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Chapter 78 Li Xunguang: No one knows Jiang You better than me(1/2)

Very soft.

Pinch.

It is white, soft and elastic, and it smells attractive.

Wow, this is amazing too.

The Adam's apple floats and swallows saliva.

I couldn't help it anymore, and then bit it.

Gently squeeze the teeth and force them.

A mouthful of oil.

"This bun tastes good." Jiang You nodded and swallowed it voraciously. "Little Pang, you are quite eye-catching and know how to bring breakfast to us."

"Yaoyao, get up."

Jiang You turned his head and shouted.

Lu Yaoyao was lying on the hospital bed next to him, sleeping soundly.

After shouting a few times, the girl's eyelashes trembled and she slowly woke up.

"I've eaten after washing my face and brushing my teeth."

"Oh." The girl was not completely awake and was still a little confused.

This little look made Jiang You's index finger tremble.

If it weren't for the surveillance in the ward, he would have been so hungry last night.

"Jiangyou, the video of you fighting with many people yesterday... I stayed on campus forum all day."

While eating breakfast, Liu Yuqiang gave a thumbs up, "Jiang You, you are so famous this time, so amazing."

"It's okay, remember not to say so strangely about the wheel battle next time." Jiang You stared at him for a few seconds, "Are you getting fat again?"

"Azhe." Liu Yuqiang was helpless, "Yes, this ability is not able to control his body shape when he is low."

"We want a lot of food."

I feel like you are heading straight to the 200 pound mark.

"Oh." Liu Yuqiang sighed, waved his hand and asked, "I think you are all guessing on the forum that you are already level 2, is it true or false?"

"Really." Jiang You nodded.

"Wow, it's true?"

"Low-key, low-key, after all, awakening in advance, there is nothing to be proud of."

"I'm envious." Liu Yuqiang sighed.

His talent limit is the second level. Jiang You hasn't learned much, so it's his end.

"Then you were injured several times before, could it be that you were left by going out to hunt the alien species?" Liu Yuqiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Che, don't think too much, I'll just bully the little alien species." Jiang You replied.

"Well, I'll get myself in sooner or later." Lu Yaoyao finished washing up and came out to whisper to the side.

"No, I'm very cautious." Jiang You sneered.

Clean water blew on the face, and a few slightly wet strands of hair hung down from the side.

Without applying makeup, Lu Yaoyao's face looked very moist.

She grabbed a bun, bit it in small mouth, and hummed at Jiang You's explanation.

"Then is the instructor looking for you in the second-level matter?" Liu Yuqiang asked curiously.

"Yes, they came over yesterday and told me to recover from my injury first and then talk about it later." Jiang You was helpless, "I don't know how the special training camp will arrange for me in this wave of popularity. I guess... I may not train with you anymore, maybe I will be with the sophomore."

Hum? With the sophomore?

This guess made Jiang You's eyes lit up.

Wouldn't it mean that I can play another round with these little kids?

The top student in the first year is still a little worse.

Many people who come to power cannot trigger [Hundred Battles] at all, and they still need to waste their energy to beat people out.

Not to mention the more, continue to exercise for half a month and a month. Even if there are 100 people on the wheel, the top students in the freshman year will probably no longer be his opponent.

You should know that if you calculate carefully, he has only been able to gain abilities for two months. He has been trying harder in the first month, and has started to make efforts in the second month.

If you have more time, Jiangyou will be confident to do better.

But then again, two persons.

One is that the "shadow" becomes stronger, and the other is that the "killing" becomes stronger.

The sad discovery of Jiangyou was not like a good thing, but it didn't seem like a [hunter].

Yes, take one step at a time.

Several people were chatting, and the footsteps at the door sounded from far to near.

Looking out on the river.

"Yeah, they're all here."

Song Qing'an was in a wheelchair, and Instructor Gu pushed him in.

"Instructor Song, Instructor Gu." Jiang You greeted.

"Don't be so irritable, just call me uncle." Song Qing'an's situation seemed slightly better than Jiang You, at least he hadn't completely entangled into a mummy.

"Boy Jiang really has you. He beat a hundred people by one and won nearly seventy people. Yesterday, I watched the live broadcast in the room and almost jumped up from the hospital bed."

"Because it's too passionate?" Jiang You asked while gnawing on the buns.

"No, because it's so embarrassing. After a while, the words "next one" made me feel like I was entering the bathhouse. The bath scrubber finished rubbing a guest, and then shouted loudly, "Who will come next one?"

Jiang You's expression froze.

"Yeah, it's a bit like a street stall. The cooker finished cooking a previous customer and shouted: 'Next'."

Is it as exaggerated as you said?

Jiang You's face turned dark. He was quite satisfied. After they said this, he really had the urge to stumble to the ground.

Song Qing'an laughed a few times, then turned serious and said, "Xiaoyou, according to your current situation, I probably won't follow the normal training. Be prepared."

"It just so happened that we were talking about these things before you came, and I was ready." Jiang You showed a little eager to try, "Well, can you train with the sophomore? Can you fight with them?"

Good guy.

Why didn’t you beat those dozens of people yesterday?

Song Qing'an and Gu Qi looked at each other.

"Whether you will train with the sophomore year, it should be agreed on in detail. Anyway... your special training content will definitely not be as simple as other students."

"Just fight if there is a fight." Jiang You said.

“???”

"It's not impossible to fight..."

Song Qing'an's eyes rolled and looked at Jiang You carefully, "Your skills are definitely better than ordinary students. But they are still too rough. When you meet someone of the same level and have rich practical experience, you are likely to be no match for him."

"Since you want to fight so much... Then I will practice with you when I come back."

Song Qing'an was sitting in a wheelchair and was wearing a hospital uniform.

Jiangyou, sitting by the bed, was wrapped in bandages.

This scene is really strange.

——

On the other hand, Song Qing'an was right, several instructors from the special training camp were indeed having a meeting.

Jiang You's files were placed at everyone's desk, and Chen Cang sat in the first place, feeling helpless.

"Have the phone connected?"

He asked.

Beep, beep, beep, phone dialing.

"Hey?" The middle-aged uncle's magnetic voice came.

"Hello, I am the deputy instructor of this Yunhai Special Training Camp, Chen Cang."

"Oh hello, what's wrong... Is there something wrong with Jiang You? He hit someone?"

have to.

Although Li Xunguang didn't know what happened, he guessed Jiang You directly, and even almost guessed what happened.
To be continued...
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