Tales of Demons and Gods: Gaining one pound of strength every minute

 Shen Yue suddenly threw a right hook at Chang Ping's left cheek.

  However, due to his short arms, Chang Ping just leaned back slightly and dodged it easily.

  After becoming a silver warrior, his reaction ability has greatly improved. Shen Yue's strength is only a few dozen kilograms, not even a bronze warrior, and it is impossible for him to touch Chang Ping.

  "Come out!" Chang Ping grabbed Shen Yue's neck, pulled him out of his seat like pulling a carrot, and threw him on the ground like throwing garbage.

  Before Shen Yue could get up, Chang Ping supported the table with one arm, did a beautiful 360-degree somersault, landed in the seat, and sat down steadily.

  "Handsome!" Lu Piao quietly gave Chang Ping a thumbs up.

  Chang Ping hugged his arms in front of his chest, sat on the seat with his arms and a golden sword, facing Shen Yue, and scolded: "Don't think about classmate Ye Ziyun, she is not a woman that a waste like you can covet. Am I right?"

  He turned around and asked Ye Ziyun with a smile.

  Unexpectedly, he got a cold shoulder, and the other party ignored him. What

  Chang Ping didn't know was that his barbaric behavior of forcing himself to change had left a bad impression on Ye Ziyun.

  Ye Ziyun snorted, turned her head away, and looked at the other side of the aisle, leaving Chang Ping with a head full of flowing purple hair.

  Sitting across the aisle was Chang Ping's dream lover, Xiao Ning'er.

  At this time, Ning'er sat obediently and dignifiedly, flipping through the textbook, with a calm expression.

  She hated the people of the Holy Family very much. Whether it was Shen Fei or Shen Yue, seeing them being taught a lesson, she didn't applaud, which was enough to give them face.

  "You...you dare to hit me, you are useless, do you know?" Shen Yue got up in a mess, pointed at Chang Ping, and said cruelly: "Wait for me if you have the guts, I will call my eldest brother to teach you a lesson."

  After that, Shen Yue didn't even have time to pat the dust off his butt, and ran out of the classroom like a frightened rabbit.

  "Brother Chang, run quickly, Shen Yue has gone to call his brother Shen Fei from the genius class! Shen Fei is now a silver demon spirit master, and we can't deal with him at all." Lu Piao reminded anxiously.

  How could they, a group of freshmen who had just entered school, be able to defeat the seniors who were about to graduate?

  No matter how strong Chang Ping was, he would be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

  If he ran away now, he could avoid physical pain.

  "Why are you panicking? Let him call!" Chang Ping sat steadily, not caring at all, "Not to mention his useless brother Shen Fei, even if he calls his aunt Shen Xiu, I will do it!" If

  he could beat Shen Fei the first time, he could beat Shen Fei the second time.

  The cultivation of a silver peak warrior is enough for him to beat all the students in Shenglan College. No matter whether he is in the lower grade or the upper grade, he can teach him a lesson with a slap.

  Besides, why do the children of the top and wealthy families sit in the front row of the classroom, while they, the children of the common people, sit in the back row of the classroom. Look at the first three rows, which student is not dressed in silk and satin, wearing a shiny space ring.

  Is it great to be rich?

  He has no money, but he insists on sitting in the first row. What can he do?

  "You'd better leave quickly. Shen Fei is not a good person. He hits you hard. If he makes you disabled, your life will be over." Although Ye Ziyun hates Chang Ping, she kindly advises him and can't bear to see him get seriously hurt.

  Unexpectedly, Chang Ping didn't appreciate it. He still sat there motionless like a mountain, not even looking at Ye Ziyun.

  Ye Ziyun snorted, pouted her delicate little mouth, and muttered angrily: "You are so kind, I don't care about you! Do whatever you want!" After that, she turned her head and continued to look at Ning'er.

  Although she said so, if Shen Fei did too much in a while, she would still stand up to stop him.

  Lu Piao ran to the door and looked around to investigate the situation.

  Chang Ping, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly moved and took out a square object from the space ring.

  He stretched out a carrot-thick finger and poked Ye Ziyun, who was sulking.

  "What are you doing?!" Ye Ziyun turned her head impatiently.

  With a click, her stunning beauty was captured by Chang Ping.     She stared at him with her willow-shaped eyes, which seemed to be smiling and angry, and asked in confusion: "What did you do?"

  "Nothing? I just took a picture of you on a whim." Chang Ping smiled slightly, clicked the print button, and in less than a breath, a photo of Ye Ziyun without makeup was printed out.

  Point-and-shoot cameras also have a beauty function, but he didn't turn it on. The beauty function made him feel like adding dog feces to the cake.

  Chang Ping tore off the photo, handed it to Ye Ziyun, and said with a smile: "There is nothing to give as a gift for the first meeting, so I will give you a photo."

  It is impossible to give the Godhead of Water as a gift, and he still needs to keep it for his own use.

  However, before using it, the curse of the old thing Xiang Liu must be removed.

  Ye Ziyun took the square card handed over by Chang Ping in confusion, took a closer look, and was stunned for a moment.

  "What kind of painting is this? It's so realistic!" Ye Ziyun said in surprise.

  Her exclamation attracted the attention of other female students, and they all came over to find out what happened.

  Everyone looked at the high-definition photo in Ye Ziyun's hand and was shocked.

  "How can there be such a high level of painting skills in the world?"

  "Even every strand of hair is depicted accurately, it's really amazing!"

  "Handsome, can you draw a picture for me too? Please~"

  A lively and outgoing female student begged Chang Ping in a coquettish voice.

  Handsome?

  Chang Ping was very pleased with such compliments, and readily agreed, asking her to pose in the pose she thought was the best.

  "Here you go!"

  The female student happily took the photo and showed it off to her companions.

  Although her appearance was not as high as Ye Ziyun's, the angle of the photo was better than Ye Ziyun's, so she looked a little better in the photo than Ye Ziyun.

  "I want one too! I want one too!"

  "Handsome, take a picture for me too! I'll treat you to lunch at noon."

  Seeing that this girl also got the precious photo, the other female students all went crazy and followed suit and pestered Chang Ping for it.

  "One photo at a time!" Although Chang Ping wanted to say this, he didn't say anything in the end because Ning'er was nearby.

While taking photos for the female students, he noticed that Ning'er seemed a little tempted as well—she stood up.

However, she was very reserved. After hesitating for a moment, she sat back down.

"Wow! I look so beautiful!"

"No matter how pretty you are, you're still not as beautiful as Zi Yun and me!"

"Ji, you're absolutely stunning!"

"As long as I give this to the matchmaker, I'm sure I can snag a rich husband and marry into a noble family! That'll change my family's fate!"

The female students were all chattering noisily, each one talking over the other.

"Brother Chang! Something bad's happened! Shen Yue and his brother Shen Fei are coming this way with a group of people!" Lu Piao suddenly ran in from outside. Seeing Chang Ping surrounded layer upon layer by a crowd of girls, he suddenly had the urge to let Shen Fei beat him up.

Upon hearing Lu Piao's shout, the female students suddenly remembered that Chang Ping had just beaten up Shen Fei from the Sacred Family. In an instant, they scattered like startled birds and beasts.

"Huh? What's this?"

Lu Piao noticed a white card on Chang Ping's desk. When he picked it up and looked at it, his face instantly turned red!