Pope System of Rebirth

For a moment, he fell into deep thought. What is this? A memory of his own? He began to think hard. Vivian eagerly walked to a target and began to recite a spell. She was tested a few days ago.

The talent element is water, with medium affinity and high mental power.

After reciting the spell more than a dozen times, she gave up. Her mental strength was exhausted but she still failed. Only sporadic water beads came out of her palms, and no water balls (first-level water magic) could be released at all. Vivian looked frustrated.

He walked up to Qin Lang, only to see that Qin Lang was stunned and motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master? Hello? Master?!" Vivian called several times, but Qin Lang still had no response. She frowned, smiled ghostly, put her mouth next to his ear and shouted: "Tony!"

"Uh~!" Qin Lang covered his ears that were roaring loudly, turned to look at Vivian and asked: "What's wrong? Vivian, my ears are almost deafened by your yelling."

"Hey, I see you are in a daze, so I'm just going to wake you up!" She stuck out her tongue naughtily and asked curiously: "Sir, why can't I even cast a basic magic!"

Qin Lang saw Vivian looking at him seriously and couldn't help but touch his scalp. What should he say? That your qualifications are too poor? That you don't work hard enough? He thought for a moment and joked: "Maybe.

The elemental elves are on holiday, that’s why you didn’t learn!”

"Haha, sir, you are so funny." Of course Vivian knew that Qin Lang was comforting her, but she thought it was quite funny and couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, you two are new here. Don't stay here and interfere with other students' studies!" A teacher saw that all the students in the martial arts field were looking towards them and couldn't help but stop him. The two shrank their necks and ran away.

We arrived at the edge of the martial arts arena.

"Sir, if you take part in that freshman competition seriously, I guess the championship will definitely be yours!" Vivian asked after seeing this group of novices, few of whom were real.

Qin Lang smiled, shook his head and said: "I'm just a 'swordsman', do you think I will win the championship?" Vivian dug her mouth, with an expression on her face: "You are a bad guy and I will ignore you." Qin Lang looked at it

Seeing her childish expression, she laughed and said, "Okay. Okay. How about I show you the academy championship?"

Vivian smiled slyly.

"You said it, don't be lazy!"

Qin Lang immediately realized that this girl was playing tricks on him. He patted his forehead and said helplessly: "You girl, I really don't know if I owed you a lot in my previous life."

"No. I didn't know you in my previous life...!" After Vivian had that kind of relationship with Qin Lang, it became more and more casual, unlike before she was respectful to him. However, Qin Lang liked this.

It feels like this way she can be considered his lover, not a servant.

Afternoon, Rand Academy Fighting Arena.

"Everyone is welcome to participate in and watch the Rand College Freshman Competition. This competition adopts a knockout system. The winning team will participate in the Freshman Grand Prix organized by all the colleges in our Yuenv City next week!" The deputy dean stood in a fighting position.

On the stage, the rules and methods of the competition were loudly spoken.

Qin Lang and Vivian squeezed into their own class. The class teacher was giving temporary tutoring to the participating students. When he saw Qin Lang coming, he said seriously: "Tony, the important task of qualifying our class will be left to you!"

Qin Lang shrugged his shoulders.

"I'll do my best, but don't expect too much from me."

"Well, try your best." The head teacher patted the shoulders of each participating student and encouraged: "If it doesn't work, give up. Don't hold on!"

Qin Lang also took a look at this time. There were three other contestants, two girls and one boy. One of the two girls looked sick, and the other had a pockmarked face. The boy's legs kept shaking.

, I was already scared before I even started.

He shook his head without pain. Fortunately, it was an elimination system. If it were based on victory, he would definitely fail in the first round!

"Okay! The competition has officially started now. Please come to the side to collect your participation round cards for each grade group!" The deputy dean's words were obviously much more concise than the dean's, and he was not sloppy at all.

Qin Lang and his team took the number 5 and sat in the rest area, preparing for the game.

Moon Girl City, Saint Laurent Academy, Fighting Arena.

Long Qiqi punched the last person in the competition off the stage, and the whole place was silent. The teacher who was hosting the competition was also stunned for a moment before walking onto the stage and said: "Eighth grade class three, Long Qiqi wins, and their class is promoted!"

Roland's dean adjusted his glasses and said to the deputy dean next to him: "That girl has at least reached the Saint level. Our academy may win the championship this time. The Royal Academy of Magic must be furious, haha...

