I'm really a life player

Chapter 11 Welcome to the World of Practice

The white-faced man who had never introduced himself before smiled slightly at him, and explained softly:
"Can you clearly feel the oxygen content in the air you inhale? It's normal if you can't feel it. If you feel it...we have to doubt life.

Don't worry, so far there hasn't been a case where a special individual has no talent, and can bear charisma without practicing. If you say you can't practice, no one will believe it. "

"If so, that would be great."

There was a loud bang like the sky crashing, the whole carriage began to shake, and the lights in the carriage went out instantly. The turbulence made Su Yang's body shake for a while, but he was held back by a hand the next moment.

"What's the situation? There was a car accident?" Su Yang said in a low voice.

"The uninjured monks come out." An angry shout sounded, and there was a commotion in the darkness.

"Don't worry, it's okay. There are monks from the three provinces on this train. Even if a big monster is born, he will be cut alive and drunk." Jiang Yimo's soft voice lingered in his ears, reassuring him slightly.

The next moment, countless "candles" began to flicker in the darkness. In the warm candlelight, there were monks who stood up and stood up with solemn faces.

Soon, the candlelight seemed to be contagious, and the entire carriage was instantly covered by the candlelight, and even on Su Yang's shoulder, there was a bright blue light as warm as water.

A strand of hair fell before his eyes, and the girl whispered: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

She stood up and merged into the candlelight all over the sky. Her resolute face was not as casual as usual, and she poked Su Yang's heart for a while.

Suddenly, I was surprised by the sassy and graceful appearance of my school girl.

But then he thought about the crazy girl laughing in the rainy night, and the turmoil in his heart gradually calmed down.

"Welcome to the world of practice." Jiang Yimo said softly while standing straight.

In an instant, all the lights were on, and the train was still the same train, but few people were sitting on the leather sofa, and those who stood up had weapons in their hands.

Su Yang even saw Jiang Yimo pick up the bone-like long sword in his hand again, but Ms. Changming knocked her on the head, the girl pouted slightly, the bone long sword in her hand disappeared, replaced by I picked up an ordinary long sword.

"Look out the window." Jiang Yimo said, "You can get in touch with our world in advance!"

Su Yang looked out of the car window, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the world outside the car window had turned pale. The steel city that stood in the forest seemed to have been deprived of its color, looking terribly pale.

The train was running on the pale and surging river, and the air in the sky was filled with blood-like gas, and three strange snakes with a length of more than ten meters and six legs and four wings were neighing in the sky.

"Fat Yi, the monster snake, often haunts the secret realm of Mount Taihua. We rarely see it around Chongming. It has been more than ten years since I heard of this thing appearing. This time I came here, probably because I sensed that the compatriots in Chuting City brought it back this time. The remains of the big demon Gu carving.

It's not a big problem, when the gu carving that ravaged the Western Mountains was still alive, they didn't dare to provoke them, but after being killed by their colleagues, the gu carvings had the courage to come over to intercept the ghost fire. So ignorant of self-knowledge~"

Hearing the sound, Su Yang turned to look at the corner of the sofa next door.

A man wearing glasses was sitting on the sofa in a moon-white dress, holding a book in his hand, and while slowly turning the pages, he said in a soft tone: "Many people in this world are afraid of monsters, but I don’t know that people say monsters are scary, and monsters say people are poisonous.”

He slowly closed the book, got up and walked towards Su Yang.

It was only then that Su Yang realized that he was tall, with a tall and straight body standing in front of him, with a slight sense of oppression. He leaned over to approach Su Yang, with a slight smile on his face:
"These fat leftovers are quite strong. For a child like you, he can't even clearly see the fighting movements of these madmen."

He took off the glasses in his hand, and wanted to put them on the bridge of Su Yang's nose, but was stopped by Su Yang's hands: "I don't seem to know you very well."

The young man froze for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around Su Yang's neck. Su Yang struggled a bit, but found that he couldn't move, so he had no choice but to let him put his hand on his shoulder.

"What~ kid, don't be so unfamiliar, I'm doing it for your own good, don't you want to see how monks fight?"

"I don't even know you, can you stop getting so close..."

"Don't you already know each other now? Brat, my name is... Forget it, you can call me Zhang San, come on, I am very happy today, I will give you a small gift, and by the way, I will introduce you to the world of monks. "

Zhang San said with a smile, but his movements did not allow Su Yang to refuse at all, bringing those eyes to the bridge of his nose.

Su Yang, who was not short-sighted, didn't like the feeling of a weight on the bridge of his nose, but what Zhang San said finally aroused his curiosity about the world of practice.

He turned his head to look out the window, and found that someone outside the arena had already started fighting Fei Yi.

The person who took the first shot couldn't see it because of the angle of view of the car window. Su Yang only saw the sky outside flicker across suddenly, followed by a giant dark purple thunderball that directly "pressed" a fat body on the ground. on the ground.

Accompanied by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Fat Yi let out a wail, and one pair of wings on his back was torn instantly, and the other pair of wings fell to the ground.

Its blood seemed to be full of high temperature, and when it fell on the ground, it made a sound of bubbling, and the ground was melted with large swaths of stains. The magma-like liquid flowed on the ground, and the scorching blood-colored mist evaporated.

The next moment, more than a dozen flying swords fell like nails, nailing the screaming Fat Yi to the ground.

He heard someone cheering softly in the carriage, and the originally serious scene seemed to relax a lot.

Zhang San curled his lips: "The action is really fast. I haven't heard that the guy is back, so it's bad luck."

Su Yang whispered, "That guy?"

"Well, Zhang Yuanyang, the vice-principal of Shenxiao University, belongs to Jixia Academy. He is also the inheritor of this generation of "Shenxiao Thunder Book". You've got a clear path ahead."

Zhang Yuanyang?This name is so familiar.

Zhang San got up, rubbed Su Yang's head, and smiled amid Su Yang's slight resistance: "I still have something to do, so I'll go first. I think you're quite pleasing to the eye, little devil, so I'll give you this pair of glasses as a senior." A gift from the younger generation."

Su Yang came back to his senses, and suddenly found that the surrounding scene seemed to be lively all of a sudden, and the three of Zhang disappeared to nowhere.

Zhang San...

This doesn't sound like his real name. He played a game in his previous life, and Zhang San, the producer of that game, even made himself a game guide in the opening scene of the game.

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