Chapter 15 Undercurrent
The two physical education teachers were finally able to move and hurried over to organize the students to return to school, as if they had lost the memory of being controlled.
The students left in a hurry, their white coats pretending to be checking, their fingertips flickering with white light as they kept groping Jiang Mingyang's body.
Jiang Mingyang didn't notice anything unusual. He quickly finished the examination in his white coat and said with a playful expression: "Interesting.
Ordinary people defeated would-be warriors and suffered epileptic coma after the war.
It should be that his mental strength is abnormal, which leads to increased insight. There should be nothing serious and he can just rest for a while. "
The door of the dojo was opened, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl rushed in with a group of management personnel.
"Mr. Yi, how is this classmate? I called an ambulance."
The girl asked anxiously as she walked. The man in the white coat stood up with a smile and said calmly: "It's not serious. Send us a car to take us back."
"This is my dereliction of duty. Please let me compensate. We will definitely find out the reason."
The girl in the white coat was respectful and sincere and said casually: "My duty is to send him back to school safely."
After that, the white coat easily picked him up and walked out of the dojo.
The white coat insisted on leaving, but Wen Tianguan did not dare to force him to stay, and soon arranged a car to take them back.
After returning to school, the white coat threw Jiang Mingyang to the school doctor's office, rolled up his sleeves and left without even thinking about taking another look.
It wasn't until there was no movement in the school doctor's office that Jiang Mingyang became more active.
"Oh, you've even prepared a reason to explain. You just want to help me get through.
Could it be that he unleashed the high-level combat skills?
No, Teacher Duan may also have a problem. He is afraid every time he sees her. This is very abnormal. "
Jiang Mingyang's mind raced and he brought up the attribute interface.
Name: Jiang Mingyang.
Blood value: 21/52.
Spirit value: 41.
Resource value: 202.
Grade: None.
Combat Skills: None.
"I'll go and break away from a control combat skill, and my mental value will increase by 10 points!
Who is the person who releases the high-level combat skills? He releases the combat skills without anyone noticing. It shouldn't be difficult to kill me.
But why didn't he kill me and instead helped me? There must be no malice. "
The sharp increase in spiritual value shocked Jiang Mingyang, making him feel a sense of crisis and at the same time gain some insights into the martial arts.
What improves the Qi and blood value is the physical quality, and what improves the mental value is the insight and thinking ability. The two complement each other and are indispensable.
Before, he only paid attention to the blood value and never cared about the mental value.
This is equivalent to walking on one leg, and sooner or later you will be lame. Fortunately, the disadvantages are discovered early, and it is not too late to make progress together.
"Why hasn't the resource value increased? At least I killed a would-be warrior!"
It’s okay to defeat Jiang Wenyu’s group of people without giving him any resource points. This time it’s a cross-level challenge.
Jiang Mingyang was so angry that he pointed at the attribute interface and cursed: "Don't you have any humanity!
The value of the resources obtained through hard work is also deducted, believe it or not..."
There was no response from the system. Jiang Mingyang cursed for five minutes without realizing that he was lucky not to be beaten to death.
Wang Jin still has fighting power, so Jiang Mingyang pretends to be dead and surrenders, which naturally does not increase the resource value.
Regarding surrendering on his own initiative, Jiang Mingyang would not admit it. He only remembered crippling Wang Jin.
Self-deception is self-deception, but Jiang Mingyang did not take it lightly.
The conflict between him and Wang Jin was definitely not as simple as it seemed. The high-level combat skills played a decisive role.
"The school doctor is very suspicious. There is a hidden meaning in every word he says. Could it be that he is one of the masterminds?"
The system is a big secret, and the consequences will be miserable if others find out about it. The more Jiang Mingyang thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes, and he has already begun to fight against everything.
"No, I didn't show any clues. Maybe it was just an accident or there was some other conspiracy against me. It just happened to involve me."
Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyang became even more frightened.
If he really got involved in the affairs of high-level warriors, he wouldn't be able to live long with his meager strength.
The system forced him to leave a way to survive, but he was involved in a dangerous incident, and he would die if he was not careful.
"No, I can't sit still and wait for death. I must improve my strength to protect myself."
Whether you target him deliberately or just in time, in short, he is in trouble and you must be able to protect yourself.
Jiang Mingyang didn't care about pretending to be unconscious anymore and ran to the school fitness room.
He was being targeted anyway, and the more he hid, the more he would be suspected, so he might as well be more open.
In the office next to the school doctor's office, a man and a woman were standing by the window, looking at a panicked figure with a look of amusement on their lips.
"There is no abnormality in his body, and he is not affected by N755. I can only say that Wang Jin is too useless."
The school doctor smiled, and Duan Qing said playfully: "A senior high school student shouldn't have such proficient fighting skills."
"Is he still suspected?"
The expression on the white coat became solemn, and Duan Qing said with interest: "During this sensitive period, any abnormality cannot be ignored.
He is indeed not suspected, but it may not have anything to do with N755. "
"Hey, don't mess around. The director doesn't want to affect civilians."
Duan Qing, who was wearing a white coat, had a strange expression on his face, but he stretched out, his exquisite curves revealed, and his delicate earrings swayed slightly.
"A capable martial artist, he also has a little secret, which can be used as bait."
Duan Qing smiled charmingly, looked at Jiang Mingyang's back, and said leisurely: "It's easy to solve it, Director, just make him not a civilian."
How could Jiang Mingyang know that he was not only involved in a major incident, but also was plotted against.
This was not the first thing. When Jiang Mingyang was having dinner, he heard more shocking news.
Not long after the incident, the Jiang family took the lead.
Questioning the management system of Wentian Hall, the instructor deliberately attacked the eldest son of the Jiang family, which was a malicious act.
Wentian Hall announced that they had called the police and the Wu'an Bureau would find out everything.
Before the truth comes out, please do not believe in rumors.
At the same time, it was announced that Wang Jin would be expelled and never hired again, and was willing to compensate Jiang Mingyang for all losses.
Wu'an Bureau is a martial arts management agency. All events involving martial arts are under the jurisdiction of Wu'an Bureau.
"Damn it, this is not right. There is definitely a black hand controlling it. It's obvious that they are trying to trick me."
Wang Jin did have bad intentions, but Jiang Mingyang was not injured. Wang Jin was not guilty of this. Someone must have deliberately pushed him.
Wang Jin lost face in public, lost his face afterwards, lost his job, and was wanted by the Wu'an Bureau.
Cutting off someone's life was much more serious than killing his father. It would be strange if Wang Jin could let him go.
Jiang Mingyang had not forgotten the hatred in Wang Jin's eyes when he left. Now he probably wanted to kill him.
"Damn it, I will fight back against the enemy and cover the water with earth. I will improve my strength and keep the same in the face of all changes."
If the dark hand does not show up, it is useless for Jiang Mingyang to rack his brains. It is better to improve his strength madly.
With the help of the system, he will be promoted at an amazing speed, and maybe he will have a chance.
Monday passed in a flash. After getting up on Tuesday, Jiang Mingyang did not go to class anymore and went directly to the gym.
Since his mental strength broke through, the sense of crisis has invaded like a tide, leaving him without any sense of security.
Because he felt more and more clearly that someone was watching him!