1499: The Great Tribulation begins

Doesn't the imperial court want geniuses?

The chief disciple of our academy sent it to you, okay?

The name is like this, what is the actual situation, everyone is clear in their hearts.

The imperial court is naturally very dissatisfied with this, but there is nothing it can do. Now that the demons are in turmoil, the imperial court still needs to rely on these sects, families and other forces that can gather a large number of martial artists, and dare not be too persecutive.

So, the chief disciple ...... This kind of name later became the best opportunity for a scattered martial artist to advance.

Then again, in Qingzhou Academy.

Warriors like Qi Yang are all second-generation, with a family behind them, and they don't lack anything, so they can't work for the imperial court, so they naturally don't want to go to the imperial city.

A martial artist like Meng Yuntao, the sect behind him, has a complicated relationship, is taught by his master and brother, and there is no shortage of martial arts, etc., of course, he is not willing to go.

Other sporadic scattered martial artists are not as good as Yan Yu, and it is naturally reasonable for him to take this title.

Combined with Yan Yu's potential and strength, everyone also understands why he is unwilling to stay here and join a certain family or a certain sect.

The biggest and strongest force in the world, isn't it the imperial court, to put it bluntly?

If you talk about others, I'm afraid that you were just cannon fodder in the past, but if Yan Yu used it...... I'm afraid that it will be treated as a baby and focused on training.

The pros and cons are clear to anyone who has a little brain.

Yan Yu spent so much effort to take the position of the chief disciple who was not welcomed, in fact, just to save trouble.

If he simply and rudely challenged them one by one and subdued them, it would be too laborious, and it would have a great impact on his reputation.

Now, with a simple design, it is easy to take it without waves, and it has not left a lot of criticism.

After watching the excitement, everyone talked about retreating, wanting to go back and digest what they had realized from it and transform it into their own experience.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the crowd: "I object. ”

"Zhou Haimei?"

When everyone heard the voice, they caught a glimpse of the person coming, and they couldn't help but show a strange look on their faces.

What if you're not convinced?

You must know that as soon as Yan Yu entered the door, the first person to hit him was you. The dean just announced that you are here to dismantle the stage, even if you have a good background, but it's a bit too much, right?

Yan Yu couldn't help but muttered in his heart, he didn't understand why Zhou Haimei came out at this juncture, it didn't make sense.

At the same time, he quietly swept the taskbar.

Mission: Invincible Posture 2 (Completed)

Suppress Tianjiao, and point the sword at his peers.

The world's best men, who is the best?

Become the chief student of Qingzhou University.

Completion Reward: Skill Point Exchange Card*1

Failure Penalty: None

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Mission: Invincible Posture 3

Suppress Tianjiao, and point the sword at his peers.

The world's best men, who is the best?

Not only must you pass the imperial court assessment.

I want to become the brightest boy of my generation!

Completion Reward: Win or Lose Card*1

Failure Penalty: None

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The referee looked at him: "Yan Yu, you ......"

If Yan Yu didn't care, they arranged it by the way, and the two would have another competition. On the contrary, just ignore Zhou Haimei.

In short, the referee's words were just casual remarks, and even if someone objected, it would not actually change the decision announced by the university.

"It doesn't matter. Yan Yu nodded, signaling that he could fight against him.

If this was not the case with the third mission, he would not have had so much effort to fight his defeated generals again, because it would not make any sense at all.

But now, if he wants to complete this task, he must enter the imperial court, and if he doesn't settle Zhou Haimei now, there will inevitably be some rumors in the future.

Leveling her left and right, it doesn't take much effort, and Yan Yu doesn't matter.

Zhou Haimei didn't talk nonsense, stepped onto the stage, and stared at Yan Yu with gritted teeth: "The ninth time." ”

“???”

Yan Yu looked confused about this.

And then...... Cleanly slapped her and walked away.

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Return to your accommodation.

Yan Yu locked the door, and a blue card appeared in his hand.

Skill Point Redemption Cards.

If you use items, you will get 1~30 skill points randomly

Yan Yu's luck is not bad, and he has gained 16* skill points. The Extreme Thunder Xuanjian was raised from level twenty-five to full level thirty, and the Purple Lightning Thunder Striker was raised from level ten to level twenty-one.

After soothing for a while, he gradually got used to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and couldn't help but think of what Zhou Haimei said just now - the ninth time.

What do you mean?

And now that I recall it, Zhou Haimei seemed to be in a very unstable mental state at that time, with a kind of tiredness, anxiety, and even panic and helplessness?

This kind of thing should not appear on martial artists, especially those who have passed the door of the first layer and come to the level of the Gangsha Realm. Each of them has their own goals and confidence in their own strength.

These emotions are very similar to a little girl who is in love, suffering from gains and losses, or has never been out of the ivory tower, silly and sweet.

"Something is wrong, there is a problem. ”

Yan Yu poured down the tea, left the residence with a solemn face, and hurried towards the medical hall.

He knew what would happen next, Yan Yu was not a person from this world, and his way of thinking would not be limited, and in just a moment, N conjectures appeared in his head.

But to sum up, all the conjectures are related to the upcoming Qingzhou catastrophe.

"Perhaps, it's the prelude to the overture?"

Yan Yu crossed the threshold, swept his eyes, and quickly found Zhou Haimei, originally her injuries were almost better, but this time she couldn't do anything, and a few more wounds were added to her body.

Is it really her?

He chuckled in his heart, and what he saw with his yin and yang eyes was the unconscious Zhou Haimei, with bruised facial features, and runes with a thick bloody aura printed on his face.

It's just that the current Zhou Haimei still has a beam of blue light at the center of her eyebrows, protecting her consciousness from being eroded by these runes.

It's a pity that the blue light has dimmed for a few minutes, like a candle in the wind, as if it may be extinguished at any time in the next moment.

Mission: Shadow

You notice that Zhou Haimei's situation is unusual.

Innate special abilities that allow you to see that she is in danger.

Linked to the foreboding that was born in your shadows, you feel that if you save her.

...... Maybe you can get some news from her.

Completion Reward: 20 * Skill Points

Failure Penalty: Death

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"At the beginning of the Great Tribulation, this was the beginning. ”

Yan Yu muttered, came to her bedside, and stared condescendingly at Zhou Haimei in a coma, her face was very bad, and the runes on her face seemed to be a little brighter.

So, the question is, how can we help?

Yan Yu hesitated for a long time, came to the door of the house, waited for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and grabbed a person's collar.

Suddenly attacked, the man who was scolding and just about to resist inadvertently caught a glimpse of the familiar long sword, and his anger turned into a smile: "Who? dare to ...... Senior Brother Yan, do you have something to do with us?"

PS: Major reminder, 2,000 words per chapter in the future, changed to 3,000 words per chapter, usually updated to two chapters, that is, 6,000, and one more chapter will be added to the explosion. It will be implemented from tomorrow.

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