I'm really a life player

Chapter 89 I, Su Yang, have been upright all my life, never doing opportunistic things (22)

"You want to join the school team?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Su Yang pushed his glasses, but at this time he didn't feel that aggressive aura from Xiao Li.

"No, I just think you may not be mentally ready right now."

Xiaoli frowned, glanced at Su Yang who hadn't released the shielding wall, and said: "The competition between superhumans is very cruel, and when others look at you, they will know that you haven't experienced much killing.

If you really plan to join the school team... then you should go to the women's proving ground more often. If you feel uneasy, I will protect you. "

Su Yang looked at Xiaoli in surprise, this person who always had the look of being owed money by others seemed to have a different personality from his face of bitterness and hatred.

He even began to wonder if this person wanted to protect himself, and continue to prostitute Jiang Yimo's trial ground for nothing, but when he met Xiaoli's calm eyes, a voice in his heart told himself that this person did not lie.

He hesitated for a moment, knowing that what he said next might be a bit ignorant, but thinking that the proving ground was not his own, for Jiang Yimo's sake, he also had to ask clearly.

"What's the reason?"

Hearing Su Yang ask this question, Xiaoli's originally calm expression became ferocious again: "Why ask so many questions, it won't take advantage of you."

Su Yang chuckled lightly, and said very shamelessly: "But in fact, you are the ones who took up Xiaomo's resources."

Xiaoli snorted twice, and finally said impatiently: "I don't want to talk to you, you are not a monk at all, my Yuxi number is 009821, if you want to scream, don't call it down."

Then he turned his head and left without hesitation, walked halfway and punched a tree trunk by the side of the road angrily, and left in displeasure.

Su Yang waited until Xiaoli's figure disappeared before he untied the shielding wall. The pyramid cube fell into his hands, accompanied by a familiar "ding" sound, he turned back to the dormitory without looking too much.

The empty room without the junior girl made him somewhat uncomfortable.

He circled around the room, turned on all the lights that could be turned on, and even turned on the air conditioner and TV in the hall——

Although he was actually not hot at all, and he didn't want to watch TV, but after such a round, he finally felt a little more popular in the room, so he nodded in satisfaction and sat on the sofa.

From the warm-up match that lasted from morning to afternoon, to the dispute on the Floating Fairy Mountain, the small test of skills in the proving ground, and the confrontation with Xiaoli on the way back...

It feels like a month has passed.

The more he practiced, the more he realized that he really needed to strengthen his foundation.

Don't look at him blocking and killing gods in the warm-up match, but looking back, do these battles really have anything to do with him?
A spell is a conceptual combat method that is forcibly generated in the mind after reading many books directly by comprehensible memory.

The hand-made talisman comes from the teachings of the white predecessors in Xiang Mingzhe's memory, and the directly generated skills are full of the habits and imprints of the white predecessors.

Not to mention the shielding wall, all the shielding wall techniques he has used so far are all derived from the man who embraced the world on the tower crane.

The Moon Shadow Sword is also derived from the skill memory directly instilled by the mission, and at most it is mixed with the essence of the Tianmen Sword.

Even the improvement of one's own basic quality is mostly due to the arrangement of the school girls to cultivate immortals.

Looking back, this combat power has nothing to do with him at all, and even most of the skills, he only knows how to use them, but has not understood why they are like this.

This feeling is quite unpleasant.

My Su Yang's abilities should come from my own hard work. It is only right to break through the limit with a firm heart and outstanding talent.

How can a dignified man eat all the soft meals of personal panels and school girls.

So he resolutely——

Click on "A Memory: A Partner of Justice", burst link, and the copy opens!
I, Su Yang, have been upright all my life, and I never do opportunistic things, but learning new skills directly from dungeons must not be considered opportunistic (confidence)!
Accompanied by a burst of fog, a somewhat dim square appeared in front of him.

"Huh? Isn't this the monster cemetery?" Su Yang was a little surprised looking at the place where the layout had basically not changed.

This is the place where the rune teacher Chen An often explained the runes, and it was also the place where he first learned about the existence of the runes themselves.

He even saw the familiar Xiezhi's corpse right away.

However, the protagonists at the scene are obviously not Xiezhi, but two young people standing facing each other under the dim light.

Su Yang looked at the staring Xiang Mingzhe and Tan Xuefeng, and was speechless for a moment.

Is there something wrong with these two people? Why do you always see them mixed together?
He walked to the side of the two and sat down at ease, with a gesture of "please start your performance".

The first person to break the silence was Xiang Mingzhe. He looked at Tan Xuefeng coldly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you back?"

Tan Xuefeng smiled and walked to the table where the camera was placed, opened the drawer, took out a stack of over-plastic photos from inside, looked through them one by one with a smile, and said casually: "No one will allow me to come back, right?" ?"

Xiang Mingzhe watched Tan Xuefeng flip through the photos slowly for a long time, and finally sighed suddenly: "Don't look for it, that photo is here with me."

Tan Xuefeng's hands paused, and he continued to flip through the photos silently until the last one. Then he put the stack of photos in the drawer, raised his head and said to Xiang Mingzhe with a little dissatisfaction:
"Boss, I just want to take a look at the heroic demeanor of the predecessors and younger generations. It seems that they are no different from ours."

Xiang Mingzhe's solemn face couldn't hold back for a while, showing a sneering smile: "It would be great if this is the case, anyway, our year is also in name only, so I'll talk to Mr. Chen directly and take away this piece of paper." The photo is ready."

Tan Xuefeng looked Xiang Mingzhe up and down, his neck twisted and rattled, looked at him with a frown and said, "Why do you feel that you are particularly annoying today, boss?
It's good to see familiar people again. It doesn't matter if you can't see them. You know, I'm an illegal monk now, and I don't care so much about many things. "

"Ha ha……"

In the dim scene, Su Yang saw a black shadow flash by, Tan Xuefeng stretched out his fingers to clamp the flashing black shadow, made a "tsk tsk" sound, and pinched the thrown photo, far away Watching from a distance.

The curious Su Yang immediately stepped forward and looked sideways at the photo held by Tan Xuefeng.

It was a group photo of six young men and women. Standing in the middle was Xiang Mingzhe. He opened his hands and hung them on the shoulders of the two young men on the left and right like monkeys.

One of them was the younger Tan Xuefeng.

"How time flies!"

(End of this chapter)