Undead King of Fighters

Zhan Wushuang looked at He Junlin crying sadly, he did not expect this result.

Zhan Wushuang frowned and took a step forward. He patted He Junlin on the shoulder and said, "What's going on? Why?"

He Junlin looked at Zhan Wushuang with a ferocious expression and said, "They are all monsters, damn monsters... I want to kill all the monsters, so I have to become stronger!" Zhan Wushuang looked at the other party and subconsciously took a few steps back. He is the "monster"! This...

Seeing Zhan Wushuang's big reaction, He Junlin calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, Wushuang scared you!" Zhan Wushuang calmed down and said that even if he was a "demon beast", his body and soul were human! So he couldn't be considered a "demon beast" at all.

Zhan Wushuang felt a pain in his heart when he saw He Junlin so sad. He gently patted He Junlin on the shoulder and comforted him, "Junlin, I'm sorry to hear the news. But you are not alone. You still have friends like us. We will always be by your side to support you."

He Junlin raised his head, looked at Zhan Wushuang with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know what to do. I hate myself for not being able to protect them."

Zhan Wushuang held He Junlin's hand and said firmly: "Junlin, you can't always be immersed in sadness and self-blame. Those who died don't want to see you suffer like this. You have to be strong, for them and for yourself." He Junlin wiped his tears and nodded.

A fierce light flashed in He Junlin's eyes. He looked at Zhan Wushuang and said, "Thank you, Wushuang. I will work hard to practice, and we will kill all the monsters together in the future!" Zhan Wushuang nodded awkwardly, but he secretly complained in his heart. He didn't really want to kill all the monsters, after all, he himself was also a "monster". But seeing He Junlin's determined eyes, he didn't know how to speak.

He Junlin saw that Zhan Wushuang looked a little unhappy and said, "Wushuang, are you okay?"

Zhan Wushuang shook his head and said, "It's okay! Maybe I was too tired from the physical training this morning. Can you tell me about your village?"

He Junlin took a deep breath and slowly told the story of their village.

Originally, their village had been living in peace and tranquility. However, not long ago, a group of ferocious monsters suddenly attacked the village. The villagers were unprepared, and everyone lost their lives in this sudden disaster.

He Junlin's parents also died in order to protect him. He was caught in the claws of a powerful monster and played with for a while, then thrown aside. He Junlin was thrown far away and fainted in a pool of blood. When he woke up, he looked at the ruined village around him. He got up with difficulty and checked all the people he could see. He found that all the villagers were killed by monsters. At this moment, his heart was full of hatred for monsters. He buried everyone on the spot with grief. Some people even left only an arm, and some even left nothing. Most people were eaten by low-level monsters. If He Junlin had not been stained with the smell of that powerful monster, he would have been eaten. The high-level monster indirectly saved his life. Many low-level monsters walked up to him and turned away. He Junlin didn't know this. He spent two days burying everyone. Then he set out on the road to Meteorite Town. When he buried his relatives, he collected some coins. When he arrived at Meteorite Town, he found a place to stay and waited for the test.

Zhan Wushuang listened to He Junlin's story quietly, feeling mixed emotions. He could understand He Junlin's pain and anger!

After He Junlin finished speaking, he was silent for a long time. Zhan Wushuang gently patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Junlin, this is not your fault. Those monsters are too cruel. However, since it has happened, what we have to do is to make ourselves stronger and protect the people in the future."

He Junlin bit his lip and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Yes, I must become the strongest man and avenge the dead villagers." Zhan Wushuang felt conflicted. He knew that He Junlin had a strong desire for revenge, but he was also worried that He Junlin would fall into endless hatred and be unable to extricate himself.

"Junlin, revenge is important, but you can't be blinded by hatred." Zhan Wushuang said. He Junlin was slightly stunned, then nodded.

"I know, I will stay rational." He Junlin said. Zhan Wushuang looked at He Junlin and secretly decided in his heart that he must help him get out of the shadow of hatred.

Zhan Wushuang smiled and said, "You should communicate more with everyone in the future, and stop living in hatred all day long. Okay, I'm going to eat. Have you eaten yet?" He Junlin nodded and said, "I have eaten, why haven't you eaten yet?"

Zhan Wushuang said, "I went to read a book. I was so engrossed in it that I forgot the time. Junlin, you go back first. I'm going to the square to eat something. The cafeteria should be closed at this time!"

He Junlin nodded and left. Zhan Wushuang looked at He Junlin going away and thought of the terrible scars on his body, which should have been caused by monsters. Zhan Wushuang shook his head and walked towards the square where Liu Changming had set up a stall. Liu Changming did not set up a stall today. Zhan Wushuang ate something casually and walked towards the training room.

Zhan Wushuang decided to practice at night in the future, and walked into the hall of the practice room. Zhan Wushuang saw that there were many people practicing at night, but most of them were probably teachers. Zhan Wushuang came to the floor of the fire practice room and saw that many practice rooms showed the words "occupied".

Zhan Wushuang found an empty room and walked in, sitting there and started practicing. It was still the same elemental tug-of-war as before, but the pain in the meridians was much less. Zhan Wushuang practiced for two hours and walked out of the practice room. He wanted to try another practice room, but finally gave up.

Just like that, he read books and practiced every day, and did physical training once a week. Zhan Wushuang lived a fulfilling life, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. In the dormitory, He Junlin was the first to become a first-level boxer, followed by Lin Tianya, and Zhu Yu was the last.

Zhan Wushuang turned around and looked at his time. He still had 33 hours left! In the meantime, Zhan Wushuang couldn't help but try other rooms a few more times, but all ended in failure. After a week, Zhan Wushuang's daily training time became two hours!

Zhan Wushuang smiled and sighed! Many others have cultivated to become first-level boxers, but he has only cultivated one-third of his boxer mark. In this month, Xu Bingyu has come to him several times. The other party is very confused about why he is practicing so slowly. Zhan Wushuang explained it randomly! He didn't care whether the other party believed it or not, and he pushed it all onto Grandpa Zhang.

Dean Fang Qingshan went to the capital, and I haven't seen him for a month. Zhan Wushuang didn't go to the third floor either. He had basically read all the books on the second floor, except for the ones that Fang Qingshan took away.

Zhan Wushuang returned to the dormitory. Now no one has come back. They have all found a job arranged by the school.

After becoming a first-level boxer, Zhu Yu joined the school's hunting team. Then He Junlin joined, and Lin Tianya followed. The three of them followed Lin Zeyu's hunting team. In this month, Lin Zeyu consolidated his fourth-level boxer training and established his own hunting team.

Seeing that Zhan Wushuang was practicing so slowly, the three of them tried to comfort him at first, but they were not very good at comforting people. Since yesterday, they simply chose to go out hunting at night. When Zhan Wushuang got up yesterday morning, the three of them had not returned.

Zhan Wushuang looked at the empty dormitory, feeling very uncomfortable. He knew that the three of them did this because they didn't want to face him, fearing that it would hurt him. Zhan Wushuang lay down for a while, then got up and walked out again. Practice! Although he still hadn't adapted after two hours, the pain in his meridians had almost disappeared.

Zhan Wushuang came to the training room, sat down quietly, and began to devote himself to training. As time passed, his heart became calmer.