After more than ten days of "healing", Li Xiaofeng finally regained his complexion, while Ouyang Qianli turned into a puddle of slime. She, who was never a sleepy person, fell in love with the bed.
After some consolation in the morning, Li Xiaofeng walked into the practice room that he had not seen for a long time.
He crossed his legs on the stone platform, moved his right hand, and the battle ax appeared out of thin air; he raised his left hand, and the fireball rose into the sky.
The fighting spirit and magic power are flowing freely, but unfortunately the fighting ability is empty.
Is it really impossible to practice? Maybe it doesn’t hurt to give it a try...
The universal soldier is impulsive again.
As soon as his eyes were closed, he began to operate according to the exercises he learned on Island No. 1. His meridians opened and his acupoints trembled. His exercises were already very proficient.
It's a pity that Lao Zhou was right. He worked hard for an hour, but he didn't feel the slightest fighting ability.
The unwilling young man repeated it again and again, failed again and again, and finally lay down on the stone platform.
The sigh has not yet dissipated, but the warrior's iron will has already roared.
Since he can't directly absorb it from everything in the world, he uses the most primitive method and his unique messing around. Isn't he an "exception"?
That’s right, Lao Zhou doesn’t know this secret, and he will naturally make miscalculations if he doesn’t know.
A flash of inspiration occurred, and the young man sat upright again. He tried hard to forget everything he had learned on Island No. 1, and turned himself into the rookie he was at the beginning.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
In the void space, the omnipotent soldier wielded a sledgehammer and began to build his own "iron pot".
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a bloody hole exploded in his body. The first "iron pot" was successfully built, then the second, and the third.
I don't know how long time passed, but Li Xiaofeng felt that his body was weak and his spirit had begun to shake.
He threw away the "iron hammer", and with a thought, what he learned on Island No. 1 finally came into use.
In a trance, the "iron pot" turned into lava, flowing slowly inside his body. The flow rate was slow at first, then very slow, and finally seemed to be extremely slow.
Time seems to have stopped, and the omnipotent soldier has forgotten himself.
Finally, the "lava" disappeared, and his consciousness flew back into Li Xiaofeng's body with a whoosh.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the injuries on his body had completely disappeared. Although there were still dried blood around him, he did not feel weak at all.
Closing his eyes and checking, surprise suddenly filled the young man's heart; combat energy, he felt the existence of combat energy in his body!
I succeeded, I succeeded! Haha... I am indeed an "exceptional" genius!
However, that combat ability is really small. According to the standards of Island No. 1, it should only be one-tenth of the first-level combat ability.
Although it is small, it is better than nothing at all. If you persevere, you will always succeed!
Li Xiaofeng stood up while comforting himself; although his fighting spirit was strong, his stomach was not up to expectations.
Opening the small door of the practice room, the sole of Li Xiaofeng's foot that he had just lifted suddenly shrank, and he was startled.
Outside the door, Ouyang Qianli and Xiao Liuli rushed over, and the three followers were also shouting behind them. Wushuang's eyes were filled with worry.
"Brother, did you faint inside?"
"Xiao Feng, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Boss, what happened?"
"Boss, there's something wrong with your eyes, don't scare us..."
The five people's shouts came together, and Li Xiaofeng didn't feel any warmth at all, only a buzzing in his ears.
With both hands raised, the omnipotent soldier suppressed the noise, and then asked with a confused look on his face: "Why are you so panicked? You have never seen me practice Kung Fu."
"Xiao Feng, you've been in there for ten days, how can we not be nervous!"
"Ten days? Ah!"
Li Xiaofeng's chin dropped rapidly, then his face turned pale, and with a pop, he finally fainted.
It takes ten days to practice one-tenth of the first level, one hundred days to reach one level, and one level to one hundred. If he wants to break through the first level of combat ability, wouldn't it take... thirty years?!
Fuck you, Wan Qiai, I hate you——
On Yuexin Island, the circular parliament hall became a court of justice.
"Giggle..."
Wan Qiai was imprisoned by a beam of light and stood in the middle of the lobby. Even though she was a prisoner, she was still wild and wild, with unbridled laughter floating in all directions.
"On the 18th, you have the last chance to tell the reason why you murdered Li Xiaofeng. If there are extenuating circumstances, I can recommend to the parliament that you should be dealt with leniently."
"No. 1, what do you want to know?"
