Chapter 821: Return to the Flying Feather Army

Chapter 5: Little Maniac

Outside the broken bridge,

Loneliness opens without an owner.

It's dusk and I'm alone,

More wind and rain.

No intention of fighting,

A group of jealous.

Scattered into mud and dust,

Only fragrant as before.

--------- "Fortune Operator, Yongmei, Lu You"

Shi Jiu closed his lips tightly, his clenched teeth gurgle, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down instantly. Shi Jiu clearly knew that he had no way out.

As he lifted his foot again, the skin on his foot fell off again, and the crowd of onlookers could even see the white bones exposed from Shi Jiu's feet!

The crowd exclaimed again, madman!

One step, one step, and another......

For Shi Jiu, the gate of the academy that was close at hand seemed to have become an unreachable existence.

At this time, Shi Jiu deeply understood the profound meaning of the end of the world.

The skin on Shi Jiu's feet continued to tear and fall off, and the blood stained all the ground where Shi Jiu walked red, and when he was only one step away from the gate of the academy, Shi Jiuzhou's strength had been exhausted, and he couldn't hold on any longer. The originally ruddy cheeks had become as bloodless as white paper, and his legs trembled violently, and he suddenly fell forward!

At the moment when Shi Jiu fell, he subconsciously used his hands to support the ground, and just when he was supporting the ground with his hands, the gravitational pull from all the earth genera suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, Shi Jiu also fell headlong.

Brother Scar quickly ran over, hugged Shi Jiu's shoulders and said excitedly, "Obey you! good brother!"

"You... You... You—" The guard said a few words to you, and took a few steps backwards, and the rattan chair behind him was knocked over and overturned, and a line of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, saying: "How is it possible?!

Brother Scar snorted and said, "Dignified two-star fighter, don't you want to talk nonsense?"

"Well, forget it, you can go in!"

Brother Scar picked up Shi Jiu, who was already unconscious, and prepared to enter the Dur Academy.

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, clearing a passage in the crowd.

Someone shouted: "Yangcheng Gongzi is here! Yangcheng Gongzi is here!"

With the shouts of everyone, a handsome young man roared on a fiery red horse, followed by several people, especially one of the slender girls, who attracted everyone's attention, and she was dressed in white like a fairy descending to earth.

"Wait!" the handsome boy grabbed the reins in his hand, and the horse neighed and stopped abruptly, "Beggars and dogs are not allowed!"

"We passed by strength!" Scar said, pointing at the guard.

"Strength?" the handsome young man sneered, "I'll tell you what strength is!"

The handsome young man took out a long sword from his waist as he spoke, and then two golden battle stars also slowly rose from the top of his head, and he said arrogantly: "For the sake of the reputation of the academy, I don't mind killing you two little bastards!"

"Dog's eyes look down on people!" Brother Scar scolded, "Keep saying that for the sake of the academy, do you think that only you have a battle star?"

"Jiàn) people, dare to scold me!" The handsome young man's battle star instantly melted into the long sword, and stabbed at Brother Scar with a hiss, he said angrily: "Abolish your battle star first!

When the tip of the long sword was less than an inch away from Brother Scar's throat, a hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the tip of the long sword was caught between two fingers.

A middle-aged gray-shirted man grabbed the long sword in one hand and said to the handsome young man: "If Vice Dean Yang knew that his little boy was so unreasonable and obstructed the enrollment of the college, I am afraid he would be furious, right?!"

The long sword in the young man's hand was easily snatched away by the middle-aged man, causing the crowd of onlookers to move again.

"Wow, there's a lot of trouble!"

"Look, it's Teacher Du from the Starless Outer Courtyard!"

"Iron Hand Wu-Du Xuan, if it's really him"

"It is said that in the realm of the empire, there is no star cultivator!"

"Nonsense! The first person to cultivate without stars must be the dean of the Duer Battle Star Academy, Du Yuanshan!"

"Phew, outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, outside the building, you fucking know these people!"

The crowd was talking, as if there was going to be a better show soon.

"It's worthy of Qing Ming, it's really a good sword!" The gray-shirted man looked at the long sword in his hand, and said with admiration: "Even in the entire Dacheng, the Qing Ying Sword can be regarded as a high-grade weapon, and Vice President Yang handed it over to you so early, I'm afraid I'm a little impatient!"

The weapons in the world are specifically classified according to their abilities and genera from low to high, and weapons forged from ordinary materials are divided into low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade. Weapons with special materials and special abilities can be divided into the best, holy and emperor, and weapons that have reached the emperor level are already unattainable, and there are often not many empires in a large state.

Higher than the imperial product is the honorable weapon, this rare weapon only exists in the book or in the hands of the unborn peerless master, as for the legendary god-grade weapon, only the high god can have.

The Qingying Sword in Yang Jiaao's hand belongs to the top-grade level of forging weapons.

"Since you know me and this green ghost, why don't you give it back to me soon?!" The handsome young man was very annoyed when he saw the family heirloom treasure being seized inexplicably, and his face seemed to be lost.

"Vice Dean Yang's youngest son, Yang Jiaao, is a first-year student who is exempted from entrance examinations in the inner courtyard of Battlestar Academy, who doesn't know it? Vice Dean Yang's old son worships you as the pearl of his palm, and it is really a bit too much! The Qingying Sword is the property of your Yang family, so naturally it must be returned. The gray-shirted man flicked his sword again, and the Blue Stygian Sword let out a pleasant hiss.

"Teacher Du's words are serious!" A boy who was younger in age and material after Yang Jiaao got off the horse and walked over, and said, "Yang Gongzi has led a few of us to take the college entrance exam, and it has been at this moment

I am very tired, and I am in a hurry to return, and it is inevitable that I will cause a little misunderstanding in a hurry, and I hope Mr. Du will forgive me!"

"However, I doubt that this sword was given to you by Vice President Yang?" Du Xuan said unhurriedly.

"Teacher Du, give me Qing Ming first!" Yang Jiaao's heart was shocked, sweat came out of his temples, and his words were no longer flying. "If my father learns about this, it will not be good for me and Teacher Du!"

"Hehe, Xiao Yang Gongzi is weak-hearted

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