Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 41 The new principal of No. 3 Middle School, the “villain” chronology

Night falls.

In another group of "tombstones" at the training base.

About twenty students, wearing uniforms from high schools in the city, were gathering in front of the street lamp, whispering about something.

"I really don't understand why the school wants those key classes to come together to get the quota...the training hasn't even started yet, and so much has been included."

The young man with dyed red hair and a school uniform wrapped around his waist had a look of displeasure on his face: "They'd better pray that their lacrosse performance won't affect the comprehensive training results of No. 2 Middle School, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what..."

The girl with a high ponytail next to him gave him a sharp look and signaled him not to talk nonsense: "Shen Fei, people from other schools are here. Be careful what you say and don't embarrass the school."

"I know, Squad Leader Zhao."

The red-haired young man known as "Shen Fei" curled his lips and leaned against the street lamp with his arms folded.

Although there was still some anger on his face, he still kept his mouth shut and listened to the words of the two students wearing Taoli Middle School uniforms beside him.

"I heard that the guys from No. 3 Middle School arrived one day earlier than us. Given their level, I'm afraid the whole army will be wiped out after this wave of 'meeting gifts'."

"Then you've got to think too much. As far as I know, the new principal of No. 3 Middle School is a real ruthless character. He said he once crawled among the dead in the Qingshan Secret Realm.

The province bought his face and not only increased its investment in No. 3 Middle School, but also took the initiative to arrange for his own children to be taught and enrolled in school. Now, No. 3 Middle School is at least as good as ours..."

"That's it..."

"Okay, don't talk about useless things, let's think about how to get through this situation first."

After everyone heard this, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction of the "tombstones" group.

Under the dim light, there were no fewer than fifty ferocious ghost figures standing by the windows of the small villas.

They have different shapes, some are covered with pus, some have three heads on their necks, some have twisted limbs, and some are burly.

The only common feature is that their eyes reveal human cunning and deep-seated malice.

To put it bluntly, it is extremely aggressive.

This point is different from the "Old Six" whom the No. 3 Middle School students encountered last night, who was accustomed to dodging sneak attacks.

It is this ferocity that wants to chew people's bones together, causing these students from No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, Taoli and other high schools who have not experienced war to suffer "heavy losses."

The remaining ones who were keenly vigilant and outstanding in strength, that is, these people now, decisively abandoned the relatively small "tombstone group" and came to this relatively empty area, preparing to start a head-on confrontation with the evil ghost. Contest.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the other party changed his previous "evil wolf" style.

He just stood quietly by the window of the villa and watched them silently, without choosing to pursue them.

This situation makes it seem like they, a group of top students from major high schools and the future hope of the league, are more like sheep surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"It's so impulsive."

Ji Nian, who is "one of the wolves" commented.

At this moment, he was staying on a hillside not far from the "Tombstones", silently watching every move of the "prey" below.

Just as a gust of cold wind blew by, it lightly touched the white man holding the mourning stick in Wu Chang's hand, and the clouds dispersed accordingly.

The cold moonlight emerged, shining brightly on the body of the paper man with blood-red cheeks and pale face, making it strange and terrifying.

And the calendar is sitting on the dark red longevity material carried by such a strange team, with a big golden sword, full of aura.

The mountain ghost money hanging on the chest also reflects the strange brilliance under the moonlight, adding a bit of majesty.

Coupled with his "villain-looking" outfit, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a villain.

"It's still not possible to survive three chapters." Ji Nian couldn't help complaining: "If it is a good author, it is possible to survive thirty chapters."

After complaining, he looked into the distance and carefully observed the area below.

He didn't go out wandering around in the middle of the night yesterday.

After walking around for a while, I basically got a certain understanding of each area of ​​this training base.

And here, after careful study, he learned that it was the best position to gain insight into the overall situation.

Sitting here, you have an unobstructed view of the entire lower area:

"Group of tombstones", students standing next to street lamps, a group of people lying in the grass...

"etc?"

Keenly aware of the strange chronology, he subconsciously turned his head and saw about a dozen guys in various autumn clothes on the hillside not far away, lying in the grass with their buttocks sticking out.

A guy with a strong physique, as strong as an ox, seemed to be unable to bear the intrusion of the insects that had not yet died in early autumn. After muttering a few words, he suddenly stood up and patted his clothes.

This move frightened everyone around him, and after they reacted, they hurriedly pulled him down.

Someone seemed to have taken the opportunity to curse a lot of unpleasant words, almost causing the guy as strong as an ox to get up and beat him up.

"What idiot?"

Ji Nian made a casual comment, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked for a good light, and at an angle, he took a picture of the crowd pouting.

Then forwarded to Su Wen’s WeChat message: “Teacher Su, are they also the people you found?”

The message was sent successfully.

But a few minutes passed and there was still no response.

Full of doubts, he had no choice but to put away his phone and turned to look at the people lurking in the grass, his eyes twinkling slightly.

He had a fairly keen intuition, but he always felt that something was not quite right.

But now that the situation is unclear, he can only adapt to circumstances and act on the spot.

"This training base has the layout of the Card Creators Association, and basically no outsiders can come in. Even if there are, they are put in deliberately, so you don't need to pay attention to them. My main task at the moment is to find a way to win over those top guys.

born."

After the brainstorming, Ji Nian took out a bottle of mental potion from his pocket, took a sip, tried to adjust to his condition, and then waited quietly.

Waiting for the best time to come.

Just like that, I don’t know how long it took.

The group of high school students below who had been on high alert for a long time finally began to show signs of exhaustion, but the evil spirits in the "Tombstone Group" seized this gap and came out in full force!

In an instant, the rich Yin Qi surrounding his body turned into billowing black clouds, coming over him with the momentum of a sea wave.

This horrifying scene made the students dare not fight hard at all.

He hurriedly retreated, trying to distance himself from the evil spirits, and then use the opportunity to counterattack.

But when they retreated to a step, the No. 1 middle school student in the lead had a hardened look on his face and stopped.

Everyone then looked up and saw a slender figure with a pale face and a wry smile standing on the platform at the end of the steps.

Next to him, there was a coffin with a strong corpse smell spread across it, and a man wearing a black and red uniform of the Fusion Sect was sitting on it with a golden sword.

(End of chapter)