Compared with Lin Beichen's dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, other students in the same class are much more excited about the coming year-end.
A group of people were very excited and talked about it.
"It's a great opportunity, students. This time, I must be in the top 30 of grade one in the middle of the year..."
"Ha ha, my [basic swordsmanship] has reached the sixth level, and the third level warrior is in sight. As long as I integrate Ding Jiaoxi's unique secret skill [basic swordsmanship close three company], I will be able to stand out and become the primary choice of the representative grade. On behalf of our Provincial third junior college, I will participate in the [scorching sun battle] of Yunmeng city."
"Naive, how can you enter the scorching sun war?"
"That's right. Let's not mention the national Royal junior college, which gathers all the top talents of Yunmeng city. Just count the six provincial junior colleges, as well as all kinds of school-age players inherited from private schools and wild roads. There are no less than 500 people. Each of them is a genius among the talents. You can be regarded as the top nine of basic swordsmanship and the top three of samurai. You really enter the scorching sun battle, It's also food delivery. In front of those geniuses, you're just a brother. "
"Ma Qianjun, your special mouth is really poisonous. My ambition is finally broken mercilessly by your poisonous tongue."
"Well, it seems that our third college has been three years in a row, and it was defeated in the preliminary competition of the cloud dream city scorching sun competition."
"Yes, it's a sad and desperate record."
"What is this? Just think about the fact that no student in our college has been qualified for the provincial [scorching sun] competition for ten consecutive years. You will be even more desperate."
"Wu Xiaofang of class one, Si Xinlin of class five, Mu Xinyue of class six and Wu Xi of class nine are all known as the talents of our third college once in 20 years. Maybe they have a chance?"
The students had a heated discussion.
Twelve year old boys and girls gathered in twos and threes, talking and laughing, making the whole school full of unity, fraternity and lively atmosphere.
Only within three meters of Lin Beichen's side, it was empty, a vacuum.
No one wants to be close to him.
To be exact, I dare not.
no way out.
Fame has long stinked.
The body before being worn by the soul was the legitimate son of Lin Jinnan, one of the top ten generals of the Beihai empire.
Zhan Tian Hou Lin is a middle-aged man who has lost his spouse and a daughter and a son.
The eldest daughter Lin listens to Zen.
This girl is a monster with unparalleled talent. She is a living legend going out of Yunmeng city.
He became a first-class warrior at the age of three.
At the age of six, he became a level three warrior.
At the age of ten, he reached the full level and was promoted to the martial arts master level.
Sixteen years old, he is the youngest freshman in the history of Beihai Imperial War Academy.
From the first day of Lin tingchan's school, every time she competes in the scorching sun battles at the three levels of city, province and country, the champion must be her. What is really dazzling is like a rising sun, which is called the peerless genius "the whole empire is waiting for her to grow up".
The youngest son, Lin Beichen, is 14 years old.
Compared with his sister, it's just a big difference.
Playful, lazy, lustful, arrogant, domineering
Any words used to describe the second generation of dandy, hit Lin Beichen's body, will not wronged him at all.
What's worse, Lin Beichen had brain disease since he was a child.
To put it more directly, it's neuropathy, brain damage.
When the disease, often do some incredible things.
If other aristocratic families of the Empire had given birth to such a lazy waste, they would have been beating them to death for a long time, reborn them, and started trumpets to train again.
However, Lin Jinnan, a decisive hero, spoils his son. He is reluctant to fight or scold him. He holds it in his hand for fear of falling. He holds it in his mouth for fear of melting. He wants the stars not to be given to the moon and the moon not to be given to the sun.
Lin Jinnan did his best to meet all the reasonable and unreasonable demands of the black sheep.
Therefore, even if Lin Beichen was expelled from yunmengcheng provincial first and second junior college in succession, the old Marquis was not willing to scold him. He pulled down his face and sent him to the provincial third junior college.
A year ago, there was a border war between the North Sea Empire and the aurora empire.
[Zhan Tianhou] Lin Jinnan led his troops to the border.
Lin tingchan also graduated from yunmengcheng national Royal intermediate college and went to the Royal advanced War College for further study.
So, without any control, Lin Beichen immediately released himself like a wild dog.
In less than a year, the huge Zhan Tian Hou mansion was defeated by him, leaving almost only an empty house.
Let alone the third junior college, even the whole cloud dream city was stirred by him.
To exaggerate, when you go to any place in Yunmeng City, you can shout "Lin Beichen is coming" and instantly make a bustling street swish and become clean, with no one left.
So people give the nickname "jingjiehu".
This is Lin Beichen's identity after crossing.
No one in the class, male or female, has ever been teased or bullied by Lin Beichen.
Who dares to approach such a disaster?
All the students are hiding from him like a plague.
However, for such a situation, Lin Beichen is happy.
It's good to have no friends.
The less contact you have with people in the world, the less likely you are to expose yourself.
In these three days, Lin Beichen has roughly mastered some basic information about the world.
For example, in this world, there are not only many powerful people with great powers, but also omnipotent spirits. Once the "dove occupying the nest" of one's own soul is exposed, there will be only one end——
They will be charged with an "evil god" and pulled to the "Lord of swords Temple" in the center of the city to be purified by burning.
Generally speaking, it means to burn to death.
So, it's better to be careful.
In a quarter of an hour.
Dangdang!
The bell rings and the break is over.
Go back to class.
Old teacher Ding Sanshi entered the teaching house and stepped on the platform.
"Keep going."
"Students, as I said in the last lesson, next I'll teach you the basic swordsmanship melee three combos. Once again, although these three combos are still the basic swordsmanship category, they are the original and secret skills we have learned. They are the peak skills of basic swordsmanship. They are quick to start, powerful and can be accomplished quickly. Once they can be fully integrated, they will be invincible within the third level warriors, It can help you get good results and improve the pass rate in the big competition. "
All the students are listening carefully.
Only Lin Beichen, sitting in the middle of the first row, did not attend the class unexpectedly.
He's still crazy about cell phones.
Unfortunately, after another class, instead of finding any new functions and clues to go back, he found that the power of his mobile phone dropped from 21% to 19% and was in the yellow power warning state.
The battery is in short supply.
Lin Beichen had a feeling that he had lost husky.
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