Super Dragon Cultivation System

Zhang Xing, who had eaten his head, suddenly felt that the classmates who were eating next did not speak.

Looking up, all nine people buried their heads in the rice bowl and yanked the rice in their mouths.

What's wrong?

Looking at the other students at the dinner table, all of them have weird faces (qingqing), which seems to have a taste of gloating.

There were also a few (body sh n) students in coarse clothes who looked at him (body sh n) and kept their eyes on (color).

Turning around, a group of ten-year-old (body sh n) wearing gray (color) robes were approaching him.

The person at the front was handsome and handsome, with a big face and a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of yin.

This group of people soon came to Zhang Xing.

He faintly heard the schoolgirls whispering in his ears, "Ah! This is Linde Gran of the advanced magic class, my idol, so handsome!"

"Oh! God, my heart beats uncontrollably, no more, no more, I'm going to faint!"

"Look, he came to me!"

"Fantasia, he went to that little classmate."

"Which classmate? Where?"

"It's the smallest of the ten freshmen. See?"

"See, see, that classmate is too young, is he from the Linde family?"

"(Fart pi)! You see he is wearing a poor man, Gran is asking him for trouble."

"..."

Girls whispered, boys focused on eating and didn't even dare to look in this direction.

"Student Zhang Xing, eat?" Gran Ju looked down at Zhang Xing and smiled.

Zhang Xing nodded and said, "You haven't eaten yet?"

Glan's face was frozen, and he expected that the opponent's trembling condition did not appear, and his answer was unexpected.

A few (t 套 o) words prepared in advance are not used.

And Zhang Xing said that he turned around and continued to eat, leaving Glan a back of his head.

The scene was a bit embarrassing.

"Eat up and eat!" Glan stared, and the nine students at the table stood up in haste (body sh 身 n), and all ran away in a blink of an eye.

Gran pulled the chair to Zhang Xing and sat down.

Side (body sh n), put his right arm on the table, half-punch his fist and cheek, just watch Zhang Xing eat.

Zhang Xing glanced, smiled slightly, and continued to eat.

The restaurant was very quiet at this time, and I only heard the sound of eating at this table.

It seems as if someone has performed a time-pause magic, holding their heads down, not chewing for meals, stunned gods, little girls covering their mouths and staring, holding their breath.

This weird scene didn't last long, because Gran couldn't help it.

Ah exclaimed, turning everyone's attention to this table.

While exclaiming, Grande straightened his waist, raised his right hand to the limit, and took a slap in the face of Zhang Xing, who was still filling his mouth.

"Little bunny, let you pretend to be me!"

A ten-year-old youth fanned a six-year-old child with such fierce vigor, but imagine what the consequences would be.

Many girls couldn't bear to look directly, closed their eyes, and some boys turned their faces to the side.

All students can imagine that with this slap, this little student flew at least three meters away, bleeding from his nose and mouth, and his face swollen like a pig's head.

"Snapped!"

A loud, (dry gan) crisp slap spread throughout the restaurant.

Immediately everyone heard a bang!

What puzzles everyone is why the little schoolmate is still sitting there for dinner, shouldn't he be fanned out?

Even more strangely, Gran was gone!

Along with the sound of cricket, the group of ten-year-olds brought by Gran slowly turned his head and looked.

All the surrounding students then looked out.

The shocking scene appeared!