Martial arts training ground.

The martial arts classes of the students in the inner courtyard are all taught in the martial arts training ground.

At this moment, there are five or six classes on the martial arts training ground, all of which are Qi-gathering class classes.

The eleventh class of gathering qi is also among them.

On weekdays, when Class 11 Gathering Qi encounters this martial arts class, everyone doesn't come back at all, and those teachers before also know what Class 11 Gathering Qi is like, and they won't be too obsessed.

But today, surprisingly, the eleventh class of Qi gathering, twenty-four people, except for Qing Hanyan, all twenty-three people gathered on the martial arts training ground.

These twenty-three people, all in good spirits, with a glint in their eyes, all looked excited.

Yesterday, under Gu Feng's guidance, they all got the most suitable cultivation books for themselves, and under the cultivation of everyone, they only felt that their lives were bright. And the exercises are to improve their cultivation, and the martial arts are to improve their combat power, and they are also very looking forward to today's martial arts class.

"Boss, why hasn't Teacher Qian come yet?"

Gong Xiaohao asked anxiously.

Not only Gong Xiaohao, but all the students in Class 11 are like this at the moment.

"Don't worry, it's not class time yet, you're still afraid that Teacher Qian won't be able to run away!"

Lin Xiaolei said with a smile, but in fact, he was also very anxious in his heart.

And at this moment, an inopportune voice came:

"What kind of wind is blowing the wrong one today, even the waste of Class 11 has come to take a martial arts class!"

Hearing this, everyone in Class 11 immediately looked at each other with angry faces.

I saw that the person who opened his mouth was a tall young man with a heroic face, who was about thirty years old, and his breath was already a great consummation of the Qi Gathering Realm.

At this moment, this young man looked at the eleventh class with a playful look on his face.

"Qingyi, you are looking for death!"

At this moment, beside Lin Xiaolei, the Martial Saint Knife behind Ji Xiaotong was directly pulled out, and he pointed at Qingyi with one step, his eyes full of cold color.

"Hehe, the guy in class eleven, even dare to shout, do you have the ability?"

"If you want to do it, we will accompany you!"

"Brother Yi, they are so arrogant, let's do it directly!"

......

At this moment, behind Qingyi, there were hundreds of people who walked up directly.

The first class of gathering qi and the second class of gathering qi are listed as the two strongest classes in the gathering level, and there are hundreds of warriors in the first class of gathering qi, all of whom are talented viscounts of important ministers in the court, and there are ten great consummation martial artists in the class, and there are as many as thirty small consummation martial artists.

On the other hand, in the eleventh class of Qi Gathering, there are only two Qi Gathering Great Perfections, one Lin Xiaolei, one Qing Hanyu, and the Qi Gathering Realm Small Perfection Martial Artists, and there is only one poor person, Ji Xiaotong. The remaining twenty-one people, all of whom are martial artists who have just entered the Qi Gathering Realm, and their strength and Qi Gathering Class are fundamentally the ratio of grass chickens and phoenixes.

Although they are all bloodline, they have already been sentenced to death by countless teachers, and they are known as a group of people who have no future, and among the eleven classes of Qi Gathering, the strength of Class 11 of Qi Gathering is the weakest.

The tutor of the first class of Qi Gathering is Qing Zhihan, the second son of the general Qing Feilong, and his cultivation has reached the first entry into the Yuan Shen Realm.

And this Qing Yi is the youngest son of Qing Zhihan, that is, the grandson of Qing Feilong.

Qingyi's strength, although not as good as the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth princes, but now that Aoki's demonic nature has exploded, Qinglin has become an idiot, Aomori has become a waste, and Qingyi has become the most shining young powerhouse in the imperial city.

Originally, as Qingyi, even if he looked down on the eleventh class of gathering qi, he would not say such words in person.

Just because of Lin Xiaolei, Lin Xiaolei is talented, when he first entered the gathering of qi, among the martial artists of the same level, he was almost invincible, at that time in the academy competition, he fought with Qingyi and knocked Qingyi into the ring, so far Qingyi has a grudge against him.

Over the years, Lin Xiaolei has a special bloodline, although he has also cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm, but he has no suitable martial arts, and his combat power is only in the middle and upper level in the Great Perfection of Qi Gathering.

On the other hand, Qingyi is constantly rising, and in the Great Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm, there are few opponents.

Just yesterday, Qing Yi had just cultivated a Xuan-level high-grade martial art, and today when he saw Lin Xiaolei here, he had a fighting spirit in his heart, and he had never had a chance to wash away the shame of the year, but now he has full confidence that he can trample Lin Xiaolei under his feet.

For a while, the eleventh class of Qi gathered here, and everyone's eyes were full of monstrous anger.

Although their strength is not strong, they have the pride of belonging to the bloodline in their bones, they will not flinch and fear, even if they are defeated, they will fight today.

Lin Xiaolei waved his hand to everyone in Class 11, and then looked at Qingyi and said: "Qingyi, if you want to fight with me, just say it, why do you have to find so many reasons, you and I will fight today, no matter whether we win or lose, it has nothing to do with others!"

"Hehe, Lin Xiaolei, that's a good point, as long as you dare to fight, you can do it today!"

Between the words, Qing Yi's body became violent, and vitality emerged from his body.

Immediately, a group of people retreated.

