Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: Awakening the basaltic talent at the beginning

Chapter 13 Misunderstanding
"What? Could it be that he is really a silver-level martial artist?"

When everyone heard Wang Xinyang's words, they looked a little unconvinced.The main reason is that Liang Ping is too young.How could he be a silver mirror warrior at such a young age?

"I really have never seen the world. You think you can get into the No. [-] Middle School, and you all think you are a genius, right! It's not me who hit you, let's tell you the truth, our education level in Pengcheng is really comparable to those in big cities. In comparison, it is nothing at all. Is it unusual for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old silver-level warrior? In some big cities such as Shanghai and Shanghai, it is very common for junior high school students to have a silver mirror!"

"Also, don't take those rumors seriously. Although the boosting skills can improve the warrior's own combat power, the boost is not as great as you imagined. You will know this kind of skills when you get to university. To make iron, you need to be strong. Although the young man just used amplification techniques, I can be sure that his cultivation level has definitely reached the silver level!"

Wang Xinyang's words silenced the students.Everyone has a feeling of watching the sky from a well, and underestimating the heroes of the world.

It turns out that there really are monsters like evildoers in this world!
Liang Ping, who had already left, didn't know that he had become a monster in the eyes of others.In fact, it is not surprising that Wang Xinyang has such a judgment. Although the augmentation exercises are effective, they are not very strong.When Liang Ping tested it just now, the effect of the increase was only between 1.1 and 1.2 times.

Accustomed to the damage index added by the beast soul talent, and looking at the improved attack of the Seven Injuries Fist, Liang Ping immediately felt that it was a pity to eat it without taste.

Back home, Liang Ping didn't wander around this time.

After staying up for two days in a row, even if my body wasn't that tired, I was still a little tired mentally.After washing up, I lay on the bed and had a good sleep.

He slept so darkly that he didn't even eat dinner.When I woke up again, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Looking at the time, it was only 4:[-] in the morning.

I thought I had woken up early enough, but Liang Ping pushed the door out, only to find that Liang's mother had woken up too.Cooking in the kitchen.

"Mom, why did you wake up so early?" Liang Ping asked in surprise.

"Your sister also started school today, and I have to send her to school. Have you forgotten?" Fang Jingru said without raising her head.

"Oh, yes, she's starting school too!" Liang Ping hummed.I just remembered that the school my sister went to was far away from home, and she usually lives on campus.

And I also told Fang Jingru before that after the Martial Saints' Day, I have to go back to class.

To prepare for both siblings at the same time, no wonder mother got up so early.

Seeing Fang Jingru busy there, Liang Ping was a little embarrassed and wanted to help, but was rejected by his mother.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go back to his room to organize his schoolbag.

It was a busy morning, and the time passed quickly.After breakfast, Fang Jingru took her younger sister out first.

As for Liang Ping, he was already this old, so of course there was no need for Liang's mother to send him off on purpose.

Not far from the community, there is a bus stop.Liang Ping walked slowly to the station, and after a while, the bus came.

Unlike the previous life, there were not many passengers on the bus.There were only a few passengers.

Liang Ping felt a little uncomfortable without the aunts and uncles who crowded to buy vegetables at the morning market.But he can also understand the reason. The concept of martial arts in this world is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Unless it is a particularly long distance, or in a hurry.Otherwise, most people choose to walk, or simply trot.

This is also a kind of exercise, right?

While Liang Ping was riding in the car, he saw several office workers running along with their briefcases under their arms.I even saw an old man carrying heavy objects on a pole and speeding along the road.

This style, which is very different from the earth, gave him a very novel feeling.

The speed of the bus is very fast.In less than ten minutes, I arrived at the school.

Liang Ping got out of the car, and according to the memory in his mind, he found his classroom.

When I opened the door and entered, there were already many students in the classroom.But these people just glanced at him, then turned around, joking and playing each other.

Totally ignored!

How did he get along with his original body? Is he so unpopular?

Liang Ping shook his head, found his own seat and sat down.

Although he felt sad in his heart, after all, he had lived two lifetimes and naturally he would not take such a trivial matter to his heart.On the contrary, I am happy that no one bothers me.

He found a book in his desk and read it silently.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Cao? Why, you've been discharged from the hospital!"

Before Liang Ping's butt was warm, a joking voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Liang Ping turned around following the sound, and saw a boy with a mohawk hairstyle and a stud on one ear walking towards him.

"Yang Bin!"

Recognizing the person, Liang Ping's chest suddenly burst into anger.

The kid in front of him is the one who caused him to fall from upstairs.

That day, because Liang Ping failed to bring money to pay tribute as required, Yang Bin and a few gangsters blocked him in the classroom. During the chase, they accidentally pushed Liang Ping downstairs.

Fortunately, it was only on the second floor. If the floor was higher, the consequences would be disastrous.

What's even more annoying is that when Liang Ping was injured, this guy just glanced at him and left.

If it wasn't for the security guards who found him lying on the ground, unable to move, he might be cold now.

"He's recovered pretty well." Yang Bin didn't take Liang Ping seriously at all, he directly ignored the anger in the latter's eyes, stretched out his hand and jokingly touched the bandage on his head, "As expected of awakening the grass beast soul , the vitality is tenacious, let me tell you, you should study your beast soul carefully, maybe it can have the ability to heal, haha."

Liang Ping tilted his head to avoid Yang Bin's hand.Then he raised his hand, and a loud slap hit his face directly.

"Crack~"

The mocking smile on Yang Bin's face froze instantly, and he looked at Liang Ping in front of him in disbelief.

He never thought that the cowardly Liang Ping would beat him.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Yang Bin, who came to his senses, was furious, "Fuck, you're courting death."

Yang Bin yelled and was about to attack Liang Ping.But Liang Ping, who was facing him, was even faster, and the strength of the Qishangquan exploded, acting on his arms.Let his movements have afterimages.

Call ~
Liang Ping's slap hadn't landed yet, but a strong gust of wind was blowing towards him like a knife.

Yang Bin's complexion changed drastically. In his eyes, Liang Ping's palm fell down like a gradually enlarging mountain.

This feeling is very awkward, it is obviously fast, but it gives people a feeling of slowness.Depressed to make people vomit blood.

Bang!
Fortunately, this uncomfortable feeling came and ended soon.Before he could feel anything, Liang Ping's slap had already landed on his face.

In an instant, a huge force was transmitted through the muscles on the cheek, and there was a feeling of soreness and swelling in the mouth.At the same time, his vision began to turn upside down.The whole person was spun around in a circle, and then with a muffled thud, his head came into close contact with the ground.

After that, Yang Bin didn't know anything.

Because the moment he was beaten and flew into the air, his eyes were darkened and he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)