Chapter 97 God's Decree

Inside the dormitory.

The windows are bright and clean.

Three young men with different looks are gathered together.

One of them is obviously more childish, lying lazily on the bed, pretending to be casual: "No, it's just the eighth dan, maybe this is talent, I didn't work hard in those years in high school, I skipped classes every day to play games in VR virtual bars, and I got the eighth dan by practicing casually."

"It was a bit boring to practice in high school, so I took the college entrance examination in advance. I was lucky enough to be admitted to Qinglong Martial Arts University."

He spoke modestly, but anyone could hear some complacency in his tone.

"It's amazing, you seem to have got the S-level training plan, I heard it's worth tens of millions every year."

"You're already the eighth dan at the age of 16, so awesome, I repeated a year and only got the fourth dan, and only got the B-level training plan, I have to rely on Brother Dong to protect me in the future."

The other two boys who were obviously older kept echoing and flattering.

"Hahaha, I dare not say that I am protecting you. We can be assigned to the same dormitory, which is a brotherly fate. We must help and take care of each other in the future!"

The boy named Dong laughed, obviously enjoying the feeling of being flattered.

Just then, the dormitory door was pushed open, and a tall and burly figure broke in, interrupting the conversation between several people.

"Are you guys chatting?"

Qi Sui asked casually, and then found his No. 2 bed.

On the right side of the window at the innermost.

"Where is this brother... from?"

Several roommates were shocked by Qi Sui's figure.

Even though they were all practicing martial arts, the average height of those around 18 years old was only around 1.8 meters, and occasionally there were 1.9 meters, but strong men like Qi Sui who were more than two meters tall were very rare.

"I'm from Qinhai City, Yun'an Province, how about you?"

While chatting, Qi Sui took out the three-piece bedding set that his mother had prepared for him in advance from the suitcase and tidied the mattress.

"My name is Dong Junjun, from Fuye Province, 16 years old this year, and I have the eighth level of martial arts cultivation."

"My name is Cao Hongwen, from Zhoushan Province, 19 years old this year, and I have the fourth level of martial arts cultivation."

"My name is Zhang Liwei, from Baode Province, 18 years old this year, and I have the sixth level of martial arts cultivation."

Everyone made a brief introduction.

Qi Sui jumped off the bed, and the impact shook the ground. He took out a few cans from the suitcase and threw them to his roommates one by one.

"My name is Qi Sui, I am 18 years old this year, and my cultivation level... should be the tenth level of martial arts."

He was not sure how to calculate his current cultivation level.

Without cultivating internal strength, he could not be called a martial artist.

But ordinary martial artists were no match for him.

"Tenth level of martial arts!!!"

Several roommates were stunned. Qi Sui's simple words shocked them greatly.

"Brother, you are not the champion of the martial arts exam in your province, right?" Cao Hongwen asked subconsciously.

"I'm not the top student in the province, I got the third place!"

Qi Sui casually opened the can lid with his thumb and stuffed a slice of orange into his mouth.

"That's amazing, brother, third in the province. I'm ashamed to say that I'm the oldest among you, but I'm the weakest one, and my provincial ranking is only over 800." Cao Hongwen scratched his head in embarrassment.

Now he understands what the coach said to him at that time.

Admission to Qinglong Martial Arts University is not a success, but just the beginning of redoubled efforts, because the gap between people inside is much greater than imagined.

Another roommate Zhang Liwei also came over curiously and said, "Brother Qi, can I touch your muscles?"

"Touch it!"

Qi Sui smiled and held out his arm.

Zhang Liwei tried to pinch it.

Qi Sui's muscles are strong but not hypertrophic, lean but not bloated, and at the same time extremely elastic and tough, which are the basic characteristics of having super terrifying explosive power.

"Brother, I give up. I'm afraid your arm can kill me with one punch!" Zhang Liwei exclaimed.

Only the youngest Dong Junjun sat in his seat, his face gloomy and changing, as if he couldn't stand the gap of being more dazzling and powerful than him.

"Hmph, what's so great about it."

"I'm two years younger than you, and I got the school's S-level training plan. I will definitely be a martial artist in two years."

However, he didn't say these thoughts in his heart. Although he was young, his emotional intelligence was not as low as a fool.

Qi Sui took in everyone's expressions and had a good impression of these roommates.

They were all young people who had just entered college and had no scheming.