.”

The vice-president shook his head and sighed: "The day before yesterday, I had a fight with the vice-president of the Royal Academy of Magic, but I was saved by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. That boy has reached the god level and above, and he is also a

Freshman. If he participates in this competition, then which college is most likely to win the championship. However, we don’t know which college he is in for the time being.”

"What? God-level? Did you read that right? Fifteen or sixteen years old? Is this possible? Even Luo Shuangmian, the most prodigy in the history of our continent, did not enter the ranks of God-level until he was eighteen years old. You say that?

Didn't you break this record?" Dean Saint Laurent was a little overwhelmed and asked in surprise.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it at all..." The vice-dean shook his head, which had a headache, closed his eyes, lowered his head and sighed again. "I hope it's not at the Royal Academy of Magic, otherwise they will

Continue to win the championship.”

"Hey..." The dean, who was so confident at first, became discouraged.

"Sister Qiqi, why do you want to participate in this competition?" Lan Yier, who handed Long Qiqi a towel in the audience, asked curiously. Several other sisters also looked at her with puzzled faces. With Long Qiqi

With 'Feng''s strength, this group of newcomers were completely manipulated by her and couldn't resist. Basically, they were all killed instantly with one against five.

"There are only three freshmen in our class. It doesn't matter if I don't want to participate, hey!" Long Qiqi said with a sad face, sighing that it was bad luck. He and this group of people had never been serious at all. With just one blow, they were directly bombarded.

When she got off the stage, the magicians facing her were trembling even when they recited incantations.

Karina smiled helplessly and comforted: "Since you have participated, work hard. I heard that the first place will be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins. The academy will also reward some gold coins. Just treat it as a part-time job." Since Qin Lang

After disappearing, although they became the non-bourgeoisie, Long Qiqi and Zhan Xiaoxiao were still members of a big family, and their gold coins were a little less. One person still had hundreds of thousands, so life was not a problem.

However, they are not resting on their laurels. They are thinking of ways to do something.

"Come on, let's go back first." Karina had a headache when she saw a group of perverts in the stands looking at her with stern eyes. Now, the girls are being pestered to death by a group of ministers, young men, and the only son of a wealthy businessman all day long.

They don't want to offend others, after all, they are now helpless.

Rand Academy, fighting arena.

The other three people in Qin Lang's class were thrown off the stage as soon as they came on stage. The two women were completely junior magicians. The fat man said he was a senior magician, but he even recited a spell and was kicked off the stage.

The more embarrassing it is, the more embarrassing it is. Their class teacher was also a little desperate. The group of five people on the opposite side, two swordsmen, two magicians, and a great swordsman. It can be said that their strength is compared to the sky and the earth.

In fact, the comparison in strength between them is indeed heaven and earth. With Qin Lang's super-god-level strength, these people are not worthy of attention at all, and they are not even qualified to stuff their teeth. Qin Lang stood up, patted the dust on his pants and faced their class teacher,

She hugged him with a smile and said, "I'm on my way!" The head teacher nodded numbly. She no longer believed that Qin Lang could win.

Qin Lang slowly walked up the stairs to the fighting stage, but his opponent acted like a trick and flew to the stage from five meters away, which also aroused waves of applause. After the man came on stage, he first faced Qin Lang

He made a gesture of contempt and said arrogantly: "Boy, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible. I heard that you are only as strong as a swordsman. I am already a great swordsman. If you want to avoid being beaten, go down quickly."

Because the man had a rough voice, everyone in the stands heard what he said. Hong laughed, and Vivian, who was watching the show in the audience, smiled slyly and said to herself: "Can that man know?

Will he be killed instantly by an adult?"

Qin Lang, who was on the fighting stage, seemed to be stupid. He looked at the man without anger or laughter. Finally, he smiled bitterly. When had he been threatened by a great swordsman?

Qin Lang didn't do what he wanted and jumped off the stage, and said angrily: "Boy, if you want to be beaten, I will do it for you!" After saying that, he quickly rushed over with his bare hands.

Qin Lang dodged lightly and escaped his "quick" blow. The man said "Huh" and turned around to look at Qin Lang seriously. He couldn't believe that Qin Lang could avoid his "quick" blow.

He thought that a swordsman would only play with him a few times, but now he realized that something was wrong.

