Chapter 61: Submission!

"Am I garbage? Hehe. ”

"I'm a freshman in Pengwu, but it's only been three months.

has gone from a non-martial artist to the current peak martial artist.

Looking at you,

Sixty people, and there are still twenty who are not martial artists.

What's even more rubbish is that among the members of the sophomore year, there are some who are not as good as me.

Trash, I don't think you deserve it!

With such strength, it is also worthy of being called the first organization of Pengwu?

I think if it weren't for my sister's five-grade invincible,

With such a martial arts club, it is impossible to enter the top ten of the school. ”

Jo Ann didn't hide the disappointment on her face.

He was genuinely disappointed, very disappointed.

Qiao An could feel that Bai Xue really cared about the Martial Arts Club.

It was precisely because of this that he was even more disappointed when he saw that the members of the martial arts club were so weak.

But his disappointment, in the eyes of the other members, was a full-level mockery.

In the conference room, the members who were already dissatisfied with the relationship Joan as the vice president are now completely mad.

"Joan, don't talk about it. There's a kind of you who come and fight me to see if it's your garbage or my garbage. ”

Duan Yongming, a second-grade martial artist in his sophomore year, roared angrily.

"Duan Yongming, don't mess around!"

Zhou Hui dissuaded, although she also felt that Qiao An's was excessive. But Joan is Bai Xue's younger brother after all. He must not be allowed to have an accident in the martial arts club.

"Huh, heads-up? I'm garbage, you're garbage.

If you are not convinced, you can go together. ”

Qiao An didn't take Duan Yongming of the second grade in his eyes at all.

Three months ago, when he first joined the special training class, he had already killed the Illuminati martial artists of the Second Rank Realm.

Now that three months have passed, all his tactics have reached the Dacheng realm, and compared with three months ago, his strength has changed drastically.

An ordinary second-rank martial artist has long been no threat to him.

Unless, the other party has also mastered the tactics of the Dacheng Realm.

But this group of people, maybe.

"Qiao An, you are too crazy, I will teach you a lesson today, and let you know that seniors need to be respected."

Before Duan Yongming's words fell, a low-grade battle method [Fire Fist] that was about to reach the realm had already blasted into Qiao An's chest.

"It's too weak."

Feeling the power of Qi and blood in Duan Yongming's fist, Qiao An's face was even more disappointed.

The strength of the qi and blood of a second-grade martial artist is originally higher than that of the first-grade. However, the qi and blood power of Duan Yongming's punch, in Qiao An's feelings, was much weaker than the qi and blood power of the [Meteor Burst] he used in the early stage of the first-rank martial artist three months ago.

Qiao An didn't even bother to use the battle method, and directly kicked Duan Yongming with the [Basic Leg Method] in the Dacheng period.

Rumble......

Qiao An kicked Duan Yongming in the chest, and his whole person was directly kicked and hung on the wall, like a realistic painting of the human body.

It hung for three seconds before it slipped.

"It's too weak, you're a blood pig. There is no qi and blood, and there is no skill. ”

Joan asked suspiciously.

He felt that Duan Yongming, who was now a sophomore, was inferior to most of the members of the special training class in terms of tactics and skills.

"Joan, you're deceiving people too much. Let's go together! ”

Duan Yongming covered his heart and got up from the ground.

The others saw that Duan Yongming, who was the second grade, was not Qiao An's enemy, and they no longer thought about whether the siege would be embarrassing, and the qi and blood in their bodies were running, and they swarmed towards Qiao An.

"Siege? Fengshen legs, but he is the best at group frames. ”

Looking at the crowd rushing over, Joan did not panic.

Qi and blood follow the route of the wind god's legs, condensing to the feet.

Suddenly, on either side of his feet, there was a faint breeze.

"The fifth style of the wind god legs, the wind scroll building remnant!"

Qiao Anxin muttered silently, his feet interlaced with each other, and the next moment, his body spun rapidly, and there was a strong wind condensing around him, and he seemed to have become the eye of the wind.

Of the 50 calories of qi and blood power in the body, 140 calories of qi and blood power spread into the surrounding wind, dyeing the entire wind a pale red.

Whew, whew......

The sound of the howling wind echoed in the conference room.

All the members of my martial arts club who rushed towards Qiao An, before they could react to what was going on, the people had already been swept up by the wind and automatically rotated around Qiao An.

And this time, the legs that have been hidden in the wind seem to have eyes, and they are accurately pointed at each member.

Zhou Hui, Xiang Fusheng and others, who were standing on the sidelines, found that in the pale red wind, there were figures flying upside down, and they were bombarded against the wall, and they did not fall.

But none of them were hurt.

Wind God Leg Qiao An has reached the Dacheng Realm, and he can now be perfect at controlling the six-style Wind God Leg Combat Method.

It's just a simple way to control the force, but it's just the meaning.

"I'm a freshman who has only been enrolled for three months, so I'm going to knock you all down.

Now, do you still think you're not trash? ”

Qiao An looked condescendingly at the members of the martial arts club lying on the ground.

"You!"

Duan Yongming and the others were aggrieved in their hearts, but as the generals of the defeated army, how could they speak bravely. I could only stare at Qiao Ann with a red face.

Zhou Hui was already dumbfounded.

Xiang Fusheng, Hu Ze and Ye Hao were not too shocked, they had known that Qiao An was powerful in the past three months, but what surprised them a little was that the members of the Martial Arts Club of the First Society of Pengwu would be so vulnerable.

The mood of eagerness to join the martial arts club before disappeared unconsciously.

"You want to be garbage for the rest of your life, trampled under your feet for the rest of your life, and looked down upon for the rest of your life."

Qiao An's gaze swept over the faces of Duan Yongming and the others, and suddenly shouted, "Tell me!" ”

Everyone who originally lowered their heads, when they heard Qiao An's words, they all raised their heads.

"No, I don't want to be garbage."

Duan Yongming and the others roared neatly.

"Fortunately, you still have blood, then you can still be saved."

Joan had a faint smile on her face.

"Today, I, Qiao An, am the vice president of this martial arts club, and I will not allow the martial arts club to continue like this.

As long as you can maintain this blood, I can guarantee that for half a year at most, there will be no non-martial artists in the martial arts community.

I can guarantee that even if my sister graduates a year later, she will still be able to maintain the status of the first club of the Martial Arts Society. ”

JoAnn domineering.

Zhou Hui's eyes fell on Qiao An, and there was an inexplicable glint in her eyes.

Liu Yang's eyes were full of admiration.

Xiang Fusheng and Ye Zhen Hu Ze also looked at Qiao An in surprise.

"President Qiao, if you can really do it, from now on, we will always serve you."

Duan Yongming and other members of the Martial Arts Society, who were still lying on the ground, were all shocked, and there was heat in their eyes.

No one wants to be garbage, and there is no fool, and the students who can be admitted to the three famous schools are at least 600 points of culture.

They were able to tell if JoAnn was bragging or genuinely confident.

"Minister Zhou Hui, you're from the Department of Business Administration and Art, right?"

Qiao An rolled her eyes and looked at Zhou Hui.

"Ah, I am."

Panic flashed in Zhou Hui's eyes, and his cheeks turned red. Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network