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As a disciple of the new generation of interpretation and education, it can be said that Nezha never passed the culture class.There are many reasons for this, for example, the math class of Daoist Taiyi is also very bad. Hyundai is just a junior high school student.

As for whether this junior high school student will take the Olympiad math class after school, let's not talk about it; the neighbor's Yang Jian has already learned high school math by himself.All in all, Nezha was dumbfounded when faced with the real exam questions.

He looked at the exam questions given by Shi Ji with the mathematical skills of "one gets one, two gets four".

In this meaningless quarrel, Shiji's incense gradually burned to the bottom.

When the last wisp of smoke disappeared, Shi Ji smiled and said, "Nephew, hand in the paper."

Nezha was struggling for the last time, and he shouted to every candidate, "Give me another 5 minutes, and I can finish it!"

Shi Ji mercilessly took away Nezha's test paper. From a distance, it was full of writing, and he would get full marks. Up close, Shi Ji didn't know whether to give three points for writing.

She had never seen such ugly words.

Nezha moved to Shiji's side step by step, clutching Shiji's robe, and said with a flattering smile, "Master..."

Give it a passing grade!

This time, Daoist Taiyi had passed his temper with Nezha long ago, and the opponent was his own family. It was impossible to fight for real, and it was very likely that it was just a formality of the exam.Focus on the key points and take the exam.

Real Taiyi depends on Nezha's performance.

Shi Ji was holding the vermilion pen, unable to do anything, and seeing Nezha's pitiful expression, his heart softened, "That's all."

Nezha was overjoyed.Planning to take back the paper and destroy the corpse, Shi Ji put the paper away, "This time it doesn't count, let Yang Jian come up."

Nezha probed Shiji's boundaries, "This paper..."

Shi Ji, "Impossible."

She still wants to take it back to laugh at Taiyi Daoist.

I know that I will be scolded when I go back.Nezha went down crying, met Yang Jian before the battle, and told about the matter in the sky, adding an important sentence at the end, "Brother, help me get the paper back."

He didn't want to be imprisoned in a small black room by Daoist Taiyi.

Yang Jian didn't dare to promise, "How many exams have you taken?"

Nezha compared a number.

Yang Jian suddenly gasped, it's over, look at Nezha's score, it's probably the score obtained by drawing lots for one of the four choices.Thinking that Nezha is also a person who has read books, he actually chooses the answer by guessing fists. It is expected that what Shiji came up with must be a book from heaven.

Yang Jian, who has never passed the college entrance examination, was very worried, "I..."

Junior brother, why don't we forget it.

Nezha glared at Yang Jian, why would he be unlucky and Yang Jian would have nothing to do, he wanted Yang Jian and Shi Ji for a while.

The two of them talked to each other, and Jiang Ziya turned his head frequently, very curious about what the two nephews were discussing.The people below couldn't sit still anymore, the two armies were at war, sending a milk doll out was already a joke, and now they let two children quarrel, and they took the war for nothing.

Then someone said, "What a young hero, just an idiot."

Nezha and Yang Jian's eyes immediately turned cold, and they turned their heads to look at the bald head in the team.Nezha called, "Come out."

No one answered.

Nezha took off the Qiankun circle, "If you dare to do what you don't dare to be, what kind of a hero and a coward!"

As a result, four of them walked out of the team at once, one holding a pipa, one beaded umbrella, one with a whip, and one with a sword.They were very rude when they saw Nezha, and despised Nezha because of their height, and preemptively said, "Prime Minister, Shiji has practiced for thousands of years, and ordinary people can't compare to him."

Ordinary people: Nezha, Yang Jian.

The second of the four generals of the Mo family said, "Some people are afraid, but I am not afraid."

All the gold bricks in Nezha's hand came out, but Yang Jian pressed them down.Yang Jian asked with a smile, "Your Excellency looks down on us Wendou and wants to fight with Uncle Shiji?"

The second child sneered, "It's just a plaything."

What kind of literary battle, the battlefield is a place for children's play.

As the patron saints of the Western religion, the four generals of the Demon family must be able to fight. The four brothers have often been beaten by Asura. They have been beaten for thousands of years, and their skin has become thicker.This time Jin Chanzi joins Xiqi, they can be said to be like ducks in water, don't live a happy life.Unfortunately, everyone prefers to focus on the Ashura family.

Being good-looking is an advantage.

After Kong Xuan appeared, Guangmu surrendered on behalf of the Asura clan. The fourth general of the Demon Family saw that Kong Xuan's momentum was also withered, thinking that the four of them would never make it to the top, Kong Xuan suddenly stopped coming, and a Shiji.

Hi Shiji, I've never heard of this guy.The four generals of the Mo family are gearing up, feeling that their chance has come.

So there was a matter of mocking Nezha.

After taunting Nezha, he looked at Yang Jian beside him, and the second child said again, "I think this explanation is nothing more than that."

Now Jiang Ziya is upset, you Xixijiao is a part-time worker, and you are accepted for the sake of the saint Zhunti. It’s okay to eat free rice and not work all day, but you actually dissed your boss and got impatient.

