"Damn, how can any freshman use a thunder cannon." Looking at the crushing thunder cannon, a cold sweat broke out on Polke's forehead.

As a teacher of the far moon, how could he not know the power of chanting and chanting, breaking through the twelve, and thunder artillery.

Chanting is divided into three types: Breaking the Path, Binding the Path, and Returning the Path, which represent attack, defense, and healing, respectively. The power is divided according to the size of the ranking, and those who shout to twelve like this are directly listed as forbidden telekinesis in ordinary cities.

The power of ordinary thunder artillery can blow up a house, like this is several times larger than ordinary, you can imagine its power, in case it is hit, not to mention anything else, there are no bones left, and you can't make a human figure if you want to bury it.

At this moment, he no longer had to worry about why a freshman was able to master chanting, and it was such a powerful thunder artillery.

At the critical moment of life and death, it was impossible to avoid the front, back, left and right, and in an emergency, Polk could only condense his qi on his feet and jump upwards vigorously, directly avoiding the attack range of the thunder artillery.

The huge thunder cannon hit the wall, and there was no loud bang as Polk imagined, blowing up the entire wall, leaving a circular black circle on the wall, and the power was not even comparable to the fireworks.

Seeing this, Pok couldn't understand that he was being tricked by this little ghost in front of him.

At this time, Ivan put his hands on Pock, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

"Ten fingers piercing." After saying that, Ivan's fingertips burst open, revealing his phalanges, and burst out of the air, like bullets, hissing in the air.

"Food Awakening?" Looking at Ivan's movements, Pokke's pupils contracted violently.

If it is said that opening the mindfulness requires the qualification of one in a million, then the food awakening is one in a million, and the average person needs to cultivate the mindfulness to an extreme in order to awaken the food cells in the body and carry out the food awakening, and this road has failed a lot.

Compared with the difficulties and dangers of others, like Ivan, it is equivalent to being born at the end of someone else's life, this rare talent is destined to be extraordinary in the future, and all of them are worthy of boasting of the existence of the academy.

However, the bone bullet that broke through the air was too late for him to think about it.

"Stream." With a shout, the qi in Poke's body burst out, forming a flowing protective shield on the surface of his body, directly rebounding the bone bullet that came over, and instantly the bone bullet submerged into the surrounding walls.

"Ranlu, prepare on the left." Ivan looked at the falling Pock and spoke to Ranlu.

"Understood." Ran Lu put away his surprised expression, his hands emitted heat again, and he rushed to the left.

During the time of the fall, there is no relay point and there is no other action at all, just like a live target, and there is only one chance to snatch back the admission letter from Bock's hands.

Ivan understands that even if he and Ran Lu fight to the death, they will probably hurt one of Poke's hair, and the difference in strength is so big, whether it is the size of the body qi or the actual combat experience, all of them will be crushed.

The only way to break through is to use Pock's light enemy to attack with a wave of concentrated fire, so that Poke can't move for a short time, how to not move, the answer is mid-air.

As a dead end, the only escape route is from above, as long as the front is blocked, and the remaining strength of Pok in mid-air is consumed, then the plan is basically successful.

But how to force Polk into the air, Ivan thought of the thunder artillery, and as an instructor, Polk must know the power of the thunder artillery.

Knowing the power of the thunder cannon, then he will definitely be afraid, Ivan knows that the qi in his body can release a thunder cannon, which is already considered the favoritism of the goddess of luck.

However, when it came to the range of Pock's strength, using his blind spot in thinking, there was a great probability that he would not be able to think that the thunder artillery could still be faked, so Ivan decided to take a gamble.

Starting with the Thunder artillery at the beginning, everything went according to Ivan's plan, and it was clear that it was close to success, only the last step was missing.

A punch, Ranlu's aggressive punch slammed into Pock's abdomen, making a muffled thud as Ivan's hand reached for the acceptance letter.

Ran Lu felt as if his fist had been hit in the water, and the power was completely unloaded, and when he looked carefully, he found that the fist stopped at a position about a centimeter away from Poke's abdomen, and could no longer go deeper.

