The spiritual power between heaven and earth seems to have been mobilized by Wang Fugui, and a huge spiritual pressure swept like a rolling wave, and even the spiritual seal did not appear, only relying on the spiritual power of his own body to control the name, he actually had such great power, worthy of being a person at the level of the spirit king!

"Arrogant child, come here!" shouted in his mouth, Wang Fugui's right hand turned into a palm, condensing spiritual power on the palm of his hand, and a huge hand shadow condensed in the sky space, like a snake Mount Tai, under heavy pressure!

Ling Yu'er had already exhausted her spiritual power at this time, and the spirit master faced the high-level spirit king, even if the Heavenly Dao refining body was invulnerable, and if he was hit by this giant palm from the sky, he would inevitably die for nine days.

The wind fell violently from the sky, and the air flow around the huge palm was clearly visible, and one after another cyclones were squeezed alive, and the giant palm rushed down like a bamboo.

"This is the Netherworld Palm!" "This is the Shadow Palm!" the many teachers on the side were surprised one by one, "This is the legendary ground-level martial arts?" "In the legend, there is a set of palms that fall from the sky, the palm in the air is as big as a black mountain, the scorching sun is like a broken bamboo, the sound is like thunder, and the air is like electricity! Under a blow, it is enough to make a radius of 100 kilometers disappear in an instant!

Looking at the size of this palm, it is as big as a mountain, not to mention that it is also a netherworld palm!

On top of the Heavenly Tribulation that had just dissipated, a round of bright sunlight had reappeared, and at this moment, within this small square circle, it was covered by this huge palm and did not see the daylight!

Reflecting the arrival of the giant palm, two figures galloped over, one holding a long sword in his hand, and the other turned into a fist in his right hand, and the fist also carried a silver full set, and at this moment, under the infusion of spiritual power, the silver light burst out.

"Ha!" The two of them attacked the giant palm flying in the sky together, and at the moment when the three attacks were intertwined, a violent explosion wave spread out from the center, and with a loud "bang", dust was raised all over the sky, and after a while, the dust dispersed, the giant palm disappeared, and the two put away their long swords and full sets, and fell back to the ground, standing between Ling Yu'er and Wang Fugui.

These two are Ling Yu'er's adoptive father Fei Han and Qinghe, the dean of Tianwu Academy.

After Fei Han landed, his momentum suddenly rose, and the monstrous bright yellow spirit pressure rushed up to the sky, heading straight for the vice president Wang Fugui, Wang Fugui also sensed in time, releasing his gray-black spirit pressure to resist the oppression.

"Wang Fugui! You actually killed my son like this! The old man will never give up with you today!" After speaking, the two of them invariably increased the concentration of spiritual pressure, and collided more fiercely, causing a vacuum to appear in the surrounding space, and Zi Yan and Ling Yu'er all fell to their knees, unable to stand up despite their best efforts.

"What are you doing here! Don't you take the old man in your eyes!" Qinghe jumped into the middle of the two spiritual pressures as he spoke, and a huge silver spiritual pressure like a flood beast exploded on both sides, and in an instant, the two of them couldn't resist it, and they rushed out one after another, and the space also returned to calm.

"Before the matter is investigated, you will fight in front of the students! What a system! What a shame for the academy!" Qinghe scolded angrily, his gray beard as if he had been upside down in anger.

"Yes, Fei Han knows the mistake!" "Yes, the rich know the mistake!" The two said in unison, but they were still fighting each other in their eyes.

"But, Dean, this stinky boy is clearly harming the genius Bai Jian of our hospital! Isn't it a crime that leads to death?" Wang Fugui did not relentlessly fight for Bai Jian.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Qinghe looked at Zi Yan, who was holding a girl on the side, and asked solemnly, "Zi Yan, have you witnessed the whole process of the conflict between this young man and Bai Jian?"

Zi Yan gently put Liu Tong on the flat ground, lowered her head and hugged her fists, "Go back to the dean, yes! Zi Yan witnessed the whole process of this incident. ”

"Okay, then you can talk about it!" Qinghe put his hands behind his back, and a pair of sharp eyes locked on Zi Yan, which made people breathless, and the spiritual pressure made people stand upside down, and they didn't dare to lie.

After some statement, Qinghe stroked his beard and thought for a moment, turned to the teachers and said, "I heard Zi Yan say that it was the white sword that attacked the innocent handyman first, and the blame was inevitable, causing a battle with Ling Yu'er, so Ling Yu'er did not commit a crime to death;

"Fei Han is willing to obey the dean's orders, and there is no complaint!" Fei Han looked at Ling Yu'er, who was overdrawn in spiritual power, and turned his head to Qinghe and said.

