The reincarnated swordsman only wants to be a fun person

In the training ground on the 27th floor, Zhu Miao jumped out from the corridor and jumped next to Tian Xiaoxiao who was training.

Moves lightly and swiftly, like a kitten,

She looked at Tian Xiaoxiao with sparkling eyes. "I heard that he beat the ninth-ranked student in the intermediate class so badly that he couldn't fight back. If he's that strong, can he be promoted directly to the intermediate class?"

Tian Xiaoxiao continued to swing the sword, but there was no response.

Zhu Miao jumped to her other side, leaned forward, and blinked: "Are you stimulated by your brother's strength? So you are working hard to become stronger?"

Tian Xiaoxiao remained silent.

Zhu Miao seemed to have noticed something. She stopped disturbing him and squatted beside him, supporting her chin with both hands, watching quietly.

Half an hour later, Tian Xiaoxiao finished a set of training. She looked at Zhu Miao and said, "Don't pretend. You will be there this afternoon."

"Huh!?"

Zhu Miao didn't feel embarrassed by being exposed. Instead, he looked surprised: "How could you see me in such a huge crowd? Are you in love with me?"

Tian Xiaoxiao turned around and went downstairs.

Zhu Miao quickly followed and asked, "Can you tell me how your brother made the bullets ignore the gun amulet?"

Tian Xiaoxiao: "Use the talisman."

Zhu Miao was stunned. "Talismans? Are they the ones we Chinese people know? The ones that say, 'There was a sage named Qu in Henan who was good at writing talismans in red ink, and could summon and kill ghosts and gods and send them on missions'?"

Tian Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at Zhu Miao in surprise: "Have you read the Book of the Later Han Dynasty?"

Zhu Miao was also surprised: "I heard it from my sister... No, how do you know this sentence comes from the Book of the Later Han Dynasty? Have you read it?"

Tian Xiaoxiao restrained her expression and continued walking forward: "Xiao Yi asked me to see it."

"Why are you showing this?"

Zhu Miao seemed to have endless questions.

Tian Xiaoxiao felt a little uneasy, she suspected that she had met a talkative roommate.

"Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao, why are you silent again?"

"...to lay the foundation for future cultivation =_="

"What are you practicing? Cultivating the true self?"

Zhu Miao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Tian Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently: "Almost."

Zhu Miao stopped immediately, grabbed Tian Xiaoxiao, and asked seriously, "Does your brother still need a sister?"

"No shortage."

Tian Xiaoxiao swiftly shook off her hand.

Zhu Miao held her again: "Then do you still need a sister?"

Tian Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at Zhu Miao: "Do you want to learn too?"

Zhu Miao nodded repeatedly.

Tian Xiaoxiao said: "I will ask Xiaoyi for you. If it works, you have to call me sister."

Zhu Miao smiled sweetly: "I can shout right now, Sister~Sister~! Sister!!"

Tian Xiaoxiao: “…” She didn’t feel the expected sense of accomplishment at all.

She sighed: "It sounds nice to shout, don't shout again in the future."

……

……

the other side.

There are 2 households on the 8th floor of the seventh dormitory building.

In the living room, Aiyelike Kalia was also discussing today's news headlines with two roommates.

"You're worthy of being our number one."

The one who spoke was a gray-haired boy. He smiled and said, "Although I'm not familiar with him, as we're from the same class, I'm still proud of him."

——Frey Pedia, ranked 41st in the entrance exam.

The black-haired boy next to him turned his gaze to Aiilek and said, "I heard from those who participated in the final assessment that the top-ranked person doesn't seem to be willing to let you, Young Duke, go."

——Li Bo, ranked 96th in the entrance examination.

Aiilek remained silent.

Li Bo raised the corner of his mouth: "Is the young Duke worried too?"

Aiilek glanced at him: "Are you gloating?"

Li Bo shook his head: "I am looking forward to it. I hope that the young duke will teach him a lesson and dampen his arrogance."

"Oh?"

Aiilek was a little surprised: "Aren't you from the same place?"

Li Bo laughed and said, "It's because we come from the same place that I don't like seeing him who is better than me."

I see,

What ridiculous vanity.

Aiilek sneered: "Among the people from China, there are eight who are more powerful than you. Do you want them to disappear too?"

"Do not."

Li Bo said: "Rather than disappearing, I would rather see them fall to ruin."

Frey's gaze turned contemptuous. "Will pulling them down highlight your talent?"

Noticing his unfriendly gaze, Li Bo's smile faded slightly: "I heard that the less a person has of something, the more they desire it.

You are now looking down on me for no reason. Does this mean that you feel inferior when facing the top 30 players? "

Frey stood up with a gloomy expression.

