The night gradually became deeper. Not far away, the densely packed houses and various old buildings were all quiet, with no figure, and there was no sound of getting up at night.

It is obvious that after making trouble for the evil spirits, everyone was frightened. Except for sleeping, they did not dare to make any noise easily, so as not to attract any special attention.

His lowered eyes suddenly slowly raised, looking at the bright night in the open space not far ahead, Zhao Yang's mouth slightly raised.

"Here you come!"

It seems that most of these guys are just gathering resentment and have no strong wisdom.

I didn't think much about it. Looking at the night, I quickly condensed into a human form, and was about to float towards a low building over there.

There is nothing else, just take pictures!

A slight golden light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed by, and the figure did not even react and disappeared without a trace.

Feeling a cool feeling that poured into my mind, instantly eliminating the sleepiness that had originally existed slightly.

At the same time, the consciousness was clear and even a hint of euphoria came from a faint feeling, making people feel relaxed and floating, making Zhao Yang take a deep breath.

This is an addictive feeling.

I glanced at the nearby prefecture house gently and felt that my perception was indeed a little more sensitive than before.

And this time there was no obvious feeling of fatigue, Zhao Yang floated away with satisfaction.

After going home to fall asleep, Zhao Yang slept very heavily this time, but under his closed eyelids, his eyes seemed to start to turn slowly.

In the dream, Zhao Yang realized that he had become a majestic young man with Yanmu, holding a strange-shaped double-edged spear, fighting with others endlessly.

The other party couldn't see clearly, but his strength seemed to be slightly better than the young man.

During the battle, the young man had a slight advantage, but he was unwilling to be suppressed and had a strong fighting spirit. With the roars, the spear in his hand forced a confrontation with the other party, gradually barely regaining some situations.

Zhao Yang was like a person outside, but he was immersed in this battle, empathizing with it, and feeling the battle was extremely refreshing.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Yang suddenly opened his eyes and vomited slightly outside the window. It was dawn.

But last night's dream was as clear as before, and even every move in the dream could be clearly savored, making Zhao Yang full of strangeness.

In the morning, two young people appeared in the shanty town where Zhao Yang was located last night. After walking around, one of the thin young people with a particularly sharp look frowned and said, "It's strange, there is no evil spirit at all!"

Another laughed slowly and said, "It's probably because it has been a bit terrible recently, and residents are panic-related false alarms!"

"It's possible!" The thin young man shook his head and smiled, saying, "Let's go, we'll save trouble. If there is any problem, we will naturally report it again!"

The two of them left without much care and easily.

On the second day, I went to the research institute and took two C-level tests, and easily got hundreds of dollars.

In the evening, Zhao Yang turned to Dongcheng, but after this time, he could not sense the existence of that cold air.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Yang left in disappointment. He knew that he was probably the one who had been dealt with by Dongcheng City Guards last night.

At this time, I felt a little regretful. I didn’t have much opportunity to pay attention to the matters in the outer city at school.

Otherwise, if you can have more opportunities to be in the outer city, these evil spirits that can obviously become their own supplements, then none of them can be spared.

In the following midnight, Zhao Yang slept well, but he no longer dreamed of the dream like last night.

In the new week, the school seems to have changed a little.

Originally, running around every morning turned into practical exercises.

In the past, practical exercises were only held in two physical education classes a week, and on Friday afternoon, experts from the city guards would come to teach.

But this practical exercise seems to have been taken seriously, and the two physical education classes a week have also become three.

From Tuesday and Friday, it became one, three, five full afternoons.

What is even more surprising is that in the first physical education class on Monday afternoon, standing in front of the queue was a fierce man full of danger, and two equally strange young men stood behind him.

"Hello everyone, all!"

The handsome man standing in front of the queue looked at everyone coldly and said in a deep voice: "I am Yang Zhan from the pioneer team, and behind me are Chen Lin and Gu Shiyang; starting today, we will serve as our practical instructors!"

"Teaching everyone on real combat and survival skills in the wild!"

Hearing these words, there was a buzzing sound in the queue, and most people showed a look of surprise on their faces.

Yang Zhan browed coldly and said in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

More than 80 people in the whole squad were shocked with Yang Zhan's deep shout.

Only Zhao Yang, who was standing in the second row, blinked his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Yang Zhan in front of him with a little surprise.

A master, a real master.

Although he is not an awakened person, he can exert this deterrent power, and he is afraid that he will not be far from awakening.

"In the future, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, we will guide everyone to practice in the school; at the same time, on Saturday, we will follow us out of the city for outdoor survival internships!"

Although suppressed by Yang Zhan's previous majesty, there was still a slight restlessness below as soon as these words were said.

