On May 22nd, at 9:00 am, every day! Changsun Chen collapsed in the classroom, his chest breathing like a bellows, and the girls beside him, Changsun Jin and Gong Yuhui, were not much better. His clothes were all soaked through, and his face was frighteningly white. Except for Luo Xiu, Nalan Que, Lou Jialuo and Shi Zhuo, the other guys seemed to have only half their lives left. "Classes could start at 8:15!" "It's hard right now - it's 9 o'clock!" "But it's okay, as long as it's delayed, the dissolution will be postponed until you can get used to it!" With his hands behind his back, Wang Zhenting was speaking around them. "Next, do you choose to use genetic medicine, or tell me about my exclusive power-generating skills?" "Those who have never used genetic medicine, raise your hand!"
Wang Zhenting looked at the crowd, Luo Xiu was the first to raise his hands, and then everyone except the seventh and eighth raised their hands high. "very good!" "It seems that your parents are very wise!" "Gene medicine, this is a thing invented by foreigners, and you must be 18 years old before you can inject it!" "The country has been doing secret research!" "The one you see now is the latest researched S-class super genetic medicine, which is specially prepared for former Jin Dao Practitioners!" "There will be some conflicts with the Medicine Pill, which is our national key research!" After Wang Zhenting finished speaking, he handed blue genetic medicines in front of everyone. Luo Xiu looked at it curiously, and even sniffed it. A rather odd smell. It's a bit hard to say. "Now, you can inject!" "There may be some pain, and it is even possible that after the pain is over, the increase in own strength is not much!" "Then I can only tell you with regret that the effect of your previous Medicine Pill overlaps with this genetic medicine!" *Let’s inject it, just stick it into the muscle, it’s very convenient!” Wang Zhenting looked at the crowd, but Luo Xiu was stunned and said: "Mentor, we are S-level, what kind of genetic medicine did you inject at work that day?" "S-!" "Class three is A!" "Land 1 is A-, and so on!"
"Not everyone can inject S-level injections, and it doesn't mean that S-level injections are the best. It depends on your personal physique, and the degree of enhancement of the Medicine Pill before!" "got it?" Wang Zhenting patiently explained that the eldest Sun Chen who was lying there had already been stabbed directly in the arm with a needle. "ah----" A heart-piercing wailing sound immediately resounded through the entire class. After the injection, Changsun Chen's veins all over his body seemed to burst, and he made a crackling sound. It's like the muscles are constantly being pulled. Luo Xiu couldn't help shaking the hand holding the genetic medicine. Fuck, didn't you say it hurts a little? How can this be called a little pain?! Luo Xiu looked at Wang Zhenting, and the eyes of the others were obviously also looking at him. "It's a little bit!" "You can't bear this pain? How can you be a Practitioner?" Wang Zhenting spoke loudly, and everyone collectively showed a hint of contempt in their eyes. This is a bit of pain, is it what you think?! Doesn't conscience hurt? Everyone looked at the syringe in their hands with some hesitation, and then several people's eyes were all fixed on Luo Xiu. Including Nalan Que! "Grass, what are you looking at me for?" "Hit!" To be honest, Luo Xiu wants to see other people, but these guys actually want to fight him second?! Is there any humanity left?! Can you still be a classmate happily? "Squad leader, you lead by example!" Shi Zhuo was talking in a dark way, and Sun Jin, who had been silent all this time, immediately echoed: "Yes, the squad leader must lead by example!" "Go f*ck!" "Why didn't I hear you call me that before!" "Now it's time to administer the genetic medicine, one squad leader at a time!"
Luo Xiu suddenly took out the card from the armory, and slapped it on the ground: "This group of Elders are no longer good, whoever wants to be good!" Anyway, Luo Xiu's arsenal has already been investigated, so the significance of this squad leader is not great. "Squad leader, it's meaningless for you to say that!" This guy Zhou Yan laughed: "You were the one who ran the hardest just now, and you were the one who rested the most. If you don't hit anyone?!" "that is!" "right….………" Two more guys chime in there. "Okay, all the genetic medicines are here to push back and forth?" "Just like you, you still expect to contribute in the field of alien beasts in the future? Everyone is so afraid of pain and death? What are you doing as a Practitioner?!" Wang Zhenting, who had never lost his temper all this time, suddenly burst into an aura of aura all over his body at this moment. Nalan Que, who was closest to him, took a step towards the retreat. The faces of the others also changed. Great Master aura! Wang Zhenting's eyes seemed to be shining, and he stared at Luo Xiu closely: "Luo Xiu, you are the squad leader, you fight first!" Luo Xiu pursed his lips, looking at the twitching grandson Chen, his hand holding the genetic medicine was shaking! Damn, I knew I shouldn't be the squad leader of this youngest kid. There is no good thing about shit, there is a lot of fart. laugh! Luo Xiu gritted his teeth, and with a look of resignation, he inserted the S-level super genetic potion~~~ into his arm, and then pushed the blue liquid into his arm with all his strength. creak! The muscles in Luo Xiu's arms suddenly seemed to be stretched, and they made a sound of expanding. However, Nuan Xiu didn't feel any pain. ………seeking flowers… 0 On the contrary, the muscles of the whole body seemed to vibrate a little. This feeling is like the muscle fibers are constantly expanding, and the originally thin fibers are beginning to evolve towards steel wires. This feeling is very strange. "Strengthened muscle fibers?" Luo Xiu seemed to understand the principle of the foreigner's gene medicine.
Muscle is mainly composed of muscle tissue. Muscle cells are elongated and fibrous in shape, so muscle cells are often called muscle fibers. Strength is produced through the cooperation of muscles. It can be said that the better the coordination of the muscles, the stronger the muscles and the stronger the strength! "This is a scientific way of cultivation!" "They have strengthened their muscles to the extreme, and combined with the body, etc., their strength has indeed increased..." Luo Xiu was a little enlightened, feeling the surging power in his body, but found that everyone's eyes seemed to converge on him again. "Why are you looking at me? Hit!" "Daddy, as the squad leader, set an example and finished playing, shouldn't it be your turn?" Luo Xiu stared at Nalan Que, but Shi Zhuo beside him couldn't help but said, "Why are you fine?" It's not scientific! The grandson Chen on the ground was crying over and over in pain, but Luo Xiu, on the other hand, looked like a normal person after the injection. Even Wang Zhenting was a little surprised. Luo Xiu looked too calm. "I... really don't feel it? Don't hold back!" Wang Zhenting said to Luo Xiu, Luo Xiu spread out his hands: "Do I look like I'm enduring it?" laugh! Seeing that Luo Xiu was fine, Shi Zhuo inserted the syringe of the super genetic medicine into his own arm in the next second. Then-- "ah!" A more stern roar came out of his mouth. The key point was that he was not the only one who got the injection. Gong Yuhui and the other girls saw that Luo Xiu was fine, so they all got the injection too. The "beautiful music" with ups and downs suddenly came from the first class of the day! All the girls were trembling in pain with no image. Nalan Que and Lou Jialuo are the two with the best image. They gritted their teeth and endured it profusely. But the features on the face are a little distorted, and the veins are protruding. How is it so hideous?! Crack! Crack!
Luo Xiu instantly took a picture of this extremely moving scene with his mobile phone. "Black history, haha!" "The dark history of Tianyi class!" Luo Xiu laughed heartily, only feeling the strength in his whole body, as if... had grown again. With a slight squeeze of his fist, he could feel the tense muscles all over his body, as if a clockwork had been wound up and he needed to punch out. This feeling makes him feel like a real Practitioner! Before, he was at most a powerful martial artist. .
