What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 102 The Daily Life of a Male College Student!
"Fuck, who the hell are you, no, are you a fucking human?"

Zhou Feiheng's face flushed from drinking was full of disbelief.

It's not his fault either.

He himself is a peerless genius that has been rarely seen in the entire God's Martial Academy for decades.

Now he is easily surpassed by Li Mingyang.

This psychological gap...

Li Mingyang looked at the fine and narrow cracks cut by the sword energy in the distance with satisfaction, and then looked at his fingers.

"That's right, what Taibaixuan is... what a bad name, why is it so long and still such a middle schooler? What Taibaixuan's golden sword energy, ancient tree towering skill, Xuanming Zhenshuijue...is it a human name?"

Zhou Feiheng regained his composure, and said with a smile: "You're really right, it's really not a name given by a human being, but a name given by the God of War himself... What did you just say? It's long and middle school?"

Li Mingyang curled his lips and didn't take it seriously: "Do you think I won't make complaints about moving out of Lord Wushen? This can only mean that he was a middle school two when he was young... If I would not have such a bad name. "

"Do you dare to disrespect Lord Valkyrie?"

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Feiheng took another sip of wine, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I thought I was the only one who dared."

"..."

"but……"

He glanced at the cracks in the ground, and said to Li Mingyang: "Don't think that you are a monster because you have cultivated this Taibai Xuanjin Sword Qi to the peak. You can only say that you have comprehended it thoroughly and completed the cultivation. ;However, to make this supreme supernatural power truly perfect, you still need to absorb a large amount of Gengjin vitality."

Li Mingyang scratched his head: "Really? Someone finally pointed this out..."

"Someone has already pointed out that you don't change!"

"Apart from breathing in the vitality of the heavens and the earth and purifying it yourself with the Taibai Xuanjin Sword Qi Art, a better way is to absorb the gold yuan contained in the spirit stone and spirit iron..."

The two were talking when they saw several figures appearing in front of the palace gate.

Zhou Feiheng took a look and cursed: "Those worthless disciples are back!"

Li Mingyang saw a group of six people staggering in.

The six people saw Zhou Feiheng, then looked at Li Mingyang, and asked, "This is... the new junior brother?"

Zhou Feiheng interrupted: "What junior!"

The other person chuckled: "If you don't call me Shidi, can you call me Shiniang, Master?"

"Get out! Call Master!"

"Master... Master?!"

The six of them looked at Li Mingyang with bewildered expressions.

Li Mingyang sighed, waved his hands and said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he sees that I drink so much that he insists on worshiping me as his teacher, but in fact he is my coaching elder..."

"As for you... why don't you compromise and call me uncle!"

"I think the invincible junior uncle and the like are quite popular recently..."

six people:"……"

"Hurry up!" Zhou Feiheng said loudly.

"Yes, Master...Uncle Master."

"Junior brother...what's the name of uncle?"

"Li Mingyang."

"Fuck? Is that Li Mingyang?"

"Well, it should be me."

"Then why are you here?"

Li Mingyang scratched his head: "I became a disciple of Zhenwu, so of course I have to choose to teach the elders, so I came here."

"No, what I mean is... With your legendary aptitude, how could you choose someone like Master to be the teaching elder?"

Zhou Feiheng: "..."

Li Mingyang laughed out loud, these six nephews...brother, they are really interesting.

The leader coughed and said, "I'm Master's eldest disciple, named Liu Yan. These guys are Chen Bin, Jian Yao, Sun Qi, Zhou Peng, Gao Yang..."

Li Mingyang nodded.

Zhou Feiheng nodded in satisfaction: "From now on, everyone will be our own. Remember, drink together, drink together, and fight together. You can't lose face, Master, you know?"

"Master, your own attention is better than anything else!"

"..."

Liu Yan brought Li Mingyang to the Hall of Worry Relief. The place where the disciples stayed was like a big bunk with more than a dozen beds lined up, but it was spacious.

