Immortal Sovereign Striking Demons

It's been a week since ah Qi learned the popular magic. After a few days of training, ah Qi has been able to control the wind blade freely. Compared with fireball and purple thunder, the power of the wind blade is much stronger. Now he also has a powerful means of long-range confrontation.

Early in the morning, sleepy ah Qi came to the first floor of the villa with his schoolbag. He saw the familiar figure on the table. Obviously, he was the latest one.

"It's you who get up late again. Come and have dinner." Chen Yang put down his noodles and said solemnly.

"All right." Shaking his head and shaking off his drowsiness, ah Qi ran to the position and began to eat noodles.

"Suck slip" a, a bowl of noodles was a seven breath took most of, then he chewed noodles asked: "Chengdao how still not pass?"

"When you break through the realm, that vague feeling is the most important. Some people even get stuck for half a year. It's only half a month. It's not urgent." The edge strip in the biting fracture is explained by Chen Yang in detail.

"If the cold hasn't recovered, Chengdao is closed again. It's boring for me to go to school alone."

"I'm not human?" At this time, Wang Hua'er, who just filled a bowl of noodles, tilted his eyes.

"You are taking notes for Hanru every day. When you come back, you will tutor her. I'm bored to death."

Ah Qi Yi's face is bitter and cold, but she is still weak. Su Chengdao is closed, and even Tang Dou is in a breakthrough sleep period. For ah Qi's character, it's really boring.

"If you're bored, practice hard. If you're tired, study for a while. If you don't get an ideal result, I'll take care of you."

Chen Yang's words immediately softened ah Qi. Because of the Yinghuo incident, he missed class for two weeks, which certainly had a great influence on his grades. Chen Yang's "ideal grades" are not ordinary. In his opinion, the so-called ideal is to enter the top 100 of the year.

In the last exam, ah Qi was only one hundred and fifty. In the middle of this exam, it was like killing him. Until after breakfast, when ah Qi went out, he was as dejected as a zombie.

Twenty minutes later, in the sixth class of the seventh year, ah Qi leaned back on his seat and looked up. His painting style had become black and white.

"What's the matter, ah Qi?" Li Wenbo, who had just sat down, asked with doubts on his face.

Hearing the voice, ah Qi tilted his head slightly and asked with a look of dying: "Wenbo, is there any way to make me into the top 100 in the mid-term exam?"

"Top 100? I have no experience. " Scratching his head, Li Wenbo said with a bitter smile: "I'm thinking about how to get the first place."

Li Wenbo's words suddenly pierced ah Qi's heart like a sword. Originally, he was just about to die. Now, because of Li Wenbo's unintentional stimulation, he formally stepped into the coffin. At this time, ah Qi was lying unconscious on the table, and his soul could be seen floating on his head.

"What if he doesn't make the top 100?" Li Wenbo pushed ah Qi with a bitter smile. When he found that it was useless, he had to turn to Wang Hua'er.

"He may not have any pocket money until Chinese New Year."

"So miserable?"

"What else can make him look like this?" Wang Hua'er shrugged her shoulders and continued to preview the text. Except for Li Wenbo, she is the best in her class now.

After getting the answer, Li Wenbo gave a bitter smile again. After comforting ah Qi again, he had no choice but to pack up his books and prepare for class.

"Lingling ~"

in the evening, the bell rings after class, and the seventh grade students come home from school one after another.

Su Chengdao is in seclusion. At this time, ah Qi doesn't have to wait for him to finish school. They pack up their schoolbags and go out of the classroom. However, ah Qi's black-and-white painting style and out of the body appearance obviously didn't recover.

"It's like a big blow, Hua'er." Looking at ah Qi's half dead appearance, Li Wenbo was helpless.

"Can not be big? Originally, the hope of entering is very slim. A few days ago, I missed class for another two weeks, and I have already declared the death penalty." Wang Hua'er said with a smile.

"It's so pitiful. Why is Mr. Chen so strict with you? You practitioners are not all focused on cultivation, and the second is learning."

"Shifu said that we should cultivate our cultural quality to a level that is worthy of the realm. That's why we are so strict with ah Qi. In fact, it's not difficult to be in the top 100."

When talking, Wang Hua'er's face is very calm, but ah Qi in front of him seems to be more hurt after hearing it. The original black-and-white painting style is now completely turned into a sketch. When he turns his head, Wang Hua'er and Li Wenbo are shocked. Where is ah Qi who is not afraid of nothing?

"Or shall we help him?" Looking at ah Qi's tragedy, Li Wenbo couldn't bear it and proposed.

"How can I help you?"

"Tutoring."

"No way. If he had been willing to learn, he would have listened well when I explained the notes to Han Ru." Wang Hua'er immediately vetoed, remembering that when she explained to Han Ru, ah Qi would rather concentrate on cultivation than listen to it. There was a trace of resentment in her heart."Miss Chen won't tutor you?"

"Master, in order to exercise our self-control, has long stopped tutoring us. Now everything depends on us, unless we really don't understand, we can ask him." Wang Hua'er said.

"Well, no wonder ah Qi is so lost."

"I want to help him, but he doesn't want to learn from me." Wang Hua'er shrugged his shoulders and said he could do nothing.

"Why don't I try it for him?"

Seeing that Wang Hua'er didn't object, Li Wenbo sent a message to his family, indicating that he would go back later, and then followed the half dead ah Qi back to the villa.

All the way, ah Qi was in a muddle until Li Wenbo came into the house with him. After the other party wanted to tutor him, he recovered his color in a rare way.

Half an hour later, Li Wenbo carefully decomposed a topic for ah Qi and stopped for a while.

"It's strange that you want to learn, so why don't you listen to Hua Er's lecture?" Putting down his pen, Li Wenbo asked suspiciously.

Ah Qi didn't answer Li Wenbo. He just turned his head too far and put his head in front of him. He opened his hair and revealed a big bag inside.

"Did Hua'er knock it?"

Looking at ah Qi nodding his head, Li Wenbo immediately realized that he had seen ah Qi being knocked in the classroom, but the sound of "Dong" rang through the whole classroom, which made him hard to forget.

With ah Qi's coaxing character, it's absolutely cheap to tutor with Han Ru, and it's normal to be knocked.

After thinking about the reason, Li Wenbo shook his head and continued to talk to ah Qi.