The Holy Child's Gate was running on the highway carrying a boulder weighing a thousand catties.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with the weight and immediately threw the boulder out.

"Boom!" The boulder smashed into the ground and split in half.

The saint was cautious, he just threw the stone out, and the force was not enough to break the stone in half.

The dust was flying, and a young man with short maroon hair walked out with a sword in his hand. "You're a saint?"

"Who are you?" Shengzhimen clenched his fists, bowed down slightly, and assumed a fighting posture.

The boy did not answer him, and stuck his sword aside. appeared in front of the Holy Child's Gate in an instant, and blasted his lower abdomen with a punch!

The Holy Childlet reacted in time, forcibly twisted his waist, and narrowly dodged the punch.

"So fast!" He was surprised and immediately slammed a side fist into the young man's temple.

Who knew that the young man ignored him, and directly turned around and hit him with a heavy elbow on the side! Not only did he perfectly dodge the punch of the Holy Child, but he also crashed him into the guardrail on the side of the road!

"Ahem...... Strangers? "The waist is a very fragile place in the human body, and it is very uncomfortable for the Holy Child's Gate to be hit hard.

He staggered to his feet with one hand on his waist and the other on the guardrail. Just now he could clearly see a glimmer of gold flash on the boy's elbow as he hit him.

The boy did not take the opportunity to attack, but looked at his palm. "Sorry, I shot a little harder. Because I'm not very good at power, I've just blessed it with an ability. ”

"Who the hell are you?" The Holy Infant Gate asked with a frown.

"You're very physical, but you've reached a point where you can shift your focus to grappling skills." The boy glanced at the boulder, "If you continue to practice like this, you won't make much progress." ”

Shengzhimen thought about it, he had indeed entered a bottleneck period recently, although his strength was enough to fight against the Corpse King, but how could this be enough for him?

"Just like just now, there was a slight shift in my footsteps when I attacked, obviously to turn around, and you didn't notice it, thinking that I used my old move to attack, but it was completely useless." The boy said, and even showed him the little step shift again.

The Holy Childish Gate suddenly realized and bowed his hand to him, "I have been taught." ”

The young man waved his hand, "You practice more martial arts skills, and then it's best to go out and practice, only walking between life and death is the fastest way to improve your strength." After saying that, the boy drew his sword and disappeared with a dodge.

"None of these students in the Super Academy are weak, but they are still too young." An Ran stood in front of the city gate of the Super Energy Academy and looked up at the city wall.

In the past two days, he has fought against many people in the super energy department of the martial arts department, and he has given others some guidance.

The progress of the students is very great, and even when An Ran fought Xuanyuan for the second time, he was really confused by his illusion for a moment, although the time was very short, it was enough to prove that Xuanyuan's progress was amazing.

After all, the gap between Enron and Xuanyuan's realm is there.

"Let's go." An Ran carried his sword on his back, stepped on a gust of wind and drifted into the distance.

But what he didn't notice was that not long after he left, Qin Youmeng poked his head out of the city wall, looked around, and then disappeared.

After Yan Ranxue followed them, she stared at her with an inquiring eye from time to time, making her hairs stand on end, and she was always in a state of horror.

And the little black cat has been nesting in Yan Ranxue's arms, squinting and dozing. Still, he could see the smile that flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Even a cat is better off than herself! He was very depressed.

After Zhou Xueya woke up, she had no memory of what she was out of control, and she was still that simple girl. A few people don't care about this matter, it is estimated that only Wang Sheng knows what is going on, anyway, they only need to catch Zhou Xueya when she loses control.

With Yan Dyed Snow here, there is nothing difficult about this matter.

Zhou Xueya's strength has improved a little after waking up, and she is already invincible in the realm of the Corpse King, but there is still a distance from the Corpse Emperor.

"Boom!" There was a faint sound of battle in the distance, and Zhou Xueya, who was resting, immediately raised her head. "Shall we go over and have a look?" She looked at Zang Renliang, who came out this time as her nominal leading teacher, of course she had to ask for his opinion.

He yawned, he had already discovered the situation over there, but he was too lazy to care.

As soon as he wanted to refuse, he felt a cold light fall on him. As soon as he turned around, he saw Yan Ranxue holding the little black cat and staring at him expressionlessly.

Although Yan Ranxue usually has no expression, she just feels that she looks at her differently.

"We're just here to protect you, and it's up to you to decide what to do." He spoke helplessly, he understood the meaning in Yan Ranxue's eyes.

"Oh." Zhou Xueya thought for a moment, "Then let's go over and have a look." With that, she grabbed her knife and ran over there, faster than even her Phantom motorcycle!

However, her motorcycle and the ghost sports car of the good man disappeared long after she lost control.

She didn't wait for a few people, and of course, it was impossible to get rid of a few people at her speed.

"Brother Chi, are you okay? Hahahaha! "A young man wearing a white robe embroidered with a crane on it made a Tai Chi gesture and was easily entangled with a corpse king.

He also took time to laugh at the boy with a lollipop in his mouth not far away.

That young man's opponent was also a corpse king, and his fighting style was different from that of the young man in the robe. Both fists turned into iron fists, and there was a "bang" sound when they smashed on the corpse king.

"Cut, pay attention to yourself, don't capsize in the gutter." The young man with the iron fist shouted at the young man in the robe.

There is also a girl in a pink skirt, who is not weaker than the two teenagers, and is also fighting with a corpse king.

A young man in a cyan robe sat cross-legged on a rock, and he sat in a very particular position, the same distance from each battlefield, ready to support anyone.

In fact, it didn't make much sense for him to do this, because he clearly knew the strength of the three of them, and with these few corpse kings, they couldn't pose a threat.

"Yuexin, if you let the Corpse King escape, the assessment will be considered a failure." The young man in the green robe said softly to the girl in the pink skirt.

"Don't worry, Brother Jingyue, with my strength, did it run?" The girl turned her head and smiled sweetly at the green-robed young man, not afraid of the Corpse King's sneak attack.

If the Corpse King dares to sneak attack, it will only be the one who suffers. This is the girl's absolute confidence in her own strength.

"Isn't this just running?" In the face of the girl's sweet smile, the boy was expressionless, but motioned for the girl to look back.

"Hahahaha! Pleasing to the heart, makes you arrogant, right? The robed boy couldn't help laughing.

The Ironfist Boy laughed as well. But the movements in the hands of the two did not stop, but they became more ruthless, as if they wanted to quickly resolve the battle.