Looking at the students who were surrounding him, Jing Rui just sneered at this time: "If you want to play a number war, only someone like you would do such an inferior thing." He said that he looked down on the human race and thought that he was extremely noble. But now you dare to win over me only by numbers, don't you think it's a joke?"

These words undoubtedly stimulated Sima Qingfeng, and he naturally couldn't stand such remarks as he thought he had a noble bloodline. At this time, he forgot that his strength was not as good as Jing Rui, so he looked at Jing Rui