Binding

Shen Zhuo and Mo Congshuo were challenged.

When two people finished a class in their own academy, they were challenged by two different people at the same time.

Shen Zhuo's reaction was: "Just fight, it's not like you haven't fought before, and you're still going to fight so formally? Are you okay? How about taking some medicine first?"

Mo Congshuo's reaction was: "Why? Did I offend you?"

Standing in front of Shen Zhuo, Fan Ling said: "Of course it must be formal. This time, it's not me and you fighting one-on-one. We also need to add our respective guides and spiritual bodies, four against four."

Xu Jujiao, who was standing in front of Mo Congshuo, said: "In a sense, it can be regarded as an offense. Before you were bound, apart from the seniors who rarely returned to school, my husband and I were the most compatible in the whole school. 90.00%. We'd love to see what a difference of [-]% actually means."

The degree of compatibility of a pair of lovers can be measured by an instrument, using specific numbers to measure the matching degree of two people from body to spirit and possibly soul, but 100% compatibility is an exception, because when using instruments to measure, 100% fit and binding The two are judged to be the same person, and a person cannot show data in the instrument for the matching situation of the two.

Just like a person's left hand and right hand are pressed on the two measuring plates of the same instrument, the instrument will not tell you how much your left and right hands match, it will only keep prompting: Please put the other hand on the measuring plate Above, this instrument must be used by two persons.

In other words, for a pair that is 100% compatible, it is impossible to measure their matching value at all. Scientific and technological instruments cannot measure it, and the magic plan is also unfeasible.It can only be speculated logically: since they are all counted as one person, then of course they are a perfect fit and must be [-]% numerically.

After Shen Zhuo and Mo Congshuo met to exchange information, Shen Zhuo said: "It seems that I have heard that Fan Ling is jealous that I have bound a high-compatibility guide, but I always thought it was a rumor, after all, he has bound a sentinel , how could it be possible to care about other people's binding guides? No matter how noble a nobleman is, that means not binding, and there are not many people who choose to unbind after binding? Untie it?"

"Even if it is possible, it is very difficult, and there are very few people who choose to do so. When I was in the Earl's Mansion, I heard that someone was accidentally bound, and then cried and shouted to untie it. There are not many people who have a high degree of fit. Yes, not to mention ninety, there are very few people over sixty, and most of those clamoring to be untied will eventually endure it." Mo Congshuo first responded to Shen Zhuo's curiosity , and then said, "Today is the first time I know that Xu Jujiao is hostile to me, or has a competitive mind. I didn't know each other before, but I just know that there is such a person." I only know because of the small number of people in the School of Magic. of.

When Mo Congshuo entered the school, Xu Jujiao was already in the third grade—and he is still in the third grade—although both belong to elementary school, there is still a gap between the grades, not to mention the number of courses that Mo Congshuo has exploded. For the extra training without slowing down Shen Zhuo, he didn't have much time to expand his communication. That is to say, it would be enough to get familiar with the same grade and the same department. That's right, senior sister is exempt, it's not his hobby.

"Our disadvantages are, first, they are both in the third grade, and they have been in the third grade for many years." Shen Zhuo said, "Second, they have known each other many times longer than us, and they will probably be more skilled in cooperating And our advantage is, first, our thoughts communicate more smoothly than theirs, in theory; second, their mental bodies are herbivores, both of them."

"But they are not small in size." Mo Congshuo interrupted, "Huankan can be trampled to death by any of them."

[I can scratch them blind. ] Huankan is dissatisfied.

"Hey, your function is not there." Shen Zhuo stroked the kitten's head, and then gave it a paw.

"The milk cat's claws are very sharp." Shen Zhuo stretched out his bleeding hand in front of Mo Congshuo, asking the owner of the milk cat to take responsibility.

[I'm just small, not a milk cat, I've grown up long ago. ] Huankan rubbed his scratching paw on the big black fur.

"I know, your growth rate is the same as that of Shuo Shuo. Of course I know that Shuo Shuo has grown up long ago. She was already an adult for a long time on the day I was wiped out by me for the first time. Otherwise, how could I say anything?" Shen Zhuo recollected. shape.

Mo Congshuo, who was supporting his injured hand, paused, and wrapped his healed hand into a water polo.

"..." Shen Zhuo withdrew his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then shook it by his side, the water wrapped in his hand also swayed back and forth, and could be thrown out into a beautiful ramen, but as soon as the hand stopped, the water would disappear It returns to its position quickly, and it can't fall off the ground and it can't be disconnected.Shen Zhuo used his safe left hand to wipe the water on his right hand, but half of the water was removed from his left hand, and both hands were wrapped round and round.

Shen Zhuo stared blankly at the two hands for a while, and then drove the water away with the element of thunder.

"It's all a prank." Mo Congshuo also looked at Shen Zhuo's hand, "Recently, I have a lot of inspiration. If it weren't for the poor practicality, I would have thought that my water system had made a qualitative breakthrough. But think about it carefully. , probably just too big a brain hole."

"It's hard to say," Shen Zhuo commented, "This kind of little trick may indeed be flashy, but in some cases it can have miraculous effects. The key is how to use it. We haven't been to death for a long time, and we need to actually test it."

