The other party is a casual cultivator,

Generally speaking, there are no sects in the five sects, and what they have learned is quite miscellaneous and difficult to achieve, and they can only change their fate by registering for the exams of the Purple Palace Academy and participating in the Ten Meetings, so they are all weak. In the past, even if they had a complete set of exercises, there was no way to respond to it, and their talents were suppressed, and it was impossible to achieve anything unless they met Bole or had an adventure.

However, since Emperor Yuanzong opened up the prosperous era and established the Purple Palace Academy, those geniuses who were left out of the people have been excavated, and those with good talents in casual cultivation have also returned.

And the way to discover these talents is very simple,

For example, today's cultivation is the Tang Dynasty Taoist Classics, and some of the secret fax swords of the sects have also been circulated in the world, and there is a library pavilion in each city of the Tang Dynasty for anyone to read at will, so as to help open the prosperous era.

As a result, the standard of casual practice has been greatly improved, especially for young people who have dreams.

As long as you are born in this world, anyone can pursue the avenue!

Of course, the level of casual cultivation is still far behind the disciples of the great sects, but at least they can get a chance in this era...... A chance to change your life!

Kong Qianlei raised his feet and took a step into the light rain.

The moment the pair of shoes that had walked through thousands of mountains and rivers but were still as clean as new fell to the ground, a chill emanated from his body, and when it met with water vapor, it turned into a faint white smoke.

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly followed behind, and said with his divine sense: "Now is not the time, these people will die sooner or later, but it can't be now, Mo Xiaoyao is still here!"

Kong Qianlei raised his hand and signaled him not to talk too much, and not to follow.

The middle-aged man stopped and watched him walk towards someone.

At this time, someone thought of his existence, after all, surrounded by white smoke, it is difficult for such a stylish style not to be noticed.

Several teachers sensed the same, their faces changed suddenly, and they all looked this way.

Later, more people discovered him, and they couldn't help but wonder in amazement, who was this person, and what method did he use?

He wanted to be the only light in the night, so cold and so eye-catching.

Except for a few pairs of disciples who were sparring, the rest of the people were looking at this side, as if they had agreed in advance.

Then there were also a few glances in the hall, all of them were Mr. Xi of the Purple Palace Academy who was drinking in the hall, or some disciples of the great sect who felt something.

Jin Yutang didn't look at this, he looked at these young people who looked outside the hall at the same time, and thought to himself that these are good children, it turns out that there are really so many geniuses in the Central Plains. Then I thought that there were still many geniuses in the sect who had not yet arrived......

Will there be so many masters in the future of the human world?

Kong Qianlei stepped on the bluestone, bathed in the light rain, and walked in front of the scattered cultivator.

The casual cultivator found that the other party was coming at him, and his expression became a little flustered.

What does this man want to do?

Kong Qianlei learned the movements of those people before, and made a jerky but very good salute, and the other party hurriedly returned the salute.

Kong Qianlei said: "When I see Daoist friends raising their hands and feet, they have the meaning of frost and snow, and it should also be a cold road." ”

The casual cultivator was very surprised and said, "I really specialize in the method of cold all the way down. ”

Kong Qianlei said: "Kong Qianlei of Kongjia Village, I want to ask Taoist friends for advice. ”

Sanxiu looked at the white mist on his body and was afraid, but since the other party had issued a war letter, and there were so many people watching on his side, if he didn't fight, he would be timid and afraid, which would affect his chances of joining a certain sect in the future.

So he stiffened his head and said, "Jiangnan Qiantang, please advise Daoyou." ”

The two came to a stone platform, Qian Tang took out his sword, and the ordinary iron sword emitted a cold sword intent, adding a little coldness in the light rain.

Some people in the crowd around him nodded slightly, thinking that this casual cultivation boy had a good talent, and he actually had a mid-grade spiritual transformation, and it seemed that he was about to reach the level of the top grade.

Then they looked at the other person, who was wrapped in a white mist, as if the immortal was there, but all of them did not feel any immortal intent, but instead had a feeling of fear.

