[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

It's been a few days since school started, and it can be seen that Yang Jing was not likable before, and he had almost no friends at school, and it was because of Zong Yan's relationship that he talked with him before, and now Zong Yan kicked him , Those people stopped talking to him.

To be honest, Yang Jing couldn't be happier with this, but because he changed the environment, he couldn't find an opportunity to upgrade, and he couldn't even collect herbs. His level stayed at level six, and he couldn't move. , he threatened and lured the system, but he just stopped issuing tasks, saying that the opportunity did not come.

However, "Yang Jing" had previously applied for a major in chemistry, which made Yang Jing want to vomit blood now. Various chemical formulas and symbols seemed to be woven into a tune by his ears, singing "sleep, sleep" repeatedly. ".

Five days since the start of school, Yang Jing skipped seven or eight classes. On this day, he was awakened from his dream by the hoarse shout of the teacher on stage again. He covered his mouth and yawned, and slipped quietly through the back door.

Yang Jing didn't want to go back to the dormitory, so he wandered around the campus aimlessly. The system knew that he had been in a bad mood, and he had become honest these days, and he didn't come out for leisure anymore.

The sun at noon was warm on his body, and the drowsiness that had been frightened away by the teacher's yell seemed to be coming back slowly. Yang Jing's mind was dull, and he turned around, planning to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Just when his eyelids were drooping and his steps were sloppy, Yang Jing suddenly felt that he was hit by something. His body didn't feel the slightest pain, but it was as if a mixer had been put into his head, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. The noise of the sky, a nausea rising from the stomach.

The system suddenly raised its voice: "You are being attacked."

The word attack is like a red cloth flaunting in front of a bull. Yang Jing shook his heart and bit his tongue hard. The pain spread, but it also made him concentrate. It was full, but then, he noticed that the "mana" was empty.

After taking a small blue pill quickly, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and he returned to his normal sharpness. Yang Jing didn't stand up immediately, but squatted down halfway, with his head lowered, and his palms resting on the ground.

When he was practicing spells against Zhang Qi before, he also had a situation where his mana was completely empty. It was uncomfortable at that time, but it was not like before, where he almost lost consciousness.

The system understood Yang Jing's thoughts, and quickly explained for him: "You consume a trickle when you cast spells. You were attacked violently just now, and your spells dropped to the lowest level all at once. Of course it's different."

Yang Jing didn't speak, but observed secretly by bowing his head. Although it was class time, many skipped class like him, walking in twos and threes to the dormitory or to the cafeteria. The passing students saw Yang Jing suddenly Squatting down, most of them stopped to watch, but no one came forward to help.

At this moment, Yang Jing noticed that someone was approaching him, and soon, a shadow covered him, in front of him was a pair of khaki men's casual shoes, black leather pants tightly wrapped around his slender legs, on top, There was a series of joyful laughter: "Eldest young master, just like you, you have the nerve to pester Zong Yan? You can't even resist my mental attack, how could Zong Yan fall in love with you? I advise you to get away as far as possible." No matter how far away, don't think about him in the future."

Yang Jing felt his temples throbbing, and before he could say another word, he suddenly burst into flames, pushed his right hand, stood up, and rushed towards the person in front of him, he had no time to look at the face of the person in front of him , can only feel a thin body under the arm, Yang Jing sneered silently, with such a small body, dare to provoke?

The man was very confident in his attack. He really didn't expect that Yang Jing still had the strength. He was so surprised that he lost the opportunity and forgot to resist. When he came back to his senses, he was thrown and his head hit the ground heavily. , the dust flew up, and there was a thud, he was completely stunned, and couldn't feel anything outside for more than ten seconds.

Yang Jing rode on that man, raised his fist and hit his face violently, punched him on the nose several times, blood gushed out, Yang Jing's right fist was covered with blood, and he was beaten to the full soon Facial.

The system reminded sharply: "You are using spells, Wushuang Wuji, Wushuang Wuji!"

Yang Jing was burning with anger, how could he care about so much, coupled with the system screaming loudly in his mind, it was even more angry, without thinking, he opened his mouth and cursed: "Wu Shuang, you are paralyzed."

After beating for almost half a minute, the man below came back to his senses, endured the pain and attacked Yang Jing again. Yang Jing felt that his "mana" was emptied again, and felt uncomfortable, and his hands loosened, but he knew what to do What happened, he took a small blue medicine immediately after, and it took only two or three seconds, it was not enough for the opponent to push away. hit.

