Let You Open A Cafeteria, And All The Students Have Become Martial Arts Saints?

The next day, Xia Cheng slept until nearly ten o'clock before getting up.

As a standard young man, there is no concept of breakfast in his world.

Especially if you have to do it yourself, that's even more impossible.

Anyway, I'm not hungry now, so it's easier to eat lunch directly.

After closing last night, Xia Cheng made a lot of egg fried rice for his dinner.

He also wants to eat something else, but the priority now is to improve his own strength.

The ninth floor of warriors is still too weak. Among the dozen or so people who came to dinner last night, most of them have become warriors, and only two are quasi-martialists.

The minimum requirement for entering the Eight Great Martial Arts Schools is the eighth level of martial arts, usually the ninth level of martial arts, or even quasi-martial arts, in order to be admitted steadily.

Xia Cheng is also aware that he must become a martial artist as soon as possible, and narrowing the gap with his peers is a top priority.

After one night, under the effect of fried rice with eggs, he made a big progress in the ninth floor of warriors.

It is estimated that it will take only a few days to reach the perfection of the ninth level of martial arts, and a sense of aura will be born in the body.

He has experienced the pleasure of eating while others are practicing and cheating on himself.

Simply not too cool.

But it is not without disadvantages, or limitations.

Because of his eagerness to improve his strength, Xia Cheng made a big pot of egg fried rice yesterday, but after eating it, the effect became worse and worse.

Combined with the effect of the first night, Xia Cheng already understood that there is an upper limit to improving strength by eating every day.

"Why don't you give me a system? I still have to fumble around to open it. I'm tired."

Xia Cheng sighed, pushed open the door of the kitchen, and began to prepare the dishes for lunch.

the other side.

The students of Zhanwu Academy are still in class.

In the martial arts class, the burly martial arts teacher was talking about it with spit.

"What is a martial skill? For you, a martial skill is a skill that can defeat or kill the enemy at the least cost. This is a martial skill!"

"As a warrior, the importance of martial arts is self-evident, but it doesn't mean that the more powerful a martial skill is, the more suitable it is for you."

"..."

It has to be said that, as the instructor of the five majors in Rongcheng, he definitely has two skills. A simple overview will include the core of martial arts and the application analysis.

The adoring eyes of the students below also benefited the instructor very much.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes floating out of the window and with a wall clock appeared in the instructor's sight, looking particularly out of place.

"Nie Rufeng, I've said so much, what martial arts do you think is most suitable for you?"

"Ma Po Tofu!"

The others in the classroom were stunned for a moment, and then burst into thunderous laughter.

"I'm dying of laughter, do you have this kind of martial skill?"

"Why not? I think it must be Ma Po who Nie Rufeng likes. He wants to eat her tofu!"

"Do you want to laugh at me to death and inherit my money?"

Nie Rufeng was blushing until he made a slip of the tongue, and was a little at a loss. What he was thinking about just now was to finish class quickly so that he could go to the third cafeteria to eat his beloved tofu.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by the instructor.

Seeing him like this, the instructor also laughed, and didn't mean to pursue it.

The atmosphere of universities is generally very relaxed, especially in Martial Arts Academy. Whether you work hard or not is your own business, and you can't blame others if you lose your life because of lack of strength.

What the tutors can do is to give their own suggestions when the students need help, so that they can avoid some detours.

"Okay, that's all for today's lesson. When you go back to choose martial arts, don't choose it as a menu."

Finally, he clicked on Nie Rufeng again, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and the tutor walked out of the classroom with his textbook.

The one who walked out of the gate was Nie Rufeng.

Seeing his abnormal appearance, the two students who usually have a good relationship with him looked at each other and followed quietly.

It's not just Nie Rufeng. In the school, as long as the students who ate mapo tofu yesterday, this morning will be spent in torment.

If the canteen didn't open until noon, someone would have blocked Xia Cheng's door in the morning.

Some people also saw their hurried footsteps, but they just shook their heads and ignored them.

With such a ferocious expression, he should be fighting.

They're all young people, and they're still warriors, so it's normal to be angry.

.....

"Weiwei, thank you very much, without your help, I would have suffered a lot if I wanted to get these two ice-cold jades."

In a secret realm, two girls walked side by side.

One of them was the rich girl Ning Weiwei who gave Xia Cheng the first start-up capital.

At this time, Ning Weiwei was wearing emerald green battle armor, fully armed, holding a long sword in her hand, and a trace of fatigue was still on her face.

The same is true of the other girl, she is definitely not inferior to Fu Luoli in appearance, the two have completely different styles.

If Ning Weiwei is a legal lolita who has not yet grown up, then the other girl can make people feel the beauty of youth when she sees her, and she is full of vigor and vitality.

"It's okay, Lingxi. It's just that your attributes are restrained by the Snow Demon Girl, otherwise you will be fine."

Hearing what Ning Weiwei said, Chu Lingxi's face was full of anger.

The skills passed down in her family are also of the ice attribute, and the power against ice-type monsters will be greatly reduced. If it is a snow demon girl at the martial artist level, she can also forcibly defeat her opponent with her profound background.

But who knew there were three of them.

In desperation, Chu Lingxi could only invite her good friend Ning Weiwei to help.

"Weiwei, no matter what you say, you are a great hero this time, let's go, I'll take you to the Tianxiang Tower in the city for a meal."

Chu Lingxi patted the same barren hill and said enthusiastically.

It's really sad that these two people can't make a breakthrough.

When she heard that she was going out for dinner, Ning Weiwei's expression changed immediately: "No need!"

When she just wanted to go to the third canteen yesterday, she happened to run into Chu Lingxi. Naturally, she couldn't refuse her friend's request, but the consequence of doing so was...

It's been more than a day since I ate fried rice with eggs!

When she was in the secret realm just now, Ning Weiwei's little stomach had already protested, and now when she heard that Chu Lingxi was going to take her to Tianxiang Tower.

Naturally, he refused without even thinking about it.

Looking at Chu Lingxi's suspicious gaze, Ning Weiwei quickly found an excuse: "During the battle just now, I had some insights again, and I want to ask my mentor for advice."

"You don't need to eat, you have been tired all day, go back and rest!"

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