Sensing the tension, Aiilek said at the right moment, "Calm down, everyone. It's very troublesome for Twin Sacred College to change dormitories. You don't want to be constantly at loggerheads for the next few years, do you?"

Frey said expressionlessly, "Tit-for-tat confrontation is based on equal strength. I don't think this rat in the gutter has that kind of strength."

Li Bo chuckled. "A 41st-placed person is looking down on me, a 96th-placed one? On the report card, I only killed four fewer people than you. Is that what makes you so complacent?"

Those after 37th place all used all 10 restorations.

Among them, the exit times of the 38th to 200th level were very similar, especially for the top 100, whose 11th kills were all within half an hour.

Therefore, compared to the time of exit, the number of kills is more prominent.

"Instead of arguing, why don't we just have a fight?"

Frey pointed downstairs. "It's at the training ground. The loser will avoid the winner from now on. Dare you?"

Li Bo also stood up: "Why not just duel..."

"Can you give me a favor?"

Aiilek sighed tiredly, "If you're unhappy, it will affect me, and once I'm affected, my training efficiency will decrease, and I'll feel unhappy."

He raised his head and looked at the two of them with cold eyes: "At times like this, I will deal with the person who makes me unhappy."

Frey and Li Bo fell silent.

He is the heir to the powerful Duke's family and is also related by blood to the Pope.

They simply couldn't afford to offend such a nobleman.

Seeing that the two had stopped arguing, Aiilek also handed over the steps in due time: "There is no need for us to argue about who is higher or lower.

The most important thing now is how we can gain more convenience in this new environment."

He wanted to continue to use the Duke's power in the school.

Frey and Li Bo also heard it, and they sat down in tacit understanding. Frey asked: "There will be at least two factions of freshmen, right? One is the No. 1, and the other is the Twelfth Saint.

Young Duke, are you planning to rely on the Twelfth Saint, or to establish one on your own?"

Aiilek asked in return: "Do you have any suggestions?"

What does it mean?

Want to recruit us?

For a moment, Frey was unsure of his thoughts.

Li Bo, however, had a vague suspicion: "Young Duke, you don't think highly of the Twelfth Saint?"

Aiilek nodded: "Although saints are not in line with common sense, they are all geniuses among geniuses without exception.

But before talking about talent, ceiling, miracles, etc., they are first of all human beings.

If they want to become true saints, they also need to study and practice.

In this process, they are not invincible. In the past, many saints were suppressed by their peers during their growth stage. "

...He means that the twelfth saint is no match for the first one?

Frey looked at him in shock.

Li Bo frowned. "What are you going to do, Young Duke? That number one guy said he wanted to kill you, and he didn't mean it. I think he's a lunatic."

"No need to 'feel'."

A trace of regret flashed across Aiilek's face: "He is indeed a madman. I regret offending him now."

Regret?

Li Bo asked, "Young Duke, you should have had enough time to make him disappear before school started, right? Why didn't you do anything then?"

Aiilek shook his head. "I sent people to cause trouble for him, but they disappeared that same day. The next day, I even received a warning from your Huaxia Xinhuo Bureau."

Fire Bureau?

Li Bo was shocked. He didn't expect that the No. 1 person actually had a background, and it was from the official Chinese government.

Frey went straight to the core and asked, "So, Young Duke, are you planning to surrender to the number one?"

Aiilek shook his head again: "Impossible, not to mention that as the heir to the Duke's family, I cannot bow to a commoner.

Even if the family allows it, I can still swallow my anger, and it will be useless."

He looked at the two of them and said calmly, "That lunatic will not accept my apology."

"Just because you found someone to attack him?"

Frey still didn't quite understand the No. 1's train of thought.

It was just a test, and you wouldn't really die in the secret realm.

Even if it affects your grades, you just have to submit a restoration. Is it necessary to hold a grudge and carry it into real life?

Aiilek was silent for a moment, then he said, “My intuition tells me that guy has never been annoyed at all.

He wanted to kill me, probably just because I gave him a reason to do so."

...What kind of murderer logic is this?

Frey and Li Bo both felt a sense of horror.

Aiilek continued, “So the current situation is that if we go to the Twelfth Saint, he will most likely not be able to protect us.

If I surrender to No. 1, I might die a more miserable death.

So, we only have one option left.”

"What road?" ×2

"We will establish a group and join the Twelfth Sage's camp in a cooperative relationship."

Aiilek said with a serious expression, "Only in this way can we avoid being used as sacrifices when the twelfth saint loses to the first."

Cooperation must be mutually beneficial.

Once one party loses its value, the other party has a reason to withdraw and not be bound.