Abandoned Master's Cultivation

"I believe what you say, I'm just a bat!" Zhong Zhenzhen was confused as she spoke. She kept turning her head to look outside the residential area, and the road was dark. There was not a single person on it.

Then, he looked at Jiang Wuchen, her entire body was clean, without any traces of a fight.

Zhong Zhenzhen could not help but sigh secretly. The uncle must have kneeled down to Lee Yovdu, if not, why would he not even have a speck of dirt on him? This couldn't be blamed on him, those brawny men were all from the Mermaid bar, they were all from the society, each one was carved like a dragon or a tiger, their entire bodies were muscular, they were definitely not people Uncle could deal with.

In that situation, it was within common sense to put up with the humiliation for the time being and live on in secret. However … Sigh, in the end, he still lacked some manliness and bloodlust.

Forget it. Since there's nothing else, let's go." Zhong Zhenzhen pushed the electric car and turned around, not even glancing at Jiang Wuchen. In his heart, he thought of Jiang Wuchen as a hypocrite, a coward, a coward, and a dirty, lecherous old man.

When the two of them returned home, LEE Lee was still sitting in the living room. Seeing Jiang Wuchen return, he immediately stood up and greeted him politely, at the same time he had a surprised look on his face.

She was just as surprised as Zhong Zhenzhen that Jiang Wuchen was not injured at all.

Jiang Wuchen nodded at her slightly, then returned to his room, took out a big gunny sack and went out onto the roof.

After he left, LEE Lee could not help but say, "Zhenzhen, uncle … Did you give Lee Yovdu money? "

Zhong Zhenzhen was upset, "Oh my god, he is even cleaner than I am. Forget it, he is not the same as us. I would rather die standing up than live kneeling down. He … Sigh, don't mention him anymore. "

"Oh." LEE Lee thought for a while, "Zhenzhen, do I still need to look for things on the forums?"

"Forget it, even Lee Yovdu knows that it's us, we can't finish this thing. Be more honest in the next two days, hurry back home with me or go back to your own house, don't f * cking run around, if you get caught by those people, be careful of your strength!" Zhong Zhenzhen threatened her.

"..."

On the roof, Jiang Wuchen lit up a medicine furnace. The fire was blazing and the water in the furnace was beginning to boil. Dozens of different medicinal ingredients were orderly placed behind the furnace.

Following that, he activated the martial arts flame and began to burn it alternately.

Two hours later, Jiang Wuchen poured the thick and delicate medicinal soup into a glass container that he prepared beforehand, "I never thought that it would be this little, the quality is not high yet, the spirit of the medicinal ingredients have dropped too much."

Jiang Wuchen refined a Body Tempering Liquid that could strengthen his muscles and bones, this medicine strengthened his body through baptism, in a short period of time, the effect was not as obvious as using a Pill, but after time, the effect was self-evident.

With a wave of his hand, all the medicinal ingredients in his bag had been stewed into a thick medicinal liquid. It was already midnight.

In the next few days, Jiang Wuchen devoted all of his energy into learning. His foundation was not solid enough, but his soul power was extraordinary.

He even borrowed Zhong Zhenzhen's textbook from junior high school. Every day, after arriving at the classroom, he would sit at the corner alone for a whole day. When he returned home at night, he would study diligently, at around one to two o'clock in the morning.

Until Friday, when Jiang Wuchen closed the last geography textbook and took a deep breath.

In these five days, he had thoroughly studied all the knowledge he had in junior high and senior high. In terms of knowledge, he had basically mastered it.

At this moment, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, the time for the physical education lesson.

Nowadays, the school attached great importance to the all-round development of the virtuous and intelligent body. Even the third year students could not give up physical training for the sake of studying.

All the students, whether they like it or not, go to the gym class.

Jiang Wuchen also followed them to the sports field. After finishing all the preparations, he ran a few laps, and then the boys went to play football in the green fields. The girls either watched him or took a walk.

"The annual autumn football match will start in half a month's time. Our third year has a total of twenty-four classes. Our twelfth class definitely cannot be the last in the competition!" The only athletic student in the class who was also a member of the sports committee, Pei Soong said loudly.

Fei Loong said bitterly: "Our class only has a total of twenty boys. Other than those who are physically weak, those who can go on stage will be able to gather enough people. I think this year is about the same as previous years."

Pei Soong firmly said, "No, all the boys need to be prepared to go on stage this year! Damn, Jiang Wuchen... What are you doing? Didn't hear me. "

Jiang Wuchen was about to leave, but did not expect that Pei Soong would see it, and stopped in his tracks, "Go back and read."

"Look at this, are you a member of the class? Do you have a sense of collective honor? Is it a man? " Pei Soong said loudly.

Hei Dan said sinisterly: "Brother Song, let him go, he is just a complete bookworm. If we don't let him read the books, he will die, and he will take the entrance exams to a first-rate university in the future. After all, for people like him, taking the university entrance exams is the only way out, do you think that he will have the same sense of collective honor as you? Hot as you? Like you, even if you don't study, can you still graduate and enter a family business? "

Hei Dan spoke in a weird tone, seemingly belittling Pei Soong, but his tone was filled with praise and envy, and instead, ridicule and ridicule Jiang Wuchen.

Zhong Zhenzhen said from the side: "Forget it, he can't do this. How about this, you guys might not be able to handle this year, but your grandaunt will be the substitute. No matter what, your grandaunt is also known as the female disciple of Violet Middle School."

Pei Soong hooted: "Did you see that! Even girls like Zhenzhen can't stand watching on anymore. You bunch of weak bastards, after staying in the Haichuan for three years, could it be that you can't even win a single round? "

A thin boy with glasses, who was only 1.6 meters tall, said, "We have to win this year! "If you win this competition, I will sponsor every single one of them into the competition."

"My god, the Young Master Zheng is generous, do you all see that?" Pei Soong said loudly.

Young Master Zheng shouted, "Since I was young, my dream has always been to be a gatekeeper. I just want to know if you can fulfill my dream before I graduate from high school …"

"F * ck …" Forget it, X doesn't want it. " Fei Loong grinned.

The Young Master Zheng was not even 1.6 meters tall. If he were to guard the door, he might as well give the door to the other party.

Pei Soong said: "Fei Loong, what nonsense are you spouting? Young Master Zheng can be a substitute, a substitute doorman!"

"Substitute." The bespectacled Young Master Zheng stroked his bald head due to the excessive amount of male hormones, and pointed at Jiang Wuchen: "Jiang Wuchen, it's a waste of your height of 1.8 meters, I despise you!"

Jiang Wuchen laughed bitterly, "In my life, I, Jiang Wuchen, have been despised by tens of thousands of people.

"Damn, you're saying I'm a retard?" Young Master Zheng was immediately enraged.

Class 12 was still in the midst of an intense argument. From afar, Tang Wenru and two other girls were walking over on the plastic runway.