Li Mingyang took a look at the talent values ​​of several people, and sure enough, as Elder Chang Hao said, they were uneven. Liu Yan was the highest, reaching 444, while Zhou Peng, the lowest, was only 300.

That's right, this is the Academy of God's Martial Arts after all, and this talent value is really low.

And their realm is the same, the highest Liu Yan is already a sixth-rank warrior, while the lowest Zhou Peng is only a second-rank, not as good as himself who just came here.

However, the relationship between the people is very harmonious.

After Li Mingyang packed up, Liu Yan smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said to everyone: "To celebrate the arrival of Li Mingyang's junior brother, let's get drunk tonight!"

"it is good!"

Everyone suddenly agreed, took out the good wine they had treasured for a long time, put it on the table, pulled Li Mingyang up and started drinking.

Zhou Peng smiled maliciously: "Li Mingyang, just now I heard from Master that you drink well? As a junior, shouldn't you take turns to toast?"

Li Mingyang was drinking happily, and waved his hand proudly: "No problem!"

result……

After seven laps, everyone except Li Mingyang's eyes began to be in a trance.

"You... you boy, fine! You are indeed the person that even that old drunkard, Master, admires!"

With a plop, Zhou Peng lay down on the table and fell asleep soundly.

The others were also staggering and almost fell to the ground.

The boss Liu Yan saw that the situation was not good, and it would be too embarrassing for a senior brother to be poured out, so he couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's boring to drink like this, how about some brothers, let's punch?"

"that's right……"

Several people exchanged glances with each other and laughed.

Obviously, they already have a good understanding, and it is unknown how many people have been knocked down by this trick.

Li Mingyang scratched his head, wondering: "Fist, I've never played it before..."

"It's very simple, my brother will teach you, I guarantee you will learn it in a while!"

"OK then."

after awhile.

Plop, plop, plop...

The group of six was completely wiped out.

Early the next morning.

Liu Yan rubbed his eyes, his head was about to split, and he frowned tightly: "Who can tell me what happened last night?"

"Boss, it seems that we drank with Li Mingyang, and then...then there is no more."

"Oops!"

Zhou Peng, who finally woke up, yelled, startling everyone, and Li Mingyang also opened his eyes.

"Today is the start of class, we brothers can't be late anymore, otherwise we will have to fail this year!"

Li Mingyang: "...Why aren't you seniors who are several years older than me, and you still want to go to class with me?"

Zhou Peng scratched his head: "Didn't I fail last year?"

Gao Yang blushed: "I started the year before last..."

Sun Qi snorted: "I drank too much on the day of the exam, so..."

Jian Yao waved his hand: "I don't care about things like exams."

Chen Bin coughed: "It's all to accompany the brothers."

Liu Yan: "As an old man, I can't separate myself from the masses."

Li Mingyang: "...None of you co-authors passed the exam!"

The group hurriedly cleaned up, woke up from the hangover, and headed towards the teaching hall.

When they got to the door of the classroom, fortunately, the instructor hadn't called the roll yet. The group shouted a report, and hurried in to find a seat to sit down.

This class is an introduction to demonology.

The class was taught by a man who was wearing sunglasses and had a scar on his face, making him feel very cold.

"Zhou Peng, Introduction to Demonology, if you are one second late, 10 points will be deducted!"

"Ah? Teacher Lei, you can't do this! We obviously entered the classroom together!"

This ruthless man surnamed Lei pushed his sunglasses, snorted and said, "You are at the back. When that right foot stepped in, the bell for class had already rang. You were a full second late! On the battlefield Above all, one second late is the difference between life and death! Deducting you by 10 points is enough to give you face!"

"Ow!"

Zhou Peng let out a scream and wail.

Li Mingyang patted him on the shoulder: "My condolences brother, the days of deducting points will still be long..."

Zhou Peng: "..."

(End of this chapter)