You must know that the Western Scholar brought his family to Xiqi, although Ji Chang accepted them all with a smile on his face.Behind the scenes, a group of trash came to complain with Jiang Ziya.Because ordinary congregants basically don't work except for chanting scriptures and knocking on wooden fish to say good morning and good night to Zhunti.If it weren't for a group of middle-level congregants and Asura who had been exiled into the army, Ji Chang would really change his face.

Jiang Ziya deserves to be Jiang Ziya. He could bear to be scolded by others as a teacher, and he smiled kindly at the four generals of the Mo family, "The general doesn't know something. Tu Guang Chengzi once said that if a person is good at something, suppress his pride and make him unable to lift his head forever."

After Jiang Ziya said this, before waiting for the four generals of the Mo family to express their views, "Please, general."

If you want to fight, fine, I won't stop you.

The fourth general of the Mo family was sent to the battlefield by Jiang Ziya. The four of them faced Shi Ji with a murderous look, and it seemed that they wanted to make a killing with Shi Ji.Nezha and Yang Jian muttered, "Do you think Uncle Shiji will show mercy?"

Don't beat him to death, how will he take revenge then.

Yang Jian's attitude was ambiguous, "Hanging."

Because he didn't know whether it was Shi Ji or the four generals of the Mo family who were the best.

Just as I was talking about a few people moving on the field, the four generals of the Mo family were worthy of being from gang fights, and they would turn Shijiwei around as soon as they started, one played the pipa to harass, one attacked from the front, one attacked from the back, and the other came from time to time. Send cold arrows.Everyone will say after seeing it.

Too shameless.

It's fine to hit a woman, and four beat one. No wonder the two religions look down on the Western religion.

The faces of those Western congregants turned red and blue, wishing they could cover their faces.The four Mo family generals on the field were also very embarrassed. Although they played easily, they didn't even touch Shiji's sleeves.

Being played around by a woman, it spreads where the face of the four generals of their Demon Family will be put.For the sake of face and dignity, they fought hard!

Seeing that the four generals of the Mo family were attacking more and more ruthlessly, Shi Ji made a false move, retreated three feet away, pointed at the four generals of the Mo family, and cursed, "It's shameless to beat one of the four."

Everyone nodded.

The second child laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are the only one who lives and dies on the battlefield."

They are even more shameless if you lose them.

Shi Ji got angry, "Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind."

The second child shouted, "If you have any big moves, just release them."

Shi Ji put away the magic weapon, ran into the air crying, "Brother, they hit me."

At that moment, the sky was full of golden light, and an auspicious cloud appeared, densely packed with people. The head of the cloud, Duobao, held the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, with a calm expression, "Look down on Wendou?"

The Four Generals of the Demon Family: ...

Duobao asked again, "Is it an honor to fight four against one?"

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Duobao brushed off the dust on his clothes, and said casually, "Beat me to death."

The eyes of the disciples behind him all glowered, and they said in unison, "Yes."

Those who dare to bully Jiejiao will let you know why flowers are so popular today.

Seeing that the four generals of the Mo family were beaten to the point of bleeding, the Westerners were anxious, "I am going to be a disciple of the saint."

We are covered.

Duobao understood, "It's none of my business."

The congregation almost didn't come up. The leader of my family is a saint. Does the saint know it? It's a very awesome existence. There are only seven in the whole prehistoric world.

It was probably because the other party's face was too ugly, so Duobao told his juniors and sisters, "Let's fight together."

Afraid that his younger brother and younger sister would be merciless, Duobao said thoughtfully, "I have the Four Swords of Zhuxian."

If he was not killed, he was sent to the Zhuxian Sword Formation to be killed.

As the so-called fairy fights with little ghosts, seeing the situation Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong ran away with the army, the remaining disciples of Jiejiao unilaterally beat up the congregants of the Western Cult, while the other two disciples of Interpretation Cult watched harmoniously, squatting on the rocks with adoring faces. beside Ji, "Master Duobao is so powerful."

Shi Ji shared half of a melon, implying that they should keep their mouths shut.

At this time, Chi Jingzi and others came late, seeing that Jiejiao was cleaning up the Western Church and was about to leave in a low-key manner, but a sharp-eyed Western Church member saw him and shouted, "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

Chi Jingzi was shocked, and met the man's gaze, "Did you see me?"

The congregation said happily, "Fellow Taoist, save me."

Chi Jingzi was distraught, "Fellow Daoist, you should never have called me. Look at the disciples who have taught me thousands of tricks. We are only waiting for a few people. How can I rescue you from their hands."

The congregation was anxious, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to see death without saving? Your junior brother Jiang Ziya is the Prime Minister of Xiqi, and you and I are allies. How can there be no reason not to help an ally in trouble?"

Chi Jingzi nodded, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Fellow Daoist, what you say is reasonable. If someone knows that I am teaching and will not save you, it will be really chilling." , "So trouble fellow daoist to die."