Chen Zhong naturally didn't want to stay there and wasted the rest of the time, so he returned to the dormitory to practice the Lei Jue Formation.

Thanks to the small array platform in the dormitory, Chen Zhong was able to simulate the power of the spiritual array on a small scale.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhong thought of the palace master Ni Hengxiu. He said in the notice that he would show up, but in the past few days, only Xu Xiaodao and a few sat on it to watch.

The handsome old man in the official photo of Tianyan Palace has never appeared, which made Chen Zhong feel relieved and nervous.

"Freshman Conference...he should appear."

Chen Zhong stood up, packed up the formation platform, then sat cross-legged, pinched out his hand gestures, and absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Daju jumped on his thigh skillfully and lie on his side to fall asleep.

Even though he cannot make a breakthrough now, it does not prevent him from accumulating spiritual power and mastering the control level of spiritual power. Only after he accumulates strength can he walk as fast as he can.

Bang bang!

"Who?" Chen Zhong was alert.

"I." A female voice came from outside the door.

Chen Zhong was puzzled, why did she come?

After opening the door, Wu Feifei's wet hair was casually draped behind her back, without makeup on her face, and a bit of charming spring breeze between her eyebrows and eyes.

Apparently I just took a shower.

"I heard from Wang Taiping that you are in the dormitory, so I found it." Wu Feifei pointed to the room, "Can I come in?"

Chen Zhong smiled and quietly put the "Thunder Array" on the table into the storage bracelet.

"sure."

Meow Meow Meow!

As soon as Wu Feifei sat down, Daju jumped into her arms and rubbed her big head.

When Wu Feifei saw Daju, she changed her face.

With a full face of doting and gentleness, Daju was unceremonious and a slap in a blink of an eye.

Daju was so happy that she hesitated, her body stretched straight, and finally she collapsed and her feet were so weak that she was facing the sky.

emmm

Chen Zhong was a little suspicious that Daju didn't drink Mengpo soup in her previous life, and she always liked to stuff her head into the indescribable canyon!

"Do you like cats?" Chen Zhong asked. This devil vine doesn't seem to be very devilish. At least it can be seen that her rigorous training is for the sake of the students.

"Well, I have a lot of cats at home, too." Wu Feifei lifted her long hair behind her ears, and then looked at Chen Zhong seriously, "I'm here to find you for some serious matters."

Chen Zhong poured her a glass of water while observing his expression.

He was judging whether Wu Feifei was lying or whether her purpose was simple.

Several second-grade spiritual arrays in the room can be activated at any time. Once Wu Feifei is malicious, she can be surrounded in an instant and create a chance for herself to escape.

As for that cup of water, it did not poison or put any strange medicines. How could a gentleman like Chen Zhong... be possible?

"I'm looking for you to talk about your next game." Wu Feifei organized the language and said softly.

Chen Zhong sat obediently, Wu Feifei said, and he nodded.

"You are lucky, but the next game may not be able to pass by luck alone. I think you are very clear about this, so the teacher wants to say that if you really lose, give up. Although I am a competitive person, I cannot ignore the safety of the students. If you meet a playboy like the two brothers of the Lei family, you will give up directly and don't have to consider any class honors."

Wu Feifei said a lot, and she didn't have the style of the devil vine. She was simply the closest sister of her neighbor.

But Chen Zhong heard the helplessness. She was very conflicted and wanted to achieve results but was worried about the students.

However, the level of Class 8 can only be considered medium, neither outstanding nor backward, and it is difficult to be as good as her wishes.

"The freshman competition is not a big deal. What you will hit in the future should be the monster list. There are 99 positions on the list. As long as you squeeze in, you can receive a large amount of cultivation supplies every month."

"Every grade has a ranking list, which can also be impacted. The higher the ranking, the better the treatment."

Wu Feifei stretched, "It's too late for me to give you a small meal now. I just remind you not to be impulsive in the competition and not to hurt the foundation."

Chen Zhong turned his eyes away and coughed, "I know, I will act steadily."

Wu Feifei stretched her waist and Chen Zhong found that it was empty-handed!

"I'm leaving, don't feel psychologically stressed, just do your best."

The door was closed, and Daju was reluctant to leave until she was stunned by Chen Zhong's slap.

Hu...hu...sand...

The snoring of the big orange and the friction of writing.

The spiritual martial artist at the ninth level of the spiritual body realm no longer needs sleep. He can absorb spiritual power to replenish his body's consumption at night.

Chen Zhong didn't sleep, but instead sorted out the trivial matters from beginning to end. The people he met and what happened were like an outline of a novel, listing them all, finding out the neglected details one by one.

"well!"

He fell to the floor tiredly, and Chen Zhong found that he had been a little retrograde recently.

In just one month, it caused so many troubles.

"Do you want to consider skipping school and traveling far away?"

Chen Zhong glanced out the window and the first ray of sunshine in the morning was pouring in.

After a long time, he said to himself, "There will be disputes and disputes wherever he escapes. When did I start to choose to escape? Chen Zhong, Chen Zhong, don't turn the cautious and go astray, and make it a vulgar life!"

What you should face must be faced after all, come on!

At this moment, Chen Zhong realized that the path of the strong is essential to all kinds of hardships. He was unwilling to give up and turned over!

Face fear!

One hour later.

Chen Zhong stood on the ring, and Lei Liyun was grinning across the opposite side.

Unfortunately, I matched the Lei family genius who ranked fourth in the prediction list.

The audience was filled with relief. Chen Zhong’s lucky son’s hat was finally taken off. The key was that he could get some blood back this time.

After Chen Zhong calmed down, he still planned to jump down by himself the moment the other party took action.

The rule of not admitting defeat at the beginning is really painful!

"Oh!"

Lei Liyun had two swords hanging around his waist, looking at the unarmed Chen Zhong, "Although I look down on you, a waste who picks up cheaply, in order to avoid someone saying that I am unfair..."

He quickly took down a long sword and threw it at Chen Zhong, "Let's go!"

It was thrown over with the scabbard.

Chen Zhong saw this and felt a little relieved.

He didn't want it, but if he ignored the long sword and let it fall to the ground, Lei Liyun would inevitably feel that he looked down on him and would not take the sword.

If you catch it, admit defeat, Lei Liyun can only regard himself as a passerby who is indifferent.

If you don’t take it, kill it, and then admit defeat, the nature will be different. It feels like slapping people in the face. Lei Liyun’s petty little heart will definitely cause trouble for himself!

He reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife steadily.

Click!

Um?

Under Chen Zhong's horrified gaze, the scabbard was inertia and actually left on its own, flew out of the field, and the blade was unsheathed.

What? It's so loose?

No prompt sound... Lucky!

Not lucky enough to take more than five seconds.

"Ding--"

"Feeling hostility triggers "100% Empty-handed Blade"!"

It's over... Twenty percent trigger rate, isn't this probability enough to be kept until the life-and-death showdown?

Sure enough, I can be called the lucky son during this period.

Chen Zhong didn't even have time to throw away the long sword.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lei Liyun, who was proudly independent the previous second, suddenly stepped apart and ran to Chen Zhong at a speed of 100 meters.

Kneel down, stretched out his hands, and clamped the blade tightly.

Silent...

Lei Liyun???

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing!

Click!

Chen Zhong, who had recovered from his senses, quickly threw down the long sword, and with casualness and freedom, he left with everyone's silence.

"I admit defeat!" He left a sentence.

In the auditorium where there were fewer students, Huo Shan stood up from the ground with a bruised knee.
Chapter completed!