Back in the classroom, Zhao Yu sat in front of Xing Luo, but Zhang Xiyu saw the two of them walking into the classroom together, talking and laughing. Looking at the injuries on Zhao Yu's face, he frowned slightly.
He said to Xing Luo: "Are you going to fight again?"
"Oh, no, help Zhao Yu deal with those second-year high school students who bully him." Xing Luo shrugged and said casually.
Zhao Yu was sitting in front of Xing Luo and naturally heard the conversation between the two. He immediately turned around and smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law, don't blame him. He just saw me getting beaten up and just helped."
"I...I'm not his girlfriend." After hearing Zhao Yu's words about sister-in-law, Zhang Xiyu's cold and pretty face suddenly turned red and she defended herself.
"I am her bodyguard, the person responsible for her safety." Xing Luo explained at the side.
Hearing this, Zhao Yu mistakenly thought that the two of them were unwilling to disclose their relationship. He nodded, as if he understood, smiled at Xing Luo, and then lay on the table to recover from his injuries.
Seeing this, Xing Luodao did not explain anything. He could naturally see the meaning on Zhao Yu's face. He spread his hands towards Zhang Xiyu and said, "This has nothing to do with me."
However, the blush on Zhang Xiyu's face had not faded away. She rolled her eyes at Xing Luo, and immediately turned her eyes to the books on the desk again without saying a word. At this moment, a man in clothes also walked in from outside the classroom door.
The beautiful figure in professional teacher's attire is none other than Ye Binglan.
Looking at Ye Binglan on the podium, Xing Luo was slightly stunned. Even Cai Sheng and Jun Feng had left, so this girl still wanted to monitor him? Didn't Zhang Tian say it all? He just wanted to stay in China.
You can study peacefully, get a diploma or something, and it is best to find a few girlfriends to warm your bed.
However, Ye Binglan did not glance at Xing Luo's position. She stood on the podium and said calmly: "The math teacher has something to do and cannot come, so I will come to watch this class. You guys can preview tomorrow's math class."
What you want to talk about.”
After saying that, he sat on the stool on the podium, opened the book in his hand, and read it carefully.
In this regard, Xing Luo frowned. If Ye Binglan still stayed in Jiangcheng, her purpose was obvious. Apart from monitoring herself, Xing Luo really couldn't think of another reason. And if Ye Binglan still stayed in Jiangcheng, his purpose was obvious.
If you are monitoring yourself here to see if you have caused any serious trouble, it means that the Chinese Military Bureau has not yet trusted you.
After thinking about it, Xing Luo felt slightly relieved. With all the things he had caused abroad and the killing of several people from the Hua Army Bureau, not to mention seriously injuring the top military king among the ten army kings, he wanted the Hua Army Bureau's
It is probably more difficult for people to trust themselves than to reach heaven.
Whatever, as long as it doesn't touch my bottom line, I'll pretend nothing happened. After thinking about it, Xing Luo immediately lay down on the table.
There were two classes in the afternoon. Unfortunately, Xing Luo spent both classes sleeping, oh, no, in a primitive space!
In a desolate world, a thin figure stood in mid-air, with a pair of bone wings glowing with nine-color flames behind it. With every flap, there were bursts of wind and thunder.
At this time, the thin figure's original jet-black hair has now turned into brilliant silver hair, and the originally pitch-black eyes have now turned into a pair of scarlet red like an awakened wild beast.
A pair of scarlet eyes were closed tightly. At a certain moment, they suddenly opened. The figure landed instantly. When the soles of his feet stepped on the desolate land, bursts of dust were stirred up and flew up in the wind. At this moment, Xing Luo suddenly punched out.
With fierce energy, streaks of desolate energy flew out, roaring towards the endless distance.
The dust was flying, and countless sand and stones suddenly turned into tiny dust mist flying all over the sky!
"Shadows."
Taking strange steps, Xing Luo's bright silver hair and scarlet eyes made people look extremely monstrous, and after a deep shout fell, the wings behind Xing Luo suddenly spread wide. Then, with strange steps,
As he stepped down, Xing Luo's original speed also increased several times. Faintly, he could only see a figure passing by at an extremely fast speed.
Waves of breaking wind sounded, and then there were dull punches. A series of punches, which Xing Luo had already mastered. Xing Luo could feel the internal force in his Dantian.
There is a faint sense of breakthrough in the barrier, but for some reason, the weak barrier can never be broken.
"It's almost, just a little bit, break it for me."
The speed increased to the extreme, and the internal energy roared out from the dantian, rapidly advancing along the meridian route of the 'Eight Desolate Hunyuan Jue', the desolate energy also burst out from the body, and the hands changed from fists to claws, from claws to claws.
Change palms, change palms into fingers...
After such repeated cycles, Xing Luo could clearly feel that the barrier had cracked with a tiny crack.
The majestic power seeped out from the small cracks in the barrier, and Xing Luo was like a hungry person, frantically absorbing the majestic power to strengthen his body.
The acquired warrior relies on tempering his body, and the beginning of everything also comes from his own body. The acquired warrior is divided into three phases, namely the junior high school and the last three phases.
Ordinary people who want to become warriors need to constantly train themselves and strengthen their bodies. When they can clearly sense the internal power of their Dantian, they have truly entered the ranks of early acquired warriors.
Xing Luo is a warrior in the middle stage of the day after tomorrow. After sensing the internal force in the Dantian, he can use the internal force in the Dantian to temper his body and make his body as hard as stone. To put it simply, it is the tempering of the body, allowing his body to gradually
Strengthen, and finally from the outside to the inside, when the muscles, bones and marrow in the body are strengthened to a certain level.
As for warriors in the later stages of acquisition, they can activate their internal energy at will.
When a warrior in the later stages of acquired life develops such a level of energy, he or she will join the ranks of the innate masters. Above the innate masters, they are the great masters of the virtual realm, the strongest in the real realm, the most powerful in the transformation realm, and the demigods in the elixir realm.
And the legendary True God of Heaven!
However, Xing Luo has actually seen a person at the level of the True God of the Heaven Realm. In the Tianxing Palace, the master of the palace who is respected all over the world for his acupuncture and poison skills is the True God of the Heaven Realm.
Once, Xing Luo saw the palace master take action, and that wave of his hand could cause the Pacific Ocean to violently roll, forming a tsunami hundreds of feet high. After that, the palace master pressed slightly, and the tsunami and the rolling of the seawater
, it stops instantly.
This also surprised Xing Luo. This is the strength of the Heaven Realm True God!
But now, Xingluo has been at the mid-term acquired level for five years and has been unable to find an opportunity to break through.
boom!
When the last step fell, Xing Luo was suddenly thrown tens of meters away by a counter-shock force, and the internal force in his body stopped running. His bright silver hair returned to its original black hair, and the look in his eyes
The scarlet color gradually faded away.
"Sigh... Failed again... Why is it so difficult to break through to the later stage of the day after tomorrow? When I saw Xiaoyu break through, it was easy. Why is it so difficult for me and unable to make any progress?" Xing Luo flapped his wings,
He scratched his head in distress, his pretty face full of bitterness.