I rely on you all to cultivate

Chapter 8

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Xu Ling suspected that the system was trying to mess with his mentality on purpose. As soon as he refused, the dog sent a task. Now he changed his mind and slapped himself in the face.

But there is no way, attributes are hard to earn and shit is hard to eat, and you can't make irrational decisions because of temporary likes and dislikes.

Xu Ling put his hand on his forehead, then changed his tone and said, "School belle? I... I just like school belle, time and place."

Luo Zhixing over there had a teasing smile in his tone: "Aren't you going to take your sister to the hospital?"

Xu Ling didn't change his face: "What sister? I don't understand."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Luo Zhixing smiled for a while, "At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, wait at the gate of the school, there will be a car to pick you up."

"That's so embarrassing, I can just take a taxi by myself."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "... I can't get to my house by taxi."

"Okay." Xu Ling blushed, remembering that Luo Zhixing was a very rich man in this world, and he couldn't imagine the life of a rich man at all.

The phone hangs up.

"Xiaoyu, come on, let's play again..."

Before Xu Ling finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong chill. He swallowed his saliva, and turned his head to see his sister's gloomy little face.

"School belle, right?"

"Uh……"

"What sister, don't you understand?"

"No, Yu, listen to my explanation."

"Xu Ling, you actually treat your own sister as a tool!! I will fight with you!!"

Xu Xiaoyu grabbed the cushions on the sofa and gave Xu Ling a hard hammer. She didn't dare to do it. With her force index of 0.92, she might beat her brother to death.

However, she didn't expect that Xu Ling's power index had reached 0.7 now, and it was almost purely based on physical fitness. If he fought with real swords and guns, it would be hard to say who would win.

After all, the reason why the comprehensive force index has the word comprehensive is because it will be affected by many factors.

But there is a generally accepted rule. In the early stage, the stronger fighters are more powerful. Because the stronger the physique, the stronger the strength, the faster the speed, and the more resistant to beatings. It is the most advantageous in the early stage when the means of attack are scarce.

Although Xu Xiaoyu is 0.2 taller than Xu Ling, her physique is not as good as her brother's, and she hasn't learned any martial arts skills, so indicators like strength and mental strength can't play much role at all.

Of course, the brother and sister are only two years apart, and they grew up together, so there is no relationship, and I am afraid that it is impossible to really fight in this life.

Under Xu Ling's deliberate release of water, the brutal unilateral beating lasted for a full 10 minutes, and it didn't stop until Xu's father and Xu's mother entered the door.

That night, Xu Ling tossed and turned in bed.

"Ning Qingshuang's poisonous tongue, she can praise me for being a ghost..."

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.

Xu Ling got up and found that Xu's mother was preparing breakfast, her younger sister was sitting at the table sleepily, and Xu's father was probably still catching up on sleep.

He knew in his heart that this father is a standard knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, usually strict, but in fact he has a lot of feelings for his son and daughter in his heart. Recently, he often comes home late. I am afraid that he deliberately stayed in the company to work overtime, trying to complete more KPIs.

He sighed secretly, thinking that he must get the money quickly so that his father, who had already grown gray hair at the temples, would not be so tired anymore.

Mama Xu came over with steamed buns and eggs and put them down, and said naggingly: "Xiao Ling, Zhixing and their family have a big business. When you go, you must not take things from others casually, so that friends can stay together for a long time."

"That's for sure, you can't believe your son."

"Eat quickly." Xu Ma smiled and patted him on the head.

Luo Zhixing and Xu Ling have been at the same table for more than a year, and have been to the house several times. Xu's mother naturally recognizes and understands the weight of Qingrong and Luo's four characters. His son is not worthy to associate with the other party, but he often tells him that he will not be rewarded for his merits.

Xu Ling is very satisfied with the original self in this world, that is, although the "self" used to hang hairs, but he did have the backbone of their Xu family, and he would never be a licking dog because of Luo Zhixing's background.

After breakfast, an accident happened. Xu's mother accidentally sprained her foot while putting away the dishes. My sister quickly helped her to check the situation on the sofa, while Xu Ling cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor.

After some inspections, Xu Ma's pain subsided for the most part. After confirming that there was no serious problem, Xu Ling went out, but at this time there were only ten minutes left before eight o'clock. Take a taxi once.

Since there is no satellite positioning or online car-hailing in this world, he can only go to the street to hail a taxi after a long absence. Fortunately, he got an empty car as soon as he went to the street.

"Where is the boy going?"

"One Middle School."

"Oh, No. [-] Middle School is a martial arts school, and classes are still held on Saturdays." The uncle driver stepped on the gas pedal, and the car started suddenly, making the doors and windows rattle.

Xu Ling grabbed the handle above the window calmly: "No, I'll just go there and wait for someone."

"Oh, young man, are you a martial artist?"

Xu Ling thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he admitted it.

Unexpectedly, the driver immediately became interested: "My boy will graduate from junior high school next year, hey, I wonder if he can be selected by the martial arts school, does he smoke?"

Xu Ling waved his hand.

"Oh, yes, you warriors shouldn't be able to smoke, it's not good for your cultivation, right?"

"That's not..."

"Oh, that's right, young man, tell me about the selection process."

"It's just a small test during the high school entrance examination."

Xu Ling searched in his memory. His cognition was forcibly loaded by the system, and it was not as smooth as his own memory. When he needed it, he had to search for it like searching for information.

"Oh yes, the official has scanned it with an instrument powered by Yimojing. If you are qualified, the martial arts school will naturally notify you to sign up. Of course, it is okay to refuse."

"Who would refuse such a good thing? I have a buddy who was just like me, a bad driver. His two boys, twins, were all selected by the martial arts school. They graduated a few years ago. Guess what? Quit doing it, went home to enjoy the blessings, changed the house and car, that was a nourishment."

The driver's chatterbox was opened and he couldn't stop it. Fortunately, the journey was not far away, and it took only a few minutes to reach the destination.

"Little brother, you don't have a few dollars. You told me about the high school entrance examination, and you won't be charged for the bus fare."

Xu Ling thought it was quite interesting, even if he had not yet graduated and became a formal martial artist, this status had already revealed a small advantage, but he still insisted on giving the money, after all, he was just talking about it.

After getting out of the car, I looked up and saw five people standing at the school gate. The leader was naturally Luo Zhixing, who was smiling and waving to this side. Standing beside him was a tall and slender man wearing a peaked cap. The thin jacket and jeans stuck to the two slender legs made many passing girls look sideways at her, but she was also a girl.

There were three other people on the side, and Xu Ling glanced at them.

Good guy, there are only five people in No. 1.5 Middle School with a power index over [-], and they are all here.

(End of this chapter)