Chapter 9 I hate people who talk nonsense the most
"It's not interesting..." After watching the game between Stanley and Alex, Zhao Qiankun in the crowd shrugged and turned around to leave.
But at this moment, a new student from the samurai department grabbed him and shouted to the stage: "This guy said you two are too weak, and he will go on stage to practice even if he doesn't accept it!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone looked at this side, and Zhao Qiankun was also confused... But seeing the smirk in the eyes of the man who grabbed him, he immediately realized that he must have offended someone with his mouth just now...
"Oh?" Stanley turned his head: "Look at this junior's robe, it should be from the magical system. Why are you also interested in martial arts?"
Zhao Qiankun waved his hand and said, "No, don't listen to him talking nonsense!"
"Who said I'm talking nonsense?" The student who held him stopped and shouted to incite the people around him: "You all heard it too. When Alex and Senior Stanley were fighting, this guy kept talking nonsense. This guy couldn't do this, that's not OK!"
With his instigation, both the Warriors Department began to be unanimous to the public, both in the upper and lower grades. The only thing that Zhao Qiankun had just said was that he offended all the students of the Warriors Department, and now he has become the target of public criticism. Everyone talked about his foul mouth just now, which inevitably added fuel to the fire.
Zhao Qiankun wanted to defend himself, but who knew that Alex would also make a fuss when he saw it was him.
"Senior Stanley, I know this person. He is a warrior recommended by our Dragon Slayer family!" Alex smiled and said, "Although he signed up for the magic system, in fact, he is a very powerful warrior. Huang Beard, who once ran rampant on the Sailan Bing Sea, was captured alive by him!"
"Yellow beard?" Stanley was very surprised: "I heard that he was the Emperor's Officer. He had a third-level combat position more than ten years ago. Now he has been rampant at sea for many years. Even if he has the fourth-level strength, it is not an exaggeration!"
"More than that!" Alex recalled Joan of Arc's words: "I heard that he has touched the threshold of the fifth level!"
"So amazing?" Stanley's eyes suddenly became a little different when he looked at Zhao Qiankun: "Is this young man a genius like Joan of Arc?"
"That may not be..." Alex explained: "It is said that Zhao Yingxiong also sacrificed his life to fight at that time. Huang Beard was only captured alive, but he almost died. However, if he can fight Huang Beard, his strength is probably not worse than his senior!"
As soon as these words were said, Stanley's competitive spirit was immediately aroused. He admitted defeat at the armed struggle because he saw the huge gap in strength. But everyone was dissatisfied. He had never been afraid of anyone in the academy's three-point land. Although Alex blew Zhao Qiankun to the sky, his words were full of ambiguous descriptions such as "heard" and "it is said to be". We, the number one master of Carrent Academy, still a little disbelief!
"Since they are all martial arts people, why not come up with a few moves!" Stanley came over to invite him in person. Of course, Zhao Qiankun was unwilling to face the challenge. While refusing, he threw away the student who was pulling him and was about to leave.
It doesn't matter if this swing is done. The strong samurai student was actually taken by him. The inadvertent arm strength made Stanley's eyes lit up: "It's indeed a master!"
As he said that, he grabbed Zhao Qiankun's collar and tried to pull him back. Zhao Qiankun struggled and exerted force. No matter how good the quality of the robe was, he could not resist the strange power of the two of them. He teared and cracked it into two halves, and a piece of paper floated out of the lining of the robe and landed on the ground.
"Is this... a gold ticket?" Stanley quickly picked up his eyes and found that it was a universal gold ticket with a denomination of 500 yuan, issued by the temple, and the signature on it looked familiar... Isn't this his name?
Why did this guy have my gold ticket? I haven't given anyone recently... Stanley's thoughts were heard, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes widened...
At this time, Zhao Qiankun sorted out the torn collar and reached out to pinch the gold ticket in Stanley's hand: "I said, it's time to give it to me!"
Stanley was stunned and looked up at Zhao Qiankun. Suddenly, he felt that these eyes seemed familiar... Although they looked completely different, thinking of this golden ticket, Zhao Qiankun's eyes made him think of the terrifying bearded bald man...
Thinking of the bald head's strength, Stanley's forehead began to sweat and his whole body was frozen there...
"I said, can you let go!"
Stanley was shocked and immediately retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. Looking at his reaction, Zhao Qiankun knew that he had guessed his identity. He calmly shuffled the gold ticket, took it back into his arms, and then raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Just just now, they said mine were all rumors, and I felt that people who talked everywhere were the most annoying... What do you think?"
Stanley swallowed, why couldn't he hear anything in Zhao Qiankun's words, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I hate this kind of person the most, I won't say anything randomly, that's all right, I'm sorry for breaking your clothes, I'll compensate you..."
"Forget it!" Zhao Qiankun shrugged: "I have a gold ticket!" As he said that, he kissed the gold ticket in his hand and turned around and left. The other students in the warrior department were a little curious about Stanley's change in attitude, but when asked, he just casually got confused, which made everyone confused and no one cared about it.
The next few days are still exam week, and most students are preparing for other exams, such as the written test of magic theory, various cultural courses, etc.... Only Zhao Qiankun seems to be not worried at all, and has a lot of spare time.
Not only strength, but the mental power of the King Kong Skeleton is also far stronger than that of ordinary creatures. As long as he wants to remember, he can basically remember everything he can remember. So in those hundred and ten years, he was able to put all the classics in the castle into his heart, and this semester's courses are even more insignificant to him, and he can pass the exam with his eyes closed!
And in the past few days, Zhao Qiankun has basically spent time in Toby's workshop.
His revolver was quite admired by this magical instructor. The small mechanisms of the trigger and the rotor were exquisite, and the magic circle on the handle of the gun also made him quite appreciated. To be honest, the transformation of this revolver was not very difficult in terms of craftsmanship, but it was better in creativity. Toby didn't know Zhao Qiankun's experience in his previous life, and only felt that this student was full of fantasy ideas and appreciated him quite well.
Chapter completed!