Chapter 1: The Rebirth of Emperor Wu
The scorching sun was like fire, and on the martial arts training ground of the seventh class of the Yanlong Kingdom Lyon Academy in one year, sixty figures were sitting cross-legged under the scorching sun, all of them sweating profusely and their faces flushed. www.biquge.info These students are only fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces are slightly immature, but they are all a group of people with strong hearts.
At this time, Xiao Yan'er, the head teacher, was leaning on a willow tree, looking at this group of sweaty students very comfortably, and her face seemed to be a little gloating.
Among this group of students, fifty-nine were all cultivating hard, but only one had just woken up from his sleep and looked at the Martial Emperor Monument in the distance and the statue of the Martial Emperor behind the Martial Emperor Monument.
A stone flew towards the distracted Ye Xuan with the sound of breaking through the sky, and the other fifty-nine students in the cultivation all noticed the abnormality, but none of them had any precautions, because this was all commonplace, and Ye Xuan, this kid, was going to be unlucky again.
But after a while, they didn't hear Ye Xuan's screams, and these students felt too abnormal, could it be that Ye Xuan's waste material could have escaped the fatal blow of the "flying stone meteor" of the head teacher Xiao Yan'er.
Everyone turned their attention to Ye Xuan, and Xiao Yan'er was no exception.
"What?"
"That's not true, is it?"
"Oh my God, this kid Ye Xuan actually caught the teacher's 'Flying Stone Meteor', and his arm should be broken. ”
Everyone in the martial arts training field, including Xiao Yan'er, showed a surprised expression, Xiao Yan'er was a martial soul-level powerhouse, how could Ye Xuan, who had not opened a single vein, even a real martial artist, have such a reaction speed.
"It must be blind, otherwise how could he catch it, let alone Ye Xuan, this waste, even if it is the strongest in our class, it is impossible for Wu Feng, who has opened the seven veins, to catch it." ”
In the Aotian Continent, the warriors are divided into nine realms: One Yuan Warrior, Eryi Martial Master, Three Talented Great Martial Artists, Four Elephant Martial Souls, Five Elements Martial Kings, Liuhe Martial Emperors, Seven Suzhou Martial Sects, Bagua Martial Masters, and Nine Heavens Martial Emperors.
At the peak of the Nine Heavens Realm, he can be given a title by the Holy Domain, and he is the title of Martial Emperor.
Each realm is transformed into nine small levels from one star to nine stars.
Only those who step into the realm of a one-yuan warrior can be called a warrior, and the warrior realm is called a warrior before the warrior realm, and the warrior is divided into seven levels, divided by the number of open veins, and after opening the seven veins, you can form a yuan force in the dantian, and after the yuan force gathers to a certain extent, you can break through to become a warrior, which is a warrior.
Just when the students in the martial arts training field were discussing, Xiao Yan'er walked to Ye Xuan at the edge of the phalanx with curiosity, and smiled as she walked, and said, "Yes, Ye Xuan, I can catch the teacher's 'Flying Stone Meteor', I can bear it." ”
Hearing Xiao Yan'er's ill-intentioned laughter, all the students were terrified, and they knew better than anyone what this laughter meant. Ye Xuan is going to be unlucky now.
Except for a few good friends who play with Ye Xuan on weekdays, the rest of the people are secretly snickering, and there is another good show to watch, I don't know how miserable Ye Xuan's waste will become.
"Stretch out your palms. Xiao Yan'er said with a straight face.
Hearing this, Ye Xuan did not immediately stretch out his palm, but looked at Xiao Yan'er's fiery figure, naturally, that gaze froze on Xiao Yan'er's murder weapon that was as tall as Mount Tai, and couldn't help muttering: "C+ cup." ”
Who is Xiao Yan'er? Four Elephant Martial Soul level powerhouse, Ye Xuan's every move can hide her fiery eyes.
"Looking for death!" Xiao Yan'er slapped Ye Xuan on the back of the head, I don't know if Ye Xuan forgot to dodge or deliberately let Xiao Yan'er hit.
At this time, Ye Xuan is no longer yesterday's Ye Xuan, just when he was sleeping just now, Ye Xuan has been reborn by the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor Bai Pori, a stunning figure in the continent who fell eighteen years ago. The current Ye Xuan is actually the white day of the previous life. Although the body is a waste body, there is still no technical problem in dodging the random slap of the Four Elephant Martial Spirits.
After being hit on the back of the head, Ye Xuan could still laugh, and his smile was slightly obscene.
"Brother's back of the head is not something that anyone can hit unless you ...... Ha ha. Ye Xuan smiled to himself.
Before Ye Xuan finished laughing, the back of his head was hit hard again.
The students present are very enjoyable to watch, today's show is much better than usual, and I don't know how it will develop next, it's really good.
"Chest swelling and pain in the afternoon, dull pain in the lower abdomen in the evening, and soreness in the night. ”
Ye Xuan said lightly, as if he was talking to himself. But when she heard these words, it was like thunder in Xiao Yan'er's ears, and Xiao Yan'er couldn't calm down anymore.
"How did he know, I didn't tell anyone about it, not even in my dreams. Xiao Yan'er was very sure, and her heart slowly became anxious.
"Ye Xuan, come to my office. ”
Just when the gloating group of students was rising, the show came to an abrupt end. It's like a washed beauty waiting for you naked, and when you pounce on it, the beauty suddenly disappears.
"I'm rubbing, what's this called, it's very exciting to watch the foreplay, why is it suddenly gone underneath. ”
"Don't worry, the show has just been staged, and the head teacher is afraid that it will be too bloody and not suitable for children, so he called Ye Xuan's waste to the office for repair. ”
"Yes, it's not like other teachers haven't done this. ”
"Gao Yuan, Wang Ling, you come with me. A cold voice said.
"Boss, now is the cultivation time, if Teacher Xiao knows, we won't be able to eat and walk around. ”
"If you don't come, you'll die faster!" This student, who was called the boss by Gao Yuan and Wang Ling, was Wu Feng, who was the strongest in Class 7 a year.
Wu Feng, Gao Yuan, Wang Ling and others can be said to be Ye Xuan's mortal enemies, and they always bully him on weekdays, not only because Ye Xuan is a waste, but also because of his family background. The seven classes a year are all the children of the palace nobles, naturally they are all divided into factions, Ye Xuan is the grandson of Ye Zhennan, the prince of Rongguo, and Wu Feng is the grandson of Wu Yue, the king of Zhenbei, the two of them are not of the same faction, and they have been separated since childhood.
Ye Xuan was not born a waste material, three years ago he was considered to be the peerless genius of the Yanlong Kingdom with the most promising hope of becoming a martial emperor, but in that year, Ye Xuan was abolished, and the person who abolished him turned out to be his grandfather Ye Zhennan, the Duke of Rongguo, who loved him the most. It's just because Ye Xuan contradicted him with his words. Ye Zhennan has no regrets about this matter until now, and even drove Ye Xuan directly to Lyon Academy, and he couldn't return to the Rongguo Mansion without permission.
The three of them quietly came to the office area of the College of Lyon, and lay on the crack in the door of the office of the head teacher of the seventh class of the year.
The next conversation between Xiao Yaner and Ye Xuan, the teacher and student, made Wu Feng and the three of them sweat profusely.