The Supreme One

Xia Xian had no idea that he seemed to have gained some favor from someone, and he continued to study and practice step by step.

During the following holidays, Xia Xian continued to study and practice as usual.

It felt like not too long ago, it was time to go back to school again.

"2.5, not bad, an improvement of 0.2 in a month. I don't have much to teach you about cultivation, and you won't listen even if I teach you. So make your own arrangements."

There was also a hint of satisfaction on Old Wang's face, feeling that Xia Xian was finally starting to catch up.

However, he did not feel any sense of participation in Xia Xian's path of cultivation.

Although he didn't want to admit it, this kid probably knew more about the training in the physical strengthening period than he did.

So after giving Xia Xian a few simple instructions, he stopped paying any attention to him.

After finishing the opening test, the group came to the practice field and started the first practice of this semester.

This time is probably the busiest time for Lao Wang in a semester.

After a month of rest and growth, Lao Wang also needs to keep an eye on every student, see their practice progress, and make some adjustments.

This is basically the case for kids of this age.

If you haven't seen each other for a month, there may be significant changes.

Some girls even jumped up their heads suddenly as if they had eaten some treasure.

Precisely because of the changes in the body, some of the previous physical fitness exercises also need to be fine-tuned to improve the efficiency of practice.

This is what makes the school superior to those training schools.

They also know that physical fitness exercises have different effects on different physical conditions.

These teachers who have accumulated a wealth of teaching experience can make certain fine-tuning for students based on their past experience.

For example, for those repair halls, there are basically no adjustments or changes, and they just follow the same template from beginning to end.

But the class led by Lao Wang is obviously 4% easier than this one.

After all, people like Xia Xian and Sheng Wuya don't require her to worry about them.

One is something you can do yourself, and the other is something your family can do.

But even so, it took a full week to fine-tune the physical strengthening techniques for each student.

In the days that followed, Old Wang only needed to simply keep an eye on things and provide some guidance from time to time.

Then at the beginning of each subsequent school year, the next teaching stage will be started.

During this period, Xia Xian basically spent the entire morning practicing in the school, and then went to the library after lunch.

Sheng Wuya is still the same as before, and his attitude towards the strong is indeed much more respectful than his.

Anyway, even if I don’t study in school, I will never skip classes.

But on weekends, this guy completely let go and had fun because he didn't need to find books for Xia Xian.

During previous holidays, I would read storybooks from time to time, and when I got tired of reading, I would wander around the library.

Although Xia Xian did not see the so-called elder brother named Fang Ming, after chatting with him a few more times, Sheng Wuya actually got along well with this senior.

The reason why their relationship became closer so quickly made him very pleased.

"Hehe, Xianzi, what you said is indeed right. Reading more books is useful!"

Seeing Sheng Wuya so excited, Xia Xian could only cooperate and ask: "What do you mean? What are the uses of those books you usually read? Or did you just happen to read some useful books before and put them to use?"

"Hehehe, of course it's those storybooks I read. I recently chatted with Brother Fang and realized that they are really useful!"

After Sheng Wuya said this, Xia Xian immediately labeled this Brother Fang as a nerd who didn't understand the ways of the world.

Although some of the books he read were written by the authors for their own pleasure, they can indeed provide some guidance in life.

However, Xia Xian was not quite sure what kind of instructions they were. Seeing Sheng Wuya's smug expression, he naturally would not ask as he wished.

Later, when Xia Xian was reading, Sheng Wuya would often go to chat with this Brother Fang.

In Xia Xian's opinion, it is always better to communicate more with real people than to spend the whole day reading storybooks.

Moreover, in this city, I think no one dares to have any bad thoughts towards the child of the Holy Family, so they just let him wander around.

As a result, on the weekend just two weeks after school started, he encountered a small trouble that disturbed his quiet reading.

"Gulp, gulp."

"Hey, Crow, why are these women so complicated?"

Fang Ming, who had heard Xia Xian address Sheng Wuya at some point, simply used it. At the moment, he was drinking, looking drunk and confused.

"Brother Fang, isn't this normal? Women must be complicated. People are complicated. Which tribe's woman did Brother Fang meet again this time?"

Sitting casually on a chair that Fang Ming had brought specially for him, Sheng Wuya twitched his nose slightly.

Just by smelling the alcohol, he felt a little drunk.

The wine that can make cultivators drunk is naturally a little difficult to bear for a mortal like Sheng Wuya who has not yet embarked on the path of cultivation.

But this wine is okay. If it is a wine that can make his ancestors drunk, it would be truly unbearable for mortals like them.

Once during a family dinner, an old ancestor got drunk and broke through their barrier. The smell of alcohol alone made his parents' generation fall to the ground drunk on the spot.

Fortunately, the younger generation like them had their own seat and set up a separate isolation barrier so they were not affected.

Such an arrangement may have been made in anticipation of such a situation.

But even so, this ancestor was still severely beaten by the ancestors of higher generations.

He showed no mercy in front of these young people.

So now, just by smelling the smell of alcohol, a child of a big family like him can actually judge the level of a drinker.

This Brother Fang Ming is only at the Spirit Body Realm, but he should not be far from the Spirit Pattern Realm.

When watching Fang Ming paint on weekdays, he could feel the charm of the spiritual patterns contained in those paintings.

Yes, but not strong enough. I think he has started learning spiritual patterns.

In just a hundred years, he was able to reach such a realm. In Sheng Wuya's eyes, he was indeed a genius.

Well, he is the kind of genius who has been able to catch up with the lazy kids from big families like them through hard work.

And in this room, there was an extra layer of new paintings compared to when he first came.

Inside, there are so many thick paintings that I don’t know how many there are.

According to Fang Ming, except for the initial stage of learning painting, he basically did figure painting after he learned it.

