Infinite Shadow Clones, If I Find My True Form, I Will Lose!

Going to school is boring, extremely boring, especially in elite classes.

In order to catch up with the results of practitioners, Tang Gao had to put in more effort to ensure that he would not fall out.

Most of the mortal students in this class have excellent academic performance and plan to develop into a cultivator's auxiliary career in the future. They can be regarded as half public officials, half establishment, and can get a glimpse of the system.

After a tiring day, Tang Gao and Liu Ren were lying on the table, with circles in their eyes.

As the college entrance examination approaches, teachers become more and more imbecile and have the determination not to give up until they drain all their energy.

There were fewer and fewer students in the classroom, and Liu Ren felt that he had regained his composure a little. He took out a bottle of nutrient solution and took a few sips himself before handing it to Tang Gao: "Brother Tang, take a few sips slowly. We still have to practice martial arts after we go back." Woolen cloth."

Tang Gao took it and took two sips. He felt a warm current flow into his stomach. His eyes lit up slightly and he couldn't help but sigh: "Big dog, how much does this thing cost you?"

Once you taste it, you know it is a good thing, but it is disgusting and makes you envious of other people's children.

Liu Ren took it back and showed off a few more times, smacked his lips, and handed it to Tang Gao: "I don't know, my parents gave it to me. Brother Tang, let's go."

"Hey, let's go, let's go."

Tang Gao picked up his schoolbag and took two steps. He felt tired again and threw his schoolbag to Liu Ren, grinning and moving his shoulders.

Liu Ren is a cultivator. He is strong and not tired. He holds Tang Gao's schoolbag and murmurs: "Brother Tang, my parents want to treat you to a meal today, saying they want to thank you for helping me improve my liberal arts scores." , you are not allowed to shirk."

Tang Gao was a little surprised and nodded: "Okay."

After walking for two steps, Tang Gao suddenly remembered something.

"Your mother is a prosecutor and your father is a martial artist?"

Liu Ren gave him a strange look: "Brother Tang, didn't you already know this?"

Tang Gao frowned slightly. If he was in close contact with a higher-level cultivator than himself, there was a chance that his own cultivation level would be sensed.

Fortunately, the school is crowded, and the teachers focus on teaching. If you pay a little attention, you won't notice any changes in your cultivation, let alone your attributes.

But in front of experts who hunt down and kill evil cultivators, especially those who are higher level than themselves, I need to be more cautious.

Tang Gao didn't dare to take risks, so he directly recalled the violent justice messengers to merge, and used the justice attribute to cover the shadow attribute. Even if he was exposed, there would be no problem.

The two took the bus and arrived at Liu's house.

The Liu family lived in a villa area, a luxurious three-story villa covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters, with a swimming pool behind it, which showed its noble status.

But the decoration inside is very low-key, mainly in Xia Guo's ancient style, supplemented by modern design, showing the owner's sophisticated taste and positive and open attitude.

Liu Ren threw his two schoolbags on the sofa and called Tang Gao to come for sparring.

In the three years of high school, Tang Gao helped Liu Ren improve his liberal arts scores, and Liu Ren helped Tang Gao in sparring. The two of them complemented each other, made progress together, and made great progress.

Liu Ren hummed a tune, put on high-end armor for Tang Gao, and the two started sparring on the carpet in the living room.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Liu Ren's moves are quick and his movements are flexible, and he said proudly: "Brother Tang, I have become very proficient in my moves recently. I will definitely take off after graduation!"

Tang Gao nodded lightly, and then casually slapped Liu Ren's palm away. He felt more and more that Liu Ren's offensive was full of loopholes, which he couldn't bear to look at.

After fighting Zhao Cheng, an evil cultivator of the war spirit system, for hundreds of times, and then fighting Liu Ren, a novice he was familiar with, it was so easy that it was easier than breathing.

After Liu Ren was proud for a while, he found that every move he made was easily broken by Tang Gao. The pride on his face gradually dissipated, and his expression became serious.

Tang Gao felt that the offensive was picking up a little, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to slap away Liu Ren's attacks at will.

