Ye Qingyu is out of the customs.

This news seemed to have wings and quickly spread throughout the first-year area of White Deer Academy, and to this day, many people still can't forget the incident three months ago.

On that day, a guy who was not ranked in the top fifty in the overall list, with two guns, broke through the genius in the list of ten people who were high, scuttled six rings, defeated Qin Wushuang, and broke through the peak of the Mortal Martial Realm in one fell swoop......

The events of that day sound like a myth.

Many people still feel shocked when they think about the events of that day, and they have a feeling of blood boiling.

And today, the guy who created the myth has ended the period of facing the wall and is finally out of the customs.

Three months have passed, and I wonder what this guy has become now?

Ninety days of facing the wall, will it change this strong and arrogant guy?

All of a sudden, there were many students from the White Deer Academy, intentionally or unintentionally, who gathered near the exit passage of the Siguo Academy, all looking at something......

Bang Dang!

The black door densely covered with rune formations opened.

Countless eyes were watching.

Under the sun, the bearded young man walked out, his long black hair hung down to his thighs, and the holster of the gun more than a meter long was tied behind his back, looking much haggard and thinner, and the eyes under the sword eyebrows, the essence that had flashed arbitrarily in the past seemed to have been restrained a little.

"It's out!"

"It's Ye Qingyu!"

"It looks a little down!"

"After all, he has been locked up for three months, and he has no guidance for more than ninety days, and there are no necessary cultivation resources, I guess, Ye Qingyu's strength has not improved much!"

"Yes, it's not very easy to cultivate in the courtyard!"

"Hey, hey, look over there, Qin Wushuang's people have appeared, led by Quan Yalin...... I believe that the second stop of the stunning double wall in the first grade is estimated to start soon!"

The students were talking.

Unconsciously, many people must admit that Ye Qingyu has become one of the focuses of attention, and the students couldn't help but focus their eyes on him when they saw Ye Qingyu coming out of the courtyard for the first time.

But it's just a look from afar.

offended almost the entire academy's aristocratic group, it was a thorn in the side of countless people, the more dazzling Ye Qingyu is now, the more no one dares to be friends with him, the turmoil caused by that incident, after three months, how much more can it be dull?

Nobody knows.

There are even some students who are eager to try at this moment, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past three months, and they are lacking a good opportunity to prove themselves, if they can defeat Ye Qingyu, they can not only please the aristocratic group, but also become famous, wouldn't it be fame and fortune?

Of all the people, there is only one person who is out of the list—

"Brother Qingyu!!"

Little Lori Song Xiaojun jumped up and down, cheering and rushing towards Ye Qingyu.

She didn't have the slightest scruples, nor did she have any fears, she was completely excited from the heart, like seeing an old friend's fawn, filled with unconcealable joy and excitement.

"Brother Qingyu, you have finally been released!" Little Lori took Ye Qingyu's hand, jumping and jumping, and enjoying herself.

Ye Qingyu touched Little Lori's head dotingly, she was infected by her happiness, and a smile appeared on her face.

When others saw this scene, their feelings were also a little complicated.

is different from Ye Qingyu, who has always been 'cold', little Lori Song Xiaojun is cute and simple, as crystal cute as a jade doll, no matter who she is, she is very enthusiastic, helpful, has no bad intentions, and has made a lot of friends.

And she is also the first grade leader Wang Yan is optimistic about the candidate, the hidden talent is very outstanding, the enrollment of more than four months, gradually emerged, the strength of the rapid growth, attracted the attention of many groups, in the first grade of the popularity is very good.

But many people know that although Song Xiaojun has many friends, there is only one best friend-

Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu, who had almost no friends among the more than 2,000 people in the entire first grade.

Many people don't understand why Ye Qingyu and Song Xiaojun became friends, because these two people, whether they are in terms of background, temperament, style of action, and cultivation direction, they are so incompatible, they are completely two paths.

Some people envy Ye Qingyu because he got the most genuine friendship of Song Xiaojun, an innocent and cute little Lori.

There are also people who envy Song Xiaojun, because she got the truest friendship of Ye Qingyu, a powerful and domineering demon king with terrifying strength.

For the sake of Ye Qingyu, Song Xiaojun did not hesitate to spend valuable credits to exchange for the useless right to think about walking in the hospital.

And for the sake of Song Xiaojun, Ye Qingyu rushed to the crown in a rage, and one person and two guns pierced the entire first-grade aristocratic group, trampling on Qin Wushuang, the high-ranking son of the City Lord's Mansion......

Such a friendship is the envy of countless students.

It's a pity that many people can only envy, but they can never get it.

In the crowd in the distance, Song Qingluo also watched this scene with a little envy.

As the only student who saved her qualification in the ten-person roster challenge three months ago, Song Qingluo became the goddess of countless male students in the first year with her beautiful and stunning appearance, outstanding martial arts talent, and wealthy family status.

She is the envy of many people.

But at this time, Song Qingluo was really a little envious of her stupid cousin.

A complicated expression flashed in Song Qingluo's beautiful eyes, and she finally became serious, as if she had made some decision, her red lips opened slightly, and she called out Song Xiaojun's name......

Distance.