"Interesting!" The man didn't see how fast Qin Lang used to dodge his attack. He gently pulled out the long sword on his waist and said: "Play with you seriously and pull out your own weapon!

"

"Weapon?" Qin Lang was stunned. He didn't seem to have that thing with him. However, he hadn't finished thinking yet. Suddenly, a transparent ice sword slowly formed on his right hand, shining brightly in the sunlight. He

Raising his right hand, it felt so familiar, as if he had felt this way before.

"Dou Qi materialize?" The deputy dean, who was listless in the stands, looked at Qin Lang on the stage in disbelief. Dou Qi can only be materialized by reaching the level of Sword Master, and only the earth element can be truly powerful.

, ice system and other magic systems with physical objects.

With the weapon in hand, Qin Lang stretched out his left hand and hooked his index finger at his opponent. Of course, the latter was furious. A swordsman dared to shout at him, how could he not make himself angry? He shouted and asked for death.

The sword rushed over again.

Qin Lang pointed the ice sword at his eyes and reflected a beam of light. The latter suddenly had stars in his eyes and could not see clearly what was going on in front of him. During the few seconds when he was briefly dizzy, Qin Lang rushed behind him and faced him.

He kicked his butt so hard that the man flew off the stage. If he didn't want to hide his strength, he wouldn't have used any tricks.

Because Qin Lang's movements were concise and clear, and completed in one go, the referee teacher had not yet reacted. However, their head teacher jumped up with excitement and laughed: "Tony, you are good!" The one who was kicked off the stage

The great swordsman looked at Qin Lang on the stage with an angry face and shouted: "He is using despicable means, I demand a fair verdict!!"

The referee teacher was a little hesitant. He didn't say that no tricks were allowed in this game. In the end, he had to cast a questioning look at the deputy dean on the stage. The deputy dean shook his head. He immediately shouted: "Class 4, seventh grade, Tony

Win."

The great swordsman glanced at Qin Lang hatefully, touched his butt that was so painful from being kicked, limped to his team, and ordered: "Be cruel, don't be polite to him." Others.

The four of them all looked understanding and began to compete on stage.

But the ending was as follows: the first magician who came on stage just started chanting a spell but found that he had a piece of ice stuffed in his mouth. As a result, he was kicked off the stage. The second swordsman who came on stage rushed over cautiously, but failed.

Seeing the transparent ice on the ground, he finally slid off the stage. In this way, the remaining two people also lost to Qin Lang inexplicably.

An upset.

This word may be the most suitable for Qin Lang in the fighting field. The strongest group inexplicably lost to the worst group in the end. However, their vice-dean had a fox-like smile on his face.

Left the stand.

"Haha...Tony, I knew you were the best! You really didn't disappoint me!" Qin Lang's head teacher began to laugh endlessly as if he was an afterthought.

Qin Lang smiled and said: "Our class has no competition today. I'm leaving first." The head teacher was stunned for a moment. He nodded and said: "Oh~ Then you go back and have a good rest. It's up to you tomorrow!" She now felt that she

Full of confidence because few other groups are better than them.

With a look of helplessness, Qin Lang pulled Vivian and left the fighting arena directly.

"Sir, the trick you just played was so funny. Didn't you see how embarrassed the mage was when you had a piece of ice stuffed in his mouth? Haha, it's so funny!" Vivian hugged her belly and laughed. Qin Lang

He shrugged his shoulders, smiled slightly, and looked at the people on the street, dumbfounded for a while.

"Oh?! Really? Isn't it really funny!" At this time, several people who had just lost to Qin Lang rushed out from a small alley and surrounded them. They probably thought that Qin Lang's victory was disgraceful and wanted to

Teach him a lesson.

Qin Lang glanced at them coldly, and a watermelon knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

Surging energy was released from the knife.

It was getting late, and pedestrians were hurriedly coming and going on both sides of the street. No one paid attention to what the seven or eight people were doing at the corner. Most people just glanced curiously, and they usually encountered robberies and other things in civilian areas like theirs.

It is simply impossible. Who would rob civilians when they have enough to eat and nothing to do?

"Boy, if I'm to blame, I blame you for playing tricks and winning disgracefully. Otherwise, we wouldn't want to teach you a lesson. Girls next to you, please step aside. We don't bully girls." He took the lead.

The great swordsman pointed at Vivian and then at the nearby big tree. He meant to tell Vivian to go under the big tree.

