Chapter 34

Compared with the cultivation methods of spiritual power, Luo Yunyang is more interested in the later art of resisting objects and flying.

When the mental power reaches a certain stage, you can wrap yourself with mental power, so as to achieve the effect of flying.

Flying is almost the dream of most people!

Luo Yunyang didn't know whether he could fly or not, but he wrapped his body with his mental strength for the first time.

According to the requirements of flying skills, Luo Yunyang slowly urged his body to float up. In this urging, Luo Yunyang's body slowly rose from the ground. After half an hour, Luo Yunyang finally flew up two feet.

The height of two feet is nothing to a warrior.

But this is flying after all!

At the moment of completing all this, Luo Yunyang felt a deep sense of fatigue in his heart.

Boom!

Luo Yunyang fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, he felt like he wanted to collapse.

Flying, has this been practiced?

Luo Yunyang, who felt a headache, quickly lay in bed and exercised his mental strength again and again according to the method of primary mental cultivation.

According to the introduction of mental power, it takes three days for a genius to get started. Generally, it takes one month for a person who has reached the foundation of mental power cultivation to get started.

But now, Luo Yunyang was just a flash, and he had already started.

The cultivation of mental strength made Luo Yunyang feel extremely calm. He lay quietly in bed. The whole person seemed to sleep and wake up, but he felt very comfortable.

"Didi!"

Luo Yunyang's communication watch suddenly sounded. In this watch, Xu Chong roared loudly: "Luo Yunyang, the sun is drying your ass, come to the school quickly."

Luo Yunyang woke up. He looked down at the communicator and saw that the time above was 8:30.

Xu Zhong seems to have told himself that 8:30 is the official opening of this elite class.

Before he could think more, Luo Yunyang rushed out of the city.

Although there was no acceleration, Luo Yunyang soon came to the school yard outside the city. At the moment, hundreds of boys and girls are standing on the school yard.

Well, it seems wrong. They all wear the uniforms of Xinglong army. Yesterday, because of cultivation, he Luo Yunyang was still wearing the clothes his mother prepared for him.

"This is our new king? Bah, what a shame!" A gloomy voice sounded when Luo Yunyang came.

Luo Yunyang looked in the direction of his speech and saw that he was talking to a middle-aged man with a thin face and yellow eyes.

The man was dressed in the military uniform of Xinglong army. Although he stood like a javelin, seeing this man made people feel chilly involuntarily.

Xu Chong touched his bald head and wanted to speak, but in the end, he seemed to have some scruples and kept silent.

At this time, Xu Chong is just a supporting role. He and seven or eight men with shoulder straps like him are surrounded by a tall old man with silver hair.

The old man's epaulet was a golden star. He looked at Luo Yunyang, shook his head gently, and then said faintly: "I came late on the first day. I didn't wear military uniform. Is it all because you are the new king?"

Isn't it just practice and oversleep!

"Report sir, I think the new king should be our example, not the black sheep among us!" A young man with a handsome face and heroic spirit walked out and said loudly.

As soon as the young man's words were uttered, they immediately received a unanimous response: "yes, the new king is our example. He doesn't look like an example!"

"Such a person deserves to be the new king!"

When he came here, he met a prick. This guy said strange things with pity, which made Luo Yunyang very unhappy. It was obvious that he didn't like me, the new king!

Since enjoying the 30% discount on shopping, the newcomer king has become Luo Yunyang's forbidden man. Now seeing others eyeing him, Luo Yunyang will not be polite.

"Report sir, I've seen the authority of the new king. I think the authority of the new king includes two items: being late and not wearing military uniform."

"After all, the new king can't be like those scum who only know how to blow their beard, stare and make noise!"

"If anyone refuses, he can fight!"

The mournful military uniform warrior, who had been watching the excitement, was stunned when he heard Luo Yunyang's words, and even showed a sneer.

The other elite class students who followed the coax had nothing to say when they heard Luo Yunyang's almost shameless argument. Moreover, he is too arrogant. His grandmother's, he called them scum recklessly!

Scum!

This is what Luo Yunyang called them. Then, many people shouted angrily: "Luo Yunyang, you are the slag. I have long been unconvinced by your position as the new king. Originally, I wanted to challenge you in a month. Who knows you don't know whether you live or die, so I'll come now!"

"I, Jin Botian, challenge you!"

"Luo Yunyang, if you can take my three punches, I will admit that you are the new king!"

The old man standing in the middle showed a smile in his eyes. He nodded gently and then said faintly: "a good new king should be different from others. If you can sit firmly in the position of new king, the two items you mentioned today are your privileges!"

"Sir, Guan Wanli of Xinglong army Tianjing headquarters challenges the new king. Please approve!" The first person to stand up was not the handsome young man who spoke first, but a tall warrior.

He is two meters tall and gives people a feeling of incomparable grandeur.

"Guan Wanli, I know you. OK, please!" The old man in military uniform looked at Guan Wanli and said with a smile, "don't embarrass your grandpa."

"Sir, don't worry!" While Guan Wanli was talking, he came to the front of Luo Yunyang and said, "I know you are fast, but sometimes, speed doesn't mean invincibility."

"My family can't break the golden bell skill. Now I'm standing here for you to fight. If you can't beat me with three punches, how about giving me the new king?"

Guan Wanli's words give people a simple and honest feeling.

Luo Yunyang smiled at the corners of his mouth. He knew that Guan Wanli seemed to suffer losses, but in fact, it was very consistent with the art of war.

Strong is better than weak, and long is better than short.

"Good!" Luo Yunyang knew that Guan Wanli thought carefully, but he couldn't tell it through, so he promised with a smile.

Xu Chong frowned and just wanted to speak, but he was looked at by the old man in military uniform and had to close his mouth.

"Let's go." An officer standing beside Xu Zhong said calmly.

Guan Wanli stepped forward and took a deep breath. There was a quack in his body.

In the sound, Luo Yunyang felt a faint metallic luster on Guan Wanli's face!

"If you don't break the third level of Jinzhong Gong, it seems that this old pass really has a future!" The old man in military uniform sighed.