It was another beautiful day. Wu Tian felt that his life was great now. In the morning, he had a teacher to guide him in his practice. At noon, he could compete with powerful people from all walks of life. He felt excited just thinking about it.

Knowing the sea, the uncle said leisurely: "Boy, you are in good shape recently. You can persist in such training."

Thinking of the hell-like practice at night, Wu Tian complained dissatisfiedly: "Teacher, you promised me that if I complete my practice goals, you will teach me how to practice external skills."

"Have you, have I ever said this?"

After hearing this, Wu Tian felt a little depressed. Although kendo is also very interesting and powerful, practicing external skills is his long-term wish.

Sensing Wu Tian's emotions, the uncle had no choice but to say: "You don't need to deliberately practice external skills, because your body will automatically extract the power from your blood to strengthen itself."

"So, when you practice swordsmanship, you are practicing external skills. In addition, you should also pay close attention to the practice of Tiandi Kung Fu. This is your foundation."

After spending so long with the uncle, Wu Tian figured out one thing, that is, you must never question his words.

The other thing is Wu Tian's own wish. I don't know when he started to agree with the sword from the bottom of his heart. If he doesn't practice sword for at least a day, he will feel very uncomfortable.

Looking at the imitation Seven Star Sword beside the bed, Wu Tian asked again: "Uncle, why are all my swords imitations like this?"

"Shut up, practice with peace of mind, don't think about these things for the time being."

Then the uncle started a new round of reprimands, especially on the use of Tiandi Kung Fu and swordsmanship. Wu Tian was never able to get into a good state.

"You kid has been thinking wildly all day long. Can you focus on the exercises? I have taught you step by step. Why can't you learn it?"

After finishing his work, Wu Tian looked up at the sky, and his consciousness was filled with the uncle's violent words.

In the classroom, Ling Sihua did not play the data of the three people's battle as before, but stared at the three of them closely and said: "Gentlemen, let's talk about some interesting things about you."

"Can you tell me who first proposed going to the sophomore area?"

Wu Tian asked confusedly: "Is it important?"

Ling Sihua nodded, and Wu Tian could only point at himself.

"Then I want to know who said that there is no need for sympathy under the laws of nature."

Yan Junze sat upright, straightened his clothes, and nodded to Ling Sihua seriously.

After getting what he wanted to know, Ling Sihua finally started to explain today's course.

When class was over at noon, he said to Wu Tian and his trio: "Today is Friday. There seem to be a lot of people in the cafeteria. I wish you good luck!"

After saying that, Ling Sihua left the classroom.

After he left, Yongguang suddenly said: "What do you mean by the teacher's words?"

Wu Tian shook his head. Logically speaking, there are many people in the cafeteria every day. So what if there are too many people.

Yan Junze asked worriedly: "Could it be that the number of lunch boxes today will be much less?"

After the three people crossed the boundary line, the teachers who received the news came out one after another.

"No way. Are these three talented people and bold, or are they just stupid young people? Didn't the principal tell them that there are more people than usual today?"

"Then should we take care of it?"

"I think it's better to forget it. As long as no one is killed, they can do whatever they want."

These words were recognized by many people. They were teachers, not nannies, so these teachers quietly came to the cafeteria with the idea of ​​watching a show.

Just as Wu Tian and the others were heading to the second cafeteria, the sophomore students on the way sent their photos to a certain place, which was obviously not the campus network.

"Brother Tian, ​​is it my imagination? I feel like everyone is staring at us."

Yan Junze shook his head from time to time. He didn't feel this way yesterday, but why did everyone's eyes change from hungry wolves to angry lions today?

As the three of them entered the second cafeteria, Wu Tian and the others were shocked by the large number of people. It was estimated that all the sophomore students were here.

Although Yan Junze comes from a big family and has received various trainings since he was a child, this kind of look makes him bored.

As for Yongguang, it was his first time and he didn't know what to do. On the contrary, it was Wu Tian. The bigger the scene, the more stimulating it was for him.

