When he left the cafeteria, Xia Lin was completely hopeless. He felt that he had become a poor laborer who signed a contract with a black-hearted boss in ancient times. From then on, he would live an endless life of oppression and exploitation.

It wasn't until he came to the actual combat training area and looked at the bustling group of vigorous youths waiting for class that he raised his spirit a little bit.

This class is a martial arts combat class, and the instructor is still Yan Xishi.

The actual combat class has always been the most popular class in the military academy. The number of students gathered here is more than double that of yesterday. Xia Lin took a cursory glance, and most of them were new faces that he had never seen before. Serut and his The group of younger brothers also mixed in the crowd.

Seeing Xia Lin's appearance, Serut's small group was in a commotion, causing people around to look sideways.

Seeing that they were nervous, Xia Lin raised her hand in greeting.

This action caused an uproar on the other side. The group didn't know what to say, Serut hesitated for a moment, and walked straight towards them.

He stood still in front of Xia Lin, his ears were red, he clenched his fists, and said with determination: "Xia, Xia Lin, can you teach me mecha fighting?"

Xia Lin's expression suddenly became a little strange, he coughed twice, "You are already very strong, and you are also impeccable in combat skills. Next, your strength can only be improved through actual combat accumulation and your own comprehension. Can't teach you anything."

"No, I, I'm not strong at all." Serut didn't know what was going on, his face was flushed, and his words were a little awkward, "People around me will only praise me, I have been sitting on the sky, thinking that I am really good, until I saw you fighting with...you yesterday, I realized that my proud talent and strength are not worth mentioning at all..."

He clenched his fists tighter and tighter, "If a blind and arrogant person like me really goes to the battlefield, he will only drag others down and cannot protect the empire at all..." At this point, he raised his face and said loudly , "I don't want to go on like this! I really want to get your advice, classmate Xia Lin, and I can pay any price, please don't dislike me!"

After speaking, Sairut bowed vigorously to Xia Lin. Judging from his red ears and neck, such a movement obviously made him feel very embarrassed, but he did not hesitate at all when he bent down, with a look of Xia Lin. Lin did not agree to his momentum of not giving up.

"..." Serut's attitude really surprised Xia Lin.

What's the matter with this kid?Yesterday when he was fighting, he was still ruthless and ruthless, and he would not give up until he was killed. Why did his temperament change drastically today, as if he was a different person?

Could it be that he was really cast a psychological shadow by himself?That's not a good thing.

After yesterday's battle, Xia Lin has already regarded Serut as the future star of hope for the empire, so naturally he cannot ignore his dangerous situation now.Although Serut kept saying that he wanted to learn from him, Xia Lin knew very well that what he said was just to find a sustenance to keep him from falling, but the string of pride in the young man's heart had been completely broken.

A genius can be properly humble, but he must not lose his pride, otherwise he will only gradually become mediocre.

Xia Lin thought for a while and said: "I should go to the mecha training room every day in the next few nights. You can come here if you want. We can exchange ideas a few more times. I don't guarantee that I can teach you anything. It depends on what you can do. How much have you learned?"

Serut was ecstatic when he heard the words, as if he had completed a major achievement, and his steps became light and light when he walked back.As soon as he returned to his original position, a group of younger brothers chirped and surrounded him. He clenched his fists and waved his arms excitedly, and the younger brothers next to him also made a booing sound.

Looking at the group of noisy teenagers, Xia Lin couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Sure enough, they are all a group of children, their emotions are simple and straightforward. This is probably youth, right?

He was sighing, but he was suddenly attacked from behind. He turned his head vigorously, and as expected, he saw Atres stretching out an index finger and pestering him behind his back.

……here we go again!Is it over? !

Atres seemed a little unhappy, "Why do you treat him so well? Obviously I am your friend."

Xia Lin's eyelids twitched, did this person forget how he came to be a friend?How dare you come here to defend your rights? ? !

He gave him a sideways look, "Have you never had friends?"

This sentence successfully made Atres fall into deep thought. He carefully counted how many friends he had, and quickly came up with the answer: "No."

really!I knew it was impossible for such a person to have friends!

"You may not understand a lot if you haven't made friends. Let me tell you now—" Xia Lin began to brainwash Atres, "First of all, even if you are a friend, you are not qualified to dictate another person's affairs. For example, I You can't interfere with whom you treat, who I talk to, and what I do."

"Also, everyone has their own privacy. Even friends, it's best to keep a certain distance and space. So you are not allowed to be curious about my body, let alone ask questions."

"Finally, friends will never poke back and forth, let alone touch. Except when fighting, all physical contact is prohibited!"

After finishing what he wanted to say, Xia Lin stared into Atreis' eyes, "Have you heard all the above clearly?"

"Is this the rule of being friends?" Atreus frowned.

"That's right, that's it." Xia Lin's eyes sparkled fiercely, "For the sake of making friends for the first time, I forgive you for what happened before. But if you can't do it later, our friend But there is no need to do it!"

Atres lowered his eyes as if he was weighing something. When he entered the state of thinking, he subconsciously emitted that dangerous aura that made people feel chills down his spine, but Xia Lin was completely desensitized to it, all because the surrounding air conditioner was broken .

"Okay." In the end Atres nodded, but his expression was still a little unwilling, "Why did you agree to fight him just now, you haven't fought me yet."

When he said this, Atres' tone was very cold, but his twisted faces were as aggrieved as small animals.

Do we have to fight over this kind of thing?Xia Lin was startled, "Then I'll finish beating you before beating him?"

"……it is good!"

Atres finally let him go with satisfaction, but Xia Lin fell into a myth. The times are really different. He can no longer understand the young people nowadays. Why are they scrambling to beat each other?

"Dinglingling——" At this moment, the class bell finally rang.

With the melodious ringing of the bell, Yan Xishi led dozens of staff members into the training ground. Each staff member pushed a small cart with cages filled with living people.

The noisy crowd immediately quieted down. The teenagers stood upright, but their eyes turned to the rows of cages involuntarily, their eyes full of speculation and curiosity.

Yan Xishi looked around, his eyes swept over the immature faces of the teenagers, and paused for two seconds when they fell on the faces of Xia Lin and Atres, then retracted his eyes, looked straight ahead, and said slowly: "I'm glad to see such Many people have come to participate in this actual combat class, and today our class has only one content, that is - killing people!"

The author has something to say: successfully published a new chapter at 12:1, and will continue to update tomorrow Saturday night!I hope it won’t be delayed so late like today~Σ°△°|||︴

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