A wild survival intern, that is, you have to go out of the city with the pioneer team!

While everyone was excited, they were also a little nervous.

It’s not that I have never left the city, but I usually walk around within two or three miles of the suburbs, and there is no big danger. But since I am a wild survival intern led by the pioneer team, I definitely have to go into the mountains.

It's exciting to think about it...

Zhao Yang was not worried, but his expression gradually became serious.

In theory, this kind of internship should only appear in junior high school, which means at least after next spring, but now it is ahead of schedule. This sign does not seem to be very good.

Yang Zhan is a master, and his two assistants are also very strong.

Compared with the city guard instructors who came to teach once on Fridays in the past, it seems that they are a little bit higher.

Even his two assistants were not weaker than the instructor from the city guard.

Zhao Yang, who felt that he seemed to be a little reborn, easily distinguished the gap.

The previous time seems to be real, otherwise the pioneer team would be willing to send such masters to them, and they would spend it in teaching.

Therefore, Zhao Yang is also very serious.

Of course, as he was very troubled to practice Luo Xun.

"Zhao Yang, no...no, stop for a while!"

Sweaty and panting, Diluxun sat on the ground, threw down the stick in his hand, and waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhao Yang shrugged and smiled, "Okay, don't hurry... take your time!"

Yang Zhan and two assistants were slowly searching for a flight in the crowd. As the instructor who had just taken over, this kind of training is the best way to familiarize and judge the overall and individual strength of the entire class.

Soon, Yang Zhan saw Luo Xun sitting on the ground panting in the crowd, and Zhao Yang standing aside with a relaxed look on his face.

Raising his eyebrows, Yang Zhan glanced in the crowd, and when he saw someone, he shouted in a deep voice: "Bai Changlin!"

"exist!"

He heard the screams and was waving his stick to suppress Bai Changlin, who was beating his opponent, and responded excitedly after he put the stick away.

"Come here!" Yang Zhan waved to Bai Changlin, and Bai Changlin ran over happily.

"Uncle Yang, you still remember me!"

Looking at Yang Zhan in front of him, Bai Changlin, who was standing under the eyes of his classmates, was a little excited and a little satisfied.

"Yeah!" Yang Zhan nodded and smiled, "That time I went to the team to practice martial arts, you practiced with the Longjiang family's children, but I remember. I haven't seen each other for half a year, and this skill seems to have not been lost!"

"Uncle Yang, I practice hard every day and dare not relax a little!" Bai Changlin responded with a little complacent attitude.

"Well, your father taught him very well. The situation is not good now, so you must not slackew on it!"

Yang Zhan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Zhao Yang standing there, and said in a deep voice: "Come on the short hair classmate here!"

Zhao Yang was idle and looked at this side curiously. Seeing Yang Zhan waved to him, he frowned secretly, and then walked over.

"You two practice together and I'll see!"

"Um?"

Zhao Yang was a little stunned, looked at Yang Zhan, and felt that the other party should not deliberately make him face Bai Changlin, and he felt a little relieved.

Bai Changlin's eyes lit up. Although Bai Luoming told him not to provoke Zhao Yang easily, it was in class now, and the instructor asked him to practice.

You can't let this good opportunity to vent your anger.

Seeing Bai Changlin hooking his fingers at Zhao Yang with pride, the students behind him were whispering softly; looking at Zhao Yang in front of him, there was a look of sympathy in his eyes.

Most children from the pioneer team practice urinating; they are even more different from students in the outer city, and they are definitely not comparable to those in just a few physical education classes.

Bai Changlin is always one of the top two or three in every Friday physical education class, and he often gets the praise from the city guard teacher.

As for Zhao Yang, he has always been fighting against Luo Xun, the weakest in the class. Luo Xun can often fight him.

Now that Bai Changlin faces Zhao Yang, the situation can be imagined.

Everyone knows that Bai Changlin and Zhao Yang have always been in a wrong way. As long as there is a chance, Bai Changlin often deliberately targets Zhao Yang. I am afraid that this opportunity will not be easily let go of it.

The school has strict school rules, but no one can say anything in this kind of battle in combat classes as long as there is no serious injury.

Xu Jieli, who was standing in the girls' queue, looked at Bai Changlin who was walking out proudly, and then looked at Zhao Yang, who was still calm on the other side, and frowned slightly.

"Jieli...I'm afraid Zhao Yang will be beaten this time!"

Looking at Bai Changlin, who was about the same size as Zhao Yang, who was obviously stronger than Zhao Yang, a girl standing in front of Jie Li and laughed in a low voice.

Xu Jieli showed a hint of hesitation on her cold face, and she didn't say anything, but just frowned and looked at her.
Chapter completed!