Chapter 97 God’s Order
Interior of the dormitory.
bright and clean.
Three young men with different looks were gathered together.
One of them, a child with an obviously more immature appearance, was lazily lying on the bed, pretending to be casual and said: "No, it's just eighth-dan. Maybe this is talent. I didn't work hard during my high school years. I skipped school every day and went to the VR virtual bar to play games and just practice eight steps.”
"Practice in high school was a bit too boring, so I took the college entrance examination in advance. I was lucky enough to be admitted to Qinglong Martial Arts University."
The content of his words was relatively modest, but anyone could hear some complacency in his tone.
"That's awesome. You seem to have received the S-level training plan. I heard it's worth tens of millions per year."
"I'm already in eighth-dan at the age of 16. It's so awesome. I repeated it for a year and only got fourth-dan. I only got the B-level training plan. I'll have to rely on Brother Dong to support me in the future."
The other two boys, who were obviously older, kept echoing and complimenting him.
"Hahahaha, I don't dare to say it because of the cover. We brothers can be assigned to the same dormitory. It is our fate as brothers. We will definitely help each other and take care of each other in the future!"
The boy named Dong laughed, obviously enjoying the feeling of being praised.
At this moment, the dormitory door was pushed open, and a tall and burly figure broke in, interrupting the communication between several people.
"Are you guys chatting?"
Qi Sui asked casually, and then found his bed No. 2.
On the inner right side by the window.
"This brother...where is he from?"
Several roommates were shocked by Qi Sui's figure.
Even though they are all practicing martial arts, when they are about eighteen years old, the average height is only around 1.8 meters, and occasionally 1.9 meters tall, but a strong man like Qi Sui who is two meters away is very rare.
"People from Qinhai City, Yun'an Province, how about you?"
While Qi Sui was chatting, he took out the three-piece bed set that his mother had prepared for him in advance from the suitcase, and tidied the mattress.
"My name is Dong Junjun. I am from Fuye Province. I am 16 years old and I am at the eighth level of martial arts."
"My name is Cao Hongwen. I am from Zhoushan Province. I am 19 years old and have reached the fourth level of martial arts."
"My name is Zhang Liwei. I am from Baode Province. I am 18 years old and have reached the sixth level of martial arts."
Everyone gave a brief introduction.
Qi Sui jumped off the bed, the impact causing the ground to tremble slightly. He took out several cans from the suitcase and threw them to his roommates one by one.
"My name is Qi Sui. I am 18 years old. My cultivation level is... I should be at the tenth level of martial arts."
He is also not sure how his current cultivation level should be calculated.
If you have not cultivated your inner strength, you cannot be called a martial artist.
But ordinary martial artists are no match for him.
"Tenth level of martial arts!!!"
Several roommates were stunned. Qi Sui's simple words shocked them greatly.
"Brother, are you the top scholar in our province's martial arts exam?" Cao Hongwen asked subconsciously.
"It's not like I won the provincial championship, I won the third place!"
Qi Sui casually opened the lid of the can with his thumb and stuffed an orange slice into his mouth.
"That's awesome, brother. I'm ranked third in the province. I'm ashamed to say it. I'm the oldest among everyone, but I'm the least skilled. The provincial ranking is only over 800." Cao Hongwen scratched his head in embarrassment.
He now understands what the coach said to him at that time.
Getting admitted to Qinglong Martial Arts University is not a success, but just the beginning of redoubling your efforts, because the gap between people inside is much wider than imagined.
Another roommate, Zhang Liwei, also came over curiously and said, "Brother Qi, can I touch your muscles?"
"Touch it!"
Qi Sui smiled and held out his arm.
Zhang Liwei tried to squeeze it with his hands.
Qi Sui's muscles are strong but not hypertrophic, lean but not bloated, and at the same time have excellent elasticity and strong toughness. These are the basic characteristics of having super terrifying explosive power.
"Brother, I'm convinced. I'm afraid your arm could kill me with one punch!" Zhang Liwei said in a stupefied tone.
Only the youngest Dong Junjun was sitting in his seat, his face gloomy and ever-changing, as if he couldn't stand the fact that someone was more dazzling and powerful than him.
"Hmph, what's so cool about it?"
"I'm two years younger than you, and I've also received the school's S-level training plan. I'll definitely be a martial artist in two years."
However, he did not express these inner thoughts. Although he was young, his emotional intelligence was not as low as that of a fool.
Qi Sui had a panoramic view of everyone's demeanor, and he had a pretty good impression of these roommates.
