Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Tang Cen could no longer remember how many times he had been abused by this beast.

He didn't understand why a person with no background, no sect, and even the standard practice of practicing "The Second National Set of Spiritual Qi Gymnastics: The Times Are Calling" would blow himself up in so many ways.

Lying on the bed in the dormitory, no, this is a renovated storage room. If Beiliang was not in the north, Tang Cen would have been beaten to pieces by the cockroaches who could shake the knife.

Turning over and looking at the mottled wall, Tang Cen's eyes were full of solemnity and contemplation. He let the moonlight outside the window fall on the ground, but he still didn't close his eyes, but kept thinking, thinking about how he should defeat this person.

Zhou Li.

It has been twelve days since school started, and it is also the twelfth day since Tang Cen and Zhou Li became roommates.

At the same time, eleven days ago, they entered the class taught by General Huang Dingjun himself with the same excellent results.

Everything for this pair of enemies started from that night.

Recalling that unusual night, Tang Cen's handsome face began to deform on the pillow.

Imaginary and ill-fated snakes.

After applying the medicine to his crotch, Zhou Li came out of the toilet and said to Tang Cen with a fake smile:

"Brother, have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

Tang Cen tried hard to act like a normal person, preparing for the fatal blow. He sat by the bed, holding a medical book, and said calmly, "What about you?"

"Good."

Zhou Li nodded and slowly sat down on the bedside, "I was applying medicine just now."

Tang Cen paused for a moment as he turned the pages of the book, then continued calmly, "What medicine?"

“Sunflower oil.”

Zhou Li took the elementary school math book that he used to swat flies and flipped through it meticulously. "What about you?"

"I didn't apply any medicine."

Leaning against the bed, Tang Cen said calmly: "My name is Tang Cen."

"It's not good not to apply medicine. Don't hide your illness and go to the doctor."

Zhou Li flipped the pillow casually and said with a smile: "My name is Zhou Li, Zhou means surname Zhou, and Li means fire."

"Tang from the Tang Dynasty, Cen from Master Cen."

He nodded, which was considered as an introduction of himself.

There was a faint atmosphere in the air, which was like the silent words between two people who had a tacit understanding. The room was not big, with two beds, two tables, two cabinets, and two motionless people.

"I don't quite understand the rules of the Imperial Academy."

Zhou Li said.

"I don't understand either."

Tang Cen flipped through the book in his hand.

"But I know one."

Looking up, Tang Cen's eyes flashed with curiosity, "What?"

"As long as no one is killed."

Zhou Li said calmly. He put down the book in his hand and repeated, "Okay."

The moment this word fell, Tang Cen smashed Zhou Li in the face with the short stick that he had hidden in his hand.

Zhou Li kicked the short stick away with his prepared toes. His eyes flashed and he threw the scroll in his hand directly at Tang Cen's chest.

Ding ding.

Two metallic collision sounds.

They simultaneously turned their eyes to the two bladeless flying knives that fell to the ground, and Zhou Li and Tang Cen showed surprise and mutual respect on their faces. Yes, he is an opponent.

The two sat on the bed facing each other, with only less than half a meter between them. In such a narrow space, the two tacitly agreed not to make any shouting sounds.

Then, they worked together.

First, a cluster of poisonous mist fell beside Zhou Li. He tried to dodge the poison, but his hands did not stop moving. Zhou Li bent down and threw out two iron lumps, which fell on Tang Cen's side.

Crooked?
No.

correct.

At the moment when the iron lump hit the wall, Zhou Li closed the long line connected to the iron lump with both hands and pulled it back violently. In an instant, the two iron lumps were "pulled" directly behind Tang Cen.

She turned sideways and barely brushed past the iron lump. Just as Tang Cen was about to use her best hidden weapon, Zhou Li's hidden weapon also came.

Taking a step back, Zhou Li looked extremely calm as he watched half a bag of lime powder pouring out from the ceiling above Tang Cen's head.

when?
Tang Cen, who was bathed in lime, was suddenly horrified.

He had set a trap for my head from the beginning?

Is he sick?

Obviously, Tang Cen didn't know that Zhou Li entered school half a day early just to add a layer of insurance for his "roommate" to prevent the other party from violating his fair dormitory slavery relationship.

Now, that layer of insurance comes into play.

After being bathed in lime, Tang Cen instantly lost most of his fighting power. But he did not give up. On the contrary, he prepared a sure-kill trick to deal with this shameless person.

As long as the opponent is careless, the soft elastic sword that Tang Cen has been hiding at her waist will be activated by her spiritual energy, and then chopped at Zhou Li's calf. This will not hurt his life, but can make him lose consciousness in a short time.

Then, he discovered something terrible.

Zhou Li didn't move.

He did not take advantage of Tang Cen's eyes being blinded by lime to let his guard down, nor did he go straight forward to kill Tang Cen.

He stood up silently, walked to the toilet nearby, and pulled out a mop stained with an unknown liquid.

Lying on the bed, Tang Cen's mind was still filled with the humiliation of that night, which made him bite the quilt uncontrollably, with tears falling from his eyes.

This is an exaggeration, because as the young master of the Tang Sect, Tang Cen firmly believes in shedding blood but not tears. Although the slave-like roommate relationship he signed with Zhou Li, which was a humiliating and humiliating agreement, made his future bleak, Zhou Li still gave him a chance.

"Three chances. As long as you can convince me, we will swap identities."

Tang Cen firmly believed that sooner or later he would be able to surpass this loser and become his master.

Until the trial of Huang Dingjun Jijiu.

That day, Zhou Li truly showed Tang Cen what "you are not qualified" meant.

You can be a genius, but Zhou Li is the weirdest genius among geniuses.

Since then, Tang Cen has developed a competitive mindset. Or rather, he has rarely seen a peer who interests him like this.

Then he was shocked to find that this man named Zhou Li was so omnipotent that it was a bit outrageous.

In terms of medicine, Tang Cen and Zhou Li were equally matched. Although Tang Cen was slightly better than Zhou Li in terms of poison theory, the fact that the young master of the Tang Sect could not make up for the huge gap was a huge blow to Tang Cen.

In terms of spiritual energy, Zhou Li and Tang Cen are on par with each other, but in the use of spiritual methods, Zhou Li is inexplicably stronger than Tang Cen, and even stronger than most of the people in the elite class.

These are not the most important ones. In fact, Zhou Li’s strongest points are two.

First, it is actual combat.

Second, it’s smart.

In the practical class, Tang Cen challenged Zhou Li more than once, but failed without exception. Tang Cen was amazed by the opponent's meticulousness and calm personality. Many times, Tang Cen doubted whether this boy named Zhou Li was really a young man.

but···
Thinking of this, Tang Cen felt the steady breathing behind him, and his eyes showed solemnity and ruthlessness.

The third chance, you lose! (End of this chapter)