Wan Qiai twisted her waist and hips, fluttering her flirtatious eyes, and spoke in a gloomy and proud tone, "Old man, I won't tell you anything. You are just guessing, haha..."
"No. 18, do you want to be imprisoned for life?" the speaker's threat was unabashed.
"Then it depends on you old guys... whether you have the ability or not. Come on, I'm tired of standing here. Send me to rest."
"You are stubborn and your sin is unforgivable!"
The speaker exhaled a thick breath from his nostrils, and then nodded to you No. 5.
As the executor, No. 5 slapped the button with his palm, and the place where Wan Qiai was standing slowly sank. A darkness swallowed up the beam of light, and thus enveloped the half-naked figure of the ** school doctor.
Between a lifetime of imprisonment and eternal loneliness, she chose the former between such a severe punishment and telling Li Xiaofeng's secret.
The space trembled slightly, and the parliament hall returned to its original appearance.
No. 1 let out a long sigh, frowned slightly, and asked in a solemn voice: "No. 5, you have seen Li Xiaofeng on Island No. 1. What special feeling do you have?"
No. 5 understood what the Speaker meant and responded calmly and affirmatively: "He is indeed a genius student with excellent qualifications. He doesn't feel much about the rest."
"Is there really no special reason why Wan Qi'ai wanted to kill him, and she just wanted to devour his vitality?"
The Speaker asked himself casually, but No. 5 could not give him an answer. He shook his head, and finally sighed, "Forget it, this matter is like this for now; No. 5, if there is any special news about Li Xiaofeng in the future, please inform me as soon as possible.
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Imperial City Branch.
After a few days of rest, Li Xiaofeng had regained his composure.
He accepted reality, but was not ruled by "reality". With renewed fighting spirit, he walked into the training room again.
Fighting spirit, mana, and then building an "iron pot", the training of the universal soldier has become an assembly line. Unfortunately, being skilled cannot change the result.
His combat ability was still growing extremely slowly, and there was no sense of a miracle happening at all.
A month later, he possessed third-level combat power, but something bad happened. The mere third-level quantum energy had caused his meridians to become clogged.
His fighting ability was useless, his fighting spirit and magic power gradually became inoperable, and his impulsiveness was finally punished.
"Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you?"
"Big brother!"
When Li Xiaofeng walked out of the practice room, his gray expression shocked the two goddesses and they rushed forward.
Although Li Xiaofeng wanted to laugh, he couldn't laugh out loud. In the end, he could only sigh depressedly: "Oh, it's a bit troublesome this time. My meridians were injured again, and my skills were severely reduced."
"Why are you injured again? Isn't Sister Ouyang healing your injuries?"
In desperation, Xiao Liuli suddenly pierced the window paper between the three of them.
With a whoosh of shame, blush flew onto Ouyang Qianli's wild and stunning cheeks. Fortunately, at this moment, she had no time to feel embarrassed and asked hurriedly: "Xiao Feng, is the injury serious? Do you want me to call the school doctor?
?”
Hearing the word "school doctor", Li Xiaofeng's nerves were suddenly greatly stimulated. He trembled all over and hurriedly stopped him: "No, the physical injury is nothing to me. I will rest for a while and I will recover naturally."
The two women were deeply aware of the magic of the omnipotent soldier's physique, but they still couldn't suppress their worries. They forcibly helped Li Xiaofeng to the bed, kept asking him for help, and even refused to allow him to make any big moves.
Li Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at first, then smiled bitterly, and finally, the warmth in his heart filled his whole body.
Although he does not need such care, there is no man in the world who does not want to enjoy such care.
Ouyang Qianli held Li Xiaofeng's wrist and examined the injuries on his meridians in detail. Xiao Liuli bit her lip and suddenly summoned the courage to say: "Brother, how about... I will also... heal your injuries."
"ah!"
The exclamation instantly broke away from Li Xiaofeng's lips, and both he and Ouyang Qianli turned into red faces at the same time.
The wild beauty exhaled vigorously, and said in a different tone: "Xiao Liuli, you... are still too young, so stop fooling around."
"What nonsense? Why can't others? Huh, sister Ouyang, why can you have an affair with your elder brother but I can't?"
The little girl's question was righteous and indignant.
Although she is young, her ignorant feelings have already seen her and her elder brother as one.
