The stick was thrown to the ground by him, and Nie Changfeng turned around and left.

He is not a violent maniac, and there is no need to take serious measures against ordinary people.

Nie Changfeng fell into thinking.

The soul-loving hand has obviously become much more powerful.

The first time I used it on Wang Yuanyu, and the second time I used it on Diao Hu, it did not make them look like a strong man who was exhausted.

The strong man is just an ordinary person, and his physical strength is obviously not comparable to that of the martial artist-level Diao Hu.

But he must be better than Wang Yuanyu, whose body was hollowed out.

There is only one explanation for this: the power of the Soul-Love Hand itself has indeed increased significantly.

They are also the same martial arts stimulated by 1 point of prison blood, why is the difference so big?

Nie Changfeng compared his own changes.

The level of warrior is still at the first level of martial artists.

The level of the exercises is still the same as the blood boil.

The qi and blood value was only 1 point higher than that time, from 56 to 57.

The strength of the body has not changed, it is all 21.

The only attribute with obvious changes is the mental value.

From 13 o'clock before to 35 o'clock now.

Will the strength of the mental value affect the strength of the Qi and Blood System martial arts?

What theory is this?

After Nie Changfeng decided to return to the dormitory, he studied the secret book of Blood Demon.

There was still someone on duty in the security room at the school gate at the evening of the Spiritual Academy. He looked like an old man in his seventies.

It is not easy to walk. If someone really wants to break into the school, it is not good for the students, this old man can only watch it.

What kind of defense can it play?

Nie Changfeng showed his student ID and went in easily.

After returning to the dormitory, Nie Changfeng found that Su Bai was not here, and the other two roommates were walking.

When Nie Changfeng walked in, they didn't dare to look at Nie Changfeng.

After all, that scene in the morning was so scary that I would pull the bed to the ground at any time, which was obviously not easy to mess with.

Nie Changfeng went to the bathroom to wash it a little, and then went straight to bed.

He didn't have any scrubbing utensils, nor did he have any bedding on the bed.

In fact, he didn't even have a piece of clothes to change.

Nie Changfeng put his hands behind his head, lying on the hard bed, looking at the top, but in fact he had no focal length.

He knew that something had been put in front of him, and it had reached the point where he had to do it.

make money.

It’s not just making money to improve his current living environment, after all, he can’t afford to eat and doesn’t have a penny.

More importantly, make money to buy blood from monsters, make money to rent large houses, suitable for building a courtyard for blood pools.

Since the unassigned archaeological value has reached 157, Nie Changfeng will not focus on upgrading the level of warrior step by step.

Since the archaeological system has given the method, Nie Changfeng dared to use it boldly.

The system is his greatest reliance.

He is also his most trusted partner.

If it is simply the Blood Demon Secret Book that gives the quick method of warriors to advance to, Nie Changfeng must have to think carefully.

How big a side effect will this method have? Will it cause him to commit more murderous crimes?

And whether there are hidden dangers he didn't see.

But this method was clearly provided to Nie Changfeng by the system, so he had no doubt at all.

Why not seize the opportunity to advance quickly?

In the Martial God Continent Wushen Continent Wushen Freshman Competition, Nie Changfeng must show his light.

Just by making progress step by step by step, how can you compare with top students in top universities?

They have guidance from the martial god level tutor, many talented students communicate with each other, and the top teaching facilities in the mainland.

Not to mention that many students have a wealthy family, even from large sects, have the ability to take treasures, have advanced skills to practice, and have strong funds to support their practice.

The more Nie Changfeng thought about it, the more he felt that he was too far behind.

As a warrior, he has the qualification to apply to leave the city.

In this era, hunting monsters is always one of the fastest ways to make money.

Poor literature and wealth in martial arts.

Warriors burn the most money, but they also make the most money.

Nie Changfeng has made a decision.

...

At the entrance of a dark alley outside the entrance of the mutton soup restaurant, the bearded and strong man were hiding behind the wall smoking a cigarette.

"I'm so unlucky!"

The mustache said with hatred:

"We can't afford to offend warriors, but we must not let go of Qingqing, the troublemaker!"

The strong man hesitated:

"Qingqing...it's not her business, right?"

"That warrior is not instigated by Qingqing if he wants to teach us a lesson!"

"You idiot!" The bearded man said in anger:

"If this little girl hadn't worked in a mutton soup restaurant, would you have come here to pick up girls?"

"If this little girl hadn't been constantly giving the warrior a favor, would you not be able to see her coming forward to find fault?"

"Anyway, if Qingqing is the troublemaker, we wouldn't be humiliated today, do you understand?"

The strong man scratched his head and said:

"It seems that's the case!"

The mustache snorted coldly:

"Be careful, the mutton soup shop is about to close. Qingqing will pass by this alley at that time."

"Tonight, I will make you a real man."

Five minutes later, Qingqing indeed walked past the entrance of the alley and was pulled into the dark alley by his beard.

The strong man hugged Qingqing's waist from behind.

Qingqing screamed in extreme horror.

A blue aperture appeared.

From then on, no one has seen a mustache or a strong man nearby.

The next morning, Nie Changfeng got up and saw that Su Bai's bed was still empty.

He rinsed his mouth and washed his face. He happened to see the classmate who liked to play with his feet on the upper bunk. He was wearing a student ID and was about to get out of bed.

Breakfast is settled.

"Zheng Huanlong, right?"

Nie Changfeng saw the name on the student ID and turned his eyes to Zheng Huanlong.

Zheng Huanlong pale and said in a low voice:

"Yes, you, what's wrong with you?"

"Is anyone bullying you?" Nie Changfeng asked.

Zheng Huanlong was stunned for a moment, then said:

"No, no."

At the same time, he thought to himself, you bullied me yesterday morning and pulled my bed down, and my head still hurts now.

"Are you sure?" Nie Changfeng took a step forward and said with a compelling look:

"Not now, can you guarantee that there will be no in the future?"
To be continued...