The one called Dong Junjun seemed a little petty and loved to show off, but he was young, so it was understandable. After a few more years, his thoughts would naturally mature, and he wouldn't be angry with the little kid.

"Brother Qi, if we have any academic tasks such as secret realm activities in the future, we will rely on you to protect us." Cao Hongwen smiled eagerly.

He had done enough research before the start of the school year, knowing that if he could join a strong team, he could get enough credit points for graduation by following the team.

Qi Sui was noncommittal and didn't talk much about this topic.

In his opinion, the strength of his roommates was too poor. It was okay to be friends at ordinary times, but as for being teammates in a real life-and-death battle, forget it.

It was mainly for their safety!

"Haven't you all had dinner yet? I'll treat you all and take you to a restaurant outside for a meal!" Zhang Liwei suggested.

Judging from his clothes, Zhang Liwei should have the best financial conditions among the few.

"You guys go, my sister works in Tianfu, and I told her when I came here that we would go out for dinner tonight." Qi Sui smiled apologetically.

"Okay, then, let's go, and I'll treat Brother Qi next time. Anyway, we've been roommates for four years, so there's still a lot of time."

Everyone agreed.

They left the dormitory together and walked towards the school gate.

After waving goodbye, Qi Sui left in the opposite direction from his roommates.

"Sister, are you done with work? I'm going to your company."

A few minutes later, a message popped up.

"I still have to work overtime. Come downstairs to my company first. Let's eat something nearby today."

Seeing the reply, Qi Sui muttered: Sister Niuma earns her money with great difficulty!

He turned on the map navigation.

Seeing that the distance was not far, he gave up the idea of ​​taking a taxi and chose to run over.

While waiting for the traffic light, he quickly came to a hunchbacked old lady, then picked her up and walked across the road carefully.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Under the confused gaze of the old lady, Qi Sui waved goodbye enthusiastically.

Before he took a few steps, he found a can on the edge of the lawn in front of him.

"Hey!"

Qi Sui raised his leg and exerted a little force, and the can flew up in response, and then he kicked it into the "recyclable" sample of the trash can ten meters away with his exaggerated muscle control.

"【Control】Experience +1"

Qi Sui, who had just entered the imperial capital, enjoyed all this with a pure heart.

He smiled with satisfaction, put his hands in his pockets, and snorted.

"The public morality competition officially starts today!"

However, what he did not notice was that the surveillance eye installed in the corner not far behind him turned silently.

...

A mansion with a luxurious appearance.

The interior was dark and gloomy.

A hunched back was silently staring at the picture playing on the screen.

It was from the perspective of the surveillance eye that all the actions of Qi Sui were filmed.

"What is he doing?"

The voice that came out was hoarse and dry.

The figures kneeling behind him looked at each other in bewilderment.

Someone said uncertainly: "Carrying an old lady across the street, throwing cans and bottles, helping children reach things... Is he trying to be rated as a five-star good citizen of Tianfu City?"

"I think he wants to get credits or scholarships. These things may help his studies at Qinglong Martial Arts University."

"If you ask me, he may be practicing a special way of cultivation. Is this the reason why his strength has improved so quickly?"

"What you said makes some sense. I will try it tomorrow."

"..."

Everyone talked a lot, but they couldn't make sense.

"Okay!"

The old voice interrupted everyone's discussion.

"No matter what, this person is the decree passed down by the Lord of God. The altar of Qinhai City was destroyed in his hands. The butcher, that idiot, can't even beat a high school student. Being shot is a relief."

Hearing these words, the expressions of the figures kneeling behind him became serious.

The fact that the butcher could serve as a missionary of a local religion showed that he was not weak, and he could be ranked in the middle among them.

Such a tough guy fell into Qi Sui's hands, which showed that he must have something extraordinary.

Any act of despising the enemy is digging one's own grave.

"So, you guys, find a chance to sacrifice him to the great Lord God. If you can't catch him alive, you can bring back his body."

The old voice spoke again, adding: "This is the first oracle issued by the Lord God after he woke up!"

"The world is about to change, and the era is about to change. Any possibility that hinders the Lord God's return must be killed in the cradle as soon as possible."

The figures behind him, shrouded in shadows, immediately knelt down devoutly, with their foreheads pressed heavily to the ground.

"Lord God, I will obey the instructions of the oracle!"

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