On the playground inside the main entrance of the Sword Saint City, there was a little boy who was only about one meter tall, and in front of him was respectfully standing in front of him, more than a dozen male and female classmates who were rowing in rows were almost half a head taller than him. But the eyes of these students looked at him were full of envy. They were not envious of the strength of the people in front of them. As children, they naturally would not envy the noble status of only adults, which made them envious. The boys were jealous of the girls’ appearance.

It was a face with almost perfect combination of facial features, with colorful eyebrows, starry eyes, a nose as bright as jade, and a face as jade. Although the boy still had the tender expressions of children, a trace of extraordinary temperament could be clearly seen between his eyebrows. The man had a short black hair, either, or Croyd, the young master from the Croy family, who had just recovered from his injuries.

The dozen students standing in front of him were naturally the lucky ones who survived from the two peak monsters of level 9 6 months ago. Among them, the little boy who was half a head shorter than Croyd was either someone else, or the Wuqi who had created miracles 6 months ago.

Compared to Croyd's handsome facial features, Wuqi's appearance is much more ordinary. His ordinary facial features, ordinary height and ordinary temperament are the type that he can't find if he puts it into the crowd. But it is precisely because of Wuqi's ordinary appearance from his bones that these dozen students recognize him at a glance, and now he is even more interested in the miracles he has created.

Wuqi's status in the hearts of these dozen students is no longer the same as the day he first entered the school 6 months ago. Now he is even more popular with these dozen students than Croyd because he is low-key, has no scheming, and does not have the arrogance of keeping others from thousands of miles away. It makes people feel like they want to get close to each other as soon as they come into contact.

So even if he was ranked last, he never complained, let alone complained about the unfair treatment of Sakai. This is why he could not stand with him after Croyd recovered from his injury. Croyd, who was born in a noble family, could not accept the last one, and he didn't understand why Wuqi was willing to be stepped on his head. Now Croyd is the class leader among these dozen students. He has suggested that Teacher Sakai promote Wuqi to deputy class leader several times, but he was rejected by Sakai.

Croyd, who already regarded Wuqi as his only friend, was naturally unwilling to give up. He failed today and would think of Sakai's proposal tomorrow, but in the end he had to smile bitterly because of Wuqi's words and gave up his wishful thinking.

"Lao De. Stop going again. I'm doing this now, why should I be the deputy squad leader? Besides, I don't like it either. It's too troublesome after being the deputy squad leader. Classmates will follow me everywhere. I don't want this."

"Slug! Why are you so unmotivated? I have told you so many times! You can't do this. You have practiced swordsman for several months. You can't even lift a 10-pound sword with one hand. How can you become a swordsman like this?"

"I think too. But I don't know why you can persist in such hard training, but I can't. Not to mention running again every day, I have to swing my sword again. I'm almost down when I practice one project, and I can't play as a teacher Sakai's indicator every time. I really don't know why, you can have such a lot of strength and have such good physical strength."

"Do you think I could get such a heavy sword from the beginning? It was achieved through hard training. As long as you grit your teeth and persevere, you will definitely be as relaxed as I am now."

"Forget it, Lao De. I'd better give up. I really can't stand this kind of suffering. I'm really afraid. Every day after class, I can fall asleep immediately after lying in bed after dinner. It's better now. My training volume is only one-tenth of yours, and it's easy, so I can barely persevere."

"Slug! You really disappointed me."

"Hehe. Just say whatever you want. Anyway, I won't agree to you as the deputy class monitor. By the way, Lao De, I found a big tree with the best location a few days ago. Climbing to the top of the tree, you can clearly see the female classmates taking a bath in the bathroom opposite! After school, go with me to take a look. I recently learned that the female classmates in our class don't have butts in front of them."

"I've told you so many times. That's not the butt, it's the chest."

"Whether it is called a chest or a butt, will you go there later?"

"Go! If I don't, what if you are discovered?"

In this way, every time Croyd always mentioned this, he would inexplicably be dragged by Wuqi to peek at the senior female classmate to take a bath. Peek at the girl taking a bath. This is the hobby that Croyd discovered after three months of contact with Wuqi. Although he received education since childhood, he should respect women and be polite to girls. Peek at the girl taking a bath is absolutely not done. However, for an 8-year-old child, strong curiosity is always more active than the precepts instilled by the adults. Therefore, after all, the best students in the class and the worst students in the class actually started a voyeurism life together for half a year.

