Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

However, Dongfang Xueqi did not fall down.

Her body twisted in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

However, her feet moved more than ten meters away on the ground.

Song Wenwen really wants to know, after rubbing on the ground for more than ten meters, is Dongfang Xueqi's sole okay?

Before Dongfang Xueqi could catch her breath, Song Wenwen came to her again.

This time, Song Wenwen's body fell from the sky like a rotating electric drill.

Then, he kicked Dongfang Xueqi in the head.

Just looking at his attacking methods, people who don't know may think that he and Dongfang Xueqi have some kind of life-and-death enmity.

Faced with this situation, Dongfang Xueqi could only be forced to defend.

She crossed her arms again, covering her head.

"Bang!" A collision sounded.

Dongfang Xueqi flew out.

This time, instead of gliding on the ground, it rolled several times on the ground like a ball.

"Pfft!" After stopping her body, Dongfang Xueqi spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Song Wenwen, you are too much!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Baiyun yelled at Song Wenwen, and then hurried forward to help Dongfang Xueqi up.

"Dongfang Xueqi, I can understand the brief sadness."

"Because it's human nature."

"But if you have been indulging in sadness, then I will only look down on you."

"If you have been indulging in sadness and unable to cheer up, then I will avenge Brother Qianren."

"However, I did this not because he is your father, but because he is the master's son."

Song Wenwen turned and left after finishing speaking.

Although he didn't spend much time with Dongfang Xueqi, he still had some understanding of her character.

Dongfang Xueqi has a strong personality, even if she is sad, she will not cry like other girls.

She will only suppress the sadness in her heart.

For such a character, ordinary comfort is of no use at all.

Moreover, he believed that Ye Baiyun and the others should have comforted them too.

Therefore, he kept making Dongfang Xueqi angry before, just to let her vent all the grief in her heart.

The reason why he injured her in the end was also because he felt that serious illness required strong medicine.

Only in this way can Dongfang Xueqi cheer up.

This is an alternative aggressive method.

After being helped up by Ye Baiyun, Dongfang Xueqi looked at Song Wenwen's leaving back, her eyes fascinated for a while.

No one knows what she is thinking.

However, she listened to what Song Wenwen said just now.

"My father's revenge, I will avenge myself!"

"Baiyun, let's go and practice with me." After a few seconds, Dongfang Xueqi said in a very flat tone.

"But, your body?"

"Have you forgotten what my power is?"

"This little injury is nothing to me at all."

Dongfang Xueqi has the ability of [Vitality]. For her, as long as she is not dead, no matter how serious the injury is, it will be a minor injury.

...

After Song Wenwen and Dongfang Xueqi separated, they went to find Chen Bo, the vice principal of Imperial Capital College.

Chen Bo's face looked a little pale, as if he had not recovered from a serious injury.

"Old Chen, what's wrong with you?" Song Wenwen asked.

"The last time I fought with Sanyuan Tianshengzun, I was injured a little bit, and I haven't fully recovered yet."

"Why are you here, brat? Didn't you go out to practice? You came back so soon?"

"I said it before, I don't have any money."

While Chen Bo was talking, he suddenly emphasized.

He really knows Song Wenwen too well, and he goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.

Moreover, if you take the initiative to find him, I guarantee that nothing good will happen.

"Old Chen, where are you talking about?"

"Do I look like someone short on money?"

"I came to you this time mainly because I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you."

"Stop it, stop it, you will miss me, a sow can cook four dishes and one soup."

He didn't believe a word of what Song Wenwen said.

"Old Chen, I'm so sad when you say that."

"If you have something to say, if you don't say it, I can go."

"I came to you because I wanted you to help me through the back door."

"I have a friend who is very talented. I want you to help him get a student ID card for Imperial Capital Academy, which will allow him to enter and leave the school at will." Song Wenwen didn't beat around the bush.

"Back door? That's impossible."

"According to the rules of the Imperial Capital Academy, if you fail to meet the enrollment standards, you must not enter the Imperial Capital Academy."

"Don't say it's you, even if your father asks, it won't work." Chen Bo refused without thinking.

Once this precedent is established, wouldn't the sons, daughters and grandchildren of so many great figures in the imperial capital all have to enter?

Imperial College.

At that time, the Imperial Capital Academy may become a mob.

"Old Chen, listen to me first."

"The person I'm talking about, his talent, absolutely meets the admissions standards of Imperial College."

"Let me put it this way, his talent is only a little bit worse than mine."

"Just because he stayed in the village before, his talent was buried."

"He is twenty years old this year, and already has the strength of Platinum Four." Song Wenwen explained.

"Twenty years old, platinum four?"

"That's okay, but it doesn't seem to be as exaggerated as you said."

He knew how talented Song Wenwen was.

Song Wenwen just said that the other party's talent is only a little bit worse than his, but he is quite interested.

However, the strength of a twenty-year-old Platinum Four is the realm of an ordinary junior.

"Do you know how long it took him to go from gold five to platinum four?"

"Less than fifteen days."

Afterwards, Song Wenwen briefly described what happened to Gan Lu to Chen Bo.

"Ability [good luck]?"

"Growable potential?"

"Can you absorb other people's luck, enhance your own luck, and get adventures?"

"Fifteen days is more than one big realm?"

Regarding what Song Wenwen said, Chen Bo's eyes widened.

He has lived for so long, and this is the first time he has encountered such a strange ability.

This kind of peculiar talent and ability is in line with the admission standards of Imperial College.

"Will the school accept him, will it bring bad luck to the school?" Chen Bo asked a little worried.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

"He is basically able to control his luck now."

"Old Chen, you should be clear."

"If Gan Lu's strength is stronger, when he goes to Jiuzhongguan, how much help he will bring to Jiuzhongguan."

Hearing what Song Wenwen said, Chen Bo's eyes lit up.

Things like luck are the most ethereal.

Once Gan Lu transported the mold to the Sanyuantian people, no one knew what would happen.

Sometimes it can be scary to be alone.

Because, this is not only related to his own life and death.

Once the butterfly effect is caused, it is really possible that the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, reaching the possibility of genocide.

"Okay, I agree to let Gan Lu become a student of Imperial College!"

Finally, Chen Bo made up his mind.