So soft.

pinch.

It's white, soft and elastic, and smells alluring.

Wow, this is great.

Jiang You's Adam's apple floated and he swallowed saliva.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I bit it.

Teeth squeeze gently.

A mouthful of oil.

"This bun tastes good." Jiang You nodded and started to devour it, "Little Fatty, you are quite discerning and know how to bring breakfast for us two."

"Yaoyao, get up."

Jiang You turned around and shouted.

Lu Yaoyao was lying on the hospital bed next to him, sleeping soundly.

After shouting several times in succession, the girl's eyelashes trembled and she slowly woke up.

"Wash your face, brush your teeth, and eat."

"Oh." The girl was not completely awake, and was still a little dazed.

This little appearance made Jiang You move his index finger.

If it weren't for surveillance in the ward, he would have crawled under the covers last night.

"Jiang You, the video of you fighting with many people yesterday... has been hanging on the campus forum all day."

While eating breakfast, Liu Yuqiang gave a thumbs up, "Jiang You, you are really famous this time, it's amazing."

"It's okay, remember not to make the wheel battle so weird next time." Jiang You stared at him for a few seconds, "Are you gaining weight again?"

"Azhe." Liu Yuqiang said helplessly, "Yes, when this ability is at a low level, it is impossible to control the body shape."

"Let's have some food."

It feels like you are headed straight for the 200-pound mark.

"Hey." Liu Yuqiang sighed, waved his hand and asked, "I see everyone on the forum is guessing that you have reached the second level. Is it true or false?"

"Really." Jiang You nodded.

"Wow, it's actually true?"

"Low-key and low-key, after all, awakening early, there is nothing to be proud of."

"I'm envious." Liu Yuqiang sighed.

The upper limit of his talent is level two. Jiang You hasn't even learned much yet, and it's already his end.

"Then you were injured several times before. Could it be that you were left behind when you went out to hunt alien species?" Liu Yuqiang suddenly had an idea.

"Ke, don't think too much, I'm just bullying the little aliens." Jiang You replied.

"Well, sooner or later you have to get yourself involved." After Lu Yaoyao washed up, he came out and softly agreed beside him.

"No, I'm very cautious." Jiang You sneered.

The clear water brushed against her face, and a few strands of slightly damp hair hung down from the side.

Without any makeup, Lu Yaoyao's face looked very moist.

She grabbed a bun, bit into it, and hummed at Jiang You's explanation.

"Then about your second level, are there any instructors looking for you?" Liu Yuqiang asked curiously.

"Yes, they came over yesterday and told me to recuperate first and wait until the injury is healed." Jiang You said helplessly, "I don't know how the special training camp will arrange for me after I'm in the limelight. I guess... probably not.

I've been training with you guys, maybe with the sophomores."

Hmm? With the sophomores?

This guess made Jiang You's eyes light up.

Doesn't it mean that I can have another round with these brats?

The top students in their freshman year are still a little behind.

Many people who come to power cannot trigger [Hundred Battles] at all, and they still need to waste their energy on beating people out.

Not to mention too much, if he continues to train for half a month and a month, even if he is competing against a hundred people, the top students in the freshman class will probably no longer be his opponents.

You know, if you count carefully, it has only been two months since he gained the ability. The first month was relatively fishy, ​​and the second month he started to show his strength.

With more time, Jiang You is confident that he can do better.

But then again, two persons.

One becomes stronger by "shadow", and the other becomes stronger by "killing".

Jiang You sadly discovered that the [Hunter] didn't seem to be a good thing either.

Okay, let's take a step at a time.

Several people were chatting, and the sound of footsteps at the door came from far away.

Jiang You looked around.

"Hey, everyone is here."

Song Qingan was in a wheelchair, and instructor Gu pushed him in.

"Instructor Song, Instructor Gu." Jiang You greeted.

"Don't be so jealous, just call me uncle." Song Qing'an's situation seemed to be slightly better than Jiang You's, at least he wasn't completely mummified.

"Young man Jiang, I really have you. One man challenged hundreds of people, and even beat nearly 70 of them. I was watching the live broadcast in the house yesterday and almost jumped out of the hospital bed."

"Is it because you are too hot-blooded?" Jiang You asked as he gnawed on the buns.

"No, because it's too embarrassing. I kept saying 'Next' for a while, and it made me feel like I was in a bathhouse. The bath master finished rubbing a guest, and then shouted loudly, 'Who's next?'"

The expression on Jiang You's face froze.

"Hmm, it's a bit like a roadside stall. The cooking chef finishes cooking the last customer and then calls out: 'Next one'."

Is it as exaggerated as you say?

Jiang You's face turned dark. He was quite satisfied at first, but when they said this, he really had the urge to dig his toes into the ground.

Song Qing'an laughed a few times, then straightened his expression and said, "Xiao You, judging from your current situation, I probably won't be able to follow the normal training. You should be prepared."

"It just so happens that we were still talking about this before Uncle Song came. I'm already ready." Jiang You looked a little eager to give it a try, "So what, are you training with the sophomores? Can I have a fight with them?"

Good guy.

Why didn't you fight enough of those dozens of people yesterday?

Song Qingan and Gu Qi looked at each other.

"Whether you will train with the sophomores or not, we still need to agree on the details. Anyway...the content of your special training will definitely not be as simple as other students."

"As long as we have a fight," Jiang You said.

"???"

"If you want to fight...it's not impossible."

Song Qing'an rolled his eyes and looked at Jiang You carefully, "Your skills are definitely better than those of ordinary students. But you are still too rough. If you meet someone of the same level and with rich practical experience, you will most likely not be his match."

"Since you want to fight so much... then when you get back, I will practice with you."

Song Qingan is sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a hospital gown.

Jiang You was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body wrapped in bandages.

This scene is really strange.

——

On the other side, Song Qingan was right, several instructors from the special training camp were indeed having a meeting.

Jiang You's files were placed in front of everyone's desk, and Chen Cang sat at the top, feeling quite helpless.

"Did the call go through?"

he asked.

Beep, beep, beep, the phone is dialed.

"Hello?" came the magnetic voice of the middle-aged uncle.

"Hello Inspector Li, I am the deputy chief instructor of this Yunhai special training camp, Chen Cang."

"Oh hello, what's the matter...Did something happen to Jiang You? Did he hit someone?"

have to.
To be continued...