Seeing what they did, Qin Lang felt a little less angry. Vivian looked at Qin Lang, who nodded. She ran under the big tree obediently, but still looked here with a worried look.

.Then Qin Lang looked at the group of people with a playful look on his face and said, "What? Do you want to fight alone or in a group?"

The five people looked at each other, thinking that it was a bit disgraceful to ask them to fight in a group. Finally, the great swordsman stood up and said: "I'm going to have a one-on-one deal with you. If I lose, we will apologize to you! If you lose, you

You have to give up the right to compete! How about that!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Qin Lang and the great swordsman each stepped forward, and the others retreated ten meters away. The great swordsman drew out his long sword and looked at the sky. The sunset smoke had already set in the west, and his peripheral vision was not very clear. He was cold.

He snorted and looked at Qin Lang. He was probably a little afraid that Qin Lang would refract the sunlight and hurt his eyes.

However, Qin Lang was holding a 'Watermelon Knife' in his hand, so he would not engage in ice swords. "Hurry up, I'm still waiting to go home for dinner?" Qin Lang saw the great swordsman looking at him nervously.

He, however, did not dare to come forward and shouted loudly.

"Drink!" The great swordsman gathered his energy and rushed over with his sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands. His tense face was slightly pale. He didn't know why, but there was an indescribable fear in his heart. Every warrior has one.

Inspired by this, he felt indescribably strange when he saw Qin Lang being so calm.

"Dang!" Qin Lang lightly caught his full blow with one hand, waved the great swordsman and his long sword and flew out! He was pushed back dozens of steps, but he should not have been injured.

Others on the side looked at Xili confused, and they did not see any trace of fighting spirit in Qin Lang.

In fact, Qin Lang didn't use any fighting spirit at all. He relied on his physical strength to repel the great swordsman.

"Have you had enough trouble?!" At this time, the old man who sold the house to Qin Lang last time walked out from an alley with a cane.

"Lord Rody?!" The five people immediately became extremely respectful and walked up to him without saying a word.

"Humph, where did the things you usually learn go? Are you treating guests?" The old man poked the ground with his crutch, and a small pit suddenly appeared. Qin Lang's eyes became curious. This old man actually

He is a god-level strong man, no wonder so many people respect him respectfully.

The five people all lowered their heads, like children who had done something wrong, and did not dare to contradict them at all. They allowed the old man to lecture them. After the old man scolded them a few more times, he let them leave.

"I'm sorry for making you laugh. In fact, those children are not bad in nature, but they were blinded by some things they couldn't see. Thank you for being merciful to them today!" The old man still looked old and decrepit.

You can never tell the depth of this old man's strength just by looking at his appearance.

"Haha. No need. Did you also go to our school's freshman preliminary round today?"

"Haha. I took a look while I was bored. Why do you hide your strength? With your strength, it is easy to win the championship?" The old man asked the doubt in his heart.

"Actually, I don't want to participate. I have to participate because of certain things, but I have no choice. But if I participate, I will control my strength within a certain range. Even if I lose, it doesn't matter to me." After saying that, Qin Lang smiled freely.

Laughed.

When the old man heard what he said, he nodded strangely, shook his head again, and sighed: "Rand College is my alma mater. Can you promise me one thing?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Lang glanced at him curiously.

"No matter when, never give up easily, okay?" The old man's eyes were extremely vicissitudes of life, but full of persistence, as if he was trapped in some memory.

"Okay, no matter who I meet, I will never give up. However, I will only use my average strength. I can only say sorry for this."

"That's enough, haha..." The old man seemed very happy. He stepped forward and patted Qin Lang on the shoulder. He was about to pull him somewhere, but was stopped by a sharp voice. "Grandpa, dinner is ready."

Where do you want to go?" A girl about thirteen or fourteen years old with two big banana braids ran over.

Vivian and Qin Lang both looked over curiously. This girl was very pretty. She felt like a jar of clear spring with no trace of impurities. However, her personality was completely opposite to her appearance. She came to

When he got to Qin Lang and the others, he pushed Qin Lang away, grabbed the old man and pulled him back. The old man looked helpless.

"This..." Qin Lang didn't react yet. He looked at the grandfather and grandson who were gradually disappearing at the corner of the street like a fool. "I..." Vivian looked at Qin Lang who looked like a fool and followed suit.

He dragged the girl and Qin Lang back to the courtyard on the mountain.

The afternoon of the next day, the Rand Academy fighting arena.

