You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

The next day.

The renovated Martial Arts Field once again ushered in a bustling and lively scene. Hundreds of students and teachers from the Cultivation Academy gathered in the auditorium to witness the promotion of Feng Zixuan, Class D of the [-]st class of the Cultivation Academy. ceremony.

"There are many excellent talents in the college. We hold several promotion ceremonies every year. However, it seems that there has never been a direct promotion from Class D to Class A like this," said Dean Hong Shen who presided over the promotion ceremony. He said beamingly, "Now let's witness history together, Feng Zixuan from Class D, please come here."

Feng Zixuan, who was standing tall in the shadow of the building, walked out slowly.

He looked a bit out of energy, as if he didn't sleep well last night, but when he stood in front of the rostrum, he had put on a confident and graceful smile, and even waved at the students on the rostrum.

Hong Shen continued to read: "Student Feng Zixuan of class 280 of the Cultivation Academy, since he has cultivated both fire and wood spiritual roots within five years, according to the sixth rule of the college, freshmen who have completed the foundation within five years can Approved to enter Class A, Feng Zixuan, I am honored to announce to you that from now on, you will be a student of Class A of the Cultivation Academy."

Hong Chen handed to Feng Zixuan the special clothes, badges and a few keys of Class A.

"Then, congratulations!" Hong Chen said, "I hope you will continue to work hard and strive for more honors for the Cultivation Academy."

After Hong Chen finished speaking, he patted Feng Zixuan's arm. He wanted to say something else, but thinking that these young people's moods had always changed a lot, maybe Feng Zixuan would reconcile with Saturday at some point, so he didn't need to. Then he swallowed back the words of persuasion in his mouth, and just patted Feng Zixuan twice: "Good job, keep working hard."

Feng Zixuan always maintained a standard smile, looking sunny and positive, he was a standard good student.

Looking down at those teachers and students who once despised him, Feng Zixuan was thinking, these people have nothing to do with him getting to where he is today, why should he celebrate in a hypocritical way?He didn't thank them at all, not only that, but he also firmly remembered how these people ignored him, deliberately ran on him, and how they laughed behind his back for his overreaching and wanting to enter Class A... He knew it all clearly, and he would never forget it. will not forget.These people included Hong Chen, Xi Yu, Yun Jiuming Jing Huang Kai, and even the director of the hospital office, the boy in the library, and the gatekeeper, all of them had a role.

There is only one person who supports him from beginning to end.

Feng Zixuan looked up and saw Saturday sitting in the last row.

No, Saturday didn't support him from beginning to end. When it was time to enjoy the glory of victory, Saturday walked away from him. Why?He doesn't believe that Saturday doesn't like him, since he likes him, why doesn't he accept it?

It can only be because, there are better ones, he is not good enough.

It doesn't matter, he will surpass Tianjun sooner or later, no matter what method he uses, he will definitely become the strongest. At that time, even if Saturday does not agree to be with him, he can force him to stay by his side.

"Student Feng Zixuan, do you have anything to say?" Hong Chen casually asked Feng Zixuan after completing the ceremony.

"Yes," Feng Zixuan took a step forward, standing on the sunny field, "Thank you everyone, my ideal is more than that, I want to become a warrior."

He still maintained a calm smile, but what he said was like a bomb. Soon there was a buzz of discussion in the auditorium. It was not like the discussion of pure surprise and praise on the day of the victory in the competition, but There are many strange voices.

All the students in Class A of the Cultivation Academy want to become a martial god, but for students below Yuan Ying, that can only be a "dream". Agree, but also lead to ridicule.

Even Hong Chen, who thought Feng Zixuan was a good guy one moment, frowned the next moment, expressing disapproval of his overthinking.

"Dean Hong, I'm done." Feng Zixuan said.

The promotion ceremony started with anticipation, but ended with discussions.

When I came out of the Martial Arts Field on Saturday, I heard at least a dozen people say, "I just got promoted from Dingban", "I have no background, just a brat", and their contempt was palpable.Saturday didn't know why Feng Zixuan, who had always kept a low profile, suddenly went berserk, although he knew that Feng Zixuan would definitely become a martial god in the end.

When Feng Zixuan came out, he had almost left. He saw Saturday sitting on the steps and walked over with a complicated expression.

This is the person who just crushed his self-esteem last night, but his legs still walked over uncontrollably, and he wanted to talk to him, and he could say anything.

"Ah Xuan," stood up on Saturday, "I'm here to tell you that I took over the work of repairing the altar of the Tian Family, and I'm leaving there tomorrow..."

The airflow around Feng Zixuan seemed to have changed subtly, and his contradictory eyes also cooled down after saying these words on Saturday, his dark eyes stared straight at Saturday, Feng Zixuan said nothing .

