Chapter 1089 Temperament Comes From the Heart

In the corridor outside the classroom of Wuhua No. 2 Middle School, several students who looked like gangsters put their hands in their trouser pockets and chatted idly.

"That idiot Fei Zhengtao thinks he is so noble and has such good grades. I asked him for the answer because I respect him." The gang leader thought that the grades might be announced later, and he became angry again.

The gangster next to him was good at flattery. He tasted the boss's mood and hurriedly said: "Brother Cong, how about teaching Fei Zhengtao a lesson?"

The gang leader was about to answer when he saw Fei Zhengtao coming out of the toilet, so he smiled grimly: "Okay! Let him kneel down and sing "Conquer" today!"

He shook his shoulders, turned his neck, and made the posture of a fighting master in the movie. He walked slowly towards Fei Zhengtao, stopped in front of him, and said with his chin raised: "Go in."

It was almost time for class. The gang of smokers had dispersed. There were not many people in the toilet, which was just right for teaching him a lesson.

Looking at the gang leader "looking down" at his chin from a high position, and at the two bad students next to him with malicious smiles, Fei Zhengtao, holding a short stick, found himself calmer than ever before.

In the past, at such times, his heartbeat must have accelerated, he was at a loss, full of fear, and he only knew that he would definitely not be able to resist, and it was difficult to think deeply about the specific response, and finally his body and mind were hurt.

Now, although he did not have time to stick the "Yuanhuang Fuzhao" for entry to his chest, he looked at the three bad students without the previous trembling, and the tall and strong physique lost the sense of shock in the past, all because of the Wanjie Tongzhi Fu!

The short stick was still there, which meant that he had experienced something almost mythical. The guys who were arguing on the forum were likely to be strong people who could fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and there must be masters who could fly over the eaves and walls and crush flesh with their palms. He became a disciple of Yuxu and recognized Qingmu Tianwang, the first master under the Yuanhuang throne, as his teacher. Compared with them, these three gangsters were really weak and pitiful, not to mention that he still had the short stick "given" by his master.

With a broader vision, more extraordinary experiences, and treasures in hand, one's confidence is enhanced in all aspects, and the enhancement of confidence will undoubtedly make people calmer and less panicked.

"If a fight is unavoidable, then take the initiative."

"Show that I am not afraid of death, and I will drag one of you with me even if I die..."

The words he had read before and the words that Master Da Qinggen had pointed out clearly emerged in Fei Zhengtao's mind. He pretended to turn around and walked to the toilet. He held the short stick in his right hand, and then swung it around and hit the chin of the gang leader who had not lowered it yet.

Snap!

The incident happened suddenly, and he didn't expect that the lamb who was usually cowardly and dared not resist would dare to suddenly hurt people. The gang leader was hit by the short stick without any reaction. His chin seemed to be broken, and the severe pain hit his mind. Many golden spots flew in front of his eyes, and he almost fainted.

Fuck! The two bad students next to him cursed, one kicked sideways, and the other punched.

Fei Zhengtao had already thought it through before he swung the bat. He used his toes to push hard and took a step back. Although he was still kicked in the thigh, he avoided the punch.

The anger and hatred that had been pent up in his heart for more than two years burst out completely. He swung the bat desperately, beating the gang leader and two bad students. Even if he was knocked down and kicked, he hugged one of the legs, bit and beat, like a madman, without asking for mercy, just wanting to die together. The distorted face and slightly bloodshot eyes made the three gangsters, who were already in unbearable pain, more and more frightened and timid, for fear of suffering the pain of the baton again.

Ding!

The bell rang and the teacher's footsteps were heard. The leader of the gang took a step back. Seeing that Fei Zhengtao was in a worse state than the three of them and in even greater pain, he breathed a sigh of relief and said harshly: "Are you looking for death? Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death?"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the classroom. As soon as he moved his feet, he felt pain from several bruises, which made him grimace and limp a little.

"Brother Cong, will you stop him again after school?" A bad student asked hesitantly.

