Chapter 44 Freshman Exchange Conference 1

"Boring, really boring..."

Zhang Han had no choice but to do it under the stands of the palace of Wudou College. Looking at the strange middle-aged man above, his tongue was constantly talking nonsense. Zhang Han felt that he was about to fall asleep. Thinking that it was so boring for him to secretly watch the opening ceremony of those schools in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel a Don't leaders have to talk so much nonsense about this idea?

Zhang Han, who shook his head and was helpless, did not pay attention to the middle-aged man above. He closed his eyes and began to practice the fighting spirit in his body.

The time of practice is always very fast. When Zhang Han woke up again, the middle-aged man with a lotus tongue on it had already finished speaking and walked down, and the one standing on it was already Lamiqi.

Originally, Zhang Han thought that Lamich would be the same as the middle-aged man in front of him, and he would talk for most of the day. Unexpectedly, what Lamitch's words below made Zhang Han surprised. "Goodbye, everyone, I'm Bracchi, the dean of the Martial Arts College. Well, everyone will be students of the Martial Arts College in the future. I hope you will treat the Martial Arts College as Your own home, study hard and strive to contribute to the whole dark universe in the future. Thank you..." From beginning to end, Lamich had a kind smile. After saying that, he ignored the surprise of the people below and turned around and left.

"No wonder he can be the dean. This is the demeanor!"

Looking at Lamichi's unrestrained figure, Zhang Han was slightly stunned and sighed again in his heart. This is the big man! Just like later generations, those little characters are often spitting, and the real big shots are actually practical.

Looking at the ceremony of this freshman conference, he shook his head and was not ready to stay any longer. He got up and stood up, turned around and walked out, but a sound made Zhang Han stop, "Kid, you just want to leave..."

"Intor Bazara, let's go! I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll treat you as compensation..."

He looked at Bazara, who ran out of his eyes with a wry smile, shook his head and sighed, as if he had accepted his fate. He said to Bazara and walked out.

"Kid, do you think Instructor Bazara is the kind of person who will let you go because of a meal? Let me tell you, that's impossible. Instructor Bazara is very angry, and the consequences are very serious..."

Bazara listened to Zhang Han's words, but at this time, like a cat stepped on its tail, he jumped up and muttered to Zhang Han in his rough voice.

"Dear Instructor Bazara, what do you want..."

Stop, Zhang Hanqiang smiled and asked again.

"Well,,,, at least 10 meals and a drink, so as to make up for the injured heart of Instructor Bazara..."

After listening to Zhang Han's words, Bazara pondered slightly and said something that almost made Zhang Han fall.

"You... All right! You won..."

resisting the desire to slap Bazara's face, Zhang Han took a deep breath, as if he were a deflated ball. He said to Bazara, and then turned around and walked out.

"Hey hey.... What shall we eat... I can tell you that Instructor Bazara has a bad appetite, so ordinary food will vomit after eating..."

Looking at Zhang Han's compromise, a proud smile suddenly appeared on Bazara's rough face, and then he caught up with him, and his mouth was constantly chattering.

"........" Zhang Han.

“...................”

The dawn rises again to drive away the light and illuminates the whole earth. Today's martial arts college is particularly lively, and all kinds of excitement can be heard everywhere.

"The freshman exchange conference is about to begin... Who do you think will be the champion this time?

"It's need to say that it must be the Xuanqing in Class A,... There is more to say! He is a person who can kill a king-level master and a hard-resistant emperor-level master. If someone can beat him, there will be a ghost."

"It's true! That Xuanqing is really a freak. He is about the same age as us, but why is his cultivation so much higher than ours? I'm 20 years old this year, and I have a prefecture-level cultivation. I'm called a genius by my family. But after I saw Xuanqing, I felt that I'm not a genius. I'm just an idiot. Ah!"

"Well, that's right, people are more popular than people!"

"Hmm.... Who said,,, as far as I know, that Xuanqing can kill the remnant night and resist the mine. It's all a strange sword. This time, this is the exchange match of our freshman conference. I don't believe that he can still shamelessly take out the sword. As long as he doesn't have that sword, with his extreme fighting spirit that day, there are still a few of our freshmen..."

"Yes, for example, it is also Huo Yunlong of Class A, Lei Yun of Class B and Long Feng of Class D. They are all Tianji's fighting spirit cultivation. In addition, they are also the children of the big family. There must be a unique trick at the bottom of the box. This time, I think the freshman conference is still a little interesting."

"Well, that's right..."

“..............”

Now it has been a month since the freshman reception conference, and each freshman exchange conference is about to begin, so the students of these martial arts colleges all express their own opinions and support the players in their minds, and Zhang Han has the most supporters, because when he entered the school The power is so strong that the teenagers who are also new students look forward to it.

However, no matter what these freshmen talk about, our protagonist does not pay attention to this so-called freshman exchange meeting at all. Except for special things or classes, he still ignores the things outside the window and stays in the library of the martial arts college with only reading sages' books, like a sponge and tirelessly. He absorbed all kinds of knowledge about fighting spirit, but his move also earned him the name of a so-called nerd, which was also a joke in the martial arts college.

"Bazara, the freshman exchange conference at this time is up to you..."

Similarly, in the depths of the martial arts college, in LaMic's yard, LaMic and Bazara are facing each other on the small stone chair. La Mitch's face is still kind, as if he is not the leader of a top power at all, but an ordinary grandfather.

However, Bazara didn't dare to kick his face because of Lamich's kindness, so as soon as Lamich's words fell, Bazara's rough voice continued to respond, "Okay, Dean, I'll take care of this matter..."