They are all young people who have just entered college and have no scheming ideas.
The man named Dong Junjun seems to be a bit petty and shows off, but given his young age, it is understandable. After a few more years, his thoughts will naturally mature, and he will not get angry with children.
"Brother Qi, if we have any secret realm activities or other subject tasks in the future, we will have to rely on you to cover them." Cao Hongwen smiled eagerly.
He had done enough planning before the start of school, knowing that if he could join a strong team and fish in troubled waters, he would be able to get enough credits for graduation.
Qi Sui looked noncommittal and did not talk much about this topic.
In his opinion, the abilities of several roommates are too poor. It's okay to be friends at ordinary times. As for being teammates who are really fighting for life and death, then forget it.
Mainly for the sake of their life safety!
"You haven't had dinner yet, right? I'm here to treat you and take you to a restaurant outside for a meal!" Zhang Liwei suggested. Judging from the dress, Zhang Liwei should have the best economic conditions among the few.
"You go ahead. My sister works in Tianfu. I told her when I came here that we would go out for dinner together tonight." Qi Sui smiled apologetically.
"Okay then, let's go. We'll invite Brother Qi next time. After all, we've been roommates for four years, so it's still a long time."
Everyone has reached an agreement.
We left the dormitory together and walked towards the school gate.
After waving goodbye, Qi Sui left in the opposite direction to his roommates.
"Sister, are you done with work? I'm going to go to your company."
A few minutes later, the message popped up.
"I still have to work overtime for a while. You can come downstairs to my company first. We can just have something to eat nearby today."
Seeing the reply, Qi Sui muttered: Sister Niu Ma has a hard time earning money!
He opened the map navigation.
Seeing that the distance was not far, I gave up the idea of taking a taxi and chose to run there.
While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, with quick eyes and quick hands, he quickly came to a stooped old woman, then picked her up and carefully walked across the road.
"You're welcome, you're welcome!"
Under the confused gaze of the old lady, Qi Sui waved goodbye enthusiastically.
Before he walked a few steps, he noticed a can on the edge of the lawn in front of him.
"Hey!"
Qi Sui raised his leg to exert some force, and the can rose up in response. Then, with his exaggerated muscle control, he kicked it into the "recyclable" standard of the trash can ten meters away.
"[Control] Experience +1"
Qi Sui, who had just entered the imperial capital, enjoyed all this with a pure heart.
He smiled contentedly, put his hands in his pockets, and hummed softly.
"The civil service competition officially starts today!"
However, what he didn't notice was that the surveillance eye installed in the corner not far behind him quietly turned its direction.
…
A majestic mansion with a luxurious appearance.
It was dark and gloomy inside.
A figure with a hunched waist was silently staring at the scene playing on the screen.
It was from the perspective of the surveillance eye that everything about Qi Sui's actions was captured.
"What is he doing?"
The voice that came out was hoarse and dry.
The figures kneeling behind him all looked at each other.
Some people were unsure: "He carried an old lady across the road, threw cans and bottles, and helped children to get things...could he be trying to judge Tianfu City as a five-star good citizen?"
"I think he wants to get credits or get a scholarship. These things may be helpful to his studies at Qinglong Martial Arts University."
"Let me tell you, he may be practicing a special way of training. Is this why his strength has improved so quickly?"
"What you said makes sense. I'll give it a try tomorrow."
"..."
Everyone was talking about it, but they still couldn't tell the reason.
"alright!"
An old voice interrupted everyone's discussion.
"No matter what, this person is the one who received the order from the God Lord. The altar in Qinhai City was destroyed in his hands. That idiot butcher can't even fight a high school student, so being shot is a relief."
After hearing these words, the expression of the kneeling figure behind became serious.
The fact that the butcher can serve as a missionary for a religious sect shows that his strength is not weak, and he can be ranked in the middle among them.
But such a ruthless character fell into the hands of Qi Sui, which shows that he must have something special.
Anyone who underestimates the enemy is digging his own grave.
"So, you guys, find an opportunity to sacrifice him to the great god. If you can't catch him alive, you can just bring the body back."
The old voice spoke again, adding: "This is the first oracle given by the God Lord after he wakes up!"
"The world is about to undergo great changes, and the era is about to be iterated. Any possibility of hindering the return of the God Lord must be nipped in the cradle as soon as possible."
Several figures shrouded in shadow behind him immediately knelt down devoutly, their foreheads heavily pressed against the ground.
"Your Majesty, the Lord God, I will obey the orders of the envoy!"
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(End of chapter)