I thought I would be nervous, but Wu Tian felt so excited.

Just when the three of them were about to enter the duel area, someone suddenly blocked their way forward.

"Freshmen, this is not the place you should come."

"It's best to get away, otherwise no one will help you if you get hurt."

"..."

There are constant sounds, and the surroundings are like a noisy vegetable market, which is very annoying.

Wu Tian just sighed and then said: "I really don't know why you like to do this. I don't like to argue about big principles. If you have the ability, let me go out sideways today."

Pushing away the person blocking the way, Wu Tian continued: "In addition, I think only the weak will make threatening sounds."

This time, the atmosphere became even weirder.

In the crowd, Fang Hao stared at Wu Tian's back, the sword mark on his chest still aching.

On the other side, a small group of peak innate people stood at the front. They still stood there and waited for the golden lunch box, but today they seemed to have a little fun.

It didn't take long for the labels to be posted, and just like yesterday, the melee started as soon as they were posted.

This time, Wu Tian and the others were obviously targeted.

I was blocked before I could move forward. There was no unnecessary nonsense at all. I only focused on strength here.

The Heavenly Emperor's Kung Fu was operating, the majestic power shook the surroundings, and the whistling sword energy struck in all directions.

But this time, Wu Tian met his opponent.

Compared with the opponent's sword speed, he is still superior to Wu Tian, ​​and compared with the opponent's strength, he is not weak or at a disadvantage.

It was also the first time that Wu Tian met a swordsman who could fight like this with him. Except for what he thought, Yongguang was also surrounded by a group of cultivators.

Real men speak with their fists. The most important thing is that these people are extremely determined and cannot be shaken by ordinary Buddha's light.

As for Yan Junze, it was even worse. He met a group of sophomore martial arts students.

The other party was obviously coming from a bad place. One song after another, the invisible sound waves disturbed the true energy in the body. Even if Yan Junze used his righteous energy, he still couldn't resist it all.

Wu Tian cheered from the bottom of his heart to meet such an opponent.

Devoting himself to the battle, he forgot his original purpose. Yan Junze looked at Wu Tian, ​​who was already immersed in the battle, and had no choice but to turn his head and look at Yongguang.

"Let's join forces, you help me deal with those crazy women, and I'll look for opportunities to grab lunch."

Yongguang suppressed the restless Qi and blood in his body, then kept coughing and said: "Double it, or I won't do it."

"You are taking advantage of the situation!"

"Give it or not, I'll leave if you don't."

Yongguang said decisively, for which Yan Junze could only gasp and nod in agreement.

Just after the two reached an agreement, Wu Tian suddenly fell from the sky.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, my foot just slipped."

Seeing Wu Tian's whole body covered with small sword wounds, Yan Junze didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, Wu Tian also remembered the original mission of the three of them at this time, so he said: "I can still hold on for five minutes."

Yan Junze said that he understood. At the same time, the number of bento boxes on the shelves was quickly decreasing.

Because they got what they wanted, most of them withdrew from the fighting area. The lack of people actually made the fighting more brutal.

Wu Tian swung his sword and rushed forward again. Yongguang took this opportunity to get closer to the martial arts department and used all his mental power to cast the Buddhist Sanskrit Sound.

The sharpness in the air can't help but make people subconsciously shift their gaze.

With the wonderful performance of the two, Yan Junze also tried his best to finally grab a box of bento on the shelf.

But when he was waiting to pay the points, he realized that what he got was actually a random lunch box.

At this time, Wu Tian and Yong Guang were knocked out of the battle area, and this time they really went out sideways. Even so, the brilliant results of the two people were still impossible to ignore.

You must know that they are fighting against the elite Xiantian realm who have fought among the last freshmen group. The lowest person has the third level of innate realm, and his martial arts skills are at the lower level of Xuan level.

Under such a situation, Wu Tian could still find a way out, Yong Guang could also compete with people from the martial arts department, and the most important thing was that Yan Junze got the lunch box again.
Chapter completed!