"First of all, we have to ask for leave," Mo Congshuo said.

Classes are scheduled, and there are no weekends for a whole school year, which is inhumane.

"You can wait for the festival. It's the Unification Day soon, isn't it?" Si Kou rejected Mo Congshuo's application for leave.

Isn't it too difficult to ask for leave in this school?Mo Congshuo suddenly felt as sad as Le Jue.

"But there are only three days off on Reunification Day." Mo Congshuo struggled.

"You just go to warm your hands, what else do you want to practice? You rush directly to the junction of the middle circle and the inner circle, and retreat after the injury does not affect the bottom line of the activity. One day is enough."

Mo Congshuo wondered if this was irony.

"No," Si Kou said, "I'm telling you the irony, I'm afraid you'll be so stupid as to do it, and then I'll be charged with instigating. The fact is, you haven't reached the point where you need a lot of actual combat. Look at your own situation."

...This time it must be a mockery.

On the other hand, Shen Zhuo easily got the leave approval from Liang Cen.

Dean Liang said: "You have been staying in a tepid place like Yucheng for a long time. You have to suppress depression because you can't hold back mania due to ADHD. Come at intervals. You can rest in Yucheng for a week, and go on weekends when you rest. Whether it's dead or going to the training ground, you can decide for yourself. I think I can expect your judgment to be above the standard line, not the kind of crap like Lejue?"

"It's not that you just met Le Jue, why are you so resentful? It's a bit of a price drop." Shen Zhuo complained that his dean has never been pressured, and everyone in the Sword Master Academy has this kind of courage—anyway, the dean will not Comparing with them, in other places, there is no such thing as casually playing with eighth-level professionals, so you must seize the opportunity to enjoy it.

Liang Cen snorted, "It's because I've known him for a long time that I have to mourn for his ten-year IQ arrears. The stigma of being a sword master is due to him."

Well... Shen Zhuo doesn't quite agree with it. Taking himself as proof, sword masters are actually not low in IQ, but except for Wu Kun's mutant variety, they are generally more willing to use hands than brains, so it doesn't really matter what IQ is. Anyway, no need means no, so it is really quite brainless.

"You're quite proud, aren't you?" Liang Cen sneered.

"I have Shuoshuo brainstorming for me." Shen Zhuo said that he was really proud, and it felt really good to beat the eighth-level swordsman in a certain way.

After returning to the dormitory, Shen Zhuo and Mo Congshuo felt the deep malice from the school as soon as they exchanged information on the approval of leave.

"That is to say, I am not suitable for actual combat now, but you need it very much." Mo Congshuo understood.

Shen Zhuo only felt: "This is the jealousy of a single dog, Liang Cen just doesn't like us."

"Approving leave is not restricting movement," Mo Congshuo said conscientiously, "If you don't want to leave me, you can act alone. If you really want to attribute this difference to jealousy, the director's non-approval will restrict me to The two schools in Imperial Capital and Yucheng are more similar."

"...So the spring of Lao Liang has arrived? Congratulations to him." Shen Zhuo said.

"...If Dean Si really decided to follow Dean Liang, why should he be jealous of us? As soon as he opened his mouth, Dean Liang didn't immediately follow him to get the certificate? Since Dean Si is jealous, it should be his own feelings There are obstacles, such as not being able to ask for it." Mo Congshuo said.

"So Lao Liang was pried into the corner of the wall? That's really congratulations to the teachers and students of the school. There are shocking gossips to read. I don't know who the head of the department has a crush on, and whether he can withstand the violence of the eighth-level swordsman. The director of the department must not be an incompetent person, right? It will definitely set off an evenly matched flying sand and rocks."

Mo Congshuo was silent.

Shen Zhuo smiled.

With so much brainstorming, the two of them are quite boring.Mo Congshuo thought to himself, and if this nonsense gets out, they should really consider whether they can withstand the violence of an eighth-level swordsman—perhaps with the cold violence of a seventh-level magician.

In any case, such things as absenteeism are explicitly prohibited in Imperial Capital School, and violators are severely punished. Naturally, Mo Congshuo will not try the law by himself, so Shen Zhuo, who got the leave approval, is too lazy to move. Anyway, even if it needs actual combat, it is not bad. A year and a half.Students in the imperial capital have always been accused by the outside world of lacking a sense of urgency for survival, and Shen Zhuo feels that this accusation is completely acceptable.Even if he is despised by Liang Cen as "no-promise", he doesn't consider acting alone.

——By the way, I can despise it back: some people want to do something worthless, but it's a pity that the director of the department didn't give him the chance.

When they finally got over the matter of whether they were allowed to leave or not, Shen Zhuo and the two of them remembered that they had forgotten about the two who wrote the challenge letter for several days.

"Is this the confidence of 100% fit?" Xu Jujiao, who came to remind them to join the battle on time, sneered.

No, it's just that I simply don't think it's important, so I don't care about it.Mo Congshuo thought, of course, this reason is not as good as blind self-confidence, so he just smiled.

"Then let's have a good look at it. It's 100% suitable. Don't lose the chain in the arena." Xu Jujiao said.