"Congratulations to Class 4, Grade 7, for successfully advancing!" The presiding teacher looked at Qin Lang on the stage with a wry smile. This student had all kinds of weird, damaging, and dirty tricks. Anyway, I never saw him win once openly.

However, when he got the next group to compete with Qin Lang and the others, he smiled strangely. "It's actually the seventh grade outstanding class. If he wins this time, it's really not his luck!" He said.

Talking to himself, he got off the fighting platform.

After Qin Lang defeated the last person in the first round, he lay down on the bench in the rest area and took a nap. After their class teacher drew the lots, he came back with a sad face. "Our class will play against the outstanding class in the next round. Hey, it seems that we

This can only go so far.”

The fat man who was in the same group as Qin Lang said disapprovingly: "As long as we have Brother Tony here, they will definitely be doomed." It seems that the little fat man's confidence has been extremely inflated. Everyone looked back at Qin Lang, who was still sleeping on the stool, or

Happy or sad.

Qin Lang took off the hat that covered his face, stood up and said: "Old rules, you go up first, call me after you're all done." Then he lay down again. The two girls were as helpless as eggplants beaten by frost.

He looked at Qin Lang, but the fat man was the first to go on stage as if he was ready to die.

In just three seconds, the fat man flew off the stage. Qin Lang was still lying on the stool, as if he didn't care about his affairs at all. The two girls went up and were immediately thrown off.

"Brother Tony, it's your turn." When the second girl was thrown off the stage, the fat man appeared next to Qin Lang like a ghost. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Qin Lang was frightened by his appearance when he took off his hat.

Jump, the fat man wiped his nosebleed with an admiring look on his face, which is as ugly as it can be.

Qin Lang jumped up slightly and ran directly to the stage. That fat man was so disgusting.

"Hey, I heard that you managed to survive till now by resorting to tricks. It's pretty good." The person on the other side pointed his sword at Qin Lang and asked. Judging from his posture, he was basically mocking Qin Lang. However, he did laugh at a sword.

With the capital of a scholar, who calls him a 'ninth-level great swordsman!'

"Yes, do you care?" Qin Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He stepped forward and punched him. This was Qin Lang's first attack. The man blocked Qin Lang's attack with his sword and sneered:

"It's really a miracle that a swordsman can enter the competition for the top four."

"Drink!" "Bang!" The man who originally wanted to laugh at Qin Lang suddenly felt that his weapon was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he flew off the stage with his sword. The scene was silent.

Qin Lang didn't do anything. He just condensed a ton of water on his weapon.

However, the people in that class seemed to have nothing to do with each other. A female fire magician gently floated onto the stage.

"You are very strong... Your use of the ice element has been superb. It's really good!" The woman was not in a hurry to start, and started to praise her.

"Really? Then you should give up!" Qin Lang's unexpected reply made the woman furious and began to recite the fire spell loudly.

"Big fireball!"

"Fire Dragon Break!"

"Fire!"

Qin Lang's opponent began to release magic like a machine gun, causing him to roll around in the fighting arena, covered in black and black, as if he had just come back from a carbon-burning factory. The female mage who saw his miserable state also

He let out a squeak and laughed.

"Hey, you'd better admit defeat on your own. You and I are not on the same level, there's no way you can beat me!" the female mage stopped chanting magic and advised.

Qin Lang didn't say anything. He stood up and looked at the clothes that looked like beggars' clothes. Hey! He was fine, but his clothes were in trouble. This piece of clothes was just bought by him. He took a look at the female mage and asked: "You

Think you’re definitely going to win?”

The female mage glanced at him curiously and asked: "Then do you think you will win? Even if I fail, there are still three people behind us who are no less powerful than me!"

"Oh! Really?" Qin Lang waved his hand, and an ice sword appeared silently in his hand. He gently threw the sword out, and countless ice blades gathered in the sky. "You should too

Take my move!"

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Everyone looked at the countless ice blades shining in the sky in horror. However, the ice blades did not fall randomly. They all fell on the female magician's defensive shield, making a sound like raindrops.

"Very good, but it's strange that you think your little trick can beat me. You must know that the fire element restrains the water and ice elements!" The female magician walked out of the mist unharmed, except for the hair on her hair.

There was some ice shavings, but nothing else happened.

"Well, controlling the ice fighting spirit to the level of a swordsman really can't break the magician's defense." He sighed and said helplessly: "I give up." The most appropriate way to describe the current Qin Lang is as a poor man.