"How far is it? You two imps. Pork grabbed Ivan's outstretched wrist with one hand and sneered.

Almost all the plans have to be done at this moment.

"Not necessarily." Ivan laughed, and suddenly, the bones of his hand broke through the flesh of his palm and stretched out towards the admission letter.

Bock, sensing the anomaly, let go of Ivan's wrist and leaped backwards, distancing himself from it.

"I really can't let up in the face of you at any time." Polk looked at Ivan and Ranro with excitement, originally thinking it was just a boring game, but now he was interested in the game.

"Next, let's get the game on." Pock handsomely put the admission letter in his mouth, and looked at Ivan and Ran Lu with a serious face, he hadn't met such a newcomer for a long time, and began to look forward to the next snatch.

The fire just now was unsuccessful, as for the next, there is no chance of success at all, in the state of silver-level laxity, I have never played with others, and now I am serious, what are you playing, I don't have the strength to turn the table and start over, plus Bock bit the admission letter handsomely, and when he thought that the admission letter was stained with an uncle's saliva, in an instant, Ivan did not have any mood to study Yuanyue.

"Forget it, let's give up this year, let's change to another school next year, it's not just Yuanyue, other schools shouldn't have such a perverted admission test, and the admission letter is stained with saliva, which feels a little disgusting." Ivan said to Ran Lu with a nonchalant expression.

"Well, that's the only way to go, work hard to train yourself after you go back, so that you can meet new challenges with a stronger self." After thinking seriously for a few seconds, Ran Lu clenched his fist.

The two of them are still young, and they are not bad for this year, at most they will go back to repeat their studies for a year, and then sign up for another school.

He himself knew very well about Ran Lu's strength, and when he hadn't applied for Yuanyue Academy, there were already other gastronomic colleges that extended an olive branch to him, but he wanted to try to see if he could climb to the top with his own efforts, but if he couldn't, he would just change to a school that was almost there.

Besides, the biological reconstruction department that Ivan studied, at the beginning, it was just to read more books, and if you want to get in touch with the extinction biological reconstruction technology, I am afraid that you will have to stay up for a few years, buy a few more books, and self-study at home is not too much, it doesn't matter, as for the rest, the golden finger is in hand, and you don't need to enter the academy to study, maybe you will grow faster.

"Uh......" Polk was suddenly stunned, for the sudden change in the style of painting in front of him, he suddenly felt that his head was not enough, the freshman who failed the test before, which one was not crying and shouting, with a look of regret, he had never seen such a strange style of painting, and he hadn't failed the test yet, and he was going home.

"No, I should have released the water just now." Bock thought of the test just now, according to the plan he should release water to the people he thought were qualified to enter the school, according to the strength of these two people, he should have released water just now, but a wave of concentrated fire attacked, he was too excited to completely forget about the release of water.

"I keep in touch when I get home."

"Yes, I'll write to you."

The two walked as they talked, and suddenly Ivan stopped and turned around and walked back.

The scene in front of him made Poke think that they had changed their minds, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, no one can resist the charm of the Far Moon Academy, it is the treasure of the Ezhen Continent, the pearl in the crown, wait for the test to release the water, well... Play for five minutes before being waterproof. ”

"Well, excuse me, I'll take my luggage." Ignoring Pock's hard-earned determination, Ivan picked up his luggage and prepared to leave.

One turned around, but saw an old man standing at the door of the alley, not tall, with a round belly, squinting eyes, and a kind face, that is, he looked like a potato essence standing in front of you.

Name: Azor Bourbon

Skill: Shura's murderous swordsmanship

Rank: Silver (Upper)\/ (Pseudo/Gold Lower)

The character who touched the silver-level ceiling even glimpsed a glimmer of gold-level dawn, but because of his age and qualifications, he stopped at the silver level, but there is no doubt that he is an unscrupulous old monster, if you despise him because of his appearance, you will definitely pay a painful price.