"In addition, congratulations on entering Class A, we will be classmates in the future." Said Saturday, he felt that such praise seemed not enough, paused, and added, "I believe you can become a martial god."

"You don't believe it." Feng Zixuan suddenly approached Saturday, looked down at him, his face became grim because of anger, "If you believed that I would become a warrior, you wouldn't go to Tianjun! You don't believe it , you never believe that I will be stronger than you, I am just a weak playmate of yours, used to set off your wisdom and greatness, you will never make mistakes, no matter what aspect is perfect, I admire you, I admire you, but that's all, I can't go any further, I must stick to my identity as an admirer, look up to you and hold you in my arms every moment. This is what you want."

Feeling a headache on Saturday, Feng Zixuan actually thought this way, he thought, as long as he gave Feng Zixuan a perfect teenage period, he could make up for the pain caused by the useless firewood by entering Class A, and then he would trust him wholeheartedly. The relationship between two people can be as strong as ever.

Who would have thought that Feng Zixuan would go the old way after going around such a big circle.

[At the beginning, I made a vow, but later parted ways.

[Unexpectedly, Feng Zixuan was the first to retreat.

"I reject you, not because of anything else, just because I don't like you." Saturday chose to be straightforward this time.

However, Feng Zixuan didn't seem to hear it, and still stared at Saturday. After a long time, he gave a short, forced smile: "You will regret it."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Looking at the back of Feng Zixuan striding away, and the clumsy walking posture because of anger, Saturday felt sour in his heart, as if he had also lost love.

He shook his head to get rid of this strange emotion that shouldn't be there. He didn't like Feng Zixuan in the first place. If he liked Feng Zixuan, it was only because of Feng Zixuan's meticulous care for him and his desperate rescue. What else?Also... Feng Zixuan's appearance really fits his aesthetics.

When most people meet this condition, they can happily talk about a small relationship, but it is a pity that Saturday is a perfectionist, or he deserves to be single until he grows old.

In the evening, when I came back from the library on Saturday, I was stopped by a strange student and asked him to go to Fengzixuan's celebration together. "Brother Feng told you to go." The boy said.

"Didn't you celebrate yesterday?" Saturday was inexplicable.

"This time, the Patriarch of the Tian family personally came forward to hold a celebration party for Brother Feng. Hehe, it must be very interesting." The boy looked like he didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement.

My heart tightened on Saturday, and I couldn't help thinking, what kind of celebration party did Tianjun give Feng Zixuan?Moreover, Feng Zixuan hated the Tian family so much, why would he agree to hold a celebration party for Tian Jun?

It can't be... It has something to do with him.

I wanted to vomit blood on Saturday, why did things develop like this.

"Let's go!" The boy was in a hurry, grabbed Saturday's arm and started running.

martial arts arena.

When I felt it on Saturday, the celebration party had already started, and the bonfire illuminated half of the Martial Arts Field. The solemn Panlong pillars appeared taller in the orange-red flames. It was suddenly transformed into a barbecue entertainment place, which made people feel a little weird. Those sword marks and burn marks left during the life-and-death struggle between Feng Zixuan and Tianchen have not been cleaned up. Although they were hidden in the darkness due to nightfall, But it will occasionally flash with the flickering fire.

From time to time, there was a howl of excitement in the square, resounding through the vast and empty space. The boy dragged Saturday to the barbecue booth. After a closer look on Saturday, the celebration scene and the composition of the people became even more weird.

Feng Zixuan's clothes were disheveled, and he was hooking up a dwarf to drink, and beside him were two boys who kept flattering and praising Feng Zixuan, saying repeatedly, "Brother Feng can drink really well" and "Brother Feng, have another drink", but Feng Zixuan didn't know what to drink. How much wine, Zheng's face is ruddy, and his eyes are misty.In view of the behavior of pretending to be drunk last time, it is difficult to determine whether he is really drunk or not on Saturday, but judging by the swaying wine bottle at his feet, it is estimated that he has drunk a lot.

On the other side, the barbecue booth was filled with smoke, and the flames illuminated Tianjun, who was well-dressed and polite. At first glance, Tianjun was someone with a prominent position and frequented high-class social places in the cultivation world. Sitting here at the moment, he looked out of place.

"Zhuo Liu," Tian Jun greeted with a smile as soon as he saw Saturday, "You're here."

I was a little embarrassed on Saturday, I really wanted to hide Feng Zixuan and come out after packing up.

"Well, I heard you guys are celebrating?" Sat sat down next to Tianjun.

"Ah."

"Bored?" Saturday couldn't help asking.

"No, I think it's very good. I haven't experienced life in the academy for a long time. It's been about 70 years." Tianjun's eyes showed memories, "I really miss it."