Their class teacher fell weakly on the chair, but the smile on his lips was still hanging. At least they had reached the semi-finals, which was much better than expected!

"The outstanding class of seventh grade wins!" The teacher who presided over the competition was also unambiguous and immediately announced the results of the competition.

Qin Lang walked off the stage and said to his team members and class teacher: "I'm sorry, I'm useless! I can't move on!"

"You don't have to belittle yourself, you've done a great job!" The head teacher stood up and patted his arm, praising him. "However, I'm a little greedy and want you to win the championship, haha~~"

Qin Lang didn't say anything and pulled Vivian out of the fighting arena.

"Vivian, I'm sorry, I didn't win the championship to show you!" Qin Lang apologized to Vivian, "I overestimated myself. No matter how strong the mouse is, it can't beat the cat! Alas..."

"It's okay! I wanted to laugh when I saw you in such a dark and miserable state. You'd better go home quickly and change clothes!" Vivian tugged on Qin Lang's worn-out clothes.

teased.

Qin Lang directly tore off the tattered clothes on his upper body, revealing an extremely strong upper body. The muscles were perfectly tangled on his body, and there was no trace of excess. Vivian became confused as soon as her eyes fell on him, "

Sir, your muscles are so beautiful...why didn't you have any muscles on your body before?"

Vivian stared at his upper body infatuatedly, and looked at it carefully for a few times. The more she looked at it, the faster her heartbeat accelerated. This was completely different from the previous Holy Son. "Huh?" Vivian suddenly stared at Qin Lang closely.

A light brown scar on the back.

"Sir, when did you get such a scar on your back?" Vivian walked up to Qin Lang and pointed at the scar and asked. (It was left when he fell into a big pit as a baby.)

"Ah!? Is there a scar on my back? I don't know about that? I remember that I haven't been injured recently? What's going on?" Qin Lang couldn't see behind and reached out to touch it.

"This..." Vivian had long felt that something was wrong with this Holy Son. First, his personality had changed drastically, and then his figure had completely changed. Even his tone of voice was different. But looking at his face,

But there was nothing weird about it, it was indeed this face. She kept comforting herself that she was just overthinking it.

"Fool, don't you want me if I'm not your Holy Son?" Qin Lang suddenly asked something in his heart that he found incomprehensible.

Vivian choked. Really? Even if she is not the Holy Son, so what? She is already this man's woman, does she have any choice? Isn't she happy enough now? She smiled when she thought of this

He smiled, took Qin Lang's arm and said, "Sir, let's go shopping!"

Qin Lang touched her face and cursed with a smile: "Fool!"

Moon Girl City is more prosperous at night than other big cities. A large number of magic instrument masters live in this big city. They have made countless magic lamps and magic fountains of various shapes on the streets, creating many perfect scenes.

Who has the most magicians here?

Qin Lang took Vivian around the city several times. In addition to buying clothes and taking a shower, he also went to watch a beast-fighting match. Beast-fighting meant fighting monsters of the same or higher level than himself.

, if you win, you can get a very high bonus. However, most of them fail, and some unlucky people are directly killed by Warcraft.

the next day.

As soon as Qin Lang entered the classroom, everyone looked at Qin Lang with strange eyes. Qin Lang looked at himself and saw that there was nothing strange about him, so he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

At this time, Qin Lang's class teacher came out from behind him and said: "Tony, starting from today, you will be transferred to the seventh grade outstanding class!"

"Ah!? Why?" Qin Lang was shocked, "What about Vivian?"

"Let's take him there too. There are a lot of empty seats anyway." The head teacher looked helpless. It probably wasn't her idea.

"Who asked us to go there?"

"Vice Dean!"

"Forehead!"

Seventh grade, excellent class.

After the vice-dean took Qin Lang and the others into the class, he laughed and said: "I believe you must have seen him. His name is Tony, and her name is Vivian. From today on, they will study in our excellent class. Everyone should take good care of them!"

"

Qin Lang looked like a dead fish, what the hell is this? He just let himself come here casually, really, but Vivian looked indifferent, as long as she followed Qin Lang anyway.

The vice president coughed and dropped another bombshell. "He will replace xxx in the next game!"

"What? How can this be done!"

"This person only knows how to play tricks, why is he doing this!"

...

