Chapter 281: Source 1

Movie Star City No. 1 Middle School.
In the classroom of the first four classes, leaning on the back door, a beautiful girl with long hair and black eyes was sitting.
The girl unconsciously fiddled with the rubber in front of her finger, her mind was floating, she didn't listen to the class at all, and she was distracted.
"Susu? Susu?" The girl at the next table on the left whispered a few times.
"What are you doing?" The girl turned her face and looked at each other in doubt.
"After class for a while, do you want to go to the activity department to see? I heard that the handsome guys with a basketball team will go to the meeting."
The ordinary adjacent table with ponytails, like Wang Xiaosu, is also a lover of muscular men.
It may be a little different.
Su Ling next to the table, like muscle men.
What Wang Xiaosu likes is male muscle.
The two are essentially different.
But this does not affect the friendship between the two.
"Forget it, it's boring." Wang Xiaosu waved his hand and replied boringly.
I saw the muscles of the real man of the master, and then went to see the creamy students in the school.
It's like getting used to the taste of Shanzhen and Haiwei, and then go back and eat cheap stalls.
She has no feeling.
"Don't go? Don't you usually like to see it most?" Su Ling was surprised.
She actually knows that her friends, as one of the most beautiful girls in the class, often go to see muscular men, but also a great incentive to the boys.
This time, she shouldered the responsibility of the basketball captain personally and asked her to ask Wang Xiaosu to add popularity in the past.
If you can't finish it, the collector's set of comics she has received will be soaked!
"Why don't you go? Is it possible that you have a better activity? Go for it, let's go together, and there are several girls to be together."
Su Ling began to persuade.
"Boring." Wang Xiaosu waved his hand. "I am not that kind of superficial woman, I am thinking now, don't talk to me!"
"..." Su Ling was speechless.
Although I don't know why this friend changed her temper, she really didn't go, and she did not make any mistakes. She could only return the collector's version of the comic book.
After all, she was not the one who sold her friends for a set of books.
After Wang Xiaosu rejected it, he was still immersed in the martial arts process yesterday.
She could see that her qualifications were not good, and the teacher was disappointed.
Perhaps many places of hers are inherited mothers, but it does not matter, even if the qualifications are not good, she can still work hard!
Even in class, she has been thinking about the tricks she has learned and what are the problems.
Until after school, she hadn't gotten out of martial arts mechanics.
Jingle Bell's class bell rang, and the math teacher began to assign homework on the stage.
But Wang Xiaosu didn't hear a word.
Immersed in her own world, she walked out of the classroom blankly and out of the school gate.
Just walking to the school gate, she suddenly saw several men and women with strange temperaments, standing scattered on the streets near the school.
These people are no different from ordinary office workers.
If Wang Xiaosu was practicing martial arts before, she might not feel much, but after practicing martial arts, she could feel vaguely.
These people have a temperament similar to that of teachers.
Although there are very few such similar temperaments, they do.
Wang Xiaosu quickly thought of what the teacher said about his past.
And his lost hands and legs.
She suddenly became alert.
"You can't be nervous, just don't find anything."
With her heart pressed, she slowly walked to the bus station with her schoolbag calmly waiting for the bus.
Although she was waiting for the bus, she had been quietly following the teacher and observing these people with the afterglow of her eyes.
She noticed that these people have been asking passers-by everywhere, as if looking for something.
Dudu ...
Soon the bus arrived.
Wang Xiaosu got in the car and took a seat.
Through the car window, she can clearly see that these people's walking movements are more and more close to the temperament of the teacher.
"This should be what the teacher said, the temperament of the warrior."
Wang Xiaosu was determined.
Driving all the way, she quickly reached the warehouse site where the teacher was hiding.
After getting off the vehicle, Wang Xiaosu just raised his foot and hurried towards the suburban warehouse.
Suddenly a woman with long black hair blocked her way.
The woman's long black hair was tied into a tall ponytail, revealing sharp and bright eyes.
Wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans, they are all tight-fitting styles, which perfectly outline the full lines of the upper body and the round and slender curves of the legs.
This is a person who is nearly perfect.
Wang Xiaosu felt this way when he saw the other party.
She lifted her face and looked directly at each other.
The woman's appearance is ordinary, and she grabs a lot of levels on the street.
But those eyes, revealing the spirit, made Wang Xiaosu almost want to avoid his sight.
Can't look straight.
"Little sister, have you seen it before? A man with only one leg and one hand has appeared near here?"
The woman asked softly, looking down.
Wang Xiaosu shook his head.
"No. I haven't seen the kind of person you said."
"Okay, thank you." The woman nodded with a smile and left from the side.
Wang Xiaosu was relieved. Keep going.
She didn't go directly to the master, but went around, waited for a while, and then went around again to the teacher's warehouse.
