National Mixed Martial Arts: The goddess you call is my wife

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Xu Chenan noticed Huang Rong's eyelids moving.

"Still pretending?" Chongdong smiled.

"No..., I didn't wake up."

Huang Rong said she didn't wake up, but her face looked very energetic.

"Haha."

Acting like a spoiled child is a sure-fire skill for girls, but Huang Rong is even better.

Standing up, Xu Chenan caught two fish from the lake, "Rong'er, I'll leave breakfast to you. I have to go out to eat something, otherwise it will affect the world."

"Well, Brother An, you should go early and come back early."

"rest assured."

Back to the real world.

A smile appeared on Xu Chenan's lips. He was in good spirits and was preparing to cook a bowl of egg noodles for breakfast.

He just walked out the door.

"Good morning, Brother An."

"Brother An, do you want to go to school together?"

"Haha, I'm afraid you're dreaming. Do you think you can keep up with Brother An's speed?"

The expressions of the classmates who were in the same school as him were completely different from yesterday when they saw him again.

A look of envy and flattery.

"Don't call me that, we are all classmates."

Lock the door.

Xu Chenan's goal today is to go to the principal's office to complete the test.

The journey that used to take more than half an hour now takes less than 3 minutes.

"Boy in front of you, stop for me. You're speeding, you know?"

"Damn it, are you a high school student?"

The traffic police uncle asked his colleague with a confused look on his face.

"It seems like...I saw the school uniform."

"Which school is he from? I must catch him."

"I couldn't see it clearly. It looked like a big black mouse. How could I see it clearly?"

...

Bai Jian No. [-] Middle School, principal's office.

"Classmate Xu Chenan, are you really ready?"

"Principal, what is the test?" Xu Chenan asked directly.

"Play a game with me."

The principal of Bai Jian No. [-] Middle School is called Hu Dameng. It is said that he has established a small sect called Da Humen in the world of mixed martial arts.

With his strength, he has long been a famous fourth-grade first-rate master in the world.

"Okay, when will it start?"

"Now."

Come to the gym.

At this moment, there are only a few teachers in charge of safety in the gymnasium.

"Classmate Xu, have you reached the ninth level?"

"Bapin."

"Oh, eighth grade..."

The next second, Hu Dameng's expression suddenly changed: "What, you are already at the eighth level?"

boom!

Xu Chenan used Qinggong to jump to the second floor of the gymnasium and took out a training sword.

Then, deliberately control the momentum to reach the momentum of just entering the eighth level.

"it is good!"

"Classmate Xu, continue."

After Hu Dameng finished speaking, Xu Chenan felt like someone was applying for a transaction to him.

[Tiger Dameng gives away [-] points. 】

"Don't fight?"

Xu Chenan originally thought that the school's investment would be a thousand points at most, but he didn't expect it to be ten thousand points.

"What's the point of fighting? If you reach the eighth level in one day, you won't be able to find many people in the whole of China."

Hu Dameng is in a very good mood now, and has even begun to fantasize about waiting for the city's senior high school martial arts competition in a month.

He hit the mark with his white sword and took the lead.

"Xiao Li, come here."

"Principal?" said Teacher Li from the Security Department.

"Take Mr. Xu to stay in the teachers' dormitory in our school."

Hu Da glanced at Xu Chenan: "You have no one at home. Living outside is not as safe as living inside the school."

"Well, thank you principal." Xu Chenan smiled, but he didn't expect an unexpected gain.

"It's okay. I will explain to your class teacher later. You can live in school with peace of mind during this period."

Hu Da fiercely patted Xu Chenan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "But you have to work hard. What the school can give you cannot compare to what other people's parents can give."

"Principal, I understand."

"That's good, you go with Xiao Li first."

Xu Chenan knew very well what the principal said. For students in the same class as him, the points their parents could give were 18 years of savings.

Even if you save [-] a year, that’s still [-] points.

Even in his Class [-] civilian class, there are a few people whose aura seems to be on the verge of breaking through to the ninth level.

Not to mention those students in a class who are usually called the favored students of heaven, I am afraid that most of them have broken through to the eighth level.

However, Xu Chenan didn't care at all. No one else could surpass him in the early stage.

Late stage?They don't even have to think about it.

"Classmate Xu, this is the door card for the dormitory."

Teacher Li took out a chip card with a white sword printed on it: "Take this card to the teachers' cafeteria and you can eat for free."

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

"You're welcome, I'll be leaving first."

Push open the door.

The teacher's dormitory area is fifty square meters. After looking around, Xu Chenan was quite satisfied.

"Hoo!~"

Laying a clean blanket on the ground, Xu Chenan took a deep breath to adjust and enter the world of mixed martial arts.

"Brother An!~"

As soon as Xu Chenan arrived, he smelled the hot aroma of grilled fish.

When he entered the world, he roughly calculated that four or ten minutes had passed since he left and then came back in. Logically speaking, Huang Rong's grilled fish should have been cold long ago.

"Silly girl."

Gently stroking Huang Rong's hair, he, Xu Chenan, was finally no longer alone. Now there was someone waiting for him to have dinner with him.

"There, I'm very smart."

Xu Chenan likes this kind of life squatting by the lake and eating grilled fish.

After eating the grilled fish, Xu Chenan put out the bonfire.

"Rong'er, let's go."

Going south to Dali was originally Xu Chenan's plan.

Now, it's two people.

Not far away, another ancient city appeared in view.

Sword City!

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Chapter 13 The sword demon of yesteryear is now a natural swordsman who understands his sword