Fei Zhengtao was simply crazy. If he fought again, he might be in more pain. Anyway, he had already taught him a lesson, so there was no need to experience it again.

Those who enjoy bullying others, except for the truly cold and cruel ones, are mostly strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

The leader of the gang took a breath, looked back at Fei Zhengtao who had difficulty sitting up, and shook his head and said: "He has been beaten into this state. If he fights again, there will be problems. There will be plenty of opportunities to teach him a lesson in the future."

Are there plenty of opportunities? This thought suddenly occurred to him. He already had an idea in his mind. If Fei Zhengtao didn't provoke him, he wouldn't have to bully him anymore. He just looked like a madman in a movie. Who knows what terrible things he might do...

In the blind spot of the toilet, Fei Zhengtao listened to the gangsters and teachers entering the classroom one after another. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the blue sky. Although his body was bruised and in constant pain, he felt incomparably happy. There was no trace of haze in his heart, and he was full of real relief.

From the reactions of the bad students, he knew that he would not be bullied in the future.

Sure enough, the master was right. As long as the cowards, the timid, and the people who dared not resist were targeted, they would be taken advantage of and would never get rid of the fate of being bullied. Only by daring to resist and daring to fight can the bad guys weigh the pros and cons and get the peace they want.

Those who seek stability by compromise will not have stability. Those who seek stability by confrontation will have stability and solidity!

This is the truth of the world... Fei Zhengtao suddenly laughed out loud, and his tears were about to flow out. He felt like he had been reborn.

This is all because of the "teaching" from "Emperor Yuan"!

At this moment, the sky is really blue, and the clouds are really white!

The students from other classes who came out of the toilet and slacked off looked at the guy who was laughing like a madman, and couldn't help shuddering. They quickened their pace and left here.

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A day passed, Fei Zhengtao was bruised and painful but energetic, and his temperament seemed to have changed. He asked for leave for evening self-study, and returned home with his head held high. Before his parents arrived, he entered his room, locked the door, and opened the universal knowledge symbol.

He wanted to get the image of "Yuan Huang" and build a statue for Yuan Huang!

Direct search will definitely encounter "According to relevant laws and regulations, some results are not displayed", and asking people on the forum seems abrupt. By the way, Master is the best master under Yuan Huang, and he must know what Yuan Huang looks like! Fei Zhengtao's thoughts turned, and a friend popped up, and respectfully asked:

"Master, the matter is resolved, your teaching is really right!"

"Don't make a fuss, your master is playing to the end of this level!" Da Qinggen's voice sounded hurriedly.

Fei Zhengtao's expression was dull and he was speechless. Master was actually addicted to the game.

Why is this master becoming less and less reliable...

Fei Zhengtao thought about it, left the computer desk first, and practiced the hundred-day foundation-building.

After dinner, when he opened the Universal Knowledge Talisman again, Daqinggen "finally" had some free time, and touched his sparse hair: "Yes, for people in the martial arts world, the first thing to do is to practice courage. I don't know how many people have never passed this test, cowardly and timid, and finally stay at the bottom forever."

It controlled the tone, pretending to be an otherworldly master, coveting Fei Zhengtao's Yuanhuang coins.

"Master, I want to worship Yuanhuang, uh, and your wooden statue. Can you tell me about it?" Fei Zhengtao asked.

Da Qinggen suddenly became silent, making Fei Zhengtao think that he had done something wrong. He was uneasy and was about to speak when he finally heard the familiar voice of his master: "I can't give you the image of Emperor Yuan and my master for the time being. You spend three months collecting information about Emperor Yuan. Uh, you are not allowed to look at the portrait. Then you can draw the image of Emperor Yuan and make it into a statue."

"Don't worry. When the time comes, you can make it into the image you have in mind. In the future, you can use Emperor Yuan's name to set up a martial arts school to help people who are bullied by gangsters like you."

What a strange request, and the master's The tone was a bit timid... Fei Zhengtao was completely confused and bewildered, but he could only do as his master ordered: "Disciple obeys."

