Global Elf

The next morning was still the soul position class, and students from three classes came to the large training room again. .biquge

He Zixian was smart and learned to ignore Cheng Lei and wait until after the midterm exam.

Others would not provoke Cheng Lei, so the atmosphere in the entire classroom became much more harmonious, and there was no barrier between the students in the three classes.

"It is said that when the school was first established, the competition between classes was still very high, but as the salary became higher and higher, the students did not need to hurt their friendship for a few resources, so the relationship became more and more harmonious." Tamiya Tsuru smiled. Said to Cheng Lei.

Cheng Lei nodded. After the five of them went out to visit Kyoto together last night, their relationship became even closer. He replied, "That's good. It's quite tense like a cockfight all day long."

"Haha, actually the school has rankings and honor incentives, but we are not high school students anymore, so we don't care about rankings." Liang Qiang said with a smile, "You are the only ones who want to compete for prefects, the others just want to follow the rules. Just graduate and get into the league.”

Even if they are ranked last, as long as they can graduate successfully, they will be the proud ones of China and will become extraordinary sooner or later. What pressure is there?

On the contrary, students at less-successful universities will work harder and strive for less resources. But what they fought so hard for may not be as good as the guarantee of being the last place in Kyoto University!

This is the gap in reality. Otherwise, why would Cheng Lei and the others work hard to improve their college entrance examination scores?

Thinking of the sweat he shed in high school, Cheng Lei couldn't help but say to Shen Ling'er: "Remember when I first went to the elite class? The second youth didn't know anything, and was bullied worse than Liu Qingyang's mad wolf."

Shen Ling'er snorted, turned her head, and faced Cheng Lei.

Cheng Lei was confused and didn't know when he had offended her.

Ge Xia laughed and taunted him loudly: "Who told you not to ask her to go out to play? Liang Qiang knows that if you want to chase Cuihua, you have to"

"Bang!" Cui Man blocked her mouth in time.

"Huh? I thought you wanted to practice." Cheng Lei scratched his head and said to Shen Ling'er, "Then let's go out to play together next time!"

"Huh, no need." Shen Ling'er raised her head and said, "I'm tired of visiting Kyoto."

"Then be my guide, I beg you." Cheng Lei finally said that he was not a straight man.

"For the sake of your sincerity," Shen Ling'er couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'll think about it again!"

"!" Erqing was so anxious that she shouted loudly, telling Shen Ling'er to stop thinking about it and take it to eat delicious food.

Last night, Cheng Lei brought it to drink soybean juice and eat braised soybean juice, which completely made it suspect that the vegetables were raw:

It tastes terrible!

Although Cheng Lei explained that these snacks need to be savored carefully and eaten several times, it still deeply suspected that Cheng Lei was looking for the wrong place.

Shen Ling'er listened to Cheng Lei's narration about Er Qing's complaint, saying that he took a sip of soy juice yesterday and his whole body trembled, and for the first time in his life, he vomited out the food he had taken into his mouth.

Kyoto bean juice is like this. Those who like it drink it every day, but those who are not used to it can't even swallow a sip. Erqing thought Cheng Lei was teasing him and tricking him into drinking sour water. He was so angry that he didn't talk to Cheng Lei all night.

Shen Ling'er laughed loudly when she heard this and said, "Idiot, I'll treat you to roast duck and the palace's private dishes. We don't entertain the public, only members."

The so-called palace in other places may be an advertisement, but in Kyoto, it is a dish handed down from the standard imperial chef.

Erqing immediately became excited when he heard that it was the dish that the emperor had eaten. He started looking forward to the end of get out of class before class started.

After they chatted for a while, they saw the teacher walking in and asked: "Have you gone back to practice? I will check the progress next week and will light up at least two hundred runes. Do you understand?"

The students nodded one after another. They didn't care about rankings, but they had to complete the goals set by the teacher. Otherwise, not only would their resources be suspended, but they would also be expelled if they failed to complete the tasks multiple times!

Moreover, for a group of geniuses, it is not too difficult to light up two hundred runes a week. For those with the least talent, five hours of practice every day is almost enough.