The corner of Liu Ren's mouth began to twitch, and he concentrated on launching an offensive. He even couldn't help but use the traditional footwork, trying to confuse Tang Gao to attack.

Tang Gao's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the landing point of Liu Ren's feet from the corner of his eyes.

The offensive attack can confuse people, and the footwork never deviates from the original, locking a person's attack distance.

Especially in the early days.

Tang Gao lightly poked Liu Ren's wrist with two fingers, breaking his offensive.

Liu Ren's wrist went numb and his attack was completely broken. He subconsciously backed away in a hurry and looked at Tang Gao in surprise: "Brother Tang, why did you look like a different person overnight? Have you been snatched away?"

In the past, Brother Tang's theoretical ability was strong and within the scope of understanding.

Today, Brother Tang is just like abnormal development, with a kind of comprehensive and qualitative progress.

It's weird, we all practice martial arts together, why are you so strong?

Tang Gao began to take off his armor and clicked his tongue twice: "Why do I think you are lazy? Is this the result of your recent efforts? It's nothing, just a noob."

Liu Ren looked confused and couldn't help but clasp his face with his fingers: "That's not right, I'm obviously very hardworking, I'm not lazy!"

I like to have fun, but when I should work hard, I work hard!

"Bah bang bang...you have such a strong sense of fighting. Xiao Gao, you have made great progress."

Tang Gao was surprised for a moment and raised his head to look at where the sound came from.

Dad Liu stood at the stairs on the second floor, smiling and applauding: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Gao, take a rest and let's eat. Your aunt has already prepared the meal."

Tang Gao gave Liu Ren the armor, his expression remained unchanged, and he said politely: "That's right, this is Renzi helping me practice my martial arts test scores."

Dad Liu chuckled: "Can I not know what kind of guy he is? Don't be polite. Let's go to the restaurant to eat."

Liu Ren was humiliated and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Dad, am I so unbearable?"

Father Liu looked at him and smiled, with a murderous aura in his smile: "You have the talent that your mother and I gave you, as well as the physical advantages of a practitioner. In terms of skill training, you are actually better than a small person who just practices martial arts." There are so many, what kind of tricks have you practiced?"

Liu Ren shrank his neck and went to put on his armor obediently, pretending not to hear his father's condemnation.

Theoretically speaking, you should really have the advantage.

Actually... I lost particularly badly today, and I don’t know why.

In the restaurant, Liu's mother and Liu Ren put the dishes and food on the table together. Liu's father and Tang Gao sat at the table and waited to chat.

After a while, everything was ready and we started eating.

From time to time, Father Liu picked up vegetables and put them in Tang Gao's bowl, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Gao. If it weren't for you, my son would have been kicked out long ago with his poor grades."

Liu Ren's face turned red and he banged his chopsticks on the bowl in protest: "Dad, my training results are very good!"

Dad Liu turned his head and smiled: "I was just called over by my old head teacher at three o'clock this afternoon. He asked me to see what the bullshit homework you handed in was."

Liu Ren's class teacher was also Liu's father's old class teacher.

Being embarrassed this time, it can be said that Father Liu felt what it means to lose face for the first time in a long time.

Liu Ren's face froze, feeling something was wrong, but he didn't know what went wrong, so he continued to say harshly: "It's impossible, all the homework I wrote is correct."

Brother Tang's literary test score is the best in the class, how could something go wrong?

Liu Ma nudged her eldest son with her elbow, signaling him to talk less and stop adding fuel to the fire. Today, her husband came back full of anger, just waiting to explode.

Father Liu looked at his eldest son. If looks could kill, he now wanted to cut his son into pieces: "So, is this the reason why you made me lose all my face in front of my old head teacher and in front of the entire office teachers? ?”

Liu Ren felt bad, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly shut up. He didn't dare to contradict his father, but he couldn't help but said: "Impossible, I didn't write it wrong."

"Be careful next time you copy your homework. Don't copy Tang Gao's name on it."

Liu Ren's face instantly turned pale, his hands trembled slightly, and he knew he was doomed.

I shouldn't be chatting with Brother Tang while copying my homework!