Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Lesson
The genius, qualifications, and combat power of the big family from Qinglong City can only be described as unfathomable. The exercises and spiritual techniques they have cultivated since childhood, as well as the various elixirs and spiritual weapons that they can enjoy, are the most powerful and top-level existences in the entire Qingzhou. In other small cities, there is no such thing as any.
The lowest-level exercises and spiritual techniques cultivated by those geniuses, and even the elixirs, spiritual weapons, etc., that they couldn't look down on at all, were all rare treasures that could make the three major families grab their heads when they were placed in a low-end small city like Canglang City!
Under such unimaginably superior conditions, the geniuses, talents, and combat power cultivated were far from being comparable to the geniuses of other cities. Compared to them, others are not even qualified to be called geniuses at all!
Two spiritualists who were also in the realm of Tongmai One Realm, one from Qinglong City and the other from Flying Feather City, the former might be able to crush the latter effortlessly with just one move. This is the power and horror of true genius.
Therefore, the three doglegs said that the number one among the new disciples of Qinglong City, Jun Hantian, was the strongest among all the new disciples, and it seemed to be reasonable.
However, it's a pity that this Jun Hantian was unlucky and ran into Chu Yi, a monster who defended the sky!
Looking at Chu Yi with a sneer, the other party said contemptuously: "How about it? Don't get in the way of you. ”
With a calm smile on his handsome and cold face, Chu Yi said indifferently: "Why should I be afraid? What about the strongest of the new disciples of Qinglong City? He didn't find anyone to occupy the cultivation room and give him the power to 'book'. I'm going to decide on this cultivation room. Get the hell out of here!"
Chu Yi's fearless reaction surprised the three of them, and they even laughed, looking at Chu Yi's eyes, full of disdain and playfulness.
"Boy, didn't you hear what I just said clearly? It was Jun Hantian who booked this cultivation room, and the first day of all the new disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect this year was the first day of cultivation, and he cultivated to the fifth level of the Gundam Tongmai! Which onion are you? How dare you be so arrogant here?"
Chu Yi said calmly: "He is the first day talent among the new disciples of Qinglong City, but among all the new disciples, he is not necessarily like this. I want to see how bold and unscrupulous this Jun Hantian is, daring to ignore the rules and send people to forcibly occupy the cultivation room!"
The tall and strong young man looked at Chu Yi with great disdain, like looking down at a ridiculous ant, and laughed arrogantly: "I really don't know how thick the sky is! If you really meet the boss of Jun Hantian, I am afraid that you will be easily pinched to death by someone with a finger." You don't have to talk too much about yourself. ”
The other person sneered, stared at Chu Yi with a gloomy gaze, and said, "This kid is really noisy to death." Why bother with him? We don't have to wait for Boss Jun Hantian to come over and teach him a lesson, we can make him suffer a little. Otherwise, this kid really doesn't know what fear is!"
In his slightly narrowed eyes, a cold glow surged, and Chu Yi sneered: "It's exactly what I want." I also want to get rid of a few of you dogs in the way, so that I can go in and cultivate quickly. ”
The tall and strong young man glared at Chu Yi angrily, looking fierce and terrifying, and roared angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you can die for me!"
He took a sharp step under his feet, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust, and his bowl-sized fist, like a cannonball, fluctuated with strong spiritual power through the veins, revealing all the way, and suddenly blasted towards Chu Yi. The force was so great that the air let out a thud.
The corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer of disdain, and Chu Yi faced the incomparably fierce punch of the tall and strong young man, and he also met it with one punch. The huge force of three thousand catties burst out, and collided with the opponent's huge fist.
Boom!
The next moment, under the gaze of the other two people in great amazement, the tall and strong young man was suddenly knocked upside down by Chu Yi's punch, and slammed into the wall behind him, making a violent bang. He spat out a mouthful of blood and let out a pig-killing scream.
"Ahh
Looking at the tall and strong young man who was dying in pain, the other two were shocked, and their eyes looking at Chu Yi were full of incredulity that could not be concealed.
How strong is the power of this person's punch? He actually broke the hand of the first-level spiritual magician with a single blow! Could it be that his cultivation has already reached the double level of the Tong Pulse, or even the triple level of the Tong Pulse?
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and one of them said coldly: "Don't panic! Even if that kid has some ability, he is not the opponent of the two of us! The two of us will shoot at the same time, see what else he can do to fight back!"
With that, the two of them turned into two gusts of wind at the same time, and swept towards Chu Yi quickly. In just the blink of an eye, it appeared on Chu Yi's left and right, one person slapped, one person swept his legs, and two powerful attacks, like lightning, attacked Chu Yi fiercely at the same time!
A cruel sneer appeared on the corners of the two people's mouths. With one palm and one leg, the two ghosts slammed on the door, sealing all of Chu Yi's retreat space. He had to fend off the onslaught of both of them alone, and there was no chance of victory.