Several teachers frowned even more, the white mist was strange, and with their eyesight, they couldn't see the other party's cultivation.

Kong Qianlei's expression remained unchanged, and his five fingers were lightly clenched into a fist.

He didn't have a blade, so he looked like he was supposed to be a kung fu guy with fists and feet.

Qian Tang took a deep breath, although he didn't know the details of the other party, he understood that he was not this person's opponent at all, not even an enemy of one move, if the other party made the first move, he would definitely lose.

Now he is not thinking about how to win, but how to hold on longer, and not lose ugly.

So he said slightly apologetically: "Don't blame fellow Daoist, I made the first move." ”

A sword light lit up, cutting through the curtain formed by the light rain, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the other party.

This is his strongest swordsmanship, and since he can't win, it's good to bring some wounds to the opponent's hands.

To be able to have such a speed is very rare in a casual cultivation at his age, and those teachings are even a little strange, why hasn't this young man been discovered earlier, so that he is still a casual cultivator with no sect and no sect?

Because of fear, he didn't spare his hand at all, and his sword moves were aimed at the point.

Qian Tang's sword came to Kong Qianlei's side, and the other party was still stunned to watch the sword stabbed in front of him, motionless, as if frozen.

Qian Tang's face turned pale in an instant, but he didn't expect the other party to dodge or block at all, and there should be no protective magic weapons under the thin clothes, or close-fitting soft armor and the like.

Could it be that he sought to fight with himself just to send him to death?

Don't pick on yourself if you want to die,

Who would dare to kill people here?

His mind was wandering, but the sword was full, and it was too late to put away the sword.

Seeing that Kong Qianlei was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, everyone in the audience was shocked, several teachers had already grown up, but how could they catch up?

Unless Mo Yao is by his side at this moment, no one can save him from danger.

Many female disciples even screamed, and the situation here also attracted the disciples of the other battle platforms, Chen Tang had already thought about taking this sword on behalf of the opponent and making an apology to the opponent first, and temporarily left the scene to heal the young man.

Just when everyone thought the next moment was going to be bloody.

only heard two crisp sounds, the young man named Kong Qianlei seemed to move, Qian Tang flew out upside down and landed under the stage, a blood stain flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fainted without even screaming.

The number of teachers fell in the middle of the room, and they were shocked.

A Purple Palace Academy student ran over and put two fingers between his neck to confirm that he was still alive, and nodded to the oldest teacher.

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a lot of awe in their eyes when they looked at Kong Qianlei.

The instructors glanced at each other, and they all saw what had just been sent.

Kong Qianlei punched the iron sword and Qian Tang's lower abdomen with great speed, breaking the iron sword and stunting the opponent at the same time, and the strength was just right.

The point is that this is just right!

In such a short time, almost faster than the blink of an eye, so fast that people almost thought it was an illusion.

With such speed and so precision, they asked themselves if they couldn't do it.

But these are secondary, and what shocked them the most was that he used the same hand for both punches!

And looking at the way he looks, he doesn't seem to be using all his strength at all!

What does this mean?

Feng Xiaohan's power was highly concentrated before, and it directly broke through Liang Jiuye's sword momentum, which was shocking, but it was also within everyone's comprehension, but such a speed was ......

The oldest teacher saw it very clearly, and the other party only had the point of consummation, that is, a half-step collapse.

The vitality poured into the qiorifice, but it was not ignited~

What is he waiting for?

How did he get to this point as a casual cultivator?

The level of vitality contained in that punch was clearly only the level of vitality of the Cave Realm, why could it exert such an amazing power?

With these questions, he glanced at Kong Qianlei and wanted to get an answer.

I don't know if he didn't understand what the other party meant, or if he didn't want to explain, Kong Qianlei's gaze fell on the crowd watching the battle, and his fingertips pointed at one person in the air.

"Kong Qianlei of Kongjia Village, I want to ask Taoist friends for advice. ”