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After the instructors looked at each other for a while, they didn't get any results, and turned to look at Meng Zhuming, who had been smiling all the time.

The old principal is an old-fashioned powerhouse.

Not only on the campus of Beijing University, but even in the whole of China, Meng Zhuming is also an out-and-out "old man".

The old Grandmaster, who is a hundred years old, even approaching two hundred years old, is definitely the most knowledgeable.

You must know that it has only been three hundred years since the catastrophe occurred and the fittest appeared.

If Meng Zhuming's generation had been born decades earlier, he would be "fortunate" to see the real "hell on earth"!

In the eyes of these young people today, Meng Zhuming is an old man who has lived from the "old era" to the new era, and is even a "war veteran" who has survived the hail of bullets. He can be called a "walking humanoid museum"!

Whether it's about the object of the human race's war of resistance - monsters, or questions related to cultivation, firearms, etc., it's right to ask Meng Zhuming for advice!

Several "young people" in their seventies and eighties are blinking their "innocent" eyes, waiting for Meng Zhuming's answer...

"Hehehe..." The old principal chuckled and said helplessly, "You all think things are too complicated...

This little doll's combat skills are not the skills of a grandmaster, but ordinary. "

"..."

"???"

Some were speechless, some were dumbfounded.

Meng Zhuming continued to remind aloud: "Take a low guess, the lower the better... Look at that water cone, what does it look like?"

"..."

"Uh, this... Could it be Xuan Shui Sharp Thorn?"

"..."

Meng Zhuming smiled without saying a word.

Ok? ?

Did you guess right? !

Everyone trembled at the same time, unable to believe their eyes and brains.

What is the Xuanshui sharp thorn?

That is an ordinary combat skill that can no longer be ordinary!

Any fittest with the water attribute must first come into contact with the water polo technique.

After practicing water polo, you can basically rely on "Xuanshui Sharp Spike" to hone your elemental control.

Spin faster, run faster, have sharper edges...!

This combat skill is suitable for all the fittest who assemble the water element stone.

Up to ninety-nine, down to just walking, you can practice.

And the more skilled it is, the stronger the power, and the more you practice, the better you can control the water element.

Of course, no one is stupid enough to practice it to that level.

Just like no adult would memorize the nine-nine multiplication table for decades...

"..."

Do not ask me why.

What's the use of memorizing the ninety-nine multiplication table?

It is fluent in recitation and able to use it proficiently.

Why pursue the back faster, faster? !

Is it possible to add points for the college entrance examination, or is it helpful to find a job in the future?

Is this a bonus when it comes to dating?

Xuanshui sharp thorn is such a combat skill that is suitable for laying a solid foundation when "getting started". After reaching a certain level, everyone will choose other combat skills, or even create their own combat skills. Who would care about such an inconspicuous existence? ?

However, why would someone engrave such a combat skill in accessories?

Who would make such a "silly lack" request?

Who is so "dedicated" to meet customer needs and engrave such bad street skills on valuable materials...

Ruthless things!

Really one dares to buy, one dares to sell!

"..."

On second thought, a new question appeared in everyone's mind.

Xuan Shui Sharp Thorn... Why is the power so great? !

Outrageous!

Not scientific! unreasonable! unusual!

Meng Zhuming continued to smile, without giving any explanation, staring at the battle situation on the field with relish.

"..."

Zhang Shengjun's eyeballs slid around twice, looking a bit "thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes".

Wei Tao is a student of the School of Humanities, so he naturally knows it very well.

He knew Wei Tao's family background and thought:

"This kid, I shouldn't be able to make more money, so I can only buy this kind of accessories..."

Conventional "assassination" muzzle, eight-fold mirror, grip engraved with Xuanshui thorns...

These three accessories are all common goods, none of them need special customization, and the price is naturally low.

Zhang Shengjun's eyes were soft, and he seemed to see Wei Tao's stubbornness and perseverance.

'What a poor child...

With his talent, it should be matched with better accessories! ’

As for why his Xuanshui sharp thorns are so powerful, it is estimated that it should be the reason of "talent"?

Meng Zhuming and Zhang Shengjun and Wei Tao had a water attribute talent in their bodies that was not fully awakened.

Under the increase of talent, Xuanshui sharp thorn produced a "qualitative change" and became a stunt!