"70 years??" Saturday knew that as long as a cultivator reaches Yuanying or above, he can remain youthful forever, and his age cannot be discerned, but is Tianjun already 80 or [-] years old?horrible!

"Yeah," Tian Jun smiled, took a skewer of roast lamb from the barbecue stand, and handed it to Saturday, "This food tastes good, and I haven't eaten it for decades."

"Hmm." After receiving the kebabs on Saturday, several lean pieces sandwiched a piece of oily fat, he felt that his salivary glands had started to work.

"After bigu, you will lose a lot of fun in being a human being." Tian Jun laughed.

"No appetite?" Saturday asked.

"Yes, I generally don't eat it unless I am entertaining." Tianjun replied.

On Saturday, I feel that Tianjun is a nice person, very approachable. Although he is 80 or [-] years old, there is no age gap between the two of them chatting.

Seeing the two having a happy conversation, the sour taste in Feng Zixuan's heart almost overflowed when he was left alone. This is obviously his home game, his celebration banquet, and this Tianjun really has a skill to be able to fight against him. Digging under the nose.

"Patriarch Tian seems to have forgotten something." Feng Zixuan supported the back of the chair with one hand, and carried the wine bottle in the other. He stepped over the chair with long legs and walked towards Tianjun. "You said you wanted to apologize to me, so I agreed to come. , Why, after waiting for so long, I haven't gotten to the point."

The noisy laughter suddenly disappeared without a trace at this moment, and everyone looked at Tianjun.

He couldn't help but move back from the tense atmosphere that he felt even on Saturday. To be honest, it was not too much for Feng Zixuan to ask Tianjun for an apology.

"Ah, I almost forgot." Tian Jun smiled faintly, picked up the wine bottle, twisted his fingers, and opened the cap, "I blew this bottle, and I apologize to you for my brother's arrogance and ignorance."

After all, such a gentle person like Tian Jun raised his neck, gulped down a whole bottle of wine, and opened his eyes wide on Saturday. Jun was suddenly so unrestrained, he was still a little surprised.

At the end, Tian Jun wiped his mouth, still smiling politely, and nodded to Feng Zixuan.

"Boom!" The wine bottle shattered to the ground.

Feng Zixuan smashed the wine bottle, his face was full of peach blossoms, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, like the North Star above his head, staring at Tianjun with scorching eyes: "Your brother is despicable and shameless, failed in the competition, and stabbed people in the back. I found out in time, I'm afraid, I have no life to stand here and talk to you now. Just like your brother said, I'm a village boy, but I don't have such a precious life talisman! I only have one life!"

Feng Zixuan raised a finger, and when he mentioned the excitement, his expression also became ferocious, the veins on his forehead burst out, and the muscles on his face trembled, as if every word he uttered wanted to bite Tianjun's throat and bite it off. His neck is the solution to hatred.

"My life, there is only one time. I can stand here and talk to you today because I am careful enough, not because your brother is merciful. But you are done with just an understatement of 'apology'?"

Tianjun felt that the young man in front of him was not easy to deal with, and he seemed to have no scruples about the power of their Tian family. Before, it was enough to trip him up and let him condescend to this kind of barbecue stand, but now it is even more so. He tore his face without any scruples and refused to accept his apology in public.Unfortunately, he was still on the ignorant side.

Under Tian Jun's gentle smile, he had already scolded his younger brother bloody, if Tian Chen hadn't been so dishonest, why would he need to embarrass himself among a group of juniors?

However, since I have decided to apologize, I can't turn my face halfway. This apology must be said.

It's just that he can't be led by the nose by Feng Zixuan, he must find a way to find himself a step down.

Tian Jun's gaze turned to Saturday, he had heard long ago that Feng Zixuan and Zhuo Liu were the best friends of the president, and they were inseparable after they grew up. If we start with this bamboo horse, maybe things will become easier.

"Student Zhuo Liu, I don't even know how to apologize to your friend. Alas, it's all Tianchen's bastard who made our Tian family lose face, and I will follow suit." Six show weakness and ask for help.

Tian Jun can be said to have calculated thousands of times, but he missed a step. If Saturday and Feng Zixuan were friends in the past, it might be really useful for him to ask Saturday for mercy, but now, Saturday and Feng Zixuan are in the middle of a cold war. Feng Zixuan suspected that Saturday had ambiguous feelings for Tianjun—of course, he was just looking for a more comfortable reason for his rejection—at this time, Tianjun pleaded with Saturday, and it was useless. Unlike adding fuel to the flames, Feng Zixuan's gasoline tank had a tendency to explode, but when Tian Jun did it, it immediately exploded with a "bang".

"boom"!The barbecue booth with raging flames was kicked away by Feng Zixuan, the flames scattered on the martial arts arena, and a few flames splashed on the students around the audience, scaring them to scream and run out one after another.

