The crisis in southern Xinjiang was easily resolved with the actions of the great man Bai Wuya from the sky, so that on the vast land of Qin, most people didn't even know that they had just wandered around the brink of civilization.

For example, in Hongshan College, those students who have elected holiday tutoring classes.

"Next, let's talk about the third section of "The Distribution of the Virtual Realm"..."

In the middle of the classroom, the old man standing behind the podium was reading the textbook while looking at the empty classroom with emotion and regret.

Although it is an elective course during the holidays and its popularity is destined not to be compared with the norm, this year's popularity is really withering. The old man's eyes swept across the audience and saw only three or two cute female students sporadically. The rest were seven or eight detested rough men, which made people feel weak in their studies.

But it is no wonder. After all, the students had just experienced a thrilling riot, especially when they reviewed the incident and found that human demon civilization was only one step away from destruction. It was really scary. In this case, they were still very interested in making up for the lessons during the holidays.

The old man couldn't help but recall his green years. When he was in his teens and twenties, he was like the students under the podium, studying with no distraction.

Then I was born to the age of 70. Now I can only see the female student’s thighs exposed outside her skirt to satisfy her craving.

Thinking of this, the old man's enthusiasm for class fell to the bottom. He just read the textbook in a mechanical voice, and then silently counted down in his heart to wait for the bell to ring after the end of get out of class.

Ten minutes before get out of class ended, the old man finished the established process and asked weakly: "Students have any questions, you can raise your hands to ask questions, if there is no problem..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a tall and tall figure standing up in the last row of the classroom, causing a strong wind to blow the entire classroom, and the gorgeous chandeliers hanging from the ceiling of the classroom also swayed.

"Teacher, I have a problem!"

Gudong.

The teacher knelt on the spot, feeling his heart pounding, and his eyes were filled with blackness and flowers. In a trance, he even saw a cow head and horse face... Fortunately, the badge on his chest had a cardiac pace function, which made him recover after several electrotherapy sessions.

The old man reached out to stomp the podium, stood up tremblingly, and looked at the sturdy young man in the back row of the classroom, and a tide of tide emerged in his heart.

When did this Snow Mountain Killing God hide in the classroom? What conspiracy does he have?

Although Bai Xiao failed to win the battle of foreign objects in Hongshan City, his performance was obvious to all. For those non-practical masters, Bai Xiao's practical ability is even more terrifying - if such a student is acting violent in class, who can control him?

At least this old man who teaches virtual world theory has already made up his mind to never give Bai Xiao an elective course of 95 points below... No, just give him 110 points to ensure safety!

Just as the old man was desperately brewing a life-saving strategy in his heart, Bai Xiao had already started to ask a question in a deep voice: "Teacher, I have the following questions. First, in the first paragraph of the third section, you mentioned that the virtual world is divided into the eastern region and the western region. What are the objective criteria for this distinction? Second, in the fourth section, it mentioned that the virtual world does not have physical space. How to define the physical space? Third..."

Bai Xiao asked this question for ten minutes, and he was still unsatisfied until the bell rang after class.

The old man was stunned by the hearing.

Most of the questions are quite basic, but the foundation is not naive. On the contrary, the more basic it is, the closer it is to the essence of the problem. The closer it is to the essence, the more difficult it is to answer accurately. Bai Xiao’s long list of body temperatures has hit the key points of the theory. From the perspective of the old man’s careful study of the theory of the virtual world for many years, he can see at a glance that Bai Xiao’s understanding of the virtual world has already had a very stable framework, and the only problem is...

Just a holiday tutoring class, should you be so serious? Everyone is here to relax and make some credits. Who is here to learn knowledge seriously? And what do you expect me to be a casual old man who is about to retire? Relying on years of experience, do you recommend a female student with good-looking legs to you? The key is that you have a senior virtual world explorer at home as a tutor. If you have virtual world problems, please ask the original poem!

However, facing Bai Xiao's aggressive attitude, the old man dared not say anything, so he had to leave Bai Xiao alone after class and patiently answered his naughty questions in white clothes. He answered only in a dark and hardworking manner. In the end, he even had to cry and beg Bai Xiao to let him go for dinner in a crying manner, which ended the long question and answer.

But after letting the old man go, Bai Xiao felt a little lost. Walking under the night, Hongshan Academy, I felt like an endless quagmire road in front of me. Not only was he trapped in the mud foot, but he even kept retreating under the slow flow of mud...

"What do you think of Xiaobai!"

Bai Xiao's contemplation was interrupted by a sudden sound. The next moment, he saw Lan Lan's passionate smile.

"Have dinner together? Songlou has launched a new special dish. The boss has put together a purification set for seven chicken legs. Now people who want to taste the new ones are queuing up in a row..."

Bai Xiao thought for a while: "I still have to study and make up for the lessons, so I won't go to have supper."

"Hey? Are you studying and making up for the lessons? Why?" Lan Lan was quite puzzled, "What are the good books of southerners? It seems that they are not as weak as they are? If you stay on the mountain this year and fight with Uncle Bai every day, you might be stronger..."

Bai Xiao said, "On the contrary, this year is of great significance to me. Now I understand why Master Lan did not stick to the rules in the end and put me down... relying solely on the tribe is a waste of my talent."

Lan Lan was so shocked that she didn't even close her mouth: "Xiaobai, are you okay? The first time I heard you say such shameless lines..."

Bai Xiao was a little confused and said, "Didn't you understand?"

"...what?" Lan Lan really didn't understand what Bai Xiao wanted to say.

Everyone has experienced that battle personally. The magic path of the southerners was useless in front of foreign objects outside the sky. Several great masters were beaten to the ground by a parasite that was completely absent. It was their tribe who struggled to support it as the mainstay, and finally Bai Wuya appeared in time to harvest the end of the game... No matter how you look at it, the power of the White-clothed Tribe is far superior to the magic path in the south. So as usual, Xiaobai should abandon the darkness and turn to the light as soon as possible. Why did he come to the opposite conclusion?!

Bai Xiao said seriously: "Bai Wuya... Although I don't like him, I also want to admit that the power he showed this time down the mountain is close to his limit. Apart from him, I have only seen the great power that can kill all things in one person. And it is a barrier that is difficult to break with any talent. No matter how hard I try and work hard, I will stop there at most."

Lan Lan opened her mouth and wanted to refute it, but as the best Wu Zhu in the Snow Mountain Tribe, she could certainly see that Bai Wuya's condition was "abnormal", and with this abnormality, he did reach the extreme of strength.

Bai Xiao’s talent is better than Bai Wuya. As long as he is patient and tempers himself in the snow-capped hunting ground, he will one day reach Bai Wuya’s current state without relying on any external force, but... he will indeed stop there.

Human power has its limits. No matter how good Bai Xiao’s talent is, at least from a martial arts perspective, it is impossible to break through the limit that no one has been able to break through for thousands of years.

But the question is, isn’t it enough to reach the limit?

Relying on this power that was close to the limit, Bai Wuya single-handedly killed the foreign objects outside the sky that almost subverted the Western Continent. Isn’t this enough?

Bai Xiao said: "When I transplanted the second magic seed, I witnessed the vision of the sky cave opening... At that time, creatures that were ten times stronger than the parasite were spread throughout the sky. So, do you think that relying on Bai Wuya's power alone is enough?"

"Can the demons defeat those foreign objects?"

"Yes." Bai Xiao gave a positive reply, "The parasite uses the power of the demonic path, and its skills are far from being clever. We can't resist it, just because our understanding and utilization of the demonic path are too shallow, that's all."
Chapter completed!