Yaoshou! I am able to kill gods with one sword as I repeat my college entrance examination.

Sun Jun was really anxious this time.

"I'm not going to talk to you about this first, didn't you call me this time, didn't you just want my special recruitment spot?" I'll give it to you, but you have to promise me not to answer my senior brother's call."

"That's hard to say." Wang Zhengsheng smiled hehe, and was about to pick up the teacup and take a sip habitually, but found that the tea was cold.

"You boy, wait a minute."

Wang Zhengsheng wanted to make tea, but Sun Jun mistakenly thought that he was going to answer Pang Zhen's call, and said busily: "Wait a minute, you kid just say it, what benefits do you want?"

Wang Zhengsheng was stunned, before he spoke, this old product actually took the initiative to send it to the door, think about it for so many years, this kind of good thing seems to be the first time.

It seems that for Fang Cheng's kid, Sun Jun, this old product, is really red this time.

"I said Lao Sun, I don't usually have any grudges with you, right?"

"Hurry, tell me what you want?"

"Can you listen to me finish this old thing? I have no grudge with you, and I have no grudge with your senior brother, right?

Sun Jun understood, Wang Zhengsheng this old thing, now wants to sit on the ground and start the price.

If before, he had 10,000 ways to pinch him to death, but not now, Senior Brother was staring at him, which allowed him to exert his own strength, which was really limited.

"Okay, old Wang, we've been friends for so many years, who is with whom, you say?" As long as you can let that kid use my special recruitment quota, next year's enrollment, I will give you ten places for free. "

Ten? Are you sure?

"Of course, who called us old brothers for many years."

"Then I'll have to think about it."

"You still want a fart, you are not satisfied with ten places?"

Wang Zhengsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and hung up the phone directly, which almost didn't make Sun Jun angry.

Wang Zhengsheng on the other side smiled heartily, and after talking to Sun Jun on the phone for so many years, he had never been so happy as this time.

Then he called Pang Zhen again, and the content of the conversation between the two sides was similar, the difference was that Pang Zhen was more atmospheric and willing to exchange thirty places, which was already the limit of his dean.

If there are 30 people from the seventh middle school next year and are admitted to the Beijing Normal College, he Wang Zhengsheng will definitely be the most successful principal in the history of the seventh middle school, which is enough to be recorded in the city history of Shuangqing City.

But he also did not directly agree.

......

In the school resource room, all kinds of soul power potions, Fang Cheng packed a whole box, and put it on the market worth at least one million.

If it weren't for the school's lack of resources, he would have wanted to pack another box.

It's not to sell money, it's mainly to practice throwing knives, and practicing throwing knives requires soul power, but his F-level talent is really a bit crotch pulling in soul power recovery.

If you want to practice throwing knives several times a day, potions that can restore soul power are indispensable.

At the same time, he also found a set of throwing knives in the resource library, only nine of them.

In terms of weapons, they are all prizes given by the school to students who have good grades, but there are almost no people who practice throwing knives, so this set of throwing knives has been placed here to eat ashes before Fang Cheng.

As for the long weapon, Fang Cheng thought about it, the school itself was not rich, not to mention that he also had a second-level horizontal knife given by Shen Jie.

Fang Cheng originally wanted to find a book of combat skills, but he couldn't find it after rummaging, and the last thing he thought about was taught by the teacher in class, and it seemed that he hadn't really heard of any cheats.

"You kid hasn't picked it out for so long, wouldn't it be because he wanted to serve my resource library in one pot?"

Facing the principal who appeared at the door, Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Principal, do you think I am such a greedy person?"

"I see you kid like, say, what the hell is your kid looking for?"

"Looking for a book of combat techniques."

"You haven't taken the combat skills class at school?"

"Ah, isn't this looking for a high-level book?"

Wang Zhengsheng shook his head: "The more advanced, generally family inheritance, there is no such thing in school, if you really want to learn, you only have to wait until you get to the university and exchange the points." "

Points?"

"Well, in college, whether it is combat skills or soul skills, you can exchange points, so in college, money is useless.

However, really powerful combat skills and soul skills, it is useless to have points, especially soul skills, which are regarded as the heritage by major families, it is impossible to take them out and share with others.

"So, wouldn't someone like me, who has no background, never turn over?"

Wang Zhengsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not either, for civilians without a background, either join a family, or worship a cow beep teacher, you can also learn good soul techniques."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhengsheng suddenly reacted and said, "You kid is a tactician, what is the use of learning such a powerful soul technique?"

If you have that time, it is better to specialize in strategy and tactics and strive to become a strategist as soon as possible, which is more reliable than learning any soul technique. Although

there is protection as a tactician, in Fang Cheng's view, as long as people have the possibility of betrayal, only their own strength will never betray themselves.

Hiding behind the scenes to be an old sixth, although it is cool, but the premise is to have the strength to protect yourself.

There is a saying that well, people with strength are rotten, that is called the game world.

Those who have no strength are rotten, that is, they are willing to fall.

"Makes sense, Headmaster, can I take a few days off?" Fang Cheng said.

"What are you doing on leave?"

"I want to go outside the city and team up with people and study tactics."

"Well, this idea is good, in fact, I also think so, the high school curriculum should be learned, you have already learned it, it is useless to stay in school, it is better to actually fight."

"Then Headmaster, did you agree?"

"Of course, this is a good thing why I don't agree, in that bracelet I gave you, there is my number, remember to call me if there is anything."

When I left the school, I looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and at this time, Shen Jie and they must have already left the city, so they went home directly.

At this time, in the entire community, except for Fang Cheng, there was only the old yellow dog in the security room who began to lose its hair.

There was no one in the community, so Fang Cheng simply practiced throwing knives downstairs.

Cui moved his soul power, the electric light wrapped on the sword finger, wiped on the bracelet, and nine black throwing knives, hovered in front of him in turn.

Electromagnetic entanglement, after reaching the entry, it is indeed much easier to control the take-off knife.

The control distance can reach about twenty meters, beyond this distance, the flying knife can only fly by inertia.

As for the power, a concrete wall with a thickness of thirty centimeters within twenty meters, and a steel plate with a thickness of ten centimeters, can be directly penetrated.

This power should not be a problem against alien beasts below the second level.

But such a blow will instantly consume 50 soul power, which means that with his current soul power value, he can only use it once.

......

In the giant tortoise wetland, Shen Jie and her group of four people rode a motorcycle sports car to run wildly.

The undulating ground shoot snake behind him, like a terrifying wave crashing on the shore, bites the four people and does not let go.

They originally learned Fang Cheng's tactics yesterday today, hunting ground shoot snakes, but the place was not picked right, and a large number of megalodon turtles appeared halfway.

If it weren't for Shen Jie opening the field of life at a critical moment, giving everyone continuous blood back, everyone would have to hang.

"Why is that? Yesterday Fang Cheng was fine, how did it become our turn like this? "