The strongest talent

The Doomsday Bar is located in the middle of Xidan Commercial Street in Kyoto. It has only three floors, but the area is extremely large, about the size of half a football field. The overall decoration style is doomsday style. The hall has a strong ruins style, and many decorations use mutant animal heads. The bones exude a rough and wild atmosphere.

It was just past four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many customers in the bar. Most of them were quietly drinking cocktails in the private rooms, some were drinking drinks, and some were playing poker, mahjong, and billiards in the open private rooms; The female lead singer of the band Zhuba has long hair and outstanding appearance. She sings Lin Qiaoyin's lyrical songs, and her singing voice is very similar to that of a 67-year-old girl.

"I have also listened to some of Lin Qiaoyin's songs, and I can imitate 60 to 70% of them. This female singer's level is not low." Yuan Qing sat on the animal skin sofa in an elegant room, holding a glass of Bloody Mary, and gently followed the rhythm of the music. Shaking, the wine in the cup glowed with a layer of amber light. He suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile: "Zhou Yuan, you are from the military. Is there any channel for me to contact Lin Qiaoyin?"

Zhou Yuan drank a lot of alcohol, his face was slightly red, but his mind was very clear. He smiled and said: "Yuan Qing, you are making things difficult for me. My position is really low, and Lin Qiaoyin is not in the military system. How can I have anything?" Channels to contact that kind of big star? But you like Lin Qiaoyin, this is completely understandable. There are too many people in China who like Lin Qiaoyin, with at least several hundred million fans, which is quite exaggerated."

"Do I like her?" Yuan Qing smiled: "I have never seen her in real life. They are all electronically synthesized characters. There is no one who likes or dislikes her. She is a brother of mine who wants to get an autographed photo. I promised him, but so far nothing has happened. Do it.”

Zhou Yuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said with a wry smile: "There is really no way around this. If there is, I will definitely help you."

"The Princess of Siberia's channel didn't even get her autographed photo. This woman is quite stunning." Yuan Qing drank up the cocktail in the glass, put down the glass and stood up: "Zhou Yuan, I had a great time drinking today. Let's talk again when we have the opportunity. "

It was indeed a good time to drink. This Zhou Yuan was very talkative and had unique insights into the current situation in China. He was far more mature than his peers. Just for some reasons, we didn't talk too deeply, but we were very good at stirring up topics. For example, after professional training, just two people drinking, there was no silence at all.

"I'm going to the library to check out some saber skills. The spinning skills you talked about today gave me a lot of inspiration." The two took a taxi back to the academy. Zhou Yuan took the initiative to shake hands with Yuan Qing and extended an invitation: "Listen to them, You have been in the library for a month. Not everyone has this perseverance. I admire you very much... Do you want to go together?"

Yuan Qing shook his head and smiled: "No, I'm going to the simulation training hall. I haven't been to the academy for so long and haven't tried it. See you later."

After leaving Zhou Yuan, the sky was not dark yet, and the weather was still a bit cold at the end of the second lunar month. Yuan Qing walked quickly to the simulation training hall under the stars in the sky and the dappled starlight and moonlight cast by the evergreen trees on both sides of the road.

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The training hall is 120 meters high and has exactly ten floors. It is a Chinese-style high tower building. Each floor has 108 independent training rooms in a square shape. The area of ​​each training room is a standard 900 square meters. The walls of the room are all white, and there are Wearing a high-tech smart helmet, the tightness can be freely adjusted according to the size of the user's head.

At nearly seven o'clock, there were still more than 200 training rooms in the simulation training hall. Outside one of the training rooms on the first floor, a young student named Fan from Intermediate Class A2 and his sister just stopped and looked at the door. The B6-93% displayed above shook his head and smiled, then raised his hand and pressed the communication button next to the main entrance.

In the training room, Qu Zhendong, who was wildly waving his alloy sword, suddenly stopped, took off the smart helmet on his head, and walked out sweating: "Brother Fan, Sister Fan."

"Are you comfortable now?" The young man surnamed Fan said with a smile: "You have a grudge against Yuan Qing, but you have to follow Teacher Lu's decision. She asked us to practice spinning skills, so we must practice them. If you pissed off Teacher Lu, 4 million alliance coins Doesn’t Hua feel distressed?”

Qu Zhendong's face was full of anger, and his teeth chattered.

It is because the Hongdu Group has a grudge against Yuan Qing, and he is the grandson of the King of Hongdu "Qu Shilong". He is hostile to Yuan Qing and refuses to practice spinning skills during open classes. He was forced to do so by class teacher Lu Lihua - open classes After finishing, apply for permission to use the practice room alone and practice until eight o'clock in the evening.

