Zeng Wen raised his foot, his face was hideous, and slowly put the sole of his shoe on Yang Qingxuan's face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, a newborn egg who can go up to the fourth layer came, how could he not seize this opportunity.

I have been staying in the Lingwu Great Consummation for a long time, and I have been hopeless to break through, so I am counting on finding a high-level exercise book and hoping to break through.

Usually, those powerhouses of the True Martial Realm, although they can't fight him in the Library Pavilion, but where does he dare to provoke him, once he leaves the Library Pavilion, he must not be killed.

"Haha, rage, humiliating rage!"

Zeng Wen laughed wildly and said, "Under the soles of my shoes, turn into ashes!"

His feet slowly approached, and at a distance of half a foot from Yang Qingxuan's face, Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and grabbed it.

"Anger is indeed a self-destructive emotion. ”

Yang Qingxuan suddenly said in a calm tone: "Your martial soul is very interesting, and it has taught me a vivid lesson." ”

"Oh, what, are you still not convinced?

Zeng Wen smiled and said: "You don't have to be too uncomfortable, what freshman is not beaten? Who told you not to listen to the seniors? Now even if you kneel on the ground and hold your student ID card in both hands, I will beat you." ”

Yang Qingxuan said: "A sign of a person's maturity is at least to learn to control his emotions. Today is indeed my own carelessness, and I have fallen into your way. As long as I stick to you slowly and don't let the true yuan fluctuations spread, it's not a fight, right?"

Zeng Wen sneered: "So what?"

He shook his foot a few times, and found that the other party was holding on tightly, and he couldn't shake off the other party's hand no matter how much he kicked it.

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "Don't kick indiscriminately, if I suddenly let go, your foot will kick me, which is equivalent to attacking me." ”

Zeng Wen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a huge pain coming from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but let out a scream of "ah".

Yang Qingxuan pinched his feet, stood up from the ground, and said, "No one cares about such a loud noise? ”

Zeng Wen's face turned pale, and he hurriedly bowed down and broke Yang Qingxuan's arm with both hands, but he couldn't break it.

Yang Qingxuan sneered, covered his mouth with his other hand, and said, "It's too noisy, I think the rules of this library should be changed, how can other students read books if they are so yelling." ”

Beads of sweat on Zeng Wen's face kept rolling down, and he was anxious, "How can he have so much strength?"

Yang Qingxuan's hands continued to expand in his pupils, and he couldn't care about his feet, so he hurriedly pushed up with both hands.

Both of them moved very slowly, for fear of touching the cordon.

But Zeng Wen's strength with both hands, where could he stop Yang Qingxuan, was pushed back, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands.

Yang Qingxuan sneered, opened his hand directly, pinched the back of Zeng Wen's hand and cheek, and said with a cruel smile: "Don't make a move, otherwise you will be suppressed by the teacher, and you will never be able to come to the library in the future." ”

"Click!"

Everyone only heard the sound of broken bones, and Zeng Wen's hand bones, along with his teeth, and his jaw, were constantly crushed under Yang Qingxuan's five-finger grip.

Everyone's hands and feet are cold, and the sound of slowly pinching and exploding makes people shudder.

Zeng Wen screamed in pain, there was no trace of blood on his face, his eyes widened, and sweat was like rain.

But his whole mouth was covered by his own hand, and he couldn't scream if he wanted to, and one foot was still grabbed by Yang Qingxuan, and there was no way to escape.

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "Oh, I'm in a very good mood now, and the burning anger is gradually extinguished." ”

"Woo. ”

Zeng Wen kept screaming, begging for mercy, but Yang Qingxuan was indifferent at all, the painful Zeng Wen was lying on his face one by one, and tears fell down in tears.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt a fierce aura fall on his body, and suddenly said coldly: "Teacher on the fourth floor, I didn't hit him, I just grabbed him gently, you won't suppress me, right?"

An old voice sounded and said, "Hide, you can't kill people." ”

"Hmph, I didn't kill him, I'll take care of it. ”

Yang Qingxuan pinched hard, and there was a bone explosion, and all the students on the fourth floor were shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Zeng Wen rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

Yang Qingxuan let go of his hands at this time, and Zeng Wen fell to the ground with a "bang", and he still maintained the posture of covering his mouth with his hands, but his hands were completely deformed, almost stuck to his mouth, and his appearance was miserable.

The rest of the students were all stunned and looked at them in horror, and they couldn't come back to their senses at all, where did they still have the heart to read.

Yang Qingxuan took out his student ID, raised it a few times in his hand, and said coldly: "The student ID is here, if you still want it, you can also come over." If you are afraid that you will not be able to do it, you can wait for me outside the library. ”

"What an arrogant freshman!"

Everyone was furious, and their eyes spewed anger, but no one dared to step forward to provoke.

Yang Qingxuan looked around, then put away his student ID card and went to the fourth floor.

After he left, the space flickered slightly, and an old man with a goatee appeared, probing Zeng Wen's snort and taking Zeng Wen away.

"Who the hell is this freshman?

"Every time I am admitted to the inner court, there are always a few perverts that we can't afford to provoke. ”

"Alas, Zeng Wen is unlucky, it seems that he is completely wasted, and it will be even more difficult to step into the real martial arts realm in the future. ”

The students on the third floor all muttered and discussed, and privately inquired about Yang Qingxuan's identity.

Yang Qingxuan ignored these and walked directly to the fourth floor without any hindrance.

As soon as I entered the fourth floor, I couldn't help but be stunned, and it was extremely open in front of me, more than three times larger than the space on the third floor.

It's not surprising that the space inside the collection is changeable.

More than a dozen exquisite bookshelves are placed around, each volume of exercises is enshrined on a jade tray, and ten students are holding scrolls, gesturing in the open space next to them, studying their martial arts.

The space on the fourth floor has been increased so that everyone has a place to practice.

Yang Qingxuan's appearance did not arouse everyone's notice, and the more than ten people were all immersed in their own enlightenment, ignoring external affairs.

The first thing that caught Yang Qingxuan's eyes was a boxing book, called "Ice Toad Six Styles", and there was a jade plaque next to it, which read: Condensation water into ice, turn ice into palms.

He reached for it, wanted to take it out and read it, but his fingers touched a layer of prohibition, which was soft and blocked.

A voice rang out, saying, "Put your student ID card over, and you can open the ban." Access to advanced martial arts, 1,000 credits per hour. ”

"Huh?!"

Yang Qingxuan was dumbfounded, and said in a daze: "1000 credits for an hour, why don't you go and grab money?"

The voice said: "If you don't have credits, you can take credit, and it will be automatically recorded in the student card, and you can pay it off within one year." ”

"One year ......"

Yang Qingxuan swallowed his saliva, and finally didn't take the ice toad fist, after all, it was too expensive.

This time, he wanted to find a set of swordsmanship to use with the Demon Slaying Sword.

There weren't many high-level martial arts on the four floors, and there were about ten on each shelf, a total of about one hundred and thirty.

Yang Qingxuan browsed it again, and his eyes fell on a swordsmanship - Wind and Thunder Three Styles!

(To be continued.) )