Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

April evening.

The evening breeze must have been very warm, but at this time, Chu Feng was sweating on his forehead.

Due to the distance of several meters, and the fact that the other party was wearing a black windbreaker and a cloak, it seemed that he was not a good person at first glance.

Chu Feng judged from the energy fluctuations that they were at least two silver-level spiritual warriors. The windbreakers on their bodies were fluttering, and they were full of aura, which made people stay away from strangers.

No one spoke on the other side, but Chu Feng slowly retreated towards the edge of the roof, preparing to run down through the attic, and then run away directly.

"Big brother and big sister celebrate the New Year... it's great to enjoy the moon." Chu Feng tried his best to smile and said.

"Chu Feng?" Hearing a familiar voice, a man in a black trench coat across from him subconsciously asked.

Chu Feng: "???"

What the hell!

God horse situation? !

But why is this voice so familiar?

"Go home quickly and don't run around upstairs. Xucheng is not very safe recently." A man in black said with concern.

At this time, the man in black who spoke took off his cloak. Chu Feng saw a figure and his expression changed.

Li Kui!

I rely on!

"Black Tornado, why are you wearing a black cloak here in the middle of the night? You scared me!" Chu Feng said angrily.

Since Li Kui is no longer Chu Feng's class teacher, Chu Feng speaks a little more arrogantly.

He's not the head teacher. It's good that he didn't poop on his head.

"I want to ask you, why are you running on the roof when you have nothing to do? I thought it was..." Li Kui suddenly stopped mid-sentence...

"Can't I look at the stars and the moon?" Chu Feng picked up the snacks in his hands...

"Rage value from Li Kui +200"

"Rage value from Lei Yuan +100"

"The anger value from Mufeng +100"

What the hell do you want to come to a place more than ten stories high to watch the stars and the moon?

No, you are sick.

And the kind with serious illness.

Li Kui now wants to repair Chu Feng severely and send him to a mental hospital.

"Let me go, when did you break through to the bronze four-star level?" Li Kui, who originally wanted to complain, suddenly exclaimed...

"It's just the same training technique as Saitama every day. Although I'm not bald yet, my strength has become stronger." Chu Feng spread his hands and replied.

The corners of Li Kui's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched.

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to punch the shit out of Chu Feng, and said:

"Go home, it's not safe here. Also, watch less anime and focus more on studying."

After finishing speaking, Li Kui put on his cloak and disappeared into the night with the other two people.

Chu Feng pouted.

What happened to anime?

What happened to the second dimension?

I restore God - start!

Although Chu Feng was complaining crazily in his heart, when he saw Li Kui and the others, his eyes became curious.

Everyone has silver level strength.

Even in the whole of Xu City, this is an extremely rare existence.

Sure enough, in addition to existences like the Night Watch Army, the country also has a special organization of spiritual warriors.

This world is more complicated than you imagine.

Chu Feng sighed softly, ate all Chu Yuanyuan's snacks, drank all the Feizhai Coke, and then returned to the room.

Mom was still watching the stupid TV series, and tears were streaming down her face.

My father had a look of despair on his face. He really couldn't understand why a soap bubble drama could make a man in his forties so excited.

Chu Feng lay in the room and began to think... After three seconds, he took out "Three Years of Martial Arts Test, Five Years of Simulation" and started reading.

Another three seconds passed, and Chu Feng was cured of the insomnia he had suffered for many years...

Meanwhile on the other side.

The three people running away on the roof were talking in low voices.

"Old Li, I think the student just now is pretty good. Are you interested in recommending him to join us at Yanhuang?"

"Not interested!" Li Kui replied simply and clearly.

Li Kui sighed softly and said in a hoarse voice:

"On the young man's shoulders, the first thing to stir up is the breeze and the bright moon, the willows are Yiyi and the grass is growing and the orioles are flying. No matter the hatred between the country and the family, Haoran's righteousness is not in a hurry. It will be fine if we are the ones to carry these."

......

The next morning.

A fire burned for nearly a night before it ended. Every firefighter and people in the city who had awakened their abilities as water had dark faces, and they were obviously very badly smoked.

Fortunately, the fire did not cause any casualties, which can be considered a lucky thing.

As for the cause of the fire, what was announced in the news this morning was an ordinary fire, specifically caused by some explosives and flammable materials.

Of course, Chu Fengdao didn't really believe these things that people saw on the surface.

After all, we saw three men in black yesterday, seemingly arresting some spiritual warrior criminals.

This world - is indeed not as safe as I imagined!

Chu Feng took a nap and stretched. He had never felt so refreshed.

I didn't expect that "Three Years of Simulation, Five Years of Martial Arts Test" would have the function of treating insomnia. It was an unexpected surprise.

At the same time, Chu Feng was very happy in his heart. Today is another theoretical and practical course, talking about the relationship between mental power and spiritual power operation.

During Zhou Ping's previous practice class, he not only gained a lot of anger points, but also learned methods of practice, which speeded up his practice a lot.

Chu Feng was full of expectations for this class.

Since Chu Feng was also a four-star bronze player at this time, he was tied for first place with Xu Tianming in the entire third class.

So this time, no classmates in the class made sarcastic comments to him.

Cultural class in the morning.

Chu Feng tried his best to listen, but his eyes were trembling, and it was more like someone was pulling his eyelids down hard. In the end, he really couldn't open them.

Ever since, Chu Feng spent the entire morning in a sweet dream.

At noon, I simply had a bowl of pig's trotter rice.

A portion of pig's trotter rice brings out a man's romance.

The afternoon classes are still held in class.

It was rare for Zhou Ping not to bring a book, but someone.

Chu Feng's face was full of confusion. Isn't this about the relationship between spiritual power and spiritual practice?

Why don't you bring anything? Could it be that we have to rely on our imagination?

Zhou Ping stood on the podium, looked at the confused people, and said: "Next, I will explain to everyone the relationship between mental power and practice efficiency."

"The so-called Dao Shengyi..." When he said this, Zhou Ping's original smile froze.

"Rage value from Zhou Ping +300"

Chu Feng was a little confused as to what was going on.

You have to be angry with yourself even though you are giving a lecture?

Could it be that you are thinking of Wangzai milk?