"I am willing to follow the dean's orders!" "I also obey the dean's orders!" The teachers behind them expressed their efforts to clear themselves one by one, after all, one is a genius of the royal family, and the other is the son of Teacher Fei Han, the head teacher of the Tianzi class, which one can't afford to provoke himself, and the things that offend people are still left to the dean to do safely~

"Hmph! You don't dare to say it, I say!" Wang Fugui viciously glanced at the teachers who didn't dare to offend people and said: "Dean, I have no opinion on your judgment analysis, Bai Jian is at fault first, this stinky boy is guilty of not death, but the upcoming conference, Bai Jian can not attend, the loss caused to the academy is not so simple, if this conference can't get results, Tianba Academy will press us again! So, this kid must not be spared!" Wang Fugui said that the conference is the annual martial champion conference. Every year, the five major academies in the territory of Tianwu Kingdom will compete in the competition, and the winner will be able to leave the title of the strongest academy in Tianwu and enjoy endless teaching resources, Bai Jian was the champion of the first-year group in the last conference, winning objective scores for the academy, and finally winning the Tianba Academy with a score difference of 1 point to win the title of the strongest in Tianwu and various precious cultivation resources.

There are still three months left before the next conference is held, and if the white sword can't recover well, then there won't be any luck this year! What has passed is not only the reputation, but also the cultivation resources of thousands of students, which is definitely a huge amount of money! And it can take advantage of these powerful resources to continue to lead the other four academies in the next conference!

Hearing Wang Fugui's words, Fei Han couldn't help but get nervous, clenched his hands into fists, and glared angrily at Wang Fugui.

"What the vice dean said is also reasonable, then the punishment for Bai Jian and Ling Yu'er is as follows: Bai Jian swords against innocent mortals, violating the forbidden laws of Tianwu Academy, punishing him with all his cultivation resources for one year, and revoking all his titles and honors in the school! Ling Yu'er seriously injured the disciples of the inner courtyard of the academy, causing huge losses to the academy, and the crime is unforgivable, and he has been expelled from the school transfer from Feihua Academy the day before yesterday! Stay on probation for half a year! If he behaves well after half a year, he can make up for his merits and be assigned to the entrance test!" Without thinking for long, Qinghe faced everyone and read out the trial of the two teenagers, "Do you have any opinions?" Qinghe looked at everyone, and there was silence all around him for a moment, and then a series of "no opinions" sounded.

"Well, since everyone has no other opinions, then let's punish it like this, the top priority is to bring the injured back for treatment first!" As soon as the words fell, Wang Fugui flew up and picked up the white sword and left, "Hmph! If it weren't for the dean's face, I would have to take down the head of this stinky boy today!"

Zi Yan dragged her body that had just recovered from the terrifying collision like a fight with this group of immortals, and came over to clasp her fists with Fei Han and the dean and said, "Teacher, dean, Zi Yan is not injured, please don't worry, Zi Yan will say goodbye first~" After speaking, the spiritual power under his feet ran and he flew away. Leaving Dean Fei Han and Ling Yu'er behind.

Qinghe looked at Fei Han and stroked his white beard and said, "Fei Han, this is what you told me about your adopted son Ling Yu'er, right?

"The subordinates know their mistakes! It was Fei Han's excessive training that allowed Xiao Er'er to be so unreasonable and seriously injured Bai Jian, Fei Han can take Xiao Er to accept all punishments!" As he spoke, he lowered his head and pressed his hands close to his sides.

"Haha, who said that I would punish you, if I guessed correctly, Fang Cai's Arabian Nights Heavenly Tribulation was caused by this kid! This doll's strength is by no means simple! From the sword just now, it can also be seen that the future prospect must be limitless! If you cultivate it well, it is possible to reach the glory of that person back then!" A pair of eyes that saw rare treasures swept towards Ling Yu'er without concealment, Qinghe loves talents, and pity is known to everyone, as long as it is a person he likes, he will definitely be admitted to Tianwu Academy, and he will be cultivated!

"Thank you Dean for your kindness!" Fei Han said as he clenched his hands into fists and raised his head to look at Qinghe.

"Okay, let's take him back to heal! The kid with the white sword is probably stunned, it's okay, but this kid is overdrawn in spirit! It's very dangerous, take him back to recuperate!" After speaking, Qinghe carved a palm print in the air, and a huge griffin broke through the sky, Qinghe soared into the air, riding the griffin back to the direction of the academy.

Fei Han picked up Ling Yu'er, followed the direction of the dean, and galloped away, muttering to himself from time to time, "Hmph, I finally woke up, I have been waiting for 16 years!"