"Well, what about Xuanqing's child? Do you still stay in the library all the time?

After listening to Bazara's words, Lamichi also nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Bazara as if he had thought of something.

"Well, that boy is really weird. Since he entered school, except for class or something special, he can't see his people for the rest of the time. He has been staying in the library, and I don't know what he thinks... If it goes on like this, I'm worried that he will read all the books in our library..."

After listening to Lamichi's question, Bazara remembered Zhang Han's recent behavior, and also frowned slightly, and his tone also returned to Lamichi with a trace of doubt.

"Alas, there must be something wrong with the child. Bazara, take care of him!" I don't want him to continue like this in order to become stronger... He needs a guide..."

After getting Bazara's affirmative answer, Lamichi pondered the flag slightly, and also felt that Zhang Han could not go on like this. He turned his head and said to Bazara with a straight face.

"Well,,, Dean, I'll pay attention to it. I'll pull the boy out later... It's okay, so I'll go first..."

After listening to Lamic's words, Bazara's rough face also flashed a rare trace of positive color. He nodded, nodded to Lamich, and then got up. After saying goodbye, he went out.

"What's his secret?"

Although Lamich looked at the back of Bazara walking out, his thoughts had already drifted to a young man, and his eyes were also flashing with thoughts.

............

At this time, such a scene sounded in the library of Wudou College...

"Look, that's the popularity of our class..."

"Wow, he is Xuanqing! So handsome... He is so stylish, and I don't know if he has a girlfriend..."

"Don't think about it. He is the kind of madman who aims at the emperor's master. Don't you see him soaking in the library every day?"

"It's also... It's a pity for such a handsome face..."

A handsome young man in a purple robe was next to a bookshelf, holding a book "Douqi Jiexue" and leaning on the bookshelf and looking at it attentively. However, just next to the young man in purple robes, there was a group of people, most of whom were girls, looking at the Guan with a heart-shaped look. Note the teenager.

This teenager is Zhang Han. Since the end of the last freshman conference, Zhang Han invited Bazara to eat and drink well, and explained the reason why he was late. After Bazara finally generously forgave Zhang Han and arranged a special class for Zhang Han, he once again put Zhang Han aside and ran away by himself.

And Zhang Han is also concerned about his goal of 'going home', so after the martial arts college settled down, he began to study crazily. Every day, in addition to class, he went to the library to absorb all kinds of fighting spirit cultivation, all kinds of fighting understanding, and all kinds of seniors experience. For a while, Zhang Han also got it. Le, the understanding of fighting spirit has also reached a new level, and he is not the little rookie in the past.

As for the attention and all kinds of comments around him, Zhang Han is also used to it. The sensation caused by his battle with the Brad family is really a little big and too eye-catching. Therefore, since the students of the Martial Arts College know that Zhang Han is the one who dares to kill Mr. Bree. Son, resist the mine. After the Ming Xuanqing, they all worshipped Zhang Han crazily, which annoys Zhang Han like the star fans of later generations, but after all, everyone is a classmate, and they also worship themselves. Zhang Han can't do anything about it, so he can only endure it.

Fortunately, the good thing is that people's interest will always come to an end. Therefore, after watching Zhang Han as a monkey for a month, I found that although Zhang Han is strong, he is no different from them. In addition to having a good temper and likes reading books, he is basically an ordinary person. Therefore, after a period of strangeness The enthusiasm of those students also slowly dropped, which gave Zhang Han such a quiet opportunity. Therefore, although there were still some eyes and subtle remarks around at this time, Zhang Han still calmly studied alone, intoxicated in the sea of fighting spirit, and completely regarded the nymphomaniac around him as air.

"Xuanqing boy, Xuanqing boy..."

Just as Zhang Han was wandering alone in the sea of fighting spirit, suddenly, a loud voice came in from the door of the library in vain, and then Bazara's unique body also appeared in Zhang Han's eyes.

"Xuanqing boy, I know you're here, and I don't know what you think. There are so many beautiful women in our college. You don't look at it, but you like to stay in this broken library every day."

Bazara, who entered the door, also obviously saw Zhang Han's figure. He continued to fuck his special loud voice and shook his head at Zhang Han, as if Zhang Han was not worth doing so.

"Intor Bazara, what can I do for you?"

He looked at Bazara with a headache. After feeling that the eyes on his body had become more and more, Zhang Han smiled bitterly, as if he slowly put down the books in his hand reluctantly, and then asked Bazara helplessly.

"Kid, tomorrow is your freshman exchange meeting. I'm afraid you'll forget the time of drawing lots again. I'm here to take you..."

As if he didn't find Zhang Han's dissatisfaction at all, Bazara said his intention in a loud voice alone. After that, he looked at Zhang Han with a look that I cared about you very much.

"..... Let's go!"

At this time, Zhang Han also sounded that tomorrow is the so-called freshman conference, but Zhang Han felt that there was no need to participate in that freshman conference with his own strength, and he did not have that spare time. He just wanted to refuse that he did not want to participate, but he looked at Bazara's eyes and smiled bitterly, and the refusal to his mouth became I promised.

"Haha, boy, don't be so reluctant. Let's go. After the lottery, I'll take you to drink..."

Seeing Zhang Han agree, a smile suddenly appeared on Bazara's rough face. He put his arms around Zhang Han's neck and pulled Zhang Han to the door of the library and walked away, leaving a group of stunned colleges in the library. Listening to his rude words, he gradually walked away.