The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 53
After Cheng Wanxin and Song Qiuchen walked out of the villa.

"Take a taxi back to school by yourself."

"I still have something to do, so I won't see you off."

Cheng Wanxin said coldly.

Out of her mother's sight, there was no need for her to hide her disdain and impatience for Song Qiuchen.

"it is good."

Song Qiuchen nodded, he had no intention of walking with her.

He took a taxi and left.

"What are you wearing?"

"I don't even have a car, and I brag that someone gave him a villa."

"It's disgusting."

Cheng Wanxin couldn't understand his self-proclaimed appearance very much, so she shook her head.

She didn't know why she was angry. She didn't care about this kind of person at all.

He walked back to the villa alone.

"Wanxin, why are you back?" Dong Yun was taken aback.

"Didn't you ask you to send Xiaochen?"

"Mom, you still don't understand?"

"He is not from the same world as us, there is no need to talk to him, and I don't like him."

"What's the matter, isn't Xiaochen also a martial artist, and he goes to the same school as you."

"My mother, how many times have I told you, why don't you understand?" Cheng Wanxin said helplessly.

"Warrior also depends on the future. He has no family background to support him, so he is cannon fodder."

"Maybe, I'll die before I graduate."

"Is it so dangerous to go to Wuhan University?" Dong Yun was shocked.

"then you……"

"My dad and I didn't talk to you in detail before, because we were afraid that you would worry."

"Warrior must have the support of family connections and resources, especially as the cultivation base gets higher and higher."

"In this way, not only will you be able to go farther, but your status will be higher and higher, and it will be less easy for you to go to those dangerous places."

Cheng Wanxin patiently explained to her mother.

But Dong Yun still half understood.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a windbreaker returned to the villa in a hurry.

"My dad is back, let him talk to you."

Cheng Wanxin stepped forward and took the middle-aged man's arm intimately.

His father, Cheng Huai'an, was the boss of a multinational corporation, but he was also a fourth-rank social martial artist.

Cheng Wanxin told her father what happened just now, and Song Qiuchen's situation.

"In the future, don't introduce Wanxin to those messy lower-level people." Cheng Huaian frowned.

"Our Wanxin's targets must be those martial arts talents with family backgrounds and connections who are all first-class."

"Although Xiaochen's family background is average, but his character is decent, what's the matter?" Dong Yun said in disbelief.

"Personality is in charge of P, do you think it's the same as before?"

"The world has changed."

Cheng Huaian sat down, patiently explained the truth of the world with his wife.

As the changes in the world continued, there were some things that she should know.

…………

Song Qiuchen took a taxi and headed for Donghai City, the largest computer city.

Going to buy a laptop.

He has been surfing the Internet on his mobile phone.

Sometimes it is more convenient to use a laptop to look up information online.

Zhujiang Computer City is full of people.

Many shops are engaged in marketing and various activities, which are very lively.

Song Qiuchen didn't care about the price, and he didn't know much about computers in the memory of his predecessor.

So he picked a high-end brand phone at random, and was about to leave.

"Black shop, the tens of thousands of yuan computer I just bought from you a few days ago has a blue screen after two days of use, and I can't turn it on."

"It can't be repaired, and you still don't want a refund?"

"It's still unreasonable!"

At this time, not far away, a short-haired young man who looked like a college student was arguing with the shop owner.

"This is obviously your own improper operation."

"The store is not responsible."

The shop owner was obviously familiar with such things, and said indifferently.

There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"You sold me a fake, and you want to renege on it?" The short-haired young man narrowed his eyes.

"What, what can you do." The shop owner sneered.

He dared to do this, naturally he had something to rely on.

The background of Computer City is naturally not simple.

And this young man looks like a student from other places, so what's wrong with bullying him.

"well!"

"you are vicious."

The young man with short hair turned his back slowly, walked towards the door, and left.

The shop owner had a look of ridicule and complacency.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly flashed in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the crackling continued, and bursts of sparks flashed.

With a bang.

In the shop just now, all the computer appliances, regardless of whether they were plugged in or not, were burned down in an instant.

"What's going on, is the wire shorted?"

"No, this one is not plugged in!"

The shop owner looked confused, wanting to cry but not crying.

And the short-haired young man had already left.

Song Qiuchen looked at his back thoughtfully.

"Thunderbolt Awakened?"

What surges in the body is not the magic power of the immortal cultivator, but the awakened one.

At this time, the short-haired young man who had gone away seemed to feel Song Qiuchen's gaze.

Looking back at him, he smiled slightly, showing his white teeth.

……

On September [-]th, East China Sea Wuhan University officially started school.

In the first grade, [-] ordinary classes were opened.

As for the tenth ordinary class, there are a total of more than 30 people.

This is the least number of people in the ordinary class.

Of course, even any ordinary class.

In the outside world, they are all considered geniuses.

Song Qiuchen's tenth class is all warriors who have reached the first rank, and their vitality, speed, strength, explosive power, reaction ability, etc. are all outstanding, and the culture class is also super good.

In addition, there are some special recruits, including several awakened ones.

Every normal class is about the same.

More than 30 people, sitting in the classroom, have different temperaments.

Occasionally looking at each other, there is always a faint spark meeting in the air.

At Wuhan University, they are classmates, competitors, and partners!

Song Qiuchen unexpectedly discovered that the short-haired young man he met in the computer city a few days ago was actually in the same class as him.

The two made eye contact and then bounced away.

After a while, jingle bells, the class bell rang.

A middle-aged man in his 40s with a peaceful expression stepped on the class bell and walked in.

As soon as he came in, all the students present felt a coercion.

All of a sudden, the flow of Qi and blood was suffocated.

Only Song Qiuchen was not affected,
After the middle-aged man came in, he glanced at the whole class calmly and dignifiedly.

Then he said, "Students, my name is Yu Feng! I am your homeroom tutor. First of all, congratulations to everyone. After many tests, I finally became a freshman of Donghai Wuda University."

"Our East China Sea Martial Arts University has always been one of the benchmarks in the martial arts circle... I hope you can inherit the glory of the East China Sea Martial Arts University well and carry it forward."

"You are all excellent martial arts students from all over the world. Of course, there are also a few specially recruited students who are awakened. Except for the specialized courses on awakening power, they will take separate classes. At other times, everyone basically studies together."

"At the same time, there will be many large class courses, which will be taught together with other classes."

"But no matter how great and popular you were in the past, when you arrive at East China Sea Martial Arts University, everything starts from scratch. This is not an ordinary school, but a new battlefield!"

"So, I hope that everyone can unite. You are not only classmates, but also comrades in arms!"

(End of this chapter)