My Talent Is Really Average

As soon as Liu Chuan stepped into this thatched cottage, he saw Wang Meng standing in front of him.

"Mengzi, where have you been recently?" Liu Chuan was immediately overjoyed when he saw Wang Meng. He hadn't heard from Wang Meng for too long.

Wang Meng looked at Liu Chuan and said with a weird look: "Where have I been recently? Haven't we all been going to school recently? Why? Sleeping sleepy?"

"You obviously..."

Just as Yanagawa tried to refute, he heard a familiar ringtone.

"Okay, okay, don't say anything, class is over."

When Wang Meng heard the ringtone, he immediately interrupted Liu Chuan, and took him to sit down with him.

Liu Chuan suddenly felt confused, as if he had forgotten something and what happened.

Liu Chuan turned his head and looked around, and found that it was those familiar classmates, the familiar classroom.

"Should I be in that thatched hut?"

Yanagawa felt a little wrong.

"What thatched hut, you are still stupid." Wang Meng said by the side.

At this time, old man Li, the head teacher, walked in.

"Classmates, in this class, the physical education teacher is sick. We are in math class. Let's review the knowledge of lower trigonometric functions first. This knowledge is very important..."

The whole class wailed for a while.

"Mathematics? Trigonometric functions?" Yanagawa was psychedelic. Shouldn't he talk about the advancement of martial artists and the basic application of weapons.

At this time, Wang Meng realized that Liu Chuan was still in a trance, he immediately patted Liu Chuan, and said: "Chuanzi, what's wrong, you can't sleep in Old Man Li's class if you want to go to bed, you don't want to die, haven't you woken up yet? "

wake? go to bed?

Is my previous experience a dream of mine.

Oh, it turned out to be just a dream.

"It's okay, I was a little confused when I first woke up." Liu Chuan patted his face, feeling a lot more awake.

A lesson passed quickly, and Yana Chuan also stumbled into the fact that he had only dreamed of a dream.

"Go, I'm a little hungry, go buy some potato chips to eat, go, I'll treat you." Wang Meng said to Liuchuan.

After speaking, it was the same as before, pulling Yanagawa and walking towards the shop.

Liu Chuan only felt that the memory of his previous practice was slowly blurring, and he was interrupted by Wang Meng just as he wanted to try to see if his vitality could work.

"Hey, Chuan, it's not long before the college entrance examination time, why are you still not ready to confess?" Wang Meng said humbly.

"Confession? Who am I to confess?" Liu Chuan suddenly felt that Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

"Lin Sisi, others don't know, don't I know you yet?"

Wang Meng has a face, don't I understand your expression yet.

Liu Chuan categorically denied: "Lin Sisi? What a joke, I don't know her at all."

"Oh, I'm still shy, why are you so embarrassed?" Wang Meng grabbed Liu Chuan's shoulders with a look of unbelief.

Yanagawa helplessly explained, "Really no, I don't have this idea at all now."

"Really?"

"No."

......

After finally coping with Wang Meng, Liu Chuan completely forgot the things that needed to run vitality, and even the memory of vitality tactics began to blur.

Time flies by day by day, Liu Chuan and Wang Meng still go to school together and go home together every day as before, leading an ordinary and boring senior year life.

At home, he was the only one, and Liu Chuan's unreliable father still did not come back.

Slowly, Yanagawa began to accept reality.

He was still that ordinary senior in high school, without traversing, without system, but having a very long and real dream, although he can't remember that ‘dream’ coming.

"No, no, no, no, system, yes, I have a system!" Liu Chuan finally remembered something.

At this time, he was walking home with Wang Meng, and Liu Chuan felt the existence of the system in his mind.

Yanagawa stopped suddenly and turned on the system in his mind.

Name: Liuchuan.

Sex: Male.

Strength: 189.

Physical fitness: 195.

Speed: 189.

Vitality: 192.

Soul power: 225.

Grade: LV9.

Bone quenching progress: 70%.

