Shining Marvel Saints

In the indoor gymnasium of Midtown High School in Queens, New York, 12th grade students are doing activities.

'Jingle Bell! ’ The bell for the end of get out of class woke up a handsome black-haired Chinese boy in the stands from his contemplation.

who I am? where am I? what am i doing

Le Xia shook his head, letting his consciousness return to reality, but he didn't expect that he would just stare blankly, and a day passed by.

"What are you thinking? Let's go."

The thin-faced boy came over and patted Le Xia on the shoulder, and stood aside waiting for him to get up.

"Oh," Le Xia turned around and stood up holding something.

Walking down the stands, the thin-faced boy turned his head and said to Le Xia, "Hurry up, the bus will arrive in ten minutes, it will be bad if you don't make it."

As soon as the words were finished, a basketball flew over from behind and hit the boy **** the back, causing him to stagger.

"Parker," a joking voice sounded from behind, "I don't see you in physical education class, and you are so anxious to leave every time after school. It's wrong not to participate in club activities. We want to continue playing basketball. Do you want to join us?"

The thin-faced boy is called Peter Parker, and in his later life he is destined to become a hero who climbs walls and shoots strings and swings in the city.

But now he is just an ordinary high school student. Although he is not short, he is thin, with a face that is easy to bully at first sight. League of Bullies'.

The one who bullies them most often is the strong boy who hit him with a basketball.

Eugene Thompson, nicknamed Lightning, is tall and powerful, and is the absolute main force of the school's basketball and rugby teams.

On the other side, Thompson's team members naturally blocked Le Xia's retreat, and several people formed an encirclement circle, blocking Le Xia and Parker inside.

"That, Lightning." Although Parker was surrounded inside, his expression didn't show much panic. He had seen such scenes a lot.

"It's not that we don't like club activities, but we want to do part-time jobs. Can you let us go first, the bus is coming soon."

After Parker finished speaking, he wanted to pass through the gap between them.

Thompson pushed Parker back with a basketball. He raised his chin and said impatiently, "Parker, you can work part-time anytime, but do you really plan to not participate in any club activities during school? Our high school life But not for long."

Although Thompson's words seemed to be for an in-depth exchange of classmates' feelings with Parker, but even a blind person could understand the meaning of his words.

This person made it clear that he was looking for something to do when he had nothing to do, and he was free.

The students of Zhongcheng High School have seen such things a lot. As long as the matter has nothing to do with themselves, few people will stand up with good intentions.

"I think we need another day, you know, we have something very important today and it might not be appropriate."

Parker forcefully explained, gritted his teeth and prepared to rush out.

Thompson gave a wicked laugh, grabbed the basketball and threw it at Parker's face. A catastrophe was about to happen.

With a whimper, Parker rushed out of the encirclement without hindrance. After stopping, he looked at himself in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly became dead and strong.

Looking back, Parker saw Thompson raised his hands in the air, with an embarrassing expression on his face that he had eaten too much shit.

In the middle of the encirclement, there is a basketball on Le Xia's index finger, the basketball spins fast but doesn't seem to fall down at all.

"Oh!" Surprised low shouts sounded from around, everyone was stunned by the situation in front of them, is this the Chinese boy who dared not speak out even after being bullied.

Le Xia is indeed not the Chinese kid who was bullied before. He has traveled from the soul of the earth to this world in less than 24 hours, but since last night, his life will take a completely different path from the previous two first half of his life. the same way.

"You want us to participate in club activities, yes." Le Xia held the basketball up in front of his eyes, stretched out his hand and patted it lightly, and the slowed down basketball spun fast again.

"If you want a bullfight, you should go together. One goal will determine the outcome. We are in a hurry."

"Ah?" Thompson didn't react, and his consciousness was still in a trance where the basketball was inexplicably robbed.

But after a while, Thompson became angry. He is the main force of the school team and a star on the basketball court. Now this Chinese boy dares to challenge himself to play basketball. It is simply humiliating himself.

"Is that kid Le Xia going to commit suicide?"

"Oops, oops, Thompson's going crazy."

"Lightning! Come on, kill him!"

The students onlookers subconsciously became high, because it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Parker stood beside Le Xia and asked in surprise, "Are you crazy?"

"Just look at it," Le Xia let go of his fingers, and spread his palms to catch the falling basketball.

After a while, the two stood near the middle circle, and Thompson held the ball.

The basketball hit the ground hard, and Thompson couldn't bear to look at the basket in the distance. He didn't care where the basket was, he wanted to use his body to crush Le Xia.

Just like the little emperor James used his body to resist all obstacles on the court, and made an unreasonable five-step layup, until you lose your temper.

"I am coming!"

bump! bump! Thompson patted the basketball and started to start. Before reaching Le Xia, he hugged the basketball with both hands, made a five-step layup, and started!

With a whimper, Thompson broke through Le Xia's defense like a bamboo, and sure enough, this thin Chinese boy didn't even have the courage to stop me.

After taking the fifth step and about to jump, Thompson suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down at his empty hands, where is the ball?

Stopping, turning around, the basketball was twirling on the thin fingers, behind was Le Xia's face that needed to be punched.

"What just happened?"

"Don't ask me, I just opened the elevator..."

"That kid is on drugs!"

There was a lot of discussion around, and Thompson felt that every word was slapped on his face.

"I thought you had to fly to find the ball was gone."

Putting down the basketball, Le Xia said, "Stand still, it's my turn!"

Before Thompson could say something, Le Xia had already slapped the basketball and started charging.

After stepping into the free throw line, Le Xia directly flew up with the basketball in one hand.

Seeing his actions, everyone had an idea in their hearts, 'This person is really crazy! '

Regardless of whether Le Xia is crazy or not, Thompson will not allow this kind of thing to happen, 'Shit! Give you a true biography of Uncle Mu to swatt the fly, let you know that your uncle will always be your uncle! '

"what!"

Le Xia has already flown close, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Thompson didn't even think about it, he just jumped up with his hands up.

bump! The bodies of the two collided in the air, Thompson snorted, the secret channel was not good, Le Xia lifted the ball too high, he couldn't reach it.

Although Le Xia was weak in weight, he had speed, and he even knocked Thompson backwards with his momentum.

Although Thompson didn't block the basketball, he managed to slow down Le Xia's momentum. It seemed impossible for him to slam dunk.

In the blink of an eye, Le Xia held down Thompson's head, using his body to raise his head again, and at the same time, the whole person flew over Thompson's head.

bump!

The basketball slammed into the rim hard, the entire backboard was shaking, and the loud noise silenced the entire basketball stadium.

After Thompson landed, he couldn't stand stably, and fell to the floor. When he looked up, he saw Le Xia hanging on the basket with one arm.

The smile on Le Xia's face was so bright and ironic.

Taking off from the free throw line with a one-step tomahawk-style dunk, few people can do this even in the NBA, let alone a Chinese who is just over 1.8 meters tall and has a thinner body.

'I really got stronger! '

Le Xia, who was hanging on the basket, felt infinite heroism in his heart.

I came to the Marvel world for no reason but don't have a system cheat, so what.

Even if I am not a rich man, have no talent, and cannot mutate, I can still make a name for myself in this world.

Because I will become—a saint!

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