my goddess school flower

Wang Ziqiao staggered, grabbed the edge of the bed, stood up, glared at Liu Yong, and as he glared, he felt some fiery aura suddenly appeared in the air.

Subconsciously, he opened his five fingers towards Liu Yong, moved them regularly, and whispered a rudimentary flame spell, and a ball of flame appeared on Liu Yong's chest out of thin air.

But Liu Yong, who wanted to continue chasing and beating, suddenly felt a fire in front of his eyes, looked down, and the clothes on his chest spontaneously ignited.

Immediately after a bang, Liu Yong fell on his back.

It turned out that Liu Yong actually had a lighter in his jacket pocket. The flame that Wang Ziqiao was emitting could not have the power to explode, but the flame made the lighter very hot, and suddenly exploded, which scared Zhao Zhong down. .

Moreover, the power of the lighter explosion was not weak. The casing wounded the skin on Liu Yong's chest, and the flammable gas that spread out intensified Wang Ziqiao's magic flame. In a short while, Liu Yong's predecessor was covered in flames. .

"Ah... ah..." Liu Yong was so frightened that he rolled over and over again.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhong picked up a plastic cup on the table and poured a cup of water on Liu Yong's body, only then did the flame go out.

But Liu Yong had part of his skin burned, and he screamed in pain.

On the other hand, Zhang Hai, who had been beaten with blood all over his head, was also sober at this time, but Wang Ziqiao stepped on his chest and said angrily: "Today is just a lesson, I warn you, don't dare to mess with me again!" , it’s not so easy to talk about!”

Looking at the strong killing intent in Wang Ziqiao's eyes, Zhang Hai felt scared for the first time, and felt that Wang Ziqiao was not as weak and deceitful as he imagined. He just glared at Wang Ziqiao, but he didn't dare to fight again.

And Liu Yong, whose skin was burnt to death, left the dormitory with Zhang Hai's support and went to the school's infirmary.

It's just that Zhao Zhong looked at Wang Ziqiao thoughtfully for a while, didn't say much, turned off the computer and went to sleep.

But Wang Ziqiao couldn't fall asleep. He was analyzing the fire magic that he used just now in a rage. He found that only with a high concentration of mental power can he quickly mobilize the fire elves in the air, and the law of magic spells and finger fluctuations , is communicating with the fire elves, issuing their own orders, allowing them to carry out activities according to their own wishes.

Spells are the language used to communicate with elemental spirits. The frequency of fingers is equivalent to the ancient soldiers' talismans. The more powerful the magic, the more it needs the cooperation of the hands, and some super magics need the staff even more.

Although Wang Ziqiao knew that his current mental power was not strong, and he had to be cautious before using magic, but this was a good start. He was no longer affected by the remnant soul of the magician, and used his own ability. It's magic.Prove that you have officially become a junior magician.

Soon, he too fell asleep.

Wang Ziqiao got up at five o'clock the next day and found that Zhang Hai and Liu Yong hadn't come back. Putting on the lead vest, fixing the lead bag and leggings, he quickly ran to the playground.

After five laps, Wang Ziqiao came to an uninhabited grove in the campus. In a secluded place, he began to practice the Demon God Art. The Demon God Art is mainly to move Qi and blood, but in the initial stage, one hundred and eight different basic movements must be coordinated , each movement corresponds to an area of ​​the body, which can greatly strengthen the more than 600 muscles and even the internal organs of the human body.

Of course, the greater the effect, the greater the physical strength and energy consumed. With Wang Ziqiao's fat body, most of the movements are not in place.Wang Ziqiao also knows that he can't ask for that perfection, so he can only persevere until he can see all the capillaries in his body, so he doesn't need to do these basic movements anymore, just meditate and practice the Demon God Art.

Qi and blood circulate through capillaries, and the blood of the whole body flows in the blood vessels. The total mileage in 24 hours is 26 kilometers, which is many times longer than the combined length of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

But if you want to gain insight into such subtleties, you must have strong spiritual power, and you must not practice it unless you are a magician.

Normally only about one-third of the capillaries in the human body are open to meet the needs of the body, and practicing the Demon God Art is to stimulate the other two-thirds of the potential.

Therefore, once Wang Ziqiao cultivates the Demon God Art to great success, he will be twice as strong as the strongest human being in this world. This is definitely not as simple as one plus two equals three, but a world of difference.

And through the capillaries, he can also control all the substances in his body in the most subtle way, and he is invulnerable to all diseases. Coupled with the continuous refining of magic elements, the strength and combat effectiveness of his flesh and blood will also be greatly improved again.

Of course, in the memory of the magician, it seems that the magician also failed to cultivate this kind of exercise to great success, because he was not very old at that time, otherwise, he would not have died unknowingly.

Moreover, in order to increase the strength of the body, it is necessary to have foreign aids, such as century-old ginseng, cordyceps sinensis, Tianshan snow lotus and other good things.It's just that these princes don't have to think about it for the time being, they don't have that money.

After completing the one hundred and eight movements, it was exactly seven o'clock, and he was sweating profusely. He collected his breath, calmed down for a while, and left the grove.

After breakfast, Wang Ziqiao returned to the dormitory and looked at today's class schedule. There were two classes in the morning, namely basic accounting and marketing. He picked up the books for these two classes and went to the relevant classrooms.

Since this course is basically a compulsory course in the Department of Economics and Management, the classroom is also a large classroom, and students from the three classes take it together.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Wang Ziqiao was called out by the counselor, and Zhang Hai was also called out at the same time, but Liu Yong was not in the class.

The counselor was a young man under the age of 30, wearing black-rimmed glasses, before speaking, his face was already full of anger, and he was staring at Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao actually didn't have a good impression of this counselor.

Sometimes counselors don't necessarily like honest students, but those who can do things and have strong abilities, especially those like Zhang Hai, who go to the counselor's house every now and then. Of course, gifts are indispensable, and naturally they are more To the counselor's favor, even if you don't usually come to class, you can just make a phone call to solve the problem.

Of course, those students with noble births and powerful parents will also receive special care from the counselors.

But Fatty has none of those things. If he has a bad image, a stupid mouth, an honest person, and a lack of academic excellence, he is doomed.

The counselor Jiang Ning stared at Wang Ziqiao for a long time before asking with dignity: "Did you fight with your classmates yesterday? Do you know that the school will deal with fights seriously?"

"Teacher, before I answer your question, can I ask you a word?" Wang Ziqiao said.

"Ask!" Jiang Ning was puzzled.

"What would you do if someone hit you for no reason?"

Jiang Ning understood Wang Ziqiao's intention as soon as he heard it, but he still asked: "What do you mean by that?"

"Yesterday I was in self-defense. Zhang Hai and Liu Yong beat me. Could it be that I can't resist? Let them fight?" Wang Ziqiao asked angrily, raising his voice a lot.