Ultimate Class One: God rewards hard work, the best class teacher

Chapter 362 Wan Shuanglong Enters the Military Tribunal

"Crazy... Dragon?" Wan Shuanglong's breath became weaker and weaker, and he shouted in an angry voice: "Get lost... Don't mess with me, or I will kill you..."

"Wow, you really are the most ruthless high school student in history!" Fenglong said with a playful look on his face.

"They kill people at every turn..."

"Ok?"

Fenglong wanted to make some more jokes.

They found that Wan Shuanglong, who was lying on the ground, was completely unconscious. No matter how serious his injuries were, they began to crack and a large amount of blood flowed out.

With a chuckle, Feng Long grabbed Wan Shuanglong in his hand, then disappeared in a flash.

I originally planned to go to Guava High School to see if there was a chance to take my daughter away, but who knew I would see such a good show.

Guava High School is really a good thing. It has given him a capable general.

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"Where...am I?"

In a dark room, Wan Shuanglong woke up in a daze, with fragmented memory, as if he had a hangover.

It took him a while to remember that he had fought with Gu Zhan and was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Damn..." Wan Shuanglong looked alert.

He remembered that before he fell into a coma, he seemed to have met a man who said his name was...Feng Long?

Sure enough, just as he recalled his memory, a voice sounded from the darkness, "The most ruthless high school student in history, Wan Shuanglong, are you awake?"

Feng Long walked out from the darkness and looked at Wan Shuanglong with gloomy eyes that were full of admiration.

Even though he had recovered most of Wan Shuanglong's injuries, an ordinary person with supernatural powers would still need to be in a coma for three to five days before waking up.

Wan Shuanglong had been in a coma for less than a day, but he had almost recovered.

This physique may not be as good as Wang Dadong and his group, but it is not much worse than those little guys in Ultimate Class.

"Who are you?" Wan Shuanglong said word by word.

"Me?" Feng Long walked out of the darkness, and his sinister face instantly made Wan Shuanglong's heart skip a beat.

He had a round bald head, a hooked nose, a pair of narrow eyes with a sinister and cruel look, and his face was as gloomy and cold as ice that had been there for thousands of years.

Just by looking at him, you can tell that this person is definitely not a good person and is basically a villain without a doubt.

Crazy Dragon said faintly: "The seventh dragon of the Force Arbitration Institute, Crazy Dragon!"

"Military Arbitration Chamber?" Wan Shuanglong said with interest.

"I've heard of it, but wasn't it said that this place was abandoned more than a decade ago, and the seven dragons died, were disabled, or fled?"

“Why is it being rebuilt now?”

"No, no, no~" Fenglong stuck the crutch in his hand on the ground.

"The current Martial Force Arbitration Center belongs only to me, Feng Long, and not to the seven dragons. Only I, Feng Long, am the master of the Golden Spacetime!"

"So, do you want to join the Military Arbitration Office?"

Feng Long changed the subject and extended an invitation to Wan Shuanglong.

Sure enough, Wan Shuanglong was not surprised to hear Fenglong’s invitation. Fenglong rescued him and cured all his injuries.

It doesn't make sense to not want anything, right?

It’s just that he is not interested in joining any force, he is only interested in powerful strength.

"Not interested!" Wan Shuanglong turned and was about to leave.

"But you saved me once, so I, Wan Shuanglong, will repay you for your kindness. If there is anything I can do, just tell me and I'll do it for you."

After finishing his words, Wan Shuanglong was about to leave.

"Wait..." Feng Long flashed and appeared in front of Wan Shuanglong.

Suddenly, a hint of fear appeared in Wan Shuanglong's eyes. The speed was too fast, and he could not sense the opponent's combat power at all.

Simply put, Feng Long is much stronger than him, so much so that he is no match at all.

Feng Long stared at Wan Shuanglong and said, "Aren't you going to listen to the benefits I have for you?"

"With your aptitude, it's a bit of a waste that you just broke through 20,000 points in your twenties, but it's not your fault."

"After all, you lost your parents when you were young. You have no background, no backing, no skills, and no resources for you to practice. You can only fight and rob step by step by yourself..."

"To have reached that point two years ago, you really have great talent."

"Although I don't know what kind of chance or adventure you had in the supernatural prison that allowed you to break through to a point in combat power."

"But, I can see that your skills seem incomplete."

Wan Shuanglong's face was extremely gloomy.

Every word Feng Long said hit his heart hard, making his face even uglier. He stared at Feng Long sinisterly.

Although Wan Shuanglong was very unhappy when his scars were revealed in a bloody manner.

But he knew better than anyone that he was just like Fenglong said, he could only rely on himself for everything and fight for everything he wanted.

Maybe one day I will die in some dark corner.

Wan Shuanglong remained silent, and Fenglong did not urge him. Instead, he stood there quietly, waiting for Wan Shuanglong to speak to him himself.

After a long time, Wan Shuanglong's eyes radiated a violent light, and he said in a cold voice: "What can you give me if you join the Martial Force Arbitration Office?"

"Everything!" Feng Long laughed loudly, "As long as you want something, I, Feng Long, can get it for you, so that you can practice to the Grandmaster level without distraction..."

"Whether it is skills, resources, supernatural powers, combat skills, or magical weapons, I have everything in my hands."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Grandmasters are those with combat power points or above, and True Realm Sequences are those with supernatural powers with combat power points or above."

"Only those who are in the True Realm sequence can be considered strong in the Twelve Spaces. Those below the True Realm are all ants."

"What do you think? Would you like to consider joining the Military Tribunal?" Feng Long said temptingly.

"As long as you join the Martial Force Arbitration Institute, this [Positive and Negative Multiplication] technique will be yours. It will be enough for you to cultivate the True Realm Sequence."

Feng Long took out a blue book, which was filled with a faint negative energy.

The moment he saw the blue book, Wan Shuanglong felt a sense of dizziness, and then he recovered and stared at [Positive and Negative Multiplication] with burning eyes.

If his martial arts skills were not only half advanced, Gu Zhan would have been killed by him long ago.

Now, a complete set of skills is right in front of him. As long as he gets it and practices successfully, Gu Zhan will be beaten to death by him.

After staring at the technique for a long time, Wan Shuanglong said in a hoarse voice: "I still need to cultivate resources, magic weapons, supernatural powers, and combat power martial arts!"

"As long as you give me all these, my life...will belong to you, Feng Long!"

"Okay!" Fenglong threw the martial arts technique over.

Wan Shuanglong couldn't wait to take it, turned a page and took a quick look, he was attracted by the profound and mysterious content of the exercises.

Subconsciously, his own fighting power began to operate along with the martial arts.

The red-gold flame-like combat power index also transformed into a faint blue flame, and strands of negative aura slowly condensed again.

The blue flames were filled with an endless ominous aura.

When Feng Long saw this, a hint of pride flashed across his eyes.