Gongfa: Guiyijing.

Swordsmanship: Three Thousand Swordsmanship (Incomplete)

Spirit servant one: dog stuff (wolf king puppies) level: LV12.

Spirit Servant II: Storm Wolf Grade: LV10.

"Yes, it's not a dream, everything is not a dream, the system is still here, it's fake here!" Liu Chuan saw that the moment he opened the system, those hidden memories finally began to slowly emerge.

Liu Chuan recalled the words that the gatekeeper said to him, "Abide by your heart. Whether everything in front of you is false or true depends on your own heart."

So, is this what the old gatekeeper said to them?

"Chuanzi, are you okay, why are you still standing still?" Wang Meng said in a hurry as he watched Liu Chuan stand motionless.

Liu Chuan opened his eyes to see Wang Meng's anxious look with a complex expression.

It's really exactly the same as Wang Meng, but it's a pity that they are all fake.

"Come out, dog stuff, hurricane wolf." Liu Chuan muttered silently in his heart, summoning his two spirit servants.

Seeing that Liu Chuan had summoned a spirit servant, the expression on the opposite'Wang Meng' began to gradually become weird, and the strange expression made Liu Chuan trembled.

'Wang Meng' smiled and said, "When did you find out?"

"Just discovered it." Yana Chuan answered honestly.

'Wang Meng' just wanted to say something, but the hurricane wolf and dog had already been killed one after another.

"Tear it."

'Wang Meng' did not resist, and was torn into pieces in an instant, but there was no blood and no screams. The shredded'Wang Meng' looked like fragments, and began to flicker and blur.

"Is it useful to kill me? Can you leave this space? Stay here forever..."'Wang Meng' said with a strange expression before he disappeared.

"Can't break this illusory space?" Yanagawa muttered to himself.

At this time, Liu Chuan suddenly felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand, only to see the purple lotus seed mark on the palm of his right hand flashing violently.

"This is the purple lotus seed that Qinglian gave." The memory of Liu Chuan being blocked was unblocked again.

When Yanagawa thought, the purple lotus seed mark began to take the initiative to absorb the vitality of Yanagawa.

The lotus seed mark actually wanted to turn out.

Not long after, only a "bang" was heard, and a spirit sword filled with golden vitality all over his body turned out.

The sword is three feet long, the body is purple, and there is a lotus mark on the hilt. The blade is extremely sharp, with a faint cold light, and it is shocking.

There are two characters engraved on the spirit sword.

"Absolute Immortal!"

"Fuck, Absolute Immortal Sword, shouldn't it be the Absolute Immortal Sword, right?" Liu Chuan was overjoyed.

Liu Chuan stretched out his hand and said softly, "Here is the sword!"

Jue Xianjian did not respond.

Liu Chuan was immediately embarrassed, but fortunately no one saw it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Only when he stepped forward and grabbed the absolute sword, Liu Chuan felt that the absolute sword was not an entity, and the purple lotus mark on the palm of his right hand was still there, but it was a little dim.

Liu Chuan held the Extreme Immortal Sword, and used it in an ordinary sword-cutting style. On the Extreme Immortal Sword, the purple sword spirit suddenly rose, and there was a surge of sword energy to the sky.

Cut it out, cutting out a huge crack in the space in front of him.

"Fuck, so strong!"

Immediately afterwards, Yanagawa felt the space in front of him shattered.

He is back in the thatched cottage!

After slashing out this sword, this Unparalleled Immortal Sword suddenly became a lot illusory, as if it would completely disappear after another slash.

Liu Chuan was a bit speechless, what was going on with that green lotus, and why he always liked to engage in such disposable things.

Oh no, this absolute sword can be used twice.

Liu Chuan looked around and saw Wu Zhixin lying on the side.

Seeing Wu Zhixin's sleepless state, Liu Chuan raised his hand, looked at his palm, and then looked at Wu Zhixin's still not completely swollen face.

To fight or not to fight is a question.