Vol 3 Chapter 373: Battle Book

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Jiang Lin, the 602th newly-disciplined disciple of Youli Xianyuan, has been in the Wanfa School for two years. At present, his cultivation practice is complete and he is about to build a foundation.
Jiang Lin is a class of disciples who are very talented. He is very smart and has not been able to play with his stupid cousins ​​since he was a child, but he feels that this is not bad. Just as in the first lesson when I entered the fairy yard, the lecturer once said several calculation problems that were handed down 60,000 years ago, and said that these calculation problems have once disturbed countless powerful monks who moved mountains and rivers. But he found that those calculations were not as terrible as the lecturer said. He only needs to think briefly to find the way. Only the more computationally intensive problems made him feel strenuous at the time.
That was his first contact with mathematics. He felt that these arithmetics were related to himself, otherwise he could not explain the spiritual induction.
For the first time, he felt the joy of mathematics learning-the feeling of "along with the strong".
However, with the practice of "Yuan Ding Suan Jing", with the increase of Yin Yang and Yang Yao among acupuncture points, he began to feel that the study of mathematics became simpler. At this time, he also began to contact theoretical monographs, observing the path of the power of his predecessors.
In the process, he saw the works of Shujun. He even shed tears when he first watched it.
That's right, I was born to study math.
My "spirituality", my "intuition" ...
However, he discovered that there was another kind of mathematics in the world, the master's mathematics.
Mechanical, cold, and not creative.
What's more desperate is that this kind of mathematics is the prevailing existence in the Wanfa School.
Fortunately, with Xiaoyao's escape, no one is in charge of the overall situation, and there is still room for Lianzongshuxue.
But just a month ago, this "room" was shrinking further. A true disciple called Wang Qi broke the balance, and the foreman re-proposed the ambitious plan ... And when Wang Qi ’s rumors of
read, but shitless
spread, he was connected with several diehards The sectarian disciple is out of anger.
Especially when they knew that Wang Qi was just a fairy.
They didn't know the battle between the king and the king, and they didn't know the gamble. But there was a sense of enthusiasm in their hearts. This urge drove them to gather together and left Wanfamen together, coming to Shenjing. They must teach Wang Qi.
He knocked on the gate of this yard, and listened to the same gate of Shenjing station, Wang Qi seemed to be working in this empirical department. The passer-by True Brother's evaluation of Chen Feng flashed through his mind, making him feel a little more contemptuous.
Coward, he also joined hands with the fairy ...
After the door was pushed open, he saw a foundation monk.
"That" Chen Feng?
He concealed a trace of disdain in his heart and shouted loudly, "Who is Wang Qi here?"
Chen Feng had a supernatural power similar to his heart, and had long sensed the other party's unfavorable beliefs, and the orphan's tone brought a trace of impatience: "Who are you?"
"Wan Famen, Jiang Lin." Jiang Lin walked into the courtyard and saw Wang Qi and a few Tianlingling disciples during the practice period. He asked again: "Where is Wang Qi?"
Wang Qi felt relieved and smiled, "I am."
Jiang Lin wiped out a hand, and there was a bright red post in his hand: "This is the war book. We plan to invite you to fight in three days." While he said the last self, the war book in his hand was like a roulette. Fly to Wang Qi.
Wang Qi originally wanted Shenzhou to seize the book of war. Chen Youjia knew that Wang Qi was not in good condition now, and took the lead in taking the lead. Chen Youjia's young appearance was very confusing, and Jiang Lin noticed that there was still a foundation monk here. He saw Chen Youjia and was shocked: "Sister Chen ..."
Chen Youjia handed the tactic to Wang Qi, waved his hand to signal that it had nothing to do with himself, and then let it go. This action made Jiang Lin a little unhappy, and said in his heart: Is there one who eats soft rice?
Wang Qi's expression seemed to be not a war book, but an invitation. There was a hint of joy in his tone: "Wen Dou Wu Dou?"
The fortune teller still has the rules of writing. This kind of fighting method is to ask each other questions from above to see who has the first male lead. The only rule of making a question is that the question should be self-created, and the person making the question must know the answer.
"Random." Jiang Lin ridiculed: "Explain in advance that this time we have seven people in one place. The leading Qin Chuan and Brother Qin are true disciples of the foundation period. If it's Wendou, it's him-when the time comes Do n’t use Jimmon ’s twenty-three questions to be a shield.

"That is to say, if you are fighting, do you fight against the disciples in the Qi Qi period?" Wang Qi's eyes showed a dangerous light: "Wen Duo is too troublesome, I like to come hard."
"Oh, it's really bad to support Qi Gongfu. In a few words, he gave up his only commendable theoretical advantage." Jiang Lin smiled contemptuously: "Three days later, we are waiting for you at the Dongjiao military training ground." He pulled Liang Qi again At a glance, he smiled and said, "Looking at your standing is not stable. I will postpone it for a few days. Seven days later, the Dalian Xianglong training ground in the eastern suburbs. We rented the field for one day and we went if we had enough courage.
"Wow." Wang Qi's eyes were clear like water.

Looking at Wang Qi, who was eating Hesse, Chen Feng sighed heavily: "Wang Qi, you are so impulsive!"
Wang Qi is nibbling at a piece of red lamb. He answered while eating: "Isn't someone supposed to beat me in the face and fight back?"
"Don't you consider losing? You should also know how big a gap can be opened in the third order of the health master?" Chen Feng nodded the table: "Can you imagine your strength in one year? Now? If you fight with you a year later ... "
"A year later, I can kill me instantaneously?" Wang Qi carelessly picked up another piece of lamb from the tripod-a kind of dish like a dry pot. He said while eating, "Those people are not as good as me."
"Where are you confident ..." Chen Feng shook his head: "And you are not surprised at all when they come?"
Wang Qi wants to fish for the third piece of meat. Chen Youjia knocked out his chopsticks and pushed another pot of vegetable soup in front of him: "The dishes are delicious when they are eaten together."
Wang Qi took a bite of vegetable soup: "It's not as exaggerated as you think, really. I've seen the strongest guy in my class. I don't know where it is higher than today."
Wang Qi always believed that Ai Changyuan could crush all the monks during the Qi training period, and it would be impossible for Ai Changyuan to beat the same level.
Chen Feng looked at Wang Qi in surprise. He only noticed that Wang Qi's spirit and physical strength were recovering at an incredible speed.
Just eat such a little food?
No, no, the sublime flame of life within him is supernatural. The inflammation of life can't generate substances out of thin air, and after the ingested protein and other things fill the body, the body will immediately return to life. Then as long as he keeps his mood up, his spirit will quickly improve.
Emotional? He didn't hurt at all? Just exhausted the mind before?
Chen Feng suddenly felt that Wang Qi seemed to have a chance of winning?

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