In the warehouse.
Chen Yuehao was leaning against the door, looking at the continuous farmland in the distance, as if recalling something.
"teacher."
Wang Xiaosu approached and whispered.
"Come?" Chen Yuehao withdrew his eyes and looked at the last apprentice.
He taught many apprentices, but none of them succeeded in the end.
He taught martial arts, but did not teach them virtue.
The last apprentice, it seems, is difficult to teach martial arts, virtue is perhaps the most successful one, self-taught.
"Teacher, you said before, you taught a lot of disciples before?" Wang Xiaosu asked.
"No, I will only be you as an apprentice." Chen Yuehao shook his head. "Okay, let's take a look at today's progress. You first practice basic boxing punches."
"Teacher, I met a woman today, asking for your news."
Wang Xiaosu suddenly said.
"Come here so soon?" Chen Yuehao smiled. "It's okay, let's go back to another place. Let's continue today."
He let Wang Xiaosu continue to practice Bolangquan.
Wang Xiaosu acted according to his words and began to practice. There is still no progress and rigidity.
A trace of hidden expectation in Chen Yuehao's heart was beaten to the bottom again.
Every day he hopes this apprentice will make a little progress. But unfortunately, he experiences a disappointment every day.
Then he pointed to Wang Xiaosu's various mistakes.
After so half an hour.
Chen Yuehao took a small bag tightly from his pocket.
Open the packet, which contains a bank card with one million in it.
"You hold this card, martial arts practice, it takes a lot of resources. It is also very expensive.
Qualified on your terms, you may need to spend more resources than others.
Therefore, money is essential. "
Chen Yuehao said calmly.
"This is a little savings for the teacher. Last time I asked you to find money yourself, just for your test.
So, you can use this card. have inside....."
"Teacher, I have money!"
Wang Xiaosu quickly shook his head, "My parents have heard that I want to learn martial arts, and they are very supportive, so they gave me pocket money! Ten million."
"Ten million ..."
"Ten million ..."
"Ten million ..."
The ears seemed to reverberate.
Chen Yuehao stared blankly, forcibly withdrawing the three words "One Million" that he said to his mouth.
He gave Wang Xiaosu a silent look.
Forcibly keep calm, maintain the dignity of the teacher, and withdraw the bank card.
"Well, since you have money, I won't be hypocritical. But you have to remember that many resources, medicinal materials, and prescriptions required for martial arts can't be bought with more money.
So you must cherish it. "
"Yes! I got it!" Wang Xiaosu replied seriously.
Then she continued to practice Boxing Boxing.
Chen Yuehao gave instructions.
Only this time, compared to the previous attitude.
He obviously had a hint of egg pain.
He was not a person who was short of money, and he is not short of money now.
He can give his children 10 million casually, and he can't do it to such an extent.
Perhaps at the height of the Shangwu League, he could.
but now....
"Teacher, how have I done?"
"teacher?"
Wang Xiaosu's voice pulled him back from his memories.
"Keep on working hard, you're still too early!" Chen Yuehao shook his head. Anyway, since he was his apprentice, then being rich is not a bad thing.
And with a bad qualification like Wang Xiaosu, having money might make up for the huge gap between her and those geniuses.
At least resources can be hard.
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It was half a month later.
The second layer of the real world.
There was a loud bang.
Countless dust and gravel, along with the collapse of half of the tall building, tumbling and spattering spread.
The gray waves formed by the dust, like the tide, swept through most of the blocks.
A giant black feather with a height of more than 30 meters fell to the ground and turned into countless black feathers.
Wang Yiyang floated in the air, with a light blue air flow under his feet, holding his feet.
He retracted the huge zither deformed from his arm.
Reshape the arm.
"It's almost cleaned up, this city. There should be no monsters in a short time.
It is convenient for me to observe the whole process of monster generation. "
Wang Yiyang just floated in mid-air, overlooking the earth.
No movement, no sound.
He just suspended in the air, waiting quietly.
Time is passing by one minute and one second.
Wang Yiyang put all his perceptions to the maximum.
Tonight is the time for a new identity to be opened. If he still has no root cause, he can only suspend his research.
Moral Immortals continue to nourish Wang Yiyang's body with the true yuan, and restore a large amount of his constant consumption.
Combined with the magic system of top hypnosis, and the powerful skills brought by many other identities.
Focus on moral fairy tales.
Today's Wang Yiyang, both physical and perceptual, has reached a well-deserved ninth level peak.
The ninth level peak, in this second-level real world, is almost crushed.
So he is not afraid of any threats.
Time goes by.
Suddenly, Wang Yiyang's eyes narrowed.
His full-open perception, faintly feeling a subtle black gas, is seeping out of the ground.
But strangely, his eyes did not see any black smoke at all.
I just felt it.