Chen Yan burped with satisfaction and walked on the corridor back to the classroom, quietly refining the energy brought about by eating in his body.
What a pleasure!
He glanced at Hou Ze beside him.
This guy is quickly returning to his previous appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The figure that originally became thin due to "fat burning" was like an inflated balloon, and quickly returned to the appearance of that chubby little fat man, and even looked a bit... rounder than before.
Chen Yan inquired specifically.
The <Dragon Cicada Art> practiced by Hou Ze is a True Technique Rank martial skill.
This technique is extremely special and can convert massive amounts of food energy into a substance called "Spirit Fat" and store it in the body.
During battle, you can burn Spirit Fat, bursting out with power and defense far beyond your own level.
"The effect is quite interesting!"
Chen Yan commented secretly in his heart.
At this moment, a crisp and somewhat excited voice came from behind.
"Xiao Yan brother!"
It's Yu Qingmeng.
Chen Yan Before he could turn around, he felt a soft and fragrant little figure rush onto his back.
The little girl's legs skillfully wrapped around his waist, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and her whole body hung on him like an octopus.
It has been more than a day since we separated yesterday morning.
For Yu Qingmeng who is used to being attached to Chen Yan, this has already been a very long time for him.
They originally agreed to go to school together, but by accident, she was accepted as a disciple by Xu Guangzong and was taken away for special training.
In the afternoon cultural class, Chen Yan happened to be absent, so she missed it.
Now that she finally saw someone, the little girl's joy almost overflowed.
"Hey, hey, Xiao Qingmeng, you're still wearing a skirt!"
Chen Yan was complaining, but his body was very honest. He subconsciously held up her thighs with his hands, and held the skirt firmly to prevent it from being exposed.
Seeing that Chen Yan did not refuse his intimacy, Yu Qingmeng rubbed his back and smiled even happier.
Chen Yan felt helpless.
This little girl is almost growing up. Didn't Aunt Liu Xin teach her the difference between men and women?
It won't work if you are older and still so defenseless.
But...
He felt the soft touch on his back and the envious and jealous looks of the boys around him, and an inexplicable possessiveness arose in his heart.
Being so close seems to dissuade some unsighted guys from approaching Yu Qingmeng.
"Xiao Yan brother, I'm so awesome now!"
Yu Qingmeng lay next to his ear and said as if offering a treasure, "The white-haired old man taught me a secret technique, and now I can wield a sword!"
"Oh? Really? That's awesome."
Chen Yan responded perfunctorily.
The two of them just chatted in an extremely intimate posture and walked slowly down the corridor.
This scene was naturally seen by all the Grandmaster Class students around.
There are very few girls in Grandmaster Class. Counting Yu Qingmeng who just entered school, there are only three girls.
And all of them have different styles and stunning looks.
"The two of them have such a good relationship? Are they brothers and sisters?"
"No, they don't look alike..."
"Childhood sweethearts, right? Look at that closeness, tsk tsk..."
During the discussion, Yu Qingmeng suddenly said "Hey".
She poked her head out from Chen Yan's back and pointed at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Xiao Yan, you have something here."
Chen Yan subconsciously wanted to wipe it with his hands, but found that his two hands were supporting Yu Qingmeng's thighs and could not free them at all.
Yu Qingmeng's eyes lit up when he saw this.
Slowly stretched out his white and slender index finger, and gently wiped it on the corner of Chen Yan's mouth. A tiny pastry residue was immediately stuck to his fingertips.
"There is some pastry here," she looked at Chen Yan with a smile and blinked, "Brother Xiao Yan, do you want to pack it up and go back to the classroom to eat it?"
Saying that, without waiting for Chen Yan to reply, she naturally put the finger with the pastry residue into her slightly open mouth under Chen Yan's slightly stunned gaze.
With a gentle roll of the pink tip of the tongue, the residue disappeared.
"Hmm... so sweet and delicious! Mom rarely lets me eat such sweets!"
Yu Qingmeng narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, like a kitten that stole candy.
Chen Yan: "..."
He felt that his cheeks were slightly hot.
The two of them had their own thoughts and went all the way back to Grandmaster Class's cultural class classroom.
The next day.
All members of the Grandmaster Class group, including Chen Yan, were taken to an independent quiet room deep in Martial Arts Arena by their mentor Mei Qiaoer.
Here is their reward as the winner of the practical class - observing "Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws".
Everyone's faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
"'Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws' is one of my Imperial Martial's school treasures. It contains a lot of true meaning of martial arts."
Mei Qiaoer stood in front of a picture frame covered by a huge red cloth, with a solemn expression.
"In the next process of enlightenment, what you see and comprehend will vary from person to person. Remember, act according to your ability. If you feel that you are exhausted, quit immediately to avoid being hurt by the powerful martial arts ideas. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.
Mei Qiaoer nodded, stretched out his hand, and slowly opened the curtain.
A huge scroll more than two meters high appeared in front of everyone.
However, when they saw the contents of the scroll clearly, many people were stunned.
There are no magnificent mountains and rivers as imagined, nor majestic warriors.
On the scroll, there is only a chaotic background and a vague human figure randomly outlined with a few rough ink lines.
The style of painting... is almost the same as the random graffiti of an elementary school student.
"Is this Imperial Martial's school treasure?"
Chen Yan looked at the painting, raised his eyebrows slightly, and complained crazily in his heart.
Are you sure this thing was not drawn and played by some leader's child?
"Okay, who comes first?" Mei Qiaoer's voice sounded.
She just finished speaking.
A cold figure had already stepped out, taking the first step towards the painting "Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws".
It is Bai Lingshuang.
She was wearing plain white training clothes today, which made her long snow-colored hair and cold red eyes even more eye-catching.
The figure is tall and straight, and the temperament is like the cold plum blossoms on the top of the snow-capped mountains, solitary and pure.
Follow her step by step towards the scroll.
In the eyes of everyone, she just stood in front of the painting, motionless.
But in Bai Lingshuang's own vision, the whole world has changed.
The originally blurry human figures in the scroll became increasingly clear under her gaze.
Finally, she transformed into a young woman with an ethereal figure, dressed in white and snowy, slowly performing a set of mysterious swordsmanship in a field of ice and snow.
Every sword seems to freeze time and space.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Maybe it was a moment, or maybe it was several hours.
When the scene in Bai Lingshuang's eyes dissipated and clarity returned, she realized that she was still standing in the quiet room.
She slowly came back to her senses and looked at Mei Qiaoer and the others, with a hint of unconcealable excitement in her cold voice.
"I have comprehended... a True Technique Rank different swordsmanship."
The bookshelf grouping function has been added. You can add multiple books into groups (categories). If you have any suggestions after using it, we will make modifications.