"The open class ends at four o'clock and lasts four hours until eight o'clock. The training fee per hour is 1 million alliance coins." Qu Zhendong clenched his fists and wanted to kill Yuan Qing: "What the hell, was killed by my combat team He's like a headless fly, but now he's become an assistant teacher at the college... I just saved the little Siberian princess, I can do it too!"

The younger sister of the young man surnamed Fan smiled softly: "No matter how angry you are, you still have to spend 4 million, and you have to practice your spinning skills. Stop complaining, my brother and I will go to the Doomsday Bar to reserve a room and wait for you. Come over as soon as you finish practicing."

After saying that, the brother and sister left the simulation training hall, walked through the tree-lined road filled with stars and moonlight, drove an alloy off-road vehicle to the parking lot, and roared all the way to the Doomsday Bar.

"Yuan, you bastard, you're a loser!" Qu Zhendong cursed angrily, looked down at the time displayed on his smart watch, and walked to the training room bitterly.

at this time……

"Assistant Yuan, please come here." The person in charge of the first floor who is responsible for the use of the training room led Yuan Qing over, entered the verification permissions in another training room not far from Qu Zhendong, and entered the verification permission on Yuan Qing's smart watch After operating for a while, he smiled and said: "The authorization code has been given to you. You don't need to apply for it in the future. As long as there is an empty training room, you can use it at any time - Oh, by the way, the training rooms on each floor are the same. There is no need to go up." The students all like to be on the first floor because it’s convenient.”

Yuan Qing smiled and nodded his thanks, while the teacher in charge waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm going to have dinner too. If anything happens, please contact me anytime. If there is a problem, please contact me. There is an emergency alarm button in the room, and you can also call my contact number directly. , there are also staff on duty at the management office... I won’t go on too much, I wish you a happy practice.”

After saying that, the teacher in charge turned and left.

Yuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief - he had behaved quite naturally just now, and only he knew how nervous he was. The teacher in charge seemed easy-going, but the aura he naturally exuded was extremely powerful, not much worse than Hundred Splits Wang Teng Baizhan, probably. A fighter at the peak of the ninth level or even at the early stage of the tenth level—that is, a martial saint!

"I wonder if this teacher has been crowned king." Yuan Qing shook his head, walked into the training room, closed the door with his backhand, and picked up the smart helmet suspended in the air - the force field in the training room is very unique and can adjust gravity. The highest It reaches 100 times. When you put on the helmet, a light curtain appears out of thin air in front of your eyes, and instructions for use appear immediately. It has a very technological atmosphere and is very high-end.

In my mind, Zhi Nao, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again: "Yuan Qing, I just checked the helmet. It won't cause any harm to your mind. You can use it with confidence. In addition, the technological content of the helmet is very low, and the training method is relatively backward, etc. You find the main body of Unit 1, I..."

"Don't draw a big cake first, I'll give it a try." Yuan Qing responded with a smile in his heart, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped lightly on the virtual light screen that didn't exist in front of him: "It's the first time you use this thing, first Challenge the lowest difficulty - level C1."

After the selection, Yuan Qing's ears buzzed, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly, as if the stars had moved. His body had appeared in a vast grassland, and a hundred fourth-order early-stage steel-armored rhinoceroses rushed madly from all directions, roaring, The trembling sound of the ground is exactly the same as the scene in reality.

And Yuan Qing's body is exactly the same as in reality. He has a blood tiger sword stuck on his back and is wearing a camouflage combat uniform. Even his eyelashes, hair, clothes folds... all the details are lifelike. If you pinch the skin with your fingers, it will even appear. Produce real pain.

"My right arm, left leg, and torso have all been spiritually combined, and my physical strength here is actually exactly the same." Yuan Qing drew out the Blood Tiger Sword, his eyes were like daggers, and his body suddenly began to rotate, facing the speed of the steel-armored cattle. He rushed away and yelled loudly in his heart: "It's just a hundred of them, let's see how I kill you!"

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Outside Yuan Qing's training room, Qu Zhendong was panting like an ox and his eyes were blood red.

asshole!

The teacher in charge of the training hall just now, he is one of the executive directors of Kyoto Academy, the majestic tenth-level martial saint "Wind Knife King", was so polite to Yuan Qing, and even gave him the training room authorization code, allowing him to enter the training room for free. , why?