And these characters, without exception, are the ones he loves.

So even though Fang Ming looked a little different today and had been drunk for a whole day, he was not curious or worried.

Isn’t it just that one pursuit failed? When was it successful before?

But in order to verify what he had learned, he still asked. At the same time, he also used it as a research sample to gain some experience.

He also heard the concept of research samples from Xia Xian, which he felt was very vivid.

Now he has his own research samples, which makes him feel somewhat happy.

However, there are obvious differences between him and Xia Xian in their research directions.

Fang Ming listened to Sheng Wuya's consolation and just sighed helplessly. He took another sip from the bottle and murmured:

"Why? I was so nice to her and we had such a good chat. She even liked my paintings very much. But why did she leave like this?"

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Sheng Wuya also showed a hint of surprise.

According to this statement, this person is probably the one who is closest to success in all the time he and Fang Ming have known each other.

But in the end, we still suffered a series of defeats.

"It seems like this person likes you very much. Why did you leave?"

"Ah, maybe it's because I didn't like him enough, so I ended up traveling with that damn Old Wang!"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Wuya immediately became interested.

While comforting her, he also repeated Fang Ming's words.

From Fang Ming's intermittent words, Sheng Wuya finally understood his experience with this foreign woman.

That was why he felt speechless again.

Perhaps the senior brother Fang Ming is not stupid, but he tends to fall into dementia when it comes to women.

It's like when someone smiles at him politely, he feels that the other person might like him, and then he falls in love.

Moreover, this kind of thing happened not just once or twice. It has accumulated over the years, and it must have happened hundreds of times, if not thousands.

I get rejected every time and look hurt, but the next day I start dating someone else and continue the one-sided relationship.

He had seen this situation many times before.

The reason why the situation is so serious this time is probably related to his previous suggestions.

"Don't just rush in and confess your love, you need to proceed step by step, otherwise how can someone accept you if they don't even know you?"

That’s what he said at the time, and then Fang Ming actually tried it.

As a result, he only tried for four days, during which time he confessed his love to other women of different races and was rejected.

Just because he has been in contact with this person for a long time and has met her many times, he may mistakenly believe that there is great hope and thus invest more affection in her.

Now I am so sad.

After understanding the whole story, Sheng Wuya felt that it was not easy to persuade him.

Should he tell him bluntly that, yes, it’s because he is not good enough that others rejected him?

But during the time he spent with Fang Ming, he found that apart from his overly emotional side, he was a pretty good person in other aspects.

He is also an interesting person, the type who can chat with anyone.

So this time he didn't know how to deal with it.

He is only a thirteen-year-old boy!

When it comes to this kind of emotional issues, he is just a newbie with only experience in storytelling!

While drinking, seeing that his younger brother also had a helpless expression, Fang Ming gulped down another big gulp of wine.

"Ah, as expected, I am not a popular person. Even you, little crow, have begun to hate me in just one month."

"No, no, no, no, that's impossible. I just don't quite understand why you always fail, Brother Fang. I'm also confused."

Hearing Sheng Wuya's words, Fang Ming smiled and asked, "You were quite smart when you gave advice before, why are you not so smart now?"

To this question, Sheng Wuya naturally answered without hesitation: "Of course, I haven't read enough books and haven't encountered a case like yours."

As for Fang Ming's case where only a few people on the same level could survive, he really didn't understand it.

But these words seemed to wake Fang Ming up.

In his drunken and confused state, his brain seemed to work faster than usual, and his thoughts immediately wandered to a certain person.

"Yeah! You really have a good brain, boy. There just happens to be a little bookworm here."

Before Sheng Wuya could react after hearing what Fang Ming said, Fang Ming stood up and said, "Let's go find your little bookworm friend. He has read more books in the past few months than I have in the past eighty years!"

Sheng Wuya reacted immediately, and the thought of refusing immediately arose in his mind.

In his impression, although Xia Xian reads a lot of books, they are all books related to cultivation!

When it comes to relationship issues, I'm worse than most people.

But before he could open his mouth, Fang Ming, who suddenly became excited, grabbed Sheng Wuya and jumped directly.

Cross the platforms and quickly fall to the gate level.

During this period, aerial changes of direction are naturally inevitable.

For a genius like Fang Ming, this kind of control ability means that even if he is drunk, there is absolutely no problem with instinctive control.

When they finally landed, Fang Ming also easily helped Sheng Wuya to completely relieve the force, so that he did not feel any impact of the force.

But the air that was broken as he fell made his face turn a little pale.

Even if he knew that nothing would happen, and even if Fang Ming did not help him to relieve the force, the force of falling that could smash him into a meat patty would be blocked by his family skills.

Even so, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

But before he could react, the drunk Fang Ming took him with him in another big jump, and then landed silently on the platform where Xia Xian was.

When he saw Xia Xian at this time, Sheng Wuya came back to his senses from his previous heart palpitations.

Fang Ming was already drunk, so it was hard for him to say anything about such dangerous things.

But Xia Xian really didn't know anything, so it was useless to ask him.

So he was about to speak up to stop it, but Fang Ming beside him disappeared again.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared directly behind Xia Xian.

"Hey, little bookworm."

"Ah."

Xia Xian, who was immersed in his studies, was suddenly awakened by the sound. He turned around and saw a drunk man.

Even though the smell of alcohol coming from him was very light now, just a hint of it made him feel a little drunk.

At the same time, he also saw Sheng Wuya, who looked helpless behind him.

Sheng Wuya shrugged at him and looked helpless.

Xia Xian immediately realized that he might have been tricked by this guy.

As for the identity of this man, it was naturally easy to guess from what Sheng Wuya had told him before.

"Hello, Brother Fang, what can I do for you?"

Xia Xian quickly stood up and asked respectfully and honestly.