In late February, spring is getting warmer.

Chen Shu received two Feeding messages.

Wang Weixin: Big Boss

Wang Weixin: I have another experience in martial arts this semester. The time has not yet been decided. It is probably the same as in my freshman year. What should I apply for? By the way, I asked, because you participated in an off-campus group last time, so this time you automatically have the qualification to register for an off-campus group.

Chen Shu looked at the news and thought for a moment, but decided not to bully people in the school group.

I'm really too busy recently.

But you still have to sign up for the off-campus ring competition.

It is probably not possible not to report it.

The champions of the previous and last sessions were not in Yujing Academy. The school leaders would definitely be out of sight. Even if he didn't report, someone would come to do his job. At the same time, this is also a competition between the disciples of the same generation of major top sects. Lingzong may not say it, but most of them hope that he would show it. Previously, due to a series of problems such as the country's control of magic and slow spiritual cultivation, Lingzong's disciples have not had a highlight in martial arts experience for many years.

So I started typing and replying-

Chen Shu: Let's sign up for an off-campus ring competition

Wang Weixin: OK

Wang Weixin: Is it a newspaper on campus?

Chen Shu: I won't report it

Wang Weixin: OK

Wang Weixin: Come on, boss, it’s up to you

Wang Weixin:/Take cigarettes to the boss

Chen Shu:/Take tea to the boss

After talking to each other for a few words, Chen Shu turned off his cell phone and walked out of the room.

Jiang Lai sat quietly on the sofa, with bandage marks all over his body, and the exposed skin also had purple and minor injuries. He was watching the news.

Chen Shu admires him very much—

This person has used a mobile phone that was born at least ten years ago. He has bought it for many years, and when he bought it, he was not a new one. He has only upgraded his processing power with chips for so many years. The screen was broken in the first year. He asked him to exchange it for two years, but he has not changed it yet. Usually he almost never plays with mobile phones, does not watch short videos, read novels, listens to music, and reads news.

A magical person.

Chen Shu walked over, sat down beside him, and glanced at the wound on his body. He knew that he had been looking for Yan Ke Ling to Lian for the first time today, so he asked, "Is this Yan Ke Ling beaten?"

"Um……"

The voices are a little vague.

“How does it feel?”

"She's so awesome..."

Jiang Lai turned his head and said to Chen Shu: "She didn't ask for the arrival of the secret contract, and I can't beat her."

Chen Shu drank a sip of water, but was not surprised.

Although the fifth-level warrior means that he can compare to the combat power of ordinary fifth-level practitioners, there are still big differences between the two.

Not to mention whether there is water during the certification process of the warrior level, even if there is no water, it is only equivalent to an ordinary practitioner. This is a certification process. Therefore, whether it is a martial arts genius or a person with average qualifications, unless he deliberately conceals his strength before he does not certify, the combat power between them is theoretically not much different when he first passed the certification, and they just passed this line. It is only that martial arts genius will reach this line at a younger age, and will make faster progress after crossing the line, and will go further in the future.

The practitioner is different. He has just been promoted to the fifth level. The strength of a genius and a person with average qualifications is very different.

And there is also a huge gap between top sects and ordinary sects.

Yan Ke Ling is obviously a genius.

It is hard to say that the sect bonus is not easy to say. The combat power of the Yuzong mainly relies on the secret magic of the divine contract, which is the level of a large sect, but no matter what, it is stronger than that of a warrior.

Chen Shu thought that he was an intermediary after all, so he opened Feixin again and asked Yan Ke Ling.

Chen Shu: You have all my roommates mummified

Yan Ke Ling: What is a mummy?

Chen Shu:/Sleeping in deep thought

Chen Shu: So how do you feel?

Yan Ke Ling: It turns out that warriors can be so strong

Chen Shu: Are you praising yourself

Yan Ke Ling:/Confused

Chen Shu: You've beaten up

Yan Ke Ling: No!

Yan Ke Ling: Although I won, I won miserably!

Chen Shu: Is this sparring trainer still appropriate?

Yan Ke Ling: It’s so suitable!

Yan Ke Ling: He has a rich combat experience. I learned a lot in the first game!

Chen Shu: The martial artists and martial artists have some combat skills and experiences that are similar.

Yan Ke Ling:/Yeah

Yan Ke Ling: It’s a pity that he will definitely have to take care of his injuries for a long time, otherwise I would like to ask him to fight again next week, and I will soon experience martial arts. I think at least I can beat Senior Brother Qingdeng and Senior Brother Zhongmiao.

Chen Shu: Don't worry, in my experience, his injury will be cured in two or three days.

Chen Shu: Then I'll tell him

Chen Shu: Brother Jiang is a very thin-skinned person and doesn't want to bother others. If you are much better than him and he feels that he doesn't help you much, he will feel embarrassed and even stop looking for you.

Yan Ke Ling:/Dail

Yan Ke Ling: Senior brother has trouble!

Yan Ke Ling:/Check the fist

Chen Shu: Welcome

Chen Shu locked up Feixin and told Brother Jiang beside him: "Jan Ke Ling just told me, you are awesome. She has learned a lot of combat experience from you. When she reaches the martial arts experience, she will use these experiences she has learned from you to beat you."

"Really?"

Jiang Lai breathed a sigh of relief.

"real."

Chen Shu smiled: "She also said, "Let you recover from your injuries quickly, get rid of your injuries before you get them. It's too expensive to find a fifth-level sparring outside now."

"good!"

Jiang Lai's tone was firm.

At this time, the news reported about Qingshanling and Jianzhu again.

Sword pigs around Yujing are flooding again, and they are trampling down the mountain to eat crops, and people are hurting frequently. Every year, when the Hunting Festival is approaching, this news is all about this.

Chen Shu turned his head and asked, "Did you go to Qingshanling to catch the sword pig last year?"

"Go."

Jiang Lai felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately there were several bandages wrapped around his face, like armor, covering his embarrassment: "It's just that I caught it for seven days and only caught a dozen. They were too difficult to find and ran too fast..."

"Are you going this year?"

"You want to go... Brother Chen, are you going?"

"Go, team up."

"You're still going?"

"Go." Chen Shu looked at him in confusion, "Why don't you go?"

"Didn't you join the Ling Sect..."

"Can't you go if you join the Lingzong?"

"The Lingzong...is there a subsidy?"

"Yes, but no one thinks it's too much money." Chen Shu felt strange, "And don't you think this is fun?"

"Then this time..."

"It's still the same rule, 50 points."

Chen Shu said in front of him, and before he could answer, he added: "I have a premonition that this time you will be able to carry your legs until you are weak. How much money we can make depends on how fast you carry the pig... Anyway, I don't resist, that thing will smell all over."

“…”

Jiang Lai was silent for a moment before nodding:

"OK!"

"That's it!"
To be continued...