He was just an orphan who had nowhere to hide and was hunted by the Hongdu Group. He saved the little Siberian princess by luck. He was the murderer of eight combat teams of the Hongdu Group. He was a local ruffian!

"Let me practice your spinning skills, and use the reputation of the King of Siberia to cause trouble in the academy..." Qu Zhendong took out the alloy sword from his waist, walked to the door of Yuan Qing's training room, and slowly placed his finger on the communication on the wall. button, roaring in my heart: "What a bastard, get out of here!"

Didi, didi, didi...

In the training room, the smart helmet on Yuan Qing's head rang a rapid communication ring. The simulated combat scene in front of him disappeared instantly, and he was spinning at high speed. The blood tiger sword in his hand had just come into contact with a steel-armored rhinoceros rushing at the front!

"Who rang the communication bell?" Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows, and the consciousness of fighting slowly disappeared. He raised his hand and took off the smart helmet, turned around and opened the alloy door to isolate.

Outside the door, Qu Zhendong held an S-class alloy sword in his hand, with an angry look on his face and a voice full of anger: "You mud-legged guy from Ji'an base, grassroots from the orphanage, Yuan Qing! Hongdu Group didn't kill you and let you survive until now. You carried me into the lap of the King of Siberia - I, Qu Zhendong, officially challenge you on behalf of the Hongdu Group. If you want to avenge your dead Wolf Fang members, use your skills now and hack me to death if you can. !”

Qu Zhendong.

The moment he saw his school uniform badge, Yuan Qing immediately knew his identity - the grandson of Qu Shilong, the founder of Hongdu Group and the future heir to Hongdu Group; at noon in the small square in front of the teaching building The student from Class A2 who expressed hostility was this Qu Zhendong!

"This is not a challenge, this is a provocation! Besides, you want to challenge me, but you don't have the qualifications. It would be better if it were your sister." Yuan Qing tightened his blood tiger sword slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The members of the Wolf Fang Team must avenge themselves, but not now. Qu Zhendong is not the creator of this hatred, but his sister who is the vice president of Hongdu Group! More importantly, this is Kyoto Academy, and the rules of the academy clearly stipulate that no killing is allowed!

"Why, you're just trying to gain fame, you're a clown in the academy relying on the prestige of the King of Siberia, and now you don't even dare to accept my challenge?" Qu Zhendong took a step forward and shook the sword in his hand: "You're a coward, you're a worthless thing. Son, without the King of Siberia, you are just a scumbag, your spinning skills are just a monkey trick on the street, you are just a bitch without a father and a mother..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Yuan Qing's right foot was like a spinning silver light, blasting out a blast of concussive airflow, slamming the sword into his hand, and then hitting his body with the sword; Qu Zhendong's entire body was completely unbalanced, like a The stones shot out by the slingshot flew out with a whoosh, rolling continuously, and directly hit the wall of another training room more than fifty meters away.

His body fell against the wall, and countless bones in his body were broken. His body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and pieces of internal organs and large amounts of blood spurted out from his mouth. He couldn't help coughing, and he couldn't stand even with his sword on the ground. He got up, he was struggling, blood was foaming from his mouth, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to be cursing!

"You are not worthy of being killed by me." Yuan Qing walked up to Qu Zhendong, pointing the blood tiger sword directly between his eyebrows. His voice seemed to contain an active volcano that was about to erupt: "Remember, I will use the shuriken to , personally cut off the heads of Qu Shilong and Qu Manying, I, Yuan Qing, will do what I say - now, get out of here!"

Not far away, two teachers on duty at the training hall who rushed out from the management office after hearing the noise stopped and looked at Yuan Qing and Qu Zhendong from a distance. One of the female teachers raised her watch as if she wanted to contact the school's senior management; However, another teacher on duty reached out and pressed the female teacher's wrist, shaking her head slightly.

"Sorry for causing trouble to you three." Yuan Qing put away the Blood Tiger Sword and had long lost interest in continuing the simulation training. He walked up to the three teachers on duty and nodded gently: "If the hospital pursues it, there is no need to If the King of Siberia is involved, I will bear all the responsibility."

The female teacher frowned and said nothing, while the male teacher smiled slightly and said kindly: "Assistant Professor Yuan, there is no need to alarm the hospital for such a trivial matter. It is just a normal discussion, don't take it to heart."

Yuan Qing said no more, bowed slightly, then turned and walked towards the single-family villa where Old Man Luo once lived.

From the beginning to the end, no one, neither Yuan Qing nor the two teachers on duty, paid attention to the half-dead Qu Zhendong, as if he was an ant.