Fortunately, Croyd is more appropriate than Wuqi. He can stop Wuqi in time every time while taking such amazing photos. Otherwise, once someone discovers, Croyd and Wuqi can't smooth things over even if they tell a big lie, because the photos are the best evidence.

Seeing these dozen students looking at him respectfully, Croyd nodded with satisfaction. Teacher Sakai was suddenly called to the principal's office, and he had to be responsible for the next training arrangements for these students. But when Croyd was about to issue instructions to ask everyone to practice 1,000 sword swings, he saw Wuqi, who was standing at the last of the dozen students, yawning, looking listless. His face suddenly changed, and a shallow cross-grooved gully appeared on his handsome little face at the center of his eyebrows.

Although he is a good friend who can talk to Wuqi, it is just a matter of private matter. Croyd does not intend to let others know about their friendship. It is nothing for Wuqi to become friends with a noble young master and a classmate who doesn't even know his origin, but for Croyd's family, Croyd himself knows what consequences this will cause.

A child who is only 8 and a half years old does not value his status, but this does not mean that he does not understand. Croyd clearly knows that once this matter is exposed, his family will bear the rumor. Once this matter is rumored, his friendship with Wuqi will be over. His family will definitely not allow him to become friends with Wuqi, a person with no aristocratic background at all. Wuqi is the first friend he has known since he was born to be honest with him. He will definitely not allow this friendship that he finally got is like a flash in the pan, only to disappear for a short time. Therefore, in front of outsiders, his attitude towards Wuqi has always been as cold and arrogant as he is to other classmates.

"Class Wuqi, please leave me!" Croyd deliberately looked angry and looked at Wuqi's face with anger and said, "Did you not sleep well last night and plan to take leave again today?"

"Hehe." He slowly walked out of the queue and came to Croyd. Wuqi scratched the back of his head with a dry smile. "Squad leader, I didn't sleep well yesterday. I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you. You can look at my eyes, just like the panda's eyes. I'm so sleepy now. Please, can you let me go to bed first?"

After saying that, Wuqi looked at Croyd with apologetic expression. Seeing that the other party's brows were even tighter, he hurriedly bent down and looked begging him, "Squad leader! I really didn't sleep well this time. Otherwise, you can just let me take a nap!"

"Every time you get training, you either don't sleep well the night before, or you can't train with diarrhea. Can you find some fresh reasons?"

As soon as this was said, the dozen or so students who were also the audience, who were also the audience, immediately covered their mouths and pressed their abdomen and laughed secretly. The harsh sound of ridicule penetrated into Wuqi's ears like a tide, making his little face turn red. He wanted to speak, but because he couldn't find any other excuses, he had to lower his head depressedly.

"Hmph!" Croyd snorted coldly, looked at Wuqi with disdain, then glanced at the dozen students who were smirking him, and said seriously: "For so long, Teacher Sakai has always favored you too much. Now the teacher is not here, so I will punish you well for the teacher. If anyone dares to be lazy in the future, it will be the same as Wuqi today." After saying that, Croyd pointed to a piece of open space behind him and ordered: "Student Wuqi. Since you are sleepy, you don't need to swing your sword 1,000 times. Now you are here to do push-ups, do 1,000, and you can rest today!"

Croyd's tone was not a bit of negotiation. His punishment-style training had just been released, and the dozen students immediately looked envious. Just 1,000 push-ups were considered punishment? It was too easy. For them who were about to swing the heavy sword weighing fifty or sixty pounds 1,000 push-ups were really nothing, and they were even very relaxed. But when they thought that Wuqi was several times worse than ordinary people who had not been trained, the smile on their faces became stronger.

Wuqi, the person involved, heard this, seemed to be struck by lightning, and looked at Croyd with a bitter face, his eyes full of begging. He found that there was no trace of movement in the other party's eyes. Wuqi suddenly looked at the sky with both hands and cried to the cloudless sky: "God! The earth! Why is my life so miserable!"
Chapter completed!