This is a post-apocalyptic world, and it is normal for a powerful man to have three wives and four concubines; Ouyang Qianli knows that that day will come sooner or later, and she has already acquiesced, but she does not want this day to come too early.
"Xiao Liuli, good sister, your soul is not stable yet, so stop making trouble. I don't want to be chased by your sister."
The window paper had been completely torn. Ouyang Qianli took heart and made a promise: "When you turn sixteen, I will let you treat Xiaofeng's injuries. Stop making trouble now, okay?"
"Sixteen years old, there are still more than two years, um, that's okay, then it's settled, haha..."
The two women reached an agreement, one shook her head and smiled bitterly, the other was happy, but the parties involved never had a chance to say a word from beginning to end.
Li Xiaofeng was sold to Xiao Liuli by Ouyang Qianli. The corner of his mouth twitched and he laughed stupidly.
The sweet girl's confession is so special, and the seemingly ignorant feelings are so hot, the depression in the heart of the omnipotent soldier disappears.
Women are terrible, but Ouyang and Xiao Liuli are special.
Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently held the two women's wrists; the two women's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and their tall and petite bodies leaned forward in unison.
Tenderness ripples, sweetness swirls, and the gentle spring breeze brings a sense of tranquility.
In the afternoon, the Fengchuitang trio finally got the news and rushed over as quickly as possible.
After learning the details, the eyes of the three of them were filled with anxiety. Xiaopang blurted out: "Ah, what should I do? The year-end exam is coming soon!"
The way men and women think is inherently different, and the moods of brothers and sisters are always different.
Qian Dasheng and Xiao Hei then asked: "Boss, can you still go to the ring?"
A wry smile appeared on Li Xiaofeng's cheek. He shook his head slightly and said, "I only have the strength of a great swordsman now. It's no problem to compete on stage, but it will be a bit troublesome to meet a master."
"ah!"
Xiaopang's face suddenly changed. He took two steps forward and said urgently: "Boss, you can't lose. Almost everyone wants you to lose!"
"Boss, is there any way to restore your skills as soon as possible?"
Dasheng and Xiaohei also came closer, and the three strange-shaped cheeks filled the eldest son's pupils.
The bitter smile on Li Xiaofeng's face became more obvious, and he sighed: "This time it's more injuries than injuries. There are no shortcuts. I hope I won't meet a master."
After a slight pause, he raised his voice vigorously and said to encourage morale: "Don't be so gloomy. I'm still alive. Don't worry, my luck has always been very good."
"Boss, then you take a good rest and I'll go back and think about it to see if there's any way to remedy it."
The chairman's encouragement had no effect. Xiaopang casually comforted him and then left listlessly.
Qian Dasheng and Xiao Hei stood there blankly, not knowing what to do for a while.
"You also go back to practice, don't embarrass our Fengchui Hall."
Li Xiaofeng sat up on the bed and slapped Qian Dasheng on the shoulder. Although he did not have the same strength as before, his enthusiasm did not change.
Qian Dasheng's face finally regained its luster, he nodded vigorously and said: "Don't worry, boss, we will never embarrass you!"
"Yes, boss, you are injured, and we must try our best to hold on to Fengchuitang's sign!"
The two enthusiastic boys strode away, while Li Xiaofeng's face quickly turned pale. He had just managed to pull himself together, but his internal injuries had already been touched.
"Hmph, these three guys, the sky is not falling, so why should they be so depressed?"
Xiao Liuli glared at the door angrily. If Ouyang Qianli hadn't stopped her secretly, she would have gone mad earlier. Especially the expression on Xiaopang's face made her particularly dissatisfied.
"They are also worried about Xiaofeng's injury, so please don't cause trouble."
As a teacher, Ouyang Qianli naturally understands the ways of the world better than Xiao Liuli, so the reaction of the trio is actually quite normal.
As soon as her thoughts changed, she frowned slightly and suggested: "Xiao Feng, why don't you give up this personal competition? I'll have a chance when you recover from your injuries."
"No, I want to participate."
Li Xiaofeng lay down, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his weak face, and he said with a hint of meaning: "Don't you want to see what will happen after I lose?"
Xiao Liuli blinked, and the fog above her head continued to increase.
Ouyang Qianli was also confused at first. After thinking hard for a few seconds, she finally realized it. Her short shoulder-length hair swayed back and forth, and she said coquettishly: "When did you become so thoughtful?"
