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Chapter 3 [3] Betting master

Qiu Yuan watched for a while, confirmed that no students were lazy, then walked into the cubicle again, and took out a file marked "Class Two, Grade Three" from the cabinet.

He flipped through a dozen pages and found the information he wanted.

In the "Name" column on it, there are two words - Cheng Han.

Qiu Yuan murmured: "Twelve years ago, my parents unfortunately encountered a 'Sly Demon' and died, and were adopted by the 'Kai Ci Yuan'... Half a year ago, I passed the assessment of the 'Ki Ci Yuan', moved out early, and was assigned by the government. a residence.

"The assessment is not low. Most orphans can't pass. They can only move out when they are 16 years old. This kid did it before he was 13. It's quite remarkable."

After reading the materials, Qiu Yuan chuckled and said, "In the last meditation class, Cheng Han's observation score was only 39 seconds, but this time it has increased by so much.

"I have taught meditation classes for more than 20 years. In my impression, there are only nine students whose scores have improved by more than two seconds.

"Four of them became fighters later, and this kid unexpectedly increased by three seconds explosively. The possibility of becoming a fighter in the future is quite high."

Qiu Yuan took out a pen and drew a triangle symbol in the upper right corner: "Let's make this kid a key observation object."

The Black Armor Army in Tai'an Little Spirit Realm has a total of four battle regiments.

But few people know that wargroups are not monolithic, they are competitive in many aspects.

The selection of newcomers is one of them.

Every middle school meditation teacher secretly serves a certain war group and shoulders the task of selecting talents for it.

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Meditation room.

Cheng Han began to study the residual seal of Zhenyan.

After careful observation, I can only see some mysterious light filament structures in the core part of the light group, but most of them are missing.

Cheng Han murmured in his heart: "Could it be that this is the essence of the 'remnant seal'? By extension, is the true form of the Yuangan seal and the forging body seal also this kind of light thread structure?"

He personally thinks that the possibility is extremely high.

Cheng Han concentrated his energy on the residual seal of true flame, the light cluster flickered suddenly, and mysterious knowledge gushed out from it, he naturally understood the function of this thing.

After digesting the knowledge, he was overjoyed: "The Yuangan Seal can only sense the origin energy, this thing is much more useful than the Yuangan Seal."

Cheng Han tried to activate the True Flame Remnant Seal once.

Remnant Seal seemed to sense the master's will, and the light cluster suddenly swelled up, and began to absorb spiritual power spontaneously.

A moment later, a warm current surged out of nowhere in his body, spreading towards his limbs, and his whole body instantly became warm, as if soaked in warmth.

There was another movement in his heart, the light ball returned to its original shape, and the warm current stopped.

Cheng Hanruo realized something: "The Remnant Seal of True Flame is the product of analyzing the sun, so it can generate heat like the sun, and the word 'yan' in the name should come from this.

"Just the incomplete state has such effects. If it is supplemented completely, there must be more effects."

Qiu Yuan sat on a seat in the corner, with a look of surprise on his face: "Why do I seem to sense a wave of origin energy?"

He immediately shook his head: "Impossible! Only when the fighters have condensed body forging marks and cooperate with 'Xuan Jia' and 'Xuan Bing' can the source energy fluctuate.

"These students haven't even formed a source seal, so how could they create source fluctuations? It must have been an illusion just now."

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after an hour.

"jingle!"

Qiu Yuan shook the bell in his hand.

This means that this meditation class is over.

Many students stood up impatiently, put away the cushions quickly, and staggered out of the meditation room as if they were fleeing.

this is normal phenomenon.

It is not surprising that the legs and feet become numb after sitting in the same posture for a long time.

Cheng Han returned to the classroom and just sat down when Qian Qingqing asked gossipingly, "Cheng Han, you are Teacher Qiu's illegitimate child, right?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "If I tell Teacher Qiu this sentence, how many times do you think you will be hit by the ruler?"

Qian Qingqing hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong!"

Cheng Han glanced at her and said nothing.

Qian Qingqing changed the subject and asked in a low voice, "By the way, there will be a math test in three days. Do you have any suggestions?"

For more than half a year, the little girl has witnessed with her own eyes the miraculous betting skills of the same table, especially the key big questions with a lot of points. She can bet nine times out of ten times, which makes her very admirable.

Of course, Cheng Han did not reveal that he has the ability of omniscient eyes, but he used the excuse that as long as he studies hard, it is not difficult to guess the teacher's thinking.

Qian Qingqing still didn't forget to give the benefits: "Add two more breakfasts, counting the previous meal, a total of three meals, and each meal will bring one of your favorite 'Qinglin Guo', how about it?"

Qinglin fruit is a high-end fruit in this world, the price is as high as [-] copper coins per piece, and ordinary people are reluctant to buy it. The little girl's family is quite good, and she often uses Qinglin fruit to repay his help.

Cheng Han was not polite: "OK!"

He concentrated and said silently: "Predict the last three big questions of the exam."

Tianling Gai once again felt a bit of coolness, and a stream of information popped up in his mind out of thin air.

Spirit value decreased by 0.5 points, but proficiency remained unchanged.

Previously, when the skill was level 1, there was still proficiency in the predicted test questions, but after upgrading to level 2, there was no proficiency reward, which shows the difficulty of skill upgrading.

Cheng Han tore off a page, quickly wrote three questions, and handed them to the little girl: "The types are the same, but they can't be the same. Remember to practice hard, so that you won't be able to do it when you get it."

He warned again: "Old rules, don't spread the word."

Qian Qingqing folded the paper, nodded with a smile on her face, "Understood."

She is not a fool. She knows that if the topic is spread, other people's grades will also improve. Relatively speaking, the benefits she will get are much smaller.

At this time, a fat boy sitting in the back row watched the two talking and laughing, and couldn't help showing jealousy.

Most of the teenagers at this age are already in love, but Qian Qingqing is delicate and cute, naturally many boys in the class have a crush on her.

The chubby boy stared at the little girl's fair side face, and couldn't help but interject: "Qian Qingqing, what is written on this piece of paper that makes you so happy?"

Qian Qingqing's smile disappeared by half in an instant, and she responded stiffly: "Wen Jie, does this have anything to do with you?"

The chubby boy who was called "Wen Jie" said with a dry smile, "Take care of your classmates."

Qian Qingqing snorted, and didn't show a good face at all: "Don't worry about it."

Wen Jie was so blocked that he couldn't speak a word.

This guy suddenly sent out an invitation: "Cheng Han, the day after tomorrow is a day off from school. Some classmates and I plan to go to South Lake to play. Do you want to go together?"

Cheng Han was speechless.

Even thinking with his toes, he knew that Wen Jie must secretly hate himself, and this invitation was not well-intentioned.

He met Wen Jie's eyes directly, and connected the residual seal of true flame.

At this moment, Wen Jie felt that Cheng Han's eyes seemed to become as hot as flames, and his eyeballs felt a slight burning sensation.

The chubby boy let out a low "ah", turned his head quickly to avoid the other party's gaze, and at the same time subconsciously closed his eyes.

Cheng Han raised the corner of his mouth silently and turned his head away.

This is another technique of using the True Flame Remnant Seal.

Wen Jie's eyes opened a small slit, peeking at Cheng Han's back, his expression was full of surprise, mixed with a trace of fear.

(End of this chapter)