The man was completely stunned, startled and frightened in his heart, and didn't dare to try again. While struggling, he couldn't help crying out in pain.

When Yang Jing was fighting, he didn't say a word, only his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his jaw was tense.

He paused, and was about to swing his fist for the last time, but his fist was held in mid-air. Yang Jing felt like an iron clamp was clamping his hand. Only then did he realize that there was someone standing beside him, thinking it was The person at the bottom is an accomplice, without even thinking about it, kicked his right foot, twisted and stood up with his strength, and brushed his left hand along the opponent's hair according to his feeling, but was grabbed by the opponent again.

Yang Jing raised his head, his eyes were red, and he saw that the other party was a tall man, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a long time.

At this moment, the system screamed: "Ah, ah, male god, my male god has appeared!"

The sound of the system was deliberately manipulated and exaggerated. Yang Jing felt discouraged when he heard it. He calmed down a little bit and let out a long breath. What does a person with two fists look like?

The first thing Yang Jing noticed was that he was wearing a suit, and he was out of tune with other people on campus. Then he saw that he had a mature appearance, and he should be around 27 or [-] years old. This man had great strength, and he could not shake Yang Jing's fist , I thought he would be a rough and tough guy, but he turned out to be a lean man. The man's two crooked eyebrows were frowned at this moment, and his star-like eyes were full of disapproval.

The man shouted angrily: "Do you want to beat him to death?"

Yang Jing didn't like being subdued. He knew he couldn't break free, so he didn't waste his energy. He directly lifted his foot, kicked the man's crotch with a kick.

The man reacted very quickly, let go of Yang Jing suddenly, leaned back, and knocked on Yang Jing's leg with his hands, restraining his attack.

Yang Jing only felt pain in his lower leg, and half of his leg was numb and unconscious.

The system voice was proud: "You can't beat my male god."

Yang Jing stared at him with staring eyes: "Do you want to meddle in your own business?"

The man frowned, with some anger on his face, his tone became more serious, and he asked again: "Do you want to kill him?"

Yang Jing turned his head and looked at the faceless man who was beaten on the ground, feeling happy in his heart, and said with a subterranean smile: "J8 deserves it!"

The man's head trembled suddenly, and he looked at Yang Jing in surprise.

Anyway, the fight was fun, and Yang Jing didn't really want to kill anyone, and he didn't need to ask anything at all. The evil pen on the ground had already indicated his intention in a few words just now. He turned around to leave, and the system suddenly yelled lewdly: "Mistress Mistress, take up the task quickly!"

In view of the excitement in his voice, Yang Jing didn't feel the joy of suddenly getting the task, nor did he rush to take it, but asked cautiously: "What task?"

The system is wobbly, and the voice is a little low: "Inquire, inquire about my male god's preference."

"..." Yang Jing really wanted to smack him to death. Before, he was determined not to release the mission even though he said it, but now he released such a fucking mission so easily.

Knowing that Yang Jing was not happy, the system coquettishly offered a temptation: "The rewards are rich, Darling, as long as you know what he likes, you will have [-] experience points and [-] silver coins!"

Yang Jing gritted his teeth, the richer the reward, the more angry he was.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Jing turned back to face the man. He was sweating all over his head and wiped it with his hand. The back of Yang Jing's hand was already stained with blood. With one swipe, several blood marks were drawn on the face, which looked very hideous.

Yang Jing forced a smile, and said straight to the point: "Brother, I think you are quite handsome, can you tell me what type you like?"

Even just now, the man was not so angry. After listening to Yang Jing's words, he frowned, his face was gloomy, and he immediately said unceremoniously: "I like gentle, gentle, considerate and reserved people. I am definitely not like you." .”

With a sound of ding dong, the system indicated that the task was completed, and Yang Jing was rewarded and directly promoted to level seven. This was the easiest task he had ever done, and it took less than a minute. But he was in a delicate mood at this time, so he didn't bother with the man. means something.

The system deliberately softened its voice, and called Yang Jing's name for the first time: "Yang Jing, do you think I am gentle?"

"You're such a slutty type."

The system began to cry, and kept saying, "You don't understand me, it's because you don't understand me."

After completing the task, Yang Jing turned his face away and left without looking at the man again.

The man looked at Yang Jing's back, his eyebrows seemed to be knotted, and he said to himself: "Zhang Qi's wife has taken a fancy to me, what should I do?"