In a year, especially at Zhang Yang's current age, it is often the one who has changed the most.

Compared to a year ago, Zhang Yang now looks more mature. Although she is only thirteen years old, she looks like a teenager in her 14 or 15 years old. In addition, her adult psychology in her twenties makes Zhang Yang look less immature and tender. Due to more than a year of exercise, she has become extremely strong and her handsome face. She can be regarded as a handsome man!

However, this is just a surface change, and an internal change, which is even greater.

During the year, Zhang Yang was not just exercising his body. The four basic abilities of the God of Death, the Killer of the Spiritual Pressure and the Killer of Death have not fallen behind. He practices tirelessly every day. Now, his spiritual pressure alone has reached the level of a head officer. Although he is an ordinary low-ranking officer, don’t forget that Zhang Yang and the captain of the captain have accumulated thousands of years of punching and killing ghosts. With these, Zhang Yang doesn’t know what level his strength has reached.

But there is only one thing that is, Zhang Yang's strength is absolutely different from a year ago.

In addition, no major events have happened in the college during this year. Training that should be trained, eating, sleeping, and at most, the people in the college are almost used to Zhang Yang training alone on the playground. The instructor who asked Zhang Yang not to make trouble just now was the one who already knew Zhang Yang.

As for what happened outside, it was not Zhang Yang who knew.

"The training has not seemed to be very effective recently. Should I find Zefa to plan a new training..."

Lifting with the barbell frog, Zhang Yang glanced at the freshmen who were arranging tests and splitting the floors, and murmured in his heart.

The training that Zefa arranged for him a year ago has now been completed easily, and he has also tried to increase the intensity of the training, but it seems that the effect is not as obvious as before, so he wonders whether to ask Zefa to arrange training for him again.

After another round, Zhang Yang threw the barbell casually, sat down under the shade of the big tree next to the playground, wiped his sweat, picked up the water bottle beside him and drank a few sips of water. Looking at the freshmen who were undergoing the test, he couldn't help but smile, and remembered the scene when he first came in.

Time flies so fast!

After sighing, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, when did he become so literary?

"It's true that it hurts..."

After muttering a few funny words, Zhang Yang walked towards the teaching building. The man in black who was looking at the elevator seemed to have become accustomed to it when he saw Zhang Yang. Before Zhang Yang could open the elevator door and let Zhang Yang walk in.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor.

However, as soon as the elevator door was opened, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned. In the spacious classroom, everyone was fighting in a group of bare hands, and all kinds of cry of pain and low shouts kept ringing, which looked very lively.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a black shadow flew towards Zhang Yang. Without any hesitation, Zhang Yang kicked him out without hesitation.

"Ouch……"

With a scream, the figure was kicked to the ground by Zhang Yang. He got up in a mess and stared at Zhang Yang and shouted: "Zhang Yang, you bastard, see clearly and kick him again! It's me! Bastille!"

"Well, I know it's you!"

Zhang Yang looked like I knew it for a long time. She looked at Tina, who was also in a mess among the crowd, but still shouted and beat her up, and said strangely: "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Let's fight! Those bastards are so heavy!" Bastille cursed while rubbing her sore waist. Compared to a year ago, he looked much more mature.

"Melee?"

Zhang Yang looked at the crowd fighting together, and everyone was attacking the people around him mercilessly. Tina's situation was not very good. After all, her strength was not very powerful on the fifth floor, especially when she could only use her fists and feet.

Fortunately, since I can only use fists and feet, although it hurts a lot when I am beaten, it is just a minor injury, which is not very harmful.

"The teacher has seen it, let's not talk about it anymore. Grandma, I'm going to take revenge!"

Bastil suddenly shrank his neck and then shouted loudly and rushed in again.

Zhang Yang looked aside and saw Zefa walking towards him.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Zefa asked Zhang Yang while watching the melee.

Over the past year, there has been no previous surveillance and temptation. As the two of them continue to get along, their relationship has improved a lot, and they have a bit of a teacher and a friend.

This surprised the Bastille and the others. After all, what they fear most was Zefa. However, Zefa's attitude towards Zhang Yang was completely different from that of them. However, no matter how surprised they were, they were still very self-aware. They didn't know about other floors, but most people on the fifth floor knew that Zhang Yang was very strong, and the strong were treated as strong, which they couldn't envy.

Although Zhang Yang is not known to him on other floors, he is indeed the first person on the fifth floor!

Although, there are still a few people who refuse to agree!

"Well! I feel that the training effect is not very big recently. Why don't you arrange a training plan for me again?" Zhang Yang looked at Zefa and said.

Upon hearing this, Zefa turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang. Without answering, he shook his head and said, "I really don't understand you anymore. Others come here to learn various combat skills and experiences, but you are better, don't want anything except exercise."

“Uh…it varies from person to person, varies from person to person…”

Zhang Yang scratched his head and said with a smile, "He can't say that I have the memory of the captain, and I don't need to learn the combat skills of the navy at all!"

Looking at Zhang Yang who didn't seem to want to explain anything, Zefa did not ask too much, but pondered for a while and continued: "The physical exercise can not be unlimited. The physical condition, training intensity and age are all related. With your current age, it is already the limit to exercise to this level. If you continue, it will only exceed the load of your body and cause irrecoverable damage to your body."

"You mean, I don't need to continue exercising now, but I will slowly grow my body by over-time?" Zhang Yang frowned.

"It's almost the same!"

Zefa nodded and said, "To be honest, in my opinion, you might as well go out to experience it instead of staying in the Naval Academy. There are many strong people on the sea. No matter how talented a person is, if he has no training, he can only be used as a decoration at best. If you can go out to experience it, your strength will definitely grow faster than you are now!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he became a little moved.

To be honest, he also yearns for the outside world, but because he was not strong enough, he chose to join the navy to grow up safely. Although his strength is not very strong now, he is still enough to protect himself.

What's more, in one aspect, the God of Death also needs to be strengthened through combat. As Zefa said, if he can go out to experience it, his strength may really increase more.

"I will consider it..." Zhang Yang thought for a while.

"Well, just think about it yourself. You can have a good rest now!"

Zefa nodded, then thought of something and said to Zhang Yang: "By the way, don't forget to gather at the playground in the afternoon. You are also a student on the fifth floor and you must also participate in this year's college Taoist assessment."

"Academic Dao Effort?"
Chapter completed!