"Oh, I don't want to either, but if you want to avoid being harmed, you can only take precautions before they happen."
Li Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, and infinite emotion filled the air leisurely.
After this year's experience, he is no longer the inexperienced rookie he was at the beginning. He has already understood the simplest truth - you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.
Xiao Liuli blinked again, still unable to understand the riddle between her elder brother and Sister Ouyang.
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she said cheerfully: "Brother, since you sincerely want to lose, let me be the first to defeat you, okay? Haha..."
"No, absolutely not."
How could Li Xiaofeng not understand the little girl's evil thoughts? The mysterious pride he had just felt immediately disappeared into the sky. He suddenly hid behind Ouyang Qianli, and his big hand for help accidentally caught on something soft.
"You ****, watch your moves!"
Ouyang Qianli was unable to react in time, but Xiao Liuli saw the injustice on the road, drew his sword to help, and launched the attack first.
The laughter rose into the sky, and a little depression dispersed with the wind.
Time flies, and another festival of Imperial College has arrived.
The importance of the year-end individual competition is second only to the graduation competition, and in the minds of students, it is more important than the team competition of the club competition.
If you want to get ahead, this is definitely the best and fastest opportunity.
For a time, from Yuexin Lake to hundreds of branch schools in Jiuzhou, fighting spirit was high and everyone was excited.
At the Imperial Capital Branch, Li Xiaofeng entered the auditorium for the third time.
Although Rich Bing Feng Chui Tang only has five weird shapes, this time they occupy the best position and stand proudly in front of the nine major groups.
Although the location is good, the mood of everyone in Fengchui Hall is not very comfortable; they can clearly feel the countless hostile eyes behind them, wishing to tear them into pieces.
External troubles are like thorns on the back, and internal troubles are like boulders pressing against the top.
There was no miracle in Li Xiaofeng's injury. In just a few days, Xiaopang's face became haggard and he even lost weight.
He hated it. He hated that his early publicity was too good, which completely aroused the students' resentment against Li Xiaofeng. The deeper the resentment, the higher the stakes.
It’s over, you will definitely go bankrupt! Ugh...
"clang--"
No matter how much Little Fatty didn't want to hear it, the kick-off bell still reached his ears.
The competition officially started, and the contestants who were selected immediately took to the ring one after another, and the battle began at the same time in more than a dozen training halls.
Cheers, jeers, exclamations, and screams came one after another. The whole school quickly entered the game state. Each club was cheering for its members, but Fengchui Hall was deserted.
Finally, the school called out Dasheng Qian's name, and the other four weirdos finally found someone to cheer for.
The person facing Qian Dasheng was just an ordinary second-year student. Even before he met Li Xiaofeng, he could defeat his opponent, let alone now.
After a few polite moves, Qian Dasheng let out a low roar and swept his epee across the air, causing his opponent's weapon to fly into the air immediately.
When Qian Dasheng came down from the stage, Feng Chui Hall became a little more happy, and the countless eyes around him became a little more resentful.
Another hour later, Xiao Hei's name also appeared on the microphone.
He immediately turned into a phantom, flew onto the stage, and spun around his opponent. Before he could finish his move, his opponent had already flown off the stage with his sword.
Xiao Hei won a huge victory. Li Xiaofeng was slightly startled, and then he joined in the applause.
The opponent had fallen, but Xiao Hei did not step down immediately. He glanced in all directions and vented his past grievances, then jumped back to the team.
Next, it was Xiaopang’s turn.
He did not have the momentum of the previous two people. He walked onto the ring in a daze, and then defeated his opponent in a daze. He was not excited at all during the whole process.
Profiteers know profiteers best. Li Xiaofeng took the initiative to greet him and tried his best to comfort him: "Little Fatty, don't be pessimistic. If you lose money, you can win it back, right."
"Um……"
Such comforting words made Xiaopang want to cry even more. Even the boss himself had no confidence. It seemed that he was going bankrupt.
After Xiaopang competed, everyone subconsciously thought that Xiao Liuli would be next. Unexpectedly, Li Xiaofeng won the prize first, and the prize was not an ordinary one.
——Bean sprouts, the bean sprouts from Shenbing Club, the bean sprouts who defeated Li Xiaofeng once!
Li Xiaofeng really has a destiny with bean sprouts! Whenever he is down and out, a bean sprout will always pop up and step on him mercilessly.