Ouyang Ye got the news early and was waiting at the door of the apartment. When he saw Qi Ze with a pale face and closed eyes, he immediately called Ouyang Duanhua's brain and cursed loudly, "Ouyang Duanhua, my family! The old man forced me to buy a violin for Meng Yao, but Qi Ze was seriously injured on the back foot! Do you think I would be afraid of you? You are so beautiful! I still say that, from now on, Meng Jiahe The offal from Ouyang's family can't even think of stepping into the Li's Exchange! Even if I have a piano in my hand, I won't sell it to you, let Meng Yao go to the Conservatory to eat. Shit!"

Before waiting for the response, he dropped the call with a "smack", and hurriedly welcomed Wang Xuan, who was hugging him, into the room, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The enemy of the enemy is a friend. Although Wang Xuan is also a scholar-level power user, Ouyang Ye has always been very impressed by Ouyang Duanhua because he stabilized Ouyang Duanhua and robbed the opponent of his place to study at the Imperial College. Yes, now that he has saved Qi Shao's life again, his favorability is naturally higher.

You must know that although Wang Xuan has excellent talent, his background is very low. He comes from the famous junk star Tuke. He has no parents, and there are two younger brothers and three younger sisters to support. Hunger is the norm. When others chose to stand by, or even fall into the trap, he was able to save Qi Ze at the risk of offending the Ouyang family, which is evident in his conduct.

"Thank you, senior, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, by the time I got the news and rushed over, Qi Ze would have already..." Ouyang Ye looked at the boy who was almost breathless, his eyes were sore.

"No thanks. Ouyang Duanhua was very ruthless and sent cold air directly into this classmate's body. It's not enough for you to let the medical robot check, it's better to send him to the hospital to soak in repair solution. His internal organs should have been frozen. It's over." Wang Xuan didn't dare to deliver the heat again, for fear that he would not be able to handle it properly and would cause secondary damage to the young man. After all, the other party is a carbon-based person, and the cell structure is different from them.

"Okay, I see. I have contacted the ambulance just now, and the doctor will be here soon. Senior, it's very messy here, so I won't entertain you. We will thank you when Qi Ze is out of danger." Ouyang Ye was anxious Rubbing his hands together, the medical robot is examining the boy's body.

Wang Xuan was purely to save people, and he had no intention of clinging to the young master Ouyang. Seeing that he had made arrangements, he immediately left to avoid causing trouble.

Yan Junyu sent the person to the door and gratefully said "thank you". Although he is already dead, it turns out that his original choice was right. If Wang Xuan can enter the army to train, he will definitely become an upright, loyal and selfless soldier. After thanking him, he immediately went back to the living room to check on Qi Ze's condition, only to find that he had already half-sitting up and was pulling on his collar, his face was full of impatience, as if his anger and dying breath belonged to someone else. illusion.

"Are you okay?" He and Ouyang Ye asked almost at the same time, with the same surprised tone.

Qi Ze handed Ouyang Ye a "what nonsense" look, and took off his soaked clothes as he walked, closing the door with only a pair of shorts left. In the absence of outsiders, the shorts slowly turned into a silk robe, tightly fitting to his thin and thin body.

Yan Junyu, who was in a state of soul, was shocked to find that this robe was exuding a milky white light, which was the color formed by the combination of all attributes, and it had a strong defensive power. Under the white light, there are also strands of golden light that climbed and spread along the robe, forming a mysterious circular pattern. Many small square characters were arranged radially in the center of the pattern, floating slightly like living things.

He instantly understood that Qi Ze was relying on this robe to block Ouyang Duanhua's attack, but he was a carbon-based man on the surface. In order not to arouse suspicion, he could only pretend to be seriously injured.

Yan Junyu seldom saw Qi Ze look so annoyed. He took off his robe and went into the bathroom to clean. He gritted his teeth and sneered a few times, not knowing what he was thinking. It is estimated that he is still planning how to retaliate against Ouyang Duanhua.

After confirming that the boy was fine, he studied the robe that was thrown on the ground at will.

The empire can also produce clothing with defensive functions, but they are all light armor, which looks very heavy, and cannot withstand the attacks of high-level power users. Ouyang Duanhua is a fifth-level power user. He is not strong, but not weak. Not to mention carbon-based people, even silicon-based people will have to stay in the repair cabin for ten days and a half months when his cold air penetrates the body. to be good.

But Qi Ze didn't do anything at all. Hearing the sound of grinding his teeth in the bathroom, he was still full of energy.

It is thin, close-fitting, invisible, deformed, and 100% resistant to the attacks of power users. If this robe is known to the outside world, it will definitely attract all parties. If the technological means contained in it are thoroughly analyzed, copied, and used in the military field , and what kind of strong army will be created?