Meng Zhuming saw through Zhang Shengjun's careful thinking, and secretly said: "Shengjun, after today's game, I decided to customize an accessory for each of the children in Fang Tianban, how about it?"

"??!!"

Zhang Shengjun couldn't believe his ears and almost cried out.

"Shut your mouth!" Meng Zhuming said in a cold voice, "Don't say anything, and don't show it, otherwise I will cancel this decision..."

Hearing this, Zhang Shengjun hurriedly covered his old mouth with both hands, for fear that he would come out with a few interjections.

Then, thinking of what Meng Zhuming said "don't show it," he suppressed his excitement, put his hands down, and pretended that nothing happened...

"..."

But how can you hold back! !

Zhang Shengjun is so happy that he can't wait to jump up!

For most of the students in Fang Tian's class, the prizes this time can only be described as "rare", because they have a wealthy family and it is not difficult to customize an accessory.

But for Wei Tao, it can be called a "miracle", "a gift from heaven", and "heaven opened his eyes"!

Just relying on himself, if he wants to save such a sum of money, he doesn't know what year and month will be enough.

At that time, it has already been surpassed by others far, far...

This prize is really powerful!

Zhang Shengjun squinted his eyes into two crescents, trying to hold back his smile, his face flushed a little.

"???"

Wang Kaijin looked confused, looked at Zhang Shengjun and said, "What are you doing? Why do you feel so happy..."

Zhang Shengjun vetoed: "Nonsense, I'm not, I don't!"

Come on, Zhang Xiaojun!

You have to hold back!

If you can't hold back, the kids' custom accessories are out of the question!

"..."

Zhang Shengjun clenched his fists, secretly cheering for himself...

Wang Kaijin became more and more puzzled: "Your face is flushed red... Is this a winning prize?"

"My dog ​​gave birth to a cub, I'm happy, can you manage it?!" Zhang Shengjun opened his mouth to explain.

"Oh? Is that so? How many have you given birth to?"

"I gave birth to a big fat cat, all white and beautiful."

"..."

dog, cat?

What's wrong with you?

Wang Kaijin snorted coldly and turned his head to one side, thinking that Zhang Shengjun had taken the wrong medicine in the morning.

Zhang Shengjun finally let out a sigh of relief, blurted things out, and whispered in his heart, "Thank you, Master..."

"Oh?" Meng Zhuming came over through voice transmission, with a hint of ridicule: "If you really let it go, you can still call me master in the future...

He has been calling me the 'Principal' all these years, but it always reminds me of my incompetence..."

"..."

Zhang Shengjun's eyes fluctuated, and his heart was moved...

It turns out that over the years, Master has...

The fault in those days wasn't my master, but I kept lingering in that shadow and couldn't get out. Master... he should be more distressed than me...?

"..."

Behind Zhang Shengjun's right hand, he quietly took out an old fourth-rank badge.

The badge is old, engraved with traces of the years, and looks like it has a lot of years.

The badge issued by the Association of the Fittest is the identification of the fittest.

One person and one emblem, which contains personal information, and the materials used are also very particular.

If it weren't for the power of the detached powerhouse, the badge would basically not be damaged.

However, Zhang Shengjun's badge was marked with countless small ravines and scars.

These scratches are of different widths and depths, and they should have been left at different times and in different battles.

Among them, there is a very obvious corrosion trace.

The pattern on the badge has been corroded and melted by something, and it has become unrecognizable. The etched marks still have the disgusting breath of Warcraft...

The badge has witnessed countless battles of life and death, like a wordless diary, recording the half-life of a fittest.

His master, who was once also drenched in blood outside the city, pinned his head to the belt of his pants and fought like a lifeless battle...

But now, it can only lie in the corner of the storage to "eat ashes" and never regain its former glory.

Some unpleasant memories came back to my mind again.

Zhang Shengjun frowned, feeling agitated.

"Shengjun!"

The voice of Meng Zhuming's voice transmission resounded in Zhang Shengjun's mind at the right time, like the light of the red sun melting ice and snow, interrupting the thoughts of the old memory.

Zhang Shengjun bowed quietly and thanked Meng Zhuming.

Both thanks and apology.

——Apologize for the pain and suffering caused to Meng Zhuming by his words and deeds over the past ten years.

In Meng Zhuming's eyes, he is so hurt and depraved, isn't it stinging his heart?