Song Xiaojun, who was smiling like a lark, heard Song Qingluo's voice, and suddenly seemed to be petrified, his expression instantly fell lonely, and he gently let go of the hand holding Ye Qingyu......

Looking back, I saw my cousin's stern and unquestioning eyes.

"Brother Qingyu, I have something to do, I'll go first......" Little Lori looked at Ye Qingyu with an apologetic face, like a little white flower that had been beaten by frost.

Ye Qingyu looked at Song Qingluo in the distance, then at the wilted little Lori, nodded, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Little Lori reluctantly waved away.

Seeing that she was far away, standing timidly in front of her cousin, Song Qingluo took advantage of her face to say a few words, and then pulled Xiao Lori and left without looking back......

Ye Qingyu smiled and didn't say anything.

He knew why Song Qingluo was in a hurry to pull Song Xiaojun away.

Compared with the cute and simple Song Xiaojun, Song Qingluo is obviously more suitable to become the helmsman of the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce in the future, thinking carefully and doing things vigorously, never dragging mud and water, but ...... Is it really happy to think so much at a young age?

Ye Qingyu ignored the gazes projected around him and walked towards the dormitory.

Just walked a few steps......

Shout!

In the midst of the sound of breaking the air, a strong wind blew in his face.

Ye Qingyu raised his hand.

The crimson gilt challenge sticker is sandwiched between the index and ring fingers.

His eyebrows jumped, and he looked at the few aristocratic students who came out of the crowd.

Quan Yalin walked in front, with a deliberately pretended arrogance and pride on his face, and sneered: "Three days later, in the No. 1 ring, Senior Brother Wushuang will challenge you to fight the winner." ”

Ye Qingyu did not speak.

Quan Yalin smiled coldly and said, "Why? Don't dare? It seems that you should also know that Senior Brother Wushuang's strength has risen greatly, and he has adventures, and he has risen like a divine dragon, which is not comparable to a lowly pariah like you......"

The voice did not fall.

Shout!

Ye Qingyu's wrist flicked.

The crimson challenge sticker was like red lightning, cutting through the void, grazing Quan Yalin's forehead and flying over, snorting and sinking into a rockery twenty meters away......

Quan Yalin's body suddenly stiffened, his mouth grew long, his sneer froze on his face, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable horror.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead.

A breeze blows.

Hair falls.

A large piece of hair on Quan Yalin's left side, Qi Gen fell out, revealing Bai Sensen's scalp, as if it had been shaved off by the sharpest razor, without hurting the slightest scalp, neatly and neatly......

Countless eyes fell on Kwon Yalin's head, and then looked at the rockery in the distance.

On the rockery, there is a gap.

The paper challenge sticker was the lightest, softest and weakest, and it was extremely difficult to exert force like a goose feather, but between Ye Qingyu's shaking hands, it was completely submerged in the hard rock, leaving only a hair-like gap, like a divine weapon cutting......

At this moment, countless gasps rang out.

Ye Qingyu's hand instantly frightened the courage of countless people.

Especially those students who thought that they had made a breakthrough in their strength in the past three months, and deceived Ye Qingyu for not being able to complete the systematic cultivation in the Thinking Academy, and wanted to find an opportunity to treat Ye Qingyu as a stepping stone, at this moment, their ambition was like a flame that had been poured cold water, and it was completely extinguished before it could be burned!

Whether it was the subtle manipulation shown by shaving off Quan Yalin's hair, or the terrifying power displayed by the paper into the hard stone, it was not something that ordinary Lingquan Realm martial artists could have.

To what extent has Ye Qingyu's strength grown in the past three months?

Many people were stupefied at this moment.

Ye Qingyu glanced at everyone around.

No one dared to make eye contact with him.

If in the past three months, Qin Wushuang had grown rapidly and risen like a glowing god king that could not be forced, then Ye Qingyu, who came out of the Black Thinking Courtyard, showed the terrifying deterrence and destructive power of a demon king at this moment, which was also not something they could face.

The wind is blowing.

Ye Qingyu's black hair flew like a black terrifying flame burning.

Step by step, he stepped out of the crowd.

The students looked at his back, their faces still unconcealable with horror.

"If your subordinates are defeated, you must have the consciousness of your subordinates' defeated generals," Ye Qingyu's voice came from the end of the road from afar: "Qin Wushuang wants to challenge me, just let him come in person, always let a group of dogs bark, aren't you afraid that I will break the dog's legs?"

The words fell.

The figure vanished.

Everyone was silent.

Quan Yalin and a group of aristocratic students were like mourners.

Half an hour later.

A student's eyes suddenly burned with a burning light, and he whispered, "It's so strong...... Ye Qingyu's strength, against those Qingluan students, he will definitely not lose, right?"

A word woke up countless people.

"Yes, Ye Qingyu is definitely qualified to fight with those arrogant and domineering Qingluan students!"

"Yes, yes, Ye Qingyu is a demon king of the mixed world who initiates a surge without scruples, he will not be like those noble students, burdened by fame, caring for feathers, afraid of failure, shrinking up and not fighting!"

"If Ye Qingyu can really fight for the White Deer Academy, then I will only serve him from now on!"

"The vicissitudes of the sea show the true character of the hero, this time, whoever stands up is the hero!"

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