Thinking of all kinds of prospects, Yan Junyu rubbed his brows, and once again felt a headache for Qi Ze's mysterious origin. Every hole card in his hand can shake the existing technology system. One day, when he is unwilling to dormant, what kind of waves will it make?

What's more terrible is that he has both good and evil personality. Sometimes scolding him for a hundred words may not make him angry, but sometimes he can remember hatred just by looking at him one more time. It seems like an impossible task to make him stay in the empire peacefully and not cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Yan Junyu shook his head, looking very distressed on his face, but he didn't have the extreme disgust in his heart. After all, people are emotional animals, and they will naturally develop bias after staying together for a long time. He meditates together every day and learns to live together. Before he knows it, he has agreed with the definition of Qi Ze as his closest person.

"I think you should go to the hospital to check again. Sometimes the internal organs are injured and you don't feel it, and it usually takes a few days before the attack occurs." Seeing the boy come out with wet hair, he immediately persuaded.

Qi Ze passed him and walked to the living room while wiping his hair. He said solemnly, "Ouyang Ye, lend me your brain."

Young Master Ouyang had just sent away the hurried ambulance and paid thousands of dollars for lost work. He seemed to have long been accustomed to the arrogance of the young man. He took off his brain without even thinking about it, and was about to use his inner energy to unlock the screen, but he saw the young man grab it first, tap his fingertips to unlock the screen saver, and then call out A translucent form.

"Young Master Qi, how can you use my brain?" Ouyang Ye was a little confused. Isn't the brain one-to-one? Isn't it only possible to identify one's own inner qi, mental power, or genes?

Qi Ze ignored him, typed a few lines and filled the form, then pointed the iris scanner at Ouyang Ye's wide-open eyes, and pressed the OK button. Yan Junyu frowned when he saw it, and it was useless to stop him several times.

"Your application has been accepted, approved, entered into the database, and published on the official website... Thank you for your participation, and I hope you all go well." The inorganic voice finally brought Ouyang Ye back to his senses. Only then did he realize that what Qi Ze had filled in was actually The registration form for the Supernatural Warrior Competition.

"Young Master Qi, am I dazzled or are you crazy?" He pointed to the new list that appeared on the official website and asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm not crazy, and you're not dazzled." Qi Ze threw his intellectual brain back, and said casually, "Take a good time practicing physical skills during this time, and the competition will start next month."

"You also told me to practice physique well, so you should know that physique practitioners can't participate in this competition, right? What am I going to do? Do you want to deliver food to the superhuman?" Ouyang Ye cried out in horror, "God Ah! Everyone is asking me if I have enough to live and want to commit suicide. Young Master Qi, I was killed by you!" Huo Luo lay down on the sofa with his head in his arms.

Qi Ze bent down and stared at the comments gushing out on the official website, and sneered, "I think Ouyang Duanhua is right, weak species have no right to survive. However, he doesn't seem to understand the true meaning of this sentence, so I need you to teach him well in the ring."

"But what should I teach? I'm only a fourth-level physique practitioner, and he is a fifth-level ability practitioner. Although he is only one level behind, there is a gap between them." Ouyang Ye was full of grief and indignation.

"Don't worry, I will build a bridge for you to cross the moat." Qi Ze straightened his waist, and there was a hint of pride in his plain tone. He turned around and walked towards the basement, shutting Ouyang Ye who was chasing behind him, leaving only a cold warning, "If you dare to cancel the registration form, I will make you a real waste."

Ouyang Ye, who was secretly preparing to save himself, was chilled by the cold, and knelt down on the door panel, and said miserably, "Young Master Qi, did I dig your ancestral grave in my last life, and I want to be a cow and a horse to pay your debts in this life? Ouyang Duanhua's three-legged cat skills can't hurt you at all. Why don't you go to trouble him yourself, but let me be the cannon fodder? Shao Qi, who will give you money if I die? Shao Qi, think about it again. !"

There was no response from the other side of the door, Ouyang Ye howled a few times, then put away the look of miserable wind and rain, stood up calmly and self-sufficiently, and told his uncle what happened just now.

Yan Junyu was a little worried about him at first, but he heard him say in a flat tone, "Don't worry, Uncle, Qi Shao still needs me and won't let me die. Since he dares to sign up for me, he naturally has some reliance on him. It's impossible to let Ouyang Duanhua go easily if you hold grudges like that. I will practice hard for a while. If the person he wants to kill is Ouyang Duanhua, then I don't mind being the knife in his hand... Well, I understand, keep in touch."

Hanging up the phone, he looked at the cold metal door panel, and at the mocking messages that kept popping up in his brain, before walking up the steps with a sneer.

Yan Junyu stood there for a long time before shaking his head and sighing, "It really makes sense to say that people gather people by the same kind of things." Worrying about them is almost enough.