Chapter 2: Eighteen years old, pure and beautiful

Zhou Guozheng's face changed drastically when he heard that, and he reflexively made the federal standard gesture to fight against ferocious beasts.

His footsteps turned like a fire wheel, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he suddenly walked out of the classroom.

He searched for a while but found nothing.

Zhou Guozheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and burst into laughter.

I'm afraid I was deceived by that naughty kid.

Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School is equipped with extremely advanced security systems and veterinary inspection systems, and there are hundreds of martial arts teachers inside.

Logically speaking, ferocious beasts should stay away from such high-tech places.

Besides, with the security of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, the ferocious beast would probably have been strangled before it even got in.

Sneaking in was even more impossible.

Then it can only be that Fang Xiaoyang is lying.

"My friend, with the security of No. 1 Middle School, no ferocious beast can sneak in."

"Please stop joking like this." Zhou Guozheng said coldly.

At the same time, his way of speaking was relatively smooth, giving Fang Xiaoyang a way out.

"I..." Fang Xiaoyang wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Master Zhou Wu already suspected that he was lying.

And he had no evidence, so obviously he couldn't convince Master Zhou Wu to protect him.

"Master Zhou Wu, I'm sorry, maybe my eyes were dazzled." Fang Xiaoyang appeared to be well-behaved on the surface, but a huge wave of emotions had already been stirred up in his heart.

A sense of crisis filled his body and mind. Then, his muscles felt like they were bitten by ants, which was a warning that the body was in danger.

"Practice!"

"I can't care about that anymore. Even if the school's skills are growing slowly, I still have to practice."

Fang Xiaoyang muttered absentmindedly. He would feel uneasy if he didn't have martial arts skills.

……

After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, Fang Xiaoyang rushed to the library in a hurry.

It was as if there was an accelerator installed in his mind, and thoughts kept flashing through his mind...

"What kind of technique should I choose?"

"What kind of technique can both quickly enhance cultivation and be compatible with new techniques created in the future???"

"Where can I find advanced skills suitable for me?" Fang Xiaoyang thought as he walked, but he didn't see anyone in front of him.

bump…

Fang Xiaoyang bumped into him.

The opponent didn't move at all, but he suddenly flew back.

He felt that what he hit was not a person, but a heavy mountain.

They are not even on the same order of magnitude.

"Who?"

Fang Xiaoyang covered his aching chest and cursed.

I.
Perhaps the shock caused the other person's hands to tremble, and then the books in his arms scattered all over the ground like flowers from heaven.

After a moment, Fang Xiaoyang exerted a little effort and struggled to stand up, then felt a sharp pain rising from his coccyx.

His face quickly turned the color of liver.

"It really hurts!" He cursed again. "Student Fang, you bumped into me. You can't blame me!" A sweet voice like the chirping of an oriole reached Fang Xiaoyang's ears.

Fang Xiaoyang then raised his head and glanced at the other person.

This is a girl with fair skin. She is about 1.67 meters tall, with a ponytail and two strands of black hair hanging down from her cheeks and resting on her shoulders.

In the sunlight, her porcelain-white skin and the blue and white school uniform made her look even more flawless, delicate and lovely.

Her figure is no less impressive than those first-tier stars, and becomes more attractive the more you look at her.

The girl’s name was Zi Yunhan, and she was a student in the class next to his.

Fang Xiaoyang didn't know much about her, but she often came to the library to study and was said to be a top student.

There are rumors that she was promoted to a warrior half a year ago, and is ranked alongside the top four warriors of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

"The opponent is a warrior, no wonder I can't knock her down!" Fang Xiaoyang said secretly in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, the other party should be admitted to the Longwu Academy, the highest institution of learning in the Federation, and contribute to the fight against ferocious beasts for mankind, shedding his blood.

In the end, she might become an emperor and suppress a vicious beast, or she might leave her name on the martyrs' cemetery.

Fang Xiaoyang didn't think much about it and responded calmly.

"Sorry! I was in a hurry to go to the library and didn't see anyone in front of me."

"It's okay! Just help me pick up the book." Zi Yunhan said with a smile.

"Okay." Fang Xiaoyang paused for a while, and when the pain in his coccyx subsided, he bent down and picked up the books one by one.

"Blood Burning Cultivation Technique", "Blue Ox Superposition Technique", "Warrior Advanced Cultivation Method"...

"This... these are all top-level techniques from the Federation!!!"

Fang Xiaoyang was deeply shocked.

He has conducted in-depth research on the federal martial arts' yellow-level, black-level, and earth-level techniques, but has never seen a heaven-level technique.

Fang Xiaoyang's mind moved, and he immediately said:
"Um... classmate... can you lend me these skills?"

"Of course! These heavenly-level skills were all obtained by me through my merits."

“There’s none in school.”

"If you want, I can give you 20% off, eight merits for one copy."

"I" Fang Xiaoyang's face changed. Let alone merits, he didn't even have many federal coins.

The martial arts skills of the Federation are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. The Heaven level is the highest, and the Huang level is the lowest.

The skills in the library are mostly yellow-level and black-level, and there are also a few local-level skills, but there is not a single heaven-level skill.

Fang Xiaoyang's face was full of disappointment. Just when he was about to give up, Zi Yunhan's voice came again.

"just kidding."

"I can lend it to you, but you can only read it in the library and you can't take it away."

In this way, Fang Xiaoyang, holding a dozen martial arts books, rushed to the library side by side with Zi Yunhan.

The sunlight shines on them, stretching their shadows very long.
From a distance, they looked like a pair of gods and fairies.

After half an hour.

Fang Xiaoyang came to the library, found a quiet place and sat opposite Zi Yunhan.

He unceremoniously took a book on high-level martial arts and was about to read it, but he couldn't help but secretly glanced at Zi Yunhan.

Zi Yunhan, who was sitting opposite, seemed to feel the other person's gaze and immediately looked up.

Gan!
Eye to eye
The two blushed, lowered their heads, and buried themselves in their books. They were like high school students in their first love, pure and beautiful.
(End of this chapter)