"By the way, Master, what should I buy next? I really want that golden holy clothes."

Da Qinggen said unhappily: "Build your foundation and accumulate energy in these three months, don't think about anything else. Even if you want to wear the holy clothes, you must first train your body, open up the acupoints, and open up the world inside, uh, open up the small universe inside. The body is the foundation of everything. Moreover, the golden holy clothes cost millions of Yuanhuang coins, and things at the level of divine weapons. Can you afford it?"

With these Yuanhuang coins, wouldn't it be better to give Master a bargain? Master, I am full of treasures, and you can earn money by plucking a hair!

Fei Zhengtao saw that what his master said made sense, and quickly asked about the problem of practicing martial arts, and was cheated out of dozens of Yuanhuang coins.

After Da Qinggen reentered the game, he had planned to continue practicing, but he couldn't help but log in to the Wanjie Mall again. After choosing from left to right, he fell in love with the Jazz pistol. It had a large caliber, low back shock, beautiful style, and was easy to hide. It was classified as a hidden weapon. It only cost 270 yuan of royal coins and could be used in most universes.

Real guns, so cheap! Fei Zhengtao also had his own yearning for firearms. He chose to place an order and then saw the prompt:

"Note that the two parties are no longer in the real world and are not in the same universe. You can only choose Yuxu Express to deliver physical items. The cost is the value of the item itself, but it can be delivered quickly."

The price doubled. Isn't this express delivery jump too overbearing? Fei Zhengtao was extremely stunned. Then he searched for relevant information about express delivery and found that he could only choose Yuxu Express.

In the real world, because of the emergence of warriors from the Southern Wilderness, many jobs are already overcrowded. In addition, the Great Zhou court has intentionally guided, and naturally there has been the development of the escort agency to express delivery, which has solved the livelihoods of many people in the world. However, this has not affected the high-end items operated by the aristocratic families and sects, because they all use the teleportation arrays sent by the strong outside and the overseas fairyland. However, some very valuable items or items that need to be received immediately, as well as transactions involving the Ten Thousand Worlds, can only choose Yuxu Express, because in the real world, they arrive instantly, and in the Ten Thousand Worlds, the interference caused by the different time is deducted.

It is worthy of being the industry of Yuxu Palace... Fei Zhengtao finally chose to accept it.

After paying 540 yuan of imperial coins, he was close to poverty, but the light in front of him rose, and a small silver-gray pistol appeared.

Fei Zhengtao stroked the Jazz pistol, his heart was full of the pleasure of shopping, but when his mood calmed down, he suddenly froze.

He was in a city with good security, and he had never thought about robbing houses, so why did he need a gun?

It's a waste!

He looked at the remaining thirty yuan of imperial coins, and felt like crying but no tears, full of regret that he wanted to cut off his hands. Master was not lying to me, Wanjie Mall is really terrible!

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Three months later, in the corner of the flower and bird craft market, there was a shop selling wood carvings.

Liu Yuntao was selecting wood carvings, and suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Looking back, he found a familiar figure, Fei Zhengtao from his class, who was usually taciturn, cowardly, always bullied, timid, unpopular, and unnoticed. He rarely saw him.

However, the Fei Zhengtao in front of him had not changed except for his appearance. He was calm and vigorous, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt that was refreshing and clean, and there was no fear in his every move, which was completely different from the classmate he remembered.

Is it his twin brother? Liu Yuntao thought randomly.

"Liu Yuntao?" Fei Zhengtao greeted him with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant.

It's really him! Liu Yuntao nodded hurriedly: "You come to buy wood carvings? This is my uncle's."

"I want him to carve a wooden statue." Fei Zhengtao took out a piece of paper.

Liu Yuntao took it and saw that it was a dignified and majestic elder with a five-strand long beard that brought a sense of elegance and transcendence.

Boom!

Liu Yuntao looked up in astonishment, only to see that the cloudless sky just now was covered with thick dark clouds and dull thunder.