Feng Zixuan stretched out his palm, and the flames on the ground "boomed" up, winding like a fire snake, swinging up into the air.

Tian Jun couldn't hold back his smile, he didn't know what kind of thunder he stepped on, so he gave Saturday a puzzled look.

On Saturday, he knew that the sudden explosion of Feng Zixuan had nothing to do with Tianjun, and it really shouldn't be involved in the cold war between Feng Zixuan and him.

If you just say apology, you will never stop anyone on Saturday. If you do something wrong, you should plead guilty. The responsible party should apologize to Feng Zixuan.

But now, the situation is different, Feng Zixuan is using an excuse to provoke trouble.

"Ah Xuan." Saturday got up and explained, "Calm down, put away your spiritual power, let's sit down and talk, okay?"

Feng Zixuan was already in a state of extreme agitation, his blood rushed to the top of his head, and even his periosteum was buzzing. How could he hear Saturday's words? In his eyes, Saturday was clearly to protect Tianjun, to protect Tianjun, He didn't even care about right and wrong, and even forgot the years of friendship between the two of them, so what's so good about Tianjun?Is it worth turning against yourself for him on Saturday?

The fire snake leaped three feet high, and all the flames on the ground were sucked into Feng Zixuan's hands. He looked at Tianjun behind Saturday with resentment, as if Tianjun was his sworn enemy.

"Ah Xuan, I beg you, don't do this, okay?" Saturday is really not a person who says "beg" easily, but he really doesn't know how to stop the angry Feng Zixuan.

"Feng Zixuan, what do you mean?" Tian Jun asked in a deep voice. At this time, he was also a little angry. A yellow-mouthed child in the foundation-building stage would just refuse to accept his apology. How dare he make such ridiculous things tricks to threaten him?

"I'm sorry, Tianjun, you go first, he just drank too much." Saturday quickly turned around and explained kindly to Tianjun, "He's not usually like this."

Tian Jun was stunned, nodded, and said, "Then... I'll trouble you to talk to him about it tomorrow."

thump-thump-

The midnight chime sounded in the air, and Tian Jun said, "It's getting late, so I'll go back first."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Saturday couldn't wait for Tianjun to leave quickly.

"Be careful yourself." Tian Jun couldn't help exhorting, obviously treating Feng Zixuan as a rabies patient.

After finishing speaking, Tian Jun stretched out his hand, and the jade sword at his waist turned into a flash of white light, and he jumped up lightly, floating in the air like a fairy.

"Goodbye." Tianjun bowed his hands to Saturday.

Saturday also bowed to Tianjun, then turned around and walked towards the angry Feng Zixuan.

The flames illuminated Feng Zixuan's face, and he stared at Tianjun in the air, as if he was about to attack him the next moment.

"Ah Xuan, don't do this." Saturday walked towards him quickly.

Suddenly, Saturday felt a sense of emptiness in his body, as if he had suddenly lost gravity. He wanted to move forward, but his soul penetrated his body and floated out.

This feeling was too terrifying. In shock, I turned around on Saturday and found that my body was still standing in place, with an identical face, a familiar but strange body, and the body that was left in place slowly closed. Eyes, falling forward from loss of balance.

【Zhou Yan, can you hear me?

Chen Ke's familiar voice rang in Sat's ears. It was just an indifferent voice in the past, but this time it was filled with emotion. Moreover, it was no longer explaining the narration, but speaking directly to him!

Surprised on Saturday, the surrounding environment changed instantly, and the speed lines pulled out a distorted picture, just like the weird effect of wormhole transitions in science fiction movies.

【Zhou Yan, come back quickly.

Following that familiar and warm voice, Saturday's light and fluffy body gradually felt real again, but this time his body was particularly heavy, as if he had fallen into the depths of a trench, and the pressure of ten thousand tons of seawater above made him unable to move. .

At the same time, the anti-theft chapter world.

"Bang".

The young man fell to the ground, his hands hanging limply by his sides, motionless.

"Aliu?"

The flames were still burning in the air, bursting into sparks from time to time, under the orange-red flame, on the ground, the young man's body lay lifeless.

Feng Zixuan yelled again, but there was still no response, his heart was seized by a huge panic, as if something beyond his control had happened.

He walked forward and stood beside the young man, his figure cast a shadow across the young man, until now, Feng Zixuan was still expecting that the young man would stand up by himself and say that I scare you.

Feng Zixuan bent down, and put his palm on the side of the young man's neck, under the cool skin, there was no pulse.

Feng Zixuan couldn't stand anymore, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", hugged the young man's upper body, brushed the dust off his face with trembling palms: "A Liu, don't scare me..."