Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Soon, Xu Yuanqing discovered that what he only dared to think about in his dreams was actually...realized now.

This supreme suite is hundreds of square meters...

Floor to ceiling windows are also available.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, on the chair made of monster hair, sitting lazily, holding a glass of red wine, overlooking the entire Mo City, with a vast view.

It turns out... my own dream...

Come here and spend 20 yuan to experience a whole day?

This is the first time Xu Yuanqing felt that his previous dream was too cheap.

"Wow, monster!"

Zhao Zicheng exclaimed.

In the sky, a huge red bird flew by.

A few figures can be vaguely seen above.

"Look at how you have never seen the world."

Xu Yuanqing curled his lips in disdain, raised his head to look, his pupils dilated, and was shocked: "Fuck me, Hong Luan, local tyrant..."

Like curious babies, the two sat in a row with their heads raised until the red luan completely disappeared from sight.

"so beautiful..."

"Must be expensive..."

At the same time, he sighed.

When I turned around again, I found that Yu Sheng was carefully wiping the dagger in his hand, and placed a series of traps at the door, as if... a remote control bomb was stuffed at the door?

"Mocheng is very safe, there is no need for these."

Xu Yuanqing couldn't help but said with a smile.

"Ah."

Yu Sheng nodded, thought for a while, and wound the fishing line around the door frame again, then retreated, checked carefully, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he sat on a chair, holding a demon crystal, while cultivating, Open the phone webpage, and browse through the recent news about the more famous opponents of other academies.

"Wu Qianqiu, the Awakening Item Hades Post, Spiritual Academy... looks familiar, is that the one from today?"

Whispering, and carefully watching the reporters analyze some of Yan Wangtie's skills, after the effect, open Wu Qianqiu's battle video.

"The information is wrong. The long-range attack is just an illusion. He should be able to do melee combat as well."

After analyzing for about 1 minute, I turned off the video and continued to look at the next person's profile.

Zhao Zicheng was stunned.

"My dear, Boss Yu actually started analyzing his opponent."

"Is he going to kill him?"

Swallowing his saliva, Zhao Zicheng seemed to have seen the tragic scene of these popular talents in the news being rubbed against the ground by Yu Sheng in the near future.

"Huh, Boss Yu has worked so hard, and I can't fall behind!"

"Young people, you should suffer more!"

As he said that, Zhao Zicheng kept doing rehabilitation training in the room.

"Yeah, you don't suffer when you are young..."

"How can you get used to it when you are old?"

Xu Yuanqing nestled comfortably on the sofa, dozed off, murmured something, and slowly closed his eyes.

For a moment, Zhao Zicheng, who was exercising, froze.

……

night.

The phone rang suddenly.

Xu Yuanqing opened his eyes in a daze, and answered: "Hey, old guy, what's the matter?"

"This freshman competition, hit me hard!"

"Don't hide your clumsiness."

"All the way to flatten the past."

On the other side of the phone, the vice principal's voice was rarely serious.

Xu Yuanqing was at a loss: "Why?"

"Never mind why!"

"Tell Yu Sheng to show the character of our Mo Academy!"

"Grandma's!"

"For good performance, give him an extra 1000 credits."

"The material exchanged is enough for him to practice for a year!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

Listening to the 1000 credits, Xu Yuanqing regained his energy in an instant. He sat up straight, looked at Yu Sheng who was not far away, and said, "The vice principal told you to explode into a small universe. Fuck it."

"It's done beautifully, and I'll give you 100 credits!"

He waved his hands enthusiastically: "For the honor of our Mo Academy, let's go!"

...

Yu Sheng stared at him silently: "The volume of your microphone...I can hear it."

"Cough cough."

"do not mind the details."

"The teacher is just to test whether there is any problem with your listening."

"Let your friend from Sin City lock the market tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow the official competition will be a blockbuster!"

Xu Yuanqing changed the subject without blushing or panting.

After thinking about it, he picked up the phone, opened the communication, and typed something. After a while, he put down the phone in satisfaction.

He still didn't forget to take a look at Yu Sheng's direction: "This is the subsidy I won for myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Since the college's intention is to pretend to be aggressive, then after the students have pretended, the teacher has to pretend too!"

"I'm a dignified six-jue, and I also have to pay an appearance fee!"

"Thanks to these academies for their recent success, which gave me the opportunity to make a fortune."

"Sleep and sleep, get ready for the day after tomorrow to pretend."

"I've been low-key for a long time, and my skills are rusty."

Yawned, but fell asleep again in three seconds.

I have to say that Xu Yuanqing's ability to sleep...

Still enough.

Zhao Zicheng looked at the two with a little envy, then lowered his head and looked at his legs, took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Zhao Zicheng left the room alone on crutches, and returned two hours later in a wheelchair.

"Look, handsome or not, it's specially made!"

"In this way, I can also enter the knockout round!"

As he said that, Zhao Zicheng put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, on an operating lever.

The left leg is hard, as if stepping on some kind of pedal.

In the next second, the wheelchair moved forward.

high speed.

About thirty miles or so.

And very flexible.

Following Zhao Zicheng's operation, the wheelchair even drifted on the ground.

"Tsk tsk..."

"Pretending to be such a thing, I can do it even if I don't have money!"

"The legend of Zhao Rentu started from this competition."

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on. Under the reflection of the sun, the rays of light shone on the sunglasses.

"Well, I finally have the qualifications to be cannon fodder."

Xu Yuanqing looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhao Zicheng's smile that just emerged froze again...

On the other side, Yu Sheng finally put down his phone.

A little tired.

"Are you sure?"

Xu Yuanqing's expression became slightly serious, and he looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

After all, the championship is the ultimate goal.

"Individual competition is fine."

"Team competition..."

"If they cooperate better, it's a bit difficult to fight five against one."

Yu Sheng said seriously.

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's expectant gaze, Yu Sheng added: "Two hits five, it's even harder..."