Chapter 4691: 1 word is definite

Monki was very upset, because he thought the Mingzu Academy was too rubbish!

Allocate dormitories? Or two people in a room?

I'm a dignified orc prince, I actually live with this nameless little Sanxiu named Zhao Qiu?

Isn't this insulting yourself, the orc prince?

My little pony...Bah...Is my velvet bed uncomfortable?

How far is this central area from outside? Why must I live on campus?

Isn’t it possible to go to school every day?

Although Monqi had greeted the management ancestor of the Ming Clan Academy 1,800 times in his heart, he did not dare to show the slightest expression on the surface.

Just kidding, he saw with his own eyes that a vice-god opposed him to share a room with someone else and was then directly suppressed by the main **** of the Mingzu Academy without a word...

Nima...Everyone was quiet at the time...

And when he heard that the **** emperor and the demon emperor were two people in a room, Meng Qi felt a lot more balanced.

But the only thing that makes Monqi feel uncomfortable is, why not give himself a peerless genius or something? Even if you are not a peerless genius, you still have an ancient god-level existence...So, isn't it good for you to find a chance to ask your roommate?

What is this villain called Zhao Qiu now...what's the use of this special?

Okay... After hearing that he was the prince of the orc, this little guy kept looking at him with admiring eyes. To tell the truth, Monki thought it was very useful.

"Big Brother Monkey... is he tired as a prince?"

"That's for sure... my father is too unreliable... ahem... so I have to deal with all kinds of things in the orcs every day, of course it is very tired!"

"I heard that there are many powerful elders under your hand?"

"That's for sure...Even the ordinary sub-god or even the righteous God must obey my orders."

Meng Qi looked obscure. Of course, what he said was a bit nonsense. The sub-god and righteous **** among the orcs only obey the appointment of Meng Qi's father Mondo, and Meng Qi wants to mobilize. The existence of these gods is still idiotic.

"Then Big Brother Monkey... why do you keep holding a little Maza? Is there any story?"

Monkey: "..."

Monki felt that this human race was very annoying... It was okay just now, but suddenly became very annoying... the kind of annoyance for no reason...

Originally wanted to ask someone for advice, but Monqi found out that he ended up being the one who was asked. There was no way. Zhao Qiu’s strength was too weak. If he was outside, Zhao Qiu could only do it. It was an ant, and he didn't even have the chance to get Monqi to take a straight look.

But here is the Ming Clan Academy, where these two people who may be different from heaven and earth are now able to be in a dormitory, even facing some of Zhao Qiu's advice, Monqi also taught Zhao Qiu.

Of course, those things taught are things that Monkey feels that dogs are unwilling to learn.

"Little Zhao!" Monqi was sitting on his little horse at this time, and at the same time he looked at the stars outside with curious expression: "You explain what we will meet tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? We should meet a lot of teachers... When I came, a master **** told me that I was very suitable for learning the exercises of Xuanwu descendants, so tomorrow I plan to go to the Xuanwu descendants teacher, and then learn his exercises... …"

Zhao Qiu has already figured out that his physique is suitable for learning the exercises of Xuanwu descendants, so he has to learn the exercises of Xuanwu descendants.

In fact, in the eyes of many people, defensive exercises are inferior to offensive exercises, because defense means standing there against the tortoise shell, and then attacking the exaggerated hammer man. This is more enjoyable.

What's the meaning of defensive exercises?

But Zhao Qiu doesn't think so. Zhao Qiu thinks that if you want to beat someone, you have to learn how to beat someone. After all, if you beat someone ten times, if the other person doesn't die, and the other person gives you a shot, you will be gone. Then what's the point of this battle?

So it's right to say that you can stand up and have the ability to output!

Meng Qi naturally sneered at Zhao Qiu’s ideas. As we all know, the profession of Berserker was born in the orcs. Among the orcs, I dare not say that everyone is a Berserker, but most of the time the orcs fight. They are all based on toughness, so you make Monkey feel that defense is better than output? This is something Monkey can't do anyway.

Moreover, Meng Qi felt that Zhao Qiu was simply too naive, and wanted to learn the techniques of Xuanwu descendants?

You must know that the exercises of the descendants of Xuanwu are inherited innate exercises, which only the descendants of Xuanwu have the opportunity to learn.

You, an ordinary human race, want to learn this level of exercises?

Meng Qi looked at Zhao Qiu with a look of excitement and said: "I advise you not to hold on too much hope. After all, the basalt strength of basalt descendants is only passed down within the basalt clan. It is almost impossible for you to learn as a human race. , Even if the descendants of Xuanwu really want to pass it on to you, it must be done for you to accomplish many tasks that are almost impossible, so you think too much..."

"Ah...no...I heard what Dean Baili said, as long as we want to learn, the teacher must teach it."

"Hehe... innocent..." Monqi felt that he had just met an innocent child...

Believe whatever Baili says...

Haven't you heard that sentence... The mouth of a strong man, a deceitful ghost!

Nothing in this world is more unreliable than a strong man... This is what Monqi thinks can be understood by looking at his father, his father said that he is coming back every time, but what? ? However, since I was a teenager, I have almost forgotten what the old man looks like.

"It's not innocent... Brother Meng Qi, what if the Xuanwu descendant teacher is really willing to teach you to study with me?"

Zhao Qiu looked at Monkey innocently.

And facing such a naive Zhao QiuMonkey is really speechless...

Monki is taking the path of an orc berserker. I, an orc berserker, will follow you to learn the techniques of the strongest defensive descendants of basalt?

What kind of routine is this? Is this going crazy?

But Meng Qi glanced at Zhao Qiu and felt that the child was still very naive... and Meng Qi absolutely did not believe that the descendants of Xuanwu would teach his own techniques, so Meng Qi just sneered and said: "Yes...if Xuanwu If the descendants are really willing to teach, then I will study with you!"

"It's settled!" Zhao Qiu was so happy. Before, he was afraid that he was too lonely to study alone and no one communicated. Now that he has such a talented Monge to join him, what can I learn from Monge if he doesn't understand this? How great!

After Zhao Qiu finished speaking, he immediately washed and fell asleep, and he began to imagine the picture of learning Xuanwu Jin tomorrow.

As for Monch... lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep, not because of studying tomorrow, but because... Monch looked at his little Mazha helplessly...

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