Lin Xiaolei was here, and the sound of thunder on his body came out, and everyone in Class 11 also retreated.

"Three green python fists!"

Qingyi's right arm was shocked, and the vitality immediately rolled out, and the vitality on his right arm instantly condensed into a vitality python, which was born with three heads, and the breath was terrifying.

"Kill!"

Between the words, Qing Yi threw a punch at Lin Xiaolei.

Xuan-level high-grade martial arts: three green python fists!

At this moment, the three Yuan Qi pythons roared out directly.

Shooting is the strongest means, today Qingyi is ready to crush Lin Xiaolei, but he knows that Lin Xiaolei's best martial art is just a middle-grade thundering palm!

"Thunder Palm!"

Lin Xiaolei spoke, his right palm immediately shook, and in an instant, the vitality came out violently, and the arc flickered on this vitality, making a thunderous sound.

A palm blasted towards the three giant pythons that rushed towards him.

I saw that above the thunderous palm, nine ripples were conjured, and they directly hit the three giant pythons.

Qingyi's pupils shrank: "How could it be ......?"

"Bang!"

In Qingyi's exclamation, under the impact of the nine ripples, the three giant pythons collapsed directly, and then the thunderous palms bombarded towards Qingyi.

"Broken!"

Qing Yi made a move, and it was another vitality green python that was struck out to dissolve this thundering palm, and his eyes were full of horror: "Thundering palm, it's not so strong!"

"You don't know, there's more!"

Lin Xiaolei burst out with a burst of applause and rushed out directly.

Originally, the Thundering Palm was not so strong, but now that the Thundering Palm was pointed out by Gu Feng before, its power is no longer what it used to be.

Everyone in Class 11 had a glint in their eyes.

Under the continuous battle between the two, Lin Xiaolei suppressed Qing Yi with just a thunderous palm, Qing Yi was extremely depressed in his heart, he would never have dreamed that the other party would suddenly become so powerful!

"If you don't perform the Blue Dragon Transformation, I'm afraid you won't have a chance!"

Lin Xiaolei said lightly.

Just as Qingyi was gritting his teeth, a voice came out in the distance behind him: "Qingyi, there are three changes in the Qing Python Fist, one of them, both arms are shaken, and the two pythons can attack!"

When everyone looked at it, they saw a middle-aged man with a cold face in the distance.

This middle-aged man is none other than Qingyi's father, who is also the mentor of the first class of Qi Gathering, the second son of the general Qing Feilong, and his cultivation is enough to have Qing Zhihan who has just entered the Yuan Shen Realm.

When he saw this, how could he think that his son would lose in the hands of a bloodliner, and immediately opened his mouth to point.

"Yes, Father!"

When Qing Yi heard this, the light in his eyes flickered, he took a few steps back, and immediately shook his arms, and then, above his arms, the vitality burst out at the same time.

Then the two three-headed Vitality Pythons condensed and bombarded out together!

Lin Xiaolei didn't dare to hesitate when he saw the situation, and thundered out again.

But with Lin Xiaolei's current strength, he can't thunder with his left and right palms, and it is a little difficult to resist the two vitality pythons under this palm.

"The second change of the green python fist, the head of the green python, is condensed by the vitality, it can be controlled for you, explode!"

Qing Zhihan approached and spoke again.

"Yes, Father!"

When Qing Yi heard this, the light in his eyes flashed, and he spoke: "Python skull, explode!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

At this moment, the three heads of one of the vitality green pythons burst open at the same time.

The thundering palm collapsed instantly, and another vitality green python rushed out directly, bombarding Lin Xiaolei's right arm fiercely.

"Click......"

The sound of bones shattering on Lin Xiaolei's right arm came out immediately, and blood splattered.

Immediately, Lin Xiaolei was directly shocked and flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolei was weak, and the blood in his right arm was flowing, and it had naturally hung down, obviously, it was useless!

His face was full of complicated colors, the other party had his father's guidance, and his father died early since he was a child, and he relied on himself to practice to this day, and he was unwilling......

When everyone in Class 11 saw this scene, their eyes were full of lamentation and they were speechless.

This is just a microcosm, how could they not be like Lin Xiaolei, with their talents, if they all get the guidance they deserve, how can they only cultivate like now.

"This Lin Xiaolei, that's it!"

"Class 11 is at this level!"

"Yes, how can he compare to our Brother Yi!"

......

Gathering a group here, everyone ridiculed and discussed.

"Lin Xiaolei, you're defeated!"

Qingyi looked at Lin Xiaolei, condescending, and sneered.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolei suddenly felt a little powerless, and his expression became dazed, he had always been so helpless, and today, he was still like this......

Qing Zhihan saw this scene, his face was expressionless, there was no half of pity, this little bloodline defeated his son at the beginning, it was a shame, and today's result is what he wants.

"Let's go!"

Qing Zhihan looked at the garbage as if he was looking at garbage, his eyes swept over the people of Class 11, and then he said indifferently and turned away.

And as soon as he turned around, a cold and bone-chilling word sounded in his ears:

"The student who deceived me with a thousand faces, who gave you the guts!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and then everyone's eyes converged together, and Qing Zhihan's face instantly became gloomy, looking at the person.

In front of everyone, there was a young man with a beautiful face, but this person's face was now full of coldness.

"Teacher Qian!"

PS: Second update!