Interstellar·Peeping into the Future

"Great." When the result of the lottery came out, Xiao Hai had a smile on his face. The opponents were not strong, not the tough ones. No wonder he was in a good mood.

The faces of the students next to me also changed, some were happy, and some were depressed.

Nuo Cheng looked up at the notification window floating in front of him, and there was only one person's name written on it.

Hu Pengtian!

Nuo Cheng swallowed, how could he be so unlucky, the opponent turned out to be this guy?

Hu Pengtian was originally a student in class A, and he was demoted from above for some unknown reason.

Perhaps because he was originally in the A-level class, most of the people in the class kept him at a respectful distance.

There were even rumors that the reason why Hu Pengtian was demoted to Class C was simply because he hit someone who shouldn't be hit, and the blow was extremely heavy.

That's why this murderous person was as silent as a stone after he arrived in Class C.

He simply didn't want to cause trouble anymore, and wanted to return to Class A again.

Nuo Cheng touched/touched his chin, he knew about this person because of that dream.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a murderer, because after this person is alive, he is really a fierce god!

It's a pity that the position he was standing on was not on Zhao Yuting's side, but on the other side.

The offshoot of the Zhao family who was beaten to death by him was really a pig teammate, and he pushed a general away from Zhao Yuting abruptly.

After thinking for a while, Nuo Cheng gave up and continued thinking.

As for the idea of ​​recruiting this talent, he never even thought about it.

Now that I am so weak, with no money or power, why can I pull people over?

Self-knowledge is still necessary, and of course, one cannot underestimate oneself.

Only when you really have a certain strength, can you try to change a little bit, try to eat away at the so-called future.

The fighting among the students was not very lively.

Because the moves are relatively rigid and blunt, it looks beautiful, but in fact it makes Wang Shouzhi frown.

Sure enough, it was only Class C. Wang Shou suddenly regretted it at this time. He who had only taught genius classes before, suddenly faced ordinary people with mediocre qualifications, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, these students are not so hopeless, there is still a little sparkle in the blunt moves occasionally, obviously they have done some thinking, but they don't think deeply.

In the interstellar era, martial arts, as the biggest cornerstone, has naturally been greatly popularized.

It is the simplest breathing method taught by low-level colleges, and the twelve-style basic palm method similar to aerobics.

After entering the Intermediate Academy, students can obtain higher-level breathing techniques and the power to choose martial arts.

However, the so-called self-selected martial arts have very little room for choice, but there are only three types, basic boxing skills, basic sword skills and basic leg skills.

Still don't even have a cool name, and many students even practiced all three when they were bored.

It is said that only when one arrives at a high-level academy can one truly master high-level martial arts, and only then can one have a cool name for a high-level person.

But Nuo Cheng knows that all this is just for ordinary people.

For the children of the aristocratic family, they all dismissed the academic skills.

Although before the age of ten, most of them use the academy's breathing method and basic martial arts to lay the foundation, but after the age of ten, the family martial arts mental method will replace it.

The academic exercises are excellent for laying the foundation, which is recognized by everyone, but after the basic stage, they are not so outstanding.

What is certain is that the academy's top mental martial arts skills are still coveted, and children from aristocratic families are also frequently enrolled.

After all, not every son of an aristocratic family is from a big family, and even if they are, not everyone is the key training target of the family. Compared with the federal government, the resources of the aristocratic family are still limited. From the aspect of resources alone, it is really It might be said that the aristocratic family can be better than the academy.

Nuo Cheng glanced at Hu Pengtian from the corner of his eye. This man seemed to be a child of a small family with several planets under his name. Compared with himself, he could be considered rich.

Hu Pengtian's stature is not too tall, he is very thin, looks extremely thin, with a long and fierce face.

I really don't understand what that woman likes about this long-faced man.

Nuo Cheng muttered in his heart, although Hu Pengtian has a bit of personality, which is not at all compatible with being handsome and handsome, but in terms of temperament, he is extremely eye-catching. It is not too strange to have a beautiful wife in the future.

But when he thought that that woman would be the famous singer Nai Duohui in the future, Nuo Cheng couldn't help but feel a little sour.

At this time, it happened to be Xiao Hai's turn to play, and his opponent was the former top student Kevin.

Kevin's studies are good, his martial arts grades are mediocre, and he doesn't know how to adapt. No wonder Xiao Hai is so happy to see the result of the lottery.

But when he thought that he would have to play by himself next, Nuo Cheng squinted his eyes and began to try to relax his breathing.

The breathing rhythm and boost effect of the starry sky teleportation method will obviously also work in battle.

It's just that the enemy won't let Nuocheng have time to slowly enter the breathing rhythm, let alone enter a specific spiritual frequency.

The flaws are too great, and it takes a long time to prepare.

However, this competition gave him a little advantage.

Even if the opponent is Hu Pengtian, the fierce god in the future, so what, if he doesn't try it, he will really be unwilling.

Feeling stagnant in my heart, I always want to vent, so let's let go this time and give it a try.

Even if you can't win, you have to be in the eyes of the teacher. Otherwise, if you start slowly and step by step, how can you catch up and surpass?

Nuo Cheng does not seek to win, but to be amazing.

On the systemized platform.

The two were in an inseparable fight.

Wang Shou, who had been looking down all the time, finally raised his brows, at least he could catch his eyes.

On the fighting stage, Xiao Hai's moves were much more comfortable than other students', not so blunt, and his eyesight was especially vicious. He would often change positions as soon as the opponent made a move, blocking subsequent changes.

But his opponent, Kevin, doesn't seem to be as bad as he imagined. His moves are still rigid, but there seems to be something more than others.

Although Xiao Hai was able to block the subsequent changes in his moves, he seemed to be too familiar with the basic martial arts, so he changed another move after changing hands, and the transition was seamless, as if this move was what he wanted to use.

One is light and the other is steady, but they all have their own styles.

Xiao Hai is not in a hurry, anyway, every time he fights with a big guy, he wins more than he loses, and his patience is stronger than the steady-looking Kevin.

Another punch was aimed at Xiao Hai's face, the speed was a little faster than at the beginning, and Kevin really got a little anxious.

Wang Shou frowned, what a pity.

The punch was not exhausted yet, but Xiao Hai leaned over and rushed past Kevin's armpit.

A hand knife swung obliquely away.

With a slap, it cut on Kevin's neck.