Yang Dong felt his mind was messy, as if he had a nightmare to be a key point, forgetting who he was, forgetting where he was, and even forgot his previous dreams, leaving only boundless fear and darkness, and countless pieces of memory flashed through his mind like comic strips.

Are you dead? Are you suffering from the punishment of hell in hell? The bones and muscles seem to be torn and toughly combined. I don’t know how long this hard work has lasted, and a little light suddenly appears in the boundless darkness.

Yang Dong opened his eyes and his first reaction was to ask himself a question: "Who am I?"

"I am Yang Dong, born in an ordinary fisherman family along the coast. I am a senior high school student and studied in Class 5, Xiamen West City Middle School."

The memory fragments in his mind answered Yang Dong. Not only did he have identity information, but Yang Dong also remembered how he fainted.

Class 5 of No. 3 Middle School is the Rocket Class of No. 3 Middle School, which is the leading class for the university entrance exam. It is full of students with good grades, but there are exceptions, and Yang Dong is an exception.

Yang Dong was admitted to the Rockets class by his strength, but because of his cowardly nature, he was always bullied. Especially Qin Feng, a relative in the class, bullied Yang Dong since the first year of high school. It seemed that the more he bullied, the more he became addicted and could not stop.

Yang Dong, who was bullied every day and was suppressed in his heart, his grades continued to decline from the beginning of his first year of high school. He not only ranked at the bottom of Class 5, but also ranked at the bottom of the poor student in the whole grade.

As the college entrance examination was about to be about to take the college entrance examination, Yang Dong was under great pressure to study and could not stand Qin Feng's disturbance. Finally, he resisted. He could not beat Qin Feng and bit Qin Feng on the face, which angered Qin Feng and was beaten all over his body.

But what made Yang Dong most wronged was that the fight was a big deal later, and the director held the responsibility. Qin Feng and several followers actually said that it was Yang Dong's provocation, and the nonsense director actually believed it. Later, Yang Dong learned that the director of the second force was Qin Feng's uncle.

It is difficult to get into college if you have poor grades. If you offend Qin Feng, your life will be difficult. If you fight and fight, you may be fired. Yang Dong was so stressed that he couldn't breathe. When he was watching martial arts movies at night, he became more angry and became more angry when he thought about it. Finally, he fell on the chair.

All memories are reasonable, but why did Yang Dong feel that this set of memories does not belong to him at this time? It seems to be the memory of another person.

Intuition tells Yang Dong that he is not the master of this body, but there is no other memory in his mind except this set of memories. Memory... in a certain sense is the soul. Now the memory is Yang Dong's, and his body is also Yang Dong's. Who is he who is not Yang Dong?

"I am Yang Dong." Yang Dong accepted this undisputed fact.

With the identity, troubles follow one after another. Now I have to face three major difficulties first. First, Qin Feng offended Qin Feng to death yesterday. It would be strange if he didn't cause trouble for himself after going to school.

The second is the school rules. The second forced the director to find that Yang Dong, who was weak, was a provoker. According to the school rules of the Third Middle School, he was likely to be expelled. As a farmer's child who was admitted to the Rocket Class of No. 3 Middle School, Yang Dong carried too much hope for his parents. If Yang Dong was expelled, his parents would definitely cry blindly.

Finally, it was the college entrance examination. Yang Dong's grades were not good, but this was always hidden from his parents. The transcripts at each final period were faked. In the eyes of his parents, Yang Dong's grades were extremely good.

But the college entrance examination cannot be faked. What should I do? Before fainting, this is what Yang Dong is most worried about. Maybe this is also the reason why he eventually broke out and resisted Qin Feng.

Now that she wakes up, Yang Dong still has to face this serious problem.

Yang Dong really couldn't understand why he was so weak in the past. Even if he couldn't beat Yang Dong, wouldn't he be able to fight with him? For some trash who are harsh and cowardly, the more cowardly you are, the happier you will bully you. Otherwise, how could Qin Feng just make a fuss about Yang Dong?

"Shame." Yang Dong recalled his three-year high school experience, and only this word was left. It was so shameless that Yang Dong was reluctant to admit his current identity. The shame was not brought by Qin Feng and others, but by himself. This is the most shameful thing.

The computer screen was still playing the martial arts drama that Yang Dong watched before fainting. He looked up at the clock and was at 11:59 in midnight.

"No matter what, start studying hard from tomorrow. If Qin Feng dares to provoke me, he will fight with him. If the school fires me, he will go to the factory to work."

The plan was decided, and Yang Dong was about to turn off the computer and go to bed, but suddenly he saw a questionnaire jumping out of the video, which seemed to be about a martial arts drama.

When did a certain fox become so humanized? There are also questionnaires.

Yang Dong glanced at the question and suddenly became interested. Anyway, there were only a few multiple-choice questions, so it was not too late to go to bed after finishing it.

"Who do you like the most about martial arts novels?" A, Liang Yusheng B, Huang Yi C, Jin Yong D, Gu Long.

Yang Dong chose C.

"Which martial arts drama do you like most in Jin Yong?" A, The Legend of Condor Heroes B, The Legend of Condor Heroes C, The Dragon of the Dragon D, others.

Yang Dong chose C.

