a little bit of the secrets of the Blade Art, was no longer interested in Wen Shu. All he could think of was to fall down and take a deep sleep, hoping that everything would get better by daybreak.
Wang Dong came to the classroom early in the morning and felt a strange aura. He couldn't help it. In the past, a group of men gathered around the door of Class F, waiting for Ma Xiaoru. This time, there were a large number of girls, and they were most likely waiting for that one. Hu Yangxuan and Wang Dong, who have not yet appeared, are like porters, carrying two big boxes into the classroom in full view of everyone.
The students in Class F are already struggling. Now Yalang, Class F is undoubtedly the hardest working, because everyone knows that Ma Xiaoru will definitely enter Class A after the first monthly exam. Thinking of the goddess leaving, these male creatures Nuclear power will definitely break out, and you have to follow it no matter what. The same is true for other levels. The pressure on Class A has suddenly increased. The number of people is limited. Once the competition score is too high, the score line must be raised.
Now everyone wants to stay in Class A!
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