"..." Meng Zhuming calmed down for a moment and said slowly, "Sheng Jun..."

Zhang Shengjun first said in his heart: "Master... I'm really ready to let go..."

This thought interrupted what Meng Zhuming was about to say.

After a moment of silence, Meng Zhuming smiled and said, "Sheng Jun, you are my proudest apprentice..."

Zhang Shengjun: "..."

"Even if you can only stay in the fourth rank forever in this life, you are still my best apprentice!"

Meng Zhuming smiled like a spring breeze.

His eyes with infinite wisdom and vicissitudes squinted slightly, staring at the students on the high platform of the square without blinking for a moment.

Those eyes didn't pay attention to Zhang Shengjun at all, but Zhang Shengjun clearly felt all the master's heart and soul, all wrapped around him.

trust, comfort...warm...

All kinds of emotions seemed to converge into a jacket, which gave Zhang Shengjun a layer of warmth in this winter.

Zhang Shengjun slowly lowered his head: "..."

This warmth, I haven't felt it for many years...

Do not.

In fact, there have always been people who are willing to put on this "clothing" for me, but I'm not willing to accept their kindness over the years... I let them down...

"..."

Looking up at the surroundings, and then at the sky, Zhang Shengjun's eyes converged on the cold shadow standing in the center of the field with his eyes closed.

"Master, in fact, you don't need to regard me as proud..." Zhang Shengjun said to Meng Zhuming in his heart: "That **** Chen Xingxi is more suitable to be your proudest apprentice."

"..."

"Hey, by the way, how old do you think he is to be crowned king?"

"It's hard to say..." Meng Zhuming said quietly.

As experienced and experienced as Meng Zhuming, he can't make up his mind.

The way of the king is not something that can be seen by others, only you know it best.

'Xingxi's entry is faster than the Shengjun of the year! Moreover, he still has the courage to cultivate an invincible and invincible state of mind, so he may not be able to step into the king's way earlier, but unfortunately...

His weakness in mood is equally obvious...

If this child can't overcome it by himself, the road to becoming a king may be difficult to walk...'

Meng Zhuming muttered softly in his heart, looking directly at Chen Xingxi, as if he could penetrate his body and see through the "weakness" in his mind.

Zhang Shengjun continued: "If this kid Xingxi breaks into the ninth rank in the future, why not let him use the king's title that I didn't have the chance to win?"

"..."

Boxing champion?

"Hehehe..."

This time, Meng Zhuming grinned directly.

The old voice of laughter echoed on the rostrum.

Meng Zhuming smiled like a child, looked into Zhang Shengjun's eyes, and said:

"With his character, I'm afraid he doesn't look down on such an 'ordinary' king's name..."

Meng Zhuming had some expectations.

When it really reaches the ninth grade, Chen Xingxi will give himself a "crazy name" like "there is no one in the past, no one in the future"!

Zhang Shengjun smiled, reached out and took off the brand new badge on his chest.

That was after he made "that incident" and re-applied to the Guild of the Fittest for a replacement badge.

It was as new as a new unopened book.

There are no scratches or creases, and there is even a delicate fragrance that belongs to the paper page between the lines.

Perfect, but too beautiful to be true.

Because everything in this world should be imperfect and incomplete.

The spotless badge was held in Zhang Shengjun's hands and stained with sweat.

On Zhang Shengjun's chest, he wore the old badge with scars.

"..."

Wang Kaijin glanced at it inadvertently, his eyes trembled slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unnaturally.

"..."

a moment of silence...

On Wang Kaijin's rough and generous hand, an old-fashioned emblem of the fittest also appeared.

In the center of the badge, there is a bone-cutting wound slashed diagonally.

It can be seen that the crack once split the badge into two pieces from the middle.

A few fine transparent beads exposed to the outside~www.wuxiaspot.com~ record a certain period of time.

That was someone patching it up with clumsy hands, leaving a sporadic bit of glue.

Wang Kaijin grinned and raised the badge in his hand, facing the eighth-rank emblem on his chest.

"Brother, did you see it?

I am eighth...

My title belongs not only to me, but also to you.

This is our shared glory..."

Suddenly, Zhang Shengjun and Wang Kaijin looked at each other for a moment and smiled.

Two damaged rank four badges buried two strands of the souls of the deceased, writing the same memory...

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