Super Seminary: Start by making up the three seafood generals!

Zhao Xin slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a little blurry. When it gradually became clear, he saw white sheets and white ceiling. It was quiet all around. Zhao Xin still felt a little dizzy after waking up. He didn't know where he was.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhao Xin tried hard to recall, and his memory came back bit by bit: the world's number one martial arts tournament... the finals... yes!

"In the end...it seems like I won?"

Zhao Xin uttered a whisper and felt a deep attraction deep in his heart.

Concentrating and calming himself, Zhao Xin followed the guidance and looked deep into his soul.

Soon, an orange-yellow crystal ball appeared in Zhao Xin's perception. The crystal ball was a bright yellow glass with seven fiery red five-pointed stars inlaid in it.

It is the reward for the champion of the world's number one martial arts tournament, the Chaos Dragon Ball Seven Stars.

"Master, I did it!"

With a relaxed smile on his face, Zhao Xin fell into sleep again.

"boom!"

Shortly after Zhao Xin fell into a deep sleep, a doctor in a white coat walked into the ward.

After a busy period, the doctor used a lot of strange instruments to examine Zhao Xin's whole body. It was only after several hours that he came up with a report.

"Hu~~"

After finishing his work, the doctor let out a breath, took the report, and slowly walked out of the ward where Zhao Xin was.

I ran into three members of the second phase of the Xiongbing Company.

"Doctor, how is Senior Zhao Xin?" Liu Chuang's younger brother Liu Wen stepped forward and asked.

The doctor he questioned showed an extremely gentle smile on his face, with an arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Major General Zhao, everything is fine and he will wake up soon!"

"That's great!" Li Huowang beside Liu Wen jumped up excitedly.

Liu Wen's face was also full of excitement, and he patted a slightly immature boy on the left.

Following Liu Chuang's actions, the doctor looked at the boy with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Hey, I haven't seen you before, who are you?"

"Fang Gu." Fang Gu showed a youthful smile.

The doctor thought about it and finally remembered that in the second phase of Xiongbinglian, there seemed to be a super soldier named Fang Gu, whose abilities seemed to be related to insects, but he had no combat record and was not well-known among the super soldiers.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." The doctor found an excuse and walked away.

On the card on the doctor's chest was a name engraved: Aizen Sosuke.

………………Three days later, in the valley outside Juxia City, the weather was sunny and windy.

The breeze blows through the grass, the leaves sway gently, colorful flowers bloom against the green backdrop, insects chirp, and occasionally birds sing.

Under the scorching sun, a dark shadow stretched out from outside the valley.

As the green grass on the ground was bent, a figure in casual clothes slowly walked into the valley.

Zhao Xin, whose injuries had been initially healed and who was able to move normally, had a gourd hanging around his waist from which emanated the aroma of wine.

"Tap!" "Tap!"

Walking lightly into the valley, Zhao Xin went straight to the huge rock where he had sat cross-legged before. Soon, he arrived at the familiar river.

The water trickled along, Zhao Xin untied the wine gourd from his waist, took out several ceramic bowls from the dark plane, and placed them neatly on the stone.

Then, Zhao Xin pulled open the wine gourd, and a silver thread passed through the air and connected to the ceramic bowl.

"Murmur~~"

There was the sound of water flowing, and soon the ceramic bowl was filled with wine.

Pour two cups in a row.

"Master, I toast to you!"

Zhao Xin held up a ceramic bowl with both hands, drank one of it, and poured the other bowl onto the rocks in the direction of Tianhe City.

"Master, perhaps I finally understand what you mean by protection."

"Gulu gulu~~"

On this day, Zhao Xin did not go anywhere else. He leaned against a rock, holding the Seven-Star Dragon Ball in his hand, and drank wine madly facing the air.

His expression changed from crying to laughing, and he looked like a schizophrenic. He talked to himself for a whole day.

It was not until late at night when darkness enveloped the sky that Zhao Xin gradually came back to his senses after sensing a strange breath.

"Who?"

Feeling the familiar breath, although Zhao Xin asked in a questioning tone, he already had the answer in his heart.

tread!tread!tread!

A heavy sound of footsteps was heard from the darkness, and the next second, a tall figure covered in a white robe walked out of the darkness.

"Kill your man!"

A hoarse voice came from the white robe.

In response, Zhao Xin smiled, poured a bowl of wine and threw it to the mysterious man.

"If you really want to kill me, I'll be the loser in the finals, Piccolo!"

After hearing Zhao Xin reveal his identity, Piccolo, who was hiding under a white robe, simply took off his disguise and revealed his face.

The pitch-black night could not obscure Zhao Xin's perception, and he recognized Piccolo's green skin at a glance.

"Gulu~~"

After taking a sip of the strong liquor, Piccolo spat it out with a grim expression the next second.

"What the hell is this? It's so unpalatable. Is this really for living people to drink?"

"Well... well, it can be given to the living, and it can also be given to the dead." After listening to Piccolo's question, Zhao Xin thought seriously for a while and said.

"But what man doesn't know how to drink? Wouldn't it be a waste of more than ten years if he lived like that?"

"I was only seven months old!" Su Yuebik frowned.

"How many did you say? Seven months?"

Zhao Xin jumped up from the ground and looked at Piccolo in front of him with disbelief.

Two meters tall, with strong muscles, long legs, a waist like a dog and a back like a mermaid. With these body proportions, you tell me she is only seven months old?

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look like it?" Piccolo asked back with a strange look on his face.

Zhao Xin's face twitched as he didn't know how to answer, and he finally uttered something silently.

"Aliens... grow fast!"

........................

Piccolo and Xin Zhao were rivals a few days ago, but now they are sitting together like old friends.

Zhao Xin took a sip of liquor, recalling the battle in the finals a few days ago, a hint of doubt flashed across his face.

"Speaking of which, with your ability to recover, you shouldn't have collapsed that day. Why did you let me win?"

Beside Zhao Xin, Piccolo, who was sipping the liquor to get used to it, paused.

"Let? I won't let you!"

"At that time, I really didn't have the strength to fight anymore."

"How could that be?" Zhao Xin's expression flashed with confusion. "With the recovery you showed before, my attack could only injure you slightly at most. It won't take long for you to recover with your self-healing ability."

Hearing Zhao Xin's question, Piccolo let out a breath.

"Three days before I fought you, I encountered an enemy. Although I defeated him, I was seriously injured."

"In other words, you were actually injured when you participated in the decisive battle?"