The words of the vice-dean immediately aroused opposition from all the outstanding seventh-year students. He seemed to have expected this, and explained: "This is what the dean meant. If you have any questions, you can go to the dean and ask."

!?"

All the students looked at Qin Lang angrily for a moment. "This guy must have given the dean some benefit!" "Yes, he still wants to participate in the competition despite his ability! xxxx"

Qin Lang suddenly sweated profusely, holy shit! He quickly grabbed the vice president who was about to run away, and said loudly: "What the hell is going on? I don't want to participate in the competition!"

"No, if you don't participate, our school may not even qualify when the competition starts. We will be eliminated in the first round." The vice dean seemed determined to let Qin Lang participate in the competition, regardless of the public outrage.

"What is he capable of?!"

"He's just a clown!"

"He is xxx"

All the students immediately started yelling at Qin Lang again.

"That's enough! Is it over yet!?" At this time, the dean with an angry face walked in from outside the classroom. All the students were immediately silent.

The dean glanced around the angry students and said: "This is not my decision alone, this is also the decision of Honorary Dean Roddy!"

When the students heard the word "Rody", they all looked at Qin Lang in surprise. They really couldn't figure out why Lord Rody would support this person?

"Oh?! That old man?" Qin Lang touched the sweat on his head. That old man would really cause trouble for him.

"Okay! Tony and Vivian, just sit in the back!" The dean actually didn't understand why Mr. Roddy wanted this boy to participate in the competition. Only the vice-dean looked at him with a smile.

"Hey! It's time to compete again!" Qin Lang looked helpless.

"Okay, I announce that all the outstanding seventh grade students have won and will represent our Rand College in various school competitions. We have a day off today. Tomorrow our college's competition venue will be 'Sun Yao College'. This college is also one of the best colleges in our city.

"If you want to watch the game, don't be late." the vice president announced after the last round of the game.

Qin Lang's four teammates completely ignored him, ignored him, and left the playing field directly. Ever since Qin Lang arrived in the first-class class, no one paid attention to them at all. Except for their class teacher who occasionally asked them some questions, that's all.

Only the deputy dean visited them.

However, Qin Lang doesn't care about such treatment. Anyway, he is not a person who likes to join in the fun, as long as Vivian is by his side. He has not played in the competitions he has participated in since he entered the outstanding class, and his teammates are all good

It's like taking a stimulant, hitting several people on one person, not giving him any chance to take action.

In the end, Qin Lang would lie on the bench and sleep as soon as the game started. He slept until the game was over, and he was fine for a few days.

"Sir, do you really not want to participate in the competition?" After leaving the school, Vivian asked Qin Lang softly. "Didn't you promise that Lord Rody that you would compete well?"

Qin Lang smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to take action. Didn't you see that these people are like wolves and tigers? After a game, there are not many people in the team. What do you want me to do if I don't sleep?"

Vivian recalled it, and it was indeed true. Those people in the class were not friendly to them at all, and it seemed that it was best to drive them away immediately. As a result, she had not said a word to anyone in their class until today.

"Okay, okay! Stop thinking about it, fool!" Qin Lang saw the sad look on Vivian's face and quickly comforted her, "From now on, just talk to me."

"Sir, why haven't anyone in the branch come to see us recently? What's going on?" Vivian suddenly asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for the past few days.

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "First, if they gave up on us, they might come to silence us. Second, they didn't want to disturb us, so they didn't come to us. If they don't come to us in two days,

Then the first one may have more."

"Ah!?" Hearing what Qin Lang said, Vivian looked around nervously. She didn't want Xili to die here because she was confused. After staying in the dark court for more than ten years, she certainly knew the dark court.

How terrible.

"Fool, it takes at least a week to get back to the headquarters from here, so even if you want to do something evil, you have to wait two days before it is possible." Seeing her nervousness again, Qin Lang touched her head in a funny way.

.

Hearing what Qin Lang said, Vivian took Qin Lang's hand and said, "Sir, let's change places, go anywhere?..."

Qin Lang looked at her seriously, grabbed her hand tightly, and comforted: "Don't worry, I will protect you, it'll be okay."

"But..."

"Stop thinking about it, fool. If they want to kill you, they have to get over my body."

"Sir..." When Vivian heard Qin Lang say this, tears began to flow down involuntarily. However, her panic gradually relaxed. She looked at Qin Lang firmly and said: "Sir, if

Even if you die, I won’t live anymore!” (To be continued..)