The Black Book

The Sutra Library of the [Royal Martial Academy] contains many martial arts books collected from home and abroad since the founding of [Dazhen].

In the future, if he wants to complete the martial arts and collect patent fees, this is his largest material library!

With a plan in mind, Zhu Haomiao strode towards the Sutra Library of the Martial Academy.

Passing by the martial arts field, he found that there were a large crowd of people gathered here, cheering and shouting. Zhu Haomiao glanced curiously and didn't care too much.

However, he wanted to keep a low profile, but his classmates who were used to stepping on him didn't give him a chance.

Noticing Li Lin, the punching bag, several teenagers looked at each other and surrounded him with ill intentions.

"Hey, isn't this the Earl of Pingyang? What a rare guest~"

"Tsk tsk, you don't come to class every two or three days, what's the matter? Do you look down on us classmates?"

…………

Faced with the squeeze and ridicule of several people, Zhu Haomiao blinked and asked hesitantly.

"Excuse me, who are you guys?"

The playful smile of a cat playing with a mouse froze on his face. He didn't expect that this usually submissive bully would dare to disobey them. The anger in the hearts of several teenagers seemed to be aroused by some mysterious power and burned fiercely in an instant.

"Haha, it's different after inheriting the title. Even the words are tough!"

"But what's so arrogant about you, a count?"

The leading teenager laughed in anger and stretched out his hand to slap Zhu Haomiao's cheek humiliatingly, but before his palm hit the skin, his five fingers like iron clamps instantly grabbed his wrist.

Snap~

Grabbing the opponent's wrist, Zhu Haomiao slowly increased his strength and twisted it down. Under the struggle of the opponent's red face, he pressed him down little by little, causing his body to stagger and squat slightly uncontrollably.

"If you don't want your claws, I can help you chop them off."

Zhu Haomiao looked down at the boy's eyes and whispered without a trace of emotion.

Feeling the gazes of several companions behind him, unable to accept being humiliated by the insects that he had always looked down upon, the boy's eyes were red and he roared wildly.

"I'm going to..."

Boom!

Zhu Haomiao raised his knee and kicked the opponent's chest and abdomen, instantly kicking the opponent's vulgar words into his stomach. The powerful force made the boy hooked into a shrimp and slid more than ten meters on the smooth wooden floor until he hit the railing and stopped.

Watching the other party curl up and spasm in pain, Zhu Haomiao curled his lips coldly.

"Waste."

Then, he looked at the other stunned teenagers. At this moment, they no longer had the arrogance and domineering on their faces, only unbelievable horror and fear.

They stared at Zhu Haomiao's face, trying to find a trace of disguise.

But no matter how they looked at it, the guy in front of them was still the garbage idiot they were familiar with!

What happened?

Why did this recognized maggot waste dare to resist?

What's more terrifying is that he beat Xu Jun so hard that he couldn't fight back!

Xu Jun is a genius who is only one step away from entering the rank!

Seeing the wonderful expressions on their faces that change rapidly, Zhu Haomiao sneered and curled his lips. He was too lazy to argue with them and walked straight through them, preparing to go to the Sutra Library.

Such a contemptuous attitude naturally aroused the anger of the remaining teenagers, but with Xu Jun's previous experience, they could only stare at Zhu Haomiao's back with resentment, and dared not speak.

However, the movement here has attracted the attention of some people in the martial arts field. When a teacher with a strong breath saw Zhu Haomiao's figure, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Eunuch Dong, I found a good target for the little princess to practice her first battle!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

A eunuch in a gorgeous robe with a gloomy temperament withdrew his eyes from the martial arts field and looked at the teacher leisurely.

"That, the son of the Earl of Pingyang, is the last one in our martial arts academy. He is cowardly, doesn't fight back when beaten or scolded, and is weak and powerless. He is very suitable to be a punching bag for the little princess to build confidence."

"Oh?"

Following the guidance of the instructor, Eunuch Dong only saw a thin boy with regular features walking hurriedly and frowning slightly.

Although he looks fragile, he has a vague and indescribable immature momentum, which does not look like a weak person...

Immediately, Eunuch Dong's brows were relaxed and he smiled and nodded.

It's just right to have some strength, otherwise it's too bad, and the smart little princess will definitely know that it was deliberately arranged, which is not beautiful.

It's just right to have a little challenge, so that the little princess can feel the sense of accomplishment of defeating a "strong enemy" and build confidence!

"Okay, then it's him."

"Please wait, I'll arrange it right away!"

The instructor smiled flatteringly and turned away.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao walked forward absentmindedly, his mind racing.

Beating up classmates didn't even have a slight change in fate...

That's right, which boy hasn't fought in school?

As long as they don't kill or maim, it's too common for ordinary children to fight...

It seems that the tolerance of heaven is very high, and ordinary small incidents will not cause any reaction at all. I can be more open...

Nodding thoughtfully, before Zhu Haomiao could bypass the huge martial arts arena, a burly man with a strong breath blocked his way.

"Li Lin, why didn't you come to the last competition?"

The sudden question made Zhu Haomiao stop and frowned with a headache.

The Royal Martial Academy holds an internal competition every quarter, which is a bit similar to the midterm exams in modern schools.

And this kind of competition is the most painful day of suffering for Li Lin.

The boys and girls who are full of hormones and full of desire for performance like to beat him up and trample on his dignity crazily, so as to show their bravery and excellence in front of the people they like.

Therefore, as the bean in "eating, sleeping and playing", Li Lin later avoided it whenever he could, and asked for leave for every competition.

But after all, he was avoiding the "exam", and now he has been caught and can only admit his mistakes.

"I'm sorry, instructor, I was seriously ill in those days and only recovered recently."

"Every time you compete, you are either sick or injured, and you don't know how to change the excuse!"

"…………"

"It just so happens that there is a new student enrolled this time. You compete with her, which will make up for the previous competition!"

After that, the instructor pulled Zhu Haomiao away without saying anything, completely ignoring his embarrassed look.

Emmm... Do you want to break free?

But beating up classmates can still be considered normal behavior, but openly resisting the martial arts academy's teachings is more serious, and it is likely to cause unnecessary disturbances in fate...

Considering the importance of the Royal Martial Academy's Sutra Library, Zhu Haomiao sighed with regret and gave up the idea of ​​​​making a move.

Forget it, let's have a match.

It's a good opportunity to show some of my changes, so that some blind idiots won't treat me as a soft persimmon.