I'm really not a fool

Seeing Xiang Yan turn around and go back to his rest area with a gloomy face.

Wang Zheng didn't seem to be affected, and the old god continued to watch the remaining games.

Because they are all classmates of the magic university, they all know each other, so there is no temptation to fight, and the game is to go all out, and the fight is extremely intense.

The other three winners were soon decided.

It seems that the referee also knows that the current fight is fierce, both physical strength and aura consume a lot, so he gave everyone an extra hour of rest.

It can only be said that it is worthy of a private exchange competition, as long as the principals of the two parties have no opinions, the game time will be changed, which is quite arbitrary.

After receiving the referee's notice, Wang Zheng squinted his eyes, looked at the sun that was already hanging above the clouds, stood up leisurely, patted the dust on his clothes and was about to go to dinner.

Seeing Wang Zheng's movements, the people around him looked at it, and even the rest area of the Demon Capital University opposite became nervous, afraid that Wang Zheng would go over to find trouble.

And Xiang Yan sat alone in the corner, and smiled defiantly at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng didn't look at him, smiled very kindly, and then said to Wu Huan: "Let's go, let's go to dinner, Xiaoman is not here today, I invite you to go to the second floor to have a spiritual energy dinner."

Although Wu Huan was a little depressed after losing the game, he seemed to be a little worried when he looked at Wang Zheng's appearance, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay, I saw your face ugly before."

Wang Zheng seemed to be a little surprised, rubbed his face, and then said with a smile: "Yes, I didn't find it myself, it's okay, it's okay, let's go, it's more than an hour, eat, starve to death, and only when you're full can you have the strength to compete."

Seeing that Wang Zheng seemed to have nothing to do, Wu Huan didn't say much, just nodded silently.

Wang Zheng glanced at Mei Yiqi, who was still in a coma, and sighed in his heart.

"I wanted to treat you to dinner, but you haven't woken up until now, so you don't have a chance."

Then Wang Zheng did not hesitate at all, and strode out of the training ground directly, and went straight to the cafeteria.

When Wang Zheng walked away, the whispers of his classmates came from behind him, Wu Huan glanced at them, and then quickly chased after them.

With a gust of breeze, words such as revenge, provocation, injury, and pressure came vaguely from behind him.

Wang Zheng walked fast in front, shaking his head, and he didn't know if he heard it.

......

When the two of them sat down on the second floor of the cafeteria, looking at the dishes made with aura ingredients on the table, Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

He still has a lot of credits, and he was also rewarded by the teachers of various subjects for his excellent classroom performance in the previous class, which is quite enough.

Don't look at Wang Zheng sleeping in class on weekdays, and he doesn't listen carefully and looks like a hanger.

However, in the minds of teachers of various subjects, he is still an excellent student with excellent character and academic strength.

So naturally, his credits are slightly more than those of other freshmen.

Wang Zheng was eating with his mouth full of oil, and at the same time he beckoned Wu Huan: "Eat, eat quickly, eat quickly, otherwise I will finish eating in a while."

Wu Huan was no longer polite when he heard Wang Zheng's greeting, and took a big gulp.

"Hiccup~~~~"

Wang Zheng smoothed his stomach, burped, and let out a long breath.

"Ah~ It's comfortable, I haven't eaten so much in a long time."

Seeing that Wang Zheng had finished eating, Wu Huan also stopped his chopsticks.

Then he comforted in a low voice: "You don't have to take the words of your classmates to heart, I believe that Mei will not blame you."

Wang Zheng waved his hand and replied with a pretended heroic smile: "How can I care about the idea of a group of waste, my anger has nothing to do with Mei Yiqi, it's just just to look at the unhappiness of the cigarette."

Wu Huan saw that Wang Zheng was still stiff-mouthed, and didn't say anything more.

She was not good at words, let alone comforting, but silently took out a hard candy from her pocket and handed it over.

A trace of emotion flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes, his eyes narrowed, he took it, peeled off the sugar coating and threw it directly into his mouth, and chewed it in a big gulp.

"I just ate too much meat and got a little tired, this sugar is really timely."

Wu Huan looked at the time, and then said, "Then let's go, just go over and digest it, and when we get to the place, the time will be about the same."

"Good!"

Wang Zheng stood up suddenly, two A-level sledgehammers suddenly appeared in his hands, and then laughed and said:

"I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to squeak, in this acre of three-point land in Jingnan, it is the dragon who has to coil me, the tiger has to lie down for me, and dare to blow up the hair with me, the sledgehammer in my hand does not recognize people!"