"If you are a member of the martial arts world, what do you most hope to get?" A, the charming chivalrous woman B, the gold, silver and jewelry piled up into mountains, the picturesque country D, and the peerless martial arts that are invincible in the world.

Yang Dong chose D.

"What do you want to do most after you obtain peerless martial arts?" A, heroic and righteous B, hidden name C, play in the world D, do bad things.

Yang Dong chose A with martial arts inertia. He regretted choosing C after choosing, but the computer did not give Yang Dong the chance to re-select, and the picture jumped instantly.

"Congratulations, the questionnaire has been filled out, the martial arts lottery system is open, please wait..."

The computer suddenly had a blue screen, leaving only a sentence on the middle screen. The 19 large characters of No.7 were scrolling and Yang Dong was stunned at the computer desk, "What's the thing? Are you infected with the virus?"

The computer screen emitted dazzling blue light, covering Yang Dong. He felt dizzy and his body was like clouds falling. Yang Dong fainted in an instant.

A vague space, as if the soul is floating in the air, was a wall in front of Yang Dong's eyes, with ancient mottled traces exposed on the wall, and many strange runes were crawled on it.

Just when Yang Dong was not sure, a voice came.

"Congratulations to the host consciousness for entering the martial arts space. The martial arts lottery system is recognizing the owner, please wait..."

"The master information has been read and is being bound, please wait..."

"The binding is successful, the martial arts lottery system is enabled, and the owner gets the first chance to draw. Will the lottery be held now?"

The runes on the old walls flowed slowly, and the speed was very slow, as if the water heated by the light fire, Yang Dong's mind became chaotic again. Could it be that he was still dreaming? The second dream?

Since it's a dream, there's nothing to do with it. But before that lottery, Yang Dong still has a few questions.

“What is a martial arts lottery system?”

"Tip, the martial arts lottery system means that the owner can obtain any items in the martial arts world through the lottery."

“Any item?”

"That's right, martial arts secrets, healing pills, magic weapons, magical weapons, extraordinary skills, thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, magical sculptures, ice silkworms, as well as beef, daughter red, sweat medicine, etc., as long as it is found in the martial arts world, it is included."

"It seems very powerful."

"The master received the first chance to draw. Because it was the first chance to draw, the system gave an additional chance to draw. Will it be drawn now?"

"Yes." Anyway, it's just a dream. If you don't play quickly, what should you do if you wake up?

"Tip, the lottery starts."

As soon as Yang Dong finished speaking, the runes on the ancient wall suddenly accelerated, slowly showing clear shapes and handwriting.

The runes gather into a disc, which is divided into nine equal parts, each with a name written on it, Nine Yang Divine Arts, Lingxi One Finger, Black Jade Intermittent Paste, Rain Sword, Formed Ginseng, White Ape, Huang Rong's Cooking Art, Yin and Yang Mixed San, and Xiaolongnu.

There is a red arrow in the middle of the disc, pointing to the position directly above. As the disc continues to rotate, the arrow points to different grids. Needless to say, you know which grid is pointed at in the end, and you will win the prize of which grid.

But Yang Dong didn't expect that the nine grids were also flowing, the items in front faded, and the items in the back were reborn, just like the earth was both revolving and autobiography.

The Nine Yang Divine Art has passed, Xiao Wuxiang Gong appears, Lingxi has pointed it, Pingsha fallen goose-like style appears, the rain-covered sword has passed, the gold-wire vest appears, the little dragon girl has passed, and Chu Liuxiang appears...

The disc is turning faster and faster, and the items in each grid are flowing faster and faster. Yang Dong is nervous. Although he is dreaming, he also wants to have a good dream. According to the normal dream logic, if he draws powerful martial arts such as the Nine Yin Scriptures, he will be able to achieve great success in his magical skills after a turn of time.

Yang Dong likes the feeling of being able to fly in his dreams.

An ordinary yellow dog appeared on the sixth grid. If you draw this thing, your dream will be in vain. If you stew the soup, you will be scolded to death by dog ​​lovers.

Fortunately, the big yellow dog flashed away, and all kinds of animals, ordinary, powerful, god-level, inexplicable animals kept flashing by. The rotation speed of the disc was approaching the limit, and a afterimage was brought out in front of Yang Dong's eyes. Countless items appeared, making Yang Dong dazzled.

It seems that there are at least hundreds of thousands of items in this system, and the probability of drawing one of them is terrible.

After the speed of the disc reached its peak, Yang Dong's heart also raised, staring at the grid pointed directly above the disc with an arrow.

The speed completely dropped. The Demon Emperor's relics passed, the lady's sword passed, the Xiangxiang Princess passed, the disc was spinning slowly and slowly, the golden sore medicine passed, "Yi Jin Jing"... "Don't go, don't go..." Unfortunately, Yang Dong's prayer was useless. "Yi Jin Jing" slipped over, and the next grid turned out to be...

"Bo...beat...double..."

Yang Dong almost glared his eyes. He was not hungry now. Even if he was hungry, who wouldn't know that eating in his dream had no taste? But it was obvious that the next grid disc would stop. Could it be that he dreamed tonight that he was just dreaming of eating a bowl of braised noodles?

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[The new book is a small fruit sapling. As long as there is a collection and recommendation, it can produce various fruits. The treacherous minister asks for collection and recommendation]
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