When others practice martial arts, I create the world

Chapter 90 Beating the senior on the first day

Accommodation area, practice room on the second floor.

Yang Chen used the first layer of the Blood Heaven Knife again and again, he had to be proficient in this process to increase his proficiency.

He has a very good talent, and for the simple "learning" item, he hardly encountered any bottlenecks and learned it directly.

But if you really want to use it freely, you still have to rely on your own efforts.

I don't know how long it took, but it was already dark outside.

Suddenly the combat communicator vibrated slightly, there was no sound, only a slight vibration.

This is the reminder method of incoming calls or text messages from the combat communicator. This is to prevent the sudden appearance of sound and danger when hunting in the wild.

"Is there any news about Gao Shou?" Yang Chen's heart moved, he stopped his cultivation, and checked the news.

The result disappointed him, because the news did not come from Gao Shou, but from the Academic Affairs Office:

[Student Yang Chen, please go to Room 07, Building 30, to pick up textbooks at 303:[-] tonight. 】

"Get the classroom?"

Yang Chen's heart moved: "That's good, I can learn university knowledge in advance. I don't know what universities in this world learn."

He glanced at the time and found that it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"It's still half an hour away? Is it a temporary decision, or is the style of Fengyun Academy just so vigorous and resolute?"

With a mutter in his heart, Yang Chen didn't neglect at all, he put down his saber and went out, without even having time to take a shower.

Because public places such as classrooms, cafeterias, and libraries are not allowed to enter with weapons, and the swords can only be kept at home.

Anyway, there is a second-level star blue alloy dagger in the small world, so there is nothing to worry about.

Fengyun Academy is huge.

Even if it's just the North Campus, it's still huge.

In addition, he was not very familiar with it, so Yang Chen was several minutes late before finding the eight teaching buildings.

Fortunately, when he arrived, the classroom was not full, and many students were late like him.

Yang Chen originally wanted to sit in the back, but what made him helpless was that all the seats in the back were filled, only the first row was completely empty.

He had to sit down in the first row.

Just as he entered the classroom, a group of people came in from outside with thick stacks of books and put them on the podium.

After those people got down and sat down, a young man who didn't know whether it was a teacher or a senior came in from the outside, went to the back of the podium, and checked the number of textbooks.

During this period, Yang Chen observed this classroom, and found that it was quite big, almost as big as the multimedia classroom of the university in his previous life, and could seat hundreds of people.

In fact, this classroom is also a multimedia classroom. The floor is more than five meters high and very empty.

"Are these all students from the same class? There are quite a lot." Yang Chen counted a little, and found that there were hundreds of people in the class.

At this moment, those people were either looking around like him, or gathered together and chatting quietly.

At this time, the young man on the podium glanced at Yang Chen, and said, "Student, please help me get two advanced mathematics books from the warehouse next door, thank you."

"Ok."

Yang Chen got up and left the classroom, found the so-called warehouse, saw someone inside, and asked, "Where are the advanced mathematics textbooks?"

"Over there..." A student from the Student Union pointed to a location.

"Thank you." Yang Chen walked over, looked at the target, took two books and left.

Soon, he returned to the classroom, put down the two books, and returned to his seat.

As a result, the young man on the podium spoke again: "No, there is still one book short, please trouble that classmate to make another trip."

Yang Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, didn't say much, went there again, and took back a book of advanced mathematics.

But this time he had just sat down, when the young man on the podium slapped his head: "It's still missing one, my brain. Classmate, please take another one."

Yang Chen frowned slightly, a little impatient, but he endured it, and went to get another one.

Soon, he took the textbook back, put it on the podium, returned to his seat and sat down.

But at this time, the young man said again: "Student, why don't you take a few more copies? It's still missing one. If you took a few more copies before, you don't have to go a few more times. You can take the extra ones back. .Please make another trip.”

The other students in the classroom laughed slightly. At this time, even a fool could see that the young man on the podium was targeting Yang Chen.

Yang Chen's face became gloomy on the spot, he sat motionless in his seat, and asked expressionlessly: "Are you a teacher?"

"I'm a sophomore senior, can't the senior ask you to do something?" The young man glanced at Yang Chen as if.

"Yes." Yang Chen stood up with a sneer, and walked directly towards the young man on the podium.

"Then hurry up and get the books, can you afford to take responsibility for wasting the time of your juniors?" the young man said coldly, his pertinence was very obvious, and there was even a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Yang Chen came to stand in front of the podium, looked at the young man, and suddenly punched him in the face without warning.

With a "boom", the opponent flew straight out.

"Of course I can, but you can't play me as a fool!" Yang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Wow..."

There was noise in the classroom.

Many stood up abruptly.

Everyone looked at Yang Chen in disbelief, this guy actually beat up the senior?

Moreover, the sophomore senior didn't seem to react at all.

"You..." The sophomore youth screamed, hit the wall and slid down, and then rushed towards Yang Chen: "You did it first..."

"That's right, I did it first!"

Yang Chen's figure flashed and easily bypassed the young man's attack, came to the opponent's left side, and punched the opponent's waist.

The young man flew out screaming again.

"I'm sure I haven't seen you before today. I'm curious how I messed with you, making you treat me like a fool on the first day we met?"

Yang Chen was already in a bad mood because he was attacked by the Grandmaster of the Freedom Martial Arts Hall, at this moment he charged forward with a cold face, kicking him with big feet.

"Shh..."

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, a big hand grabbed Yang Chen's ankle, and with a light shake, Yang Chen was thrown flying more than ten meters away.

Yang Chen's face changed drastically, he took seven or eight steps back after landing, and stopped when he hit the table below.

When he took a closer look, he saw that the person blocking him turned out to be a middle-aged man, and he was wearing glasses.

Yang Chen's complexion changed, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "Teacher, please make the decision for me. This senior is somehow targeting me and treating me like a fool."

The sophomore young man managed to get up, his expression changed when he saw the person coming, and he hurriedly saluted: "Teacher He..."

"Go out." The middle-aged teacher said lightly.

"Yes." The sophomore didn't dare to say anything, and left in a hurry.

The middle-aged teacher, on the other hand, clapped the communicator with his fingers behind his back, and sent a text message: "Check what happened to the sophomore who walked out of my class."

After sending the message, the middle-aged teacher stared at Yang Chen with interest.

From his eyes, he can tell at a glance that Yang Chen's vitality value will not exceed [-], or even less.

But the sophomore student who was abused by Yang Chen before was the warrior Yae.

This made him very interested.

What interests him the most is that Yang Chen, in his opinion, is just an ordinary person with great power, and he has never cultivated at all.

Yang Chen felt the sense of peeping again, as if his whole body was seen through.

But at the next moment, an invisible force extended from the small world of Dantian, shielding the small world itself, but not blocking his aura.

With a sinking heart, Yang Chen hurriedly said: "Hello, teacher, I know a teacher named Mo Qingtian, and I have a good relationship with Teacher Mo Qingtian..."

(End of this chapter)