After the teacher explained a few more key points, he let them practice on their own.

Cheng Lei entered the soul realm and found that nearly a hundred runes had been lit up. He was stunned: "Hey, I almost completed half a week's goal in one day?"

Although he was pleasantly surprised, he did the math and felt that something was wrong: "At yesterday's rate, if I hung up for 24 hours, shouldn't there be more than lights on? Does the Golden Lightning also have to sleep? It's too dreamy!"

Cheng Lei checked his soul position and found that his soul power was exhausted and his cultivation had stagnated.

After a while, the soul power recovered slightly, and then it began to inject runes and light it up.

"It turns out that the soul power is insufficient!" Cheng Lei smiled bitterly. The teacher never said that soul power can also be exhausted!

Because for other students, they usually practice for four or five hours a day. Those who are diligent can practice for ten hours, and the consumed soul power can be fully recovered the next day.

Even Zhang Xian, a cultivator madman, can practice for sixteen hours excluding sleeping time. He can use his nearly 700 soul power without worrying about exhaustion.

Only Cheng Lei could hang up for 24 hours a day, and the naturally recovered soul power was simply not enough, which in turn restricted the progress of his cultivation.

"Forget it, I'd better practice my soul power first." Cheng Lei could only draw the golden lightning, peel off the gray mist, and slowly strengthen his soul power.

It's a pity that Golden Lightning cannot be idle when cultivating soul power. Cheng Lei still doesn't understand the principle, but he can only practice it himself.

The morning passed quickly, and Cheng Lei saw that his soul power was enough, so he started the automatic training script again, letting the golden lightning slowly light up the runes.

There was a theory class in the afternoon. The students in Class 1 remembered the tasks assigned in the morning and wanted to practice during class so that they could go out to play in the evening.

The teachers don't care about them. In front of this group of students, except for the teachers who teach them professional courses, ordinary teachers are too lazy to take care of them.

Cheng Lei saw more and more people starting to practice, and couldn't help asking the teacher: "Excuse me, teacher, is this class important? If it's not important, let the students go back to practice. Why waste your time here when you can't practice well?" time?"

The teacher was stunned for a moment. Although he turned a blind eye to the students, he couldn't bully him like this! Are you not even allowed to attend class?

He said firmly: "Of course it is important! This is related to your future development. Although it has little impact on your current strength, it is related to your future height. Cheng Lei, as a prefect, how can you take the lead in skipping classes?"

Cheng Lei shrugged and did not answer his question. Instead, he asked: "If it is so important, why can students openly distract themselves and practice?"

The teacher was stunned. You can't say that you don't want to take care of it, right?

Cheng Lei turned to look at his classmates again and said loudly: "If you want to practice, go back directly. If you want to listen to the class, just listen to me! It's not like the tasks assigned by the soul class teacher cannot be completed, so we can practice again in the evening!"

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Cheng Lei to care about them, let alone his harsh tone.

Some people wanted to refute, but they finally held back, but the expressions on their faces were very dissatisfied.

The teacher was a little excited and immediately supported Cheng Lei: "The prefect is right. It will be good for you to listen to the class carefully, otherwise the alliance will not start classes. The alliance has cut many unnecessary classes in recent years because it does not want to waste your precious time."

"But Class 2 and Class 3 are all practicing. When it comes to the test next week, we will be overtaken by them too much. Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing for our class?"

Someone finally couldn't help but question.

"I testify that the Shen family also attaches great importance to theoretical courses when educating the family! Unless you want to stop being extraordinary, you must learn it well! Cheng Lei is doing it for everyone's good." Shen Ling'er spoke for Cheng Lei.

Some of the students were thoughtful, while others were dissatisfied.

They don't want to compete for the prefect, so they have never had any conflicts with Cheng Lei, but this does not mean that Cheng Lei can command them and influence their cultivation!

Shen Ling'er still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Cheng Lei. He stood up and said, "Class 2 and Class 3, right? Let me go and see who dares to practice in class!"

Everyone was stunned. Is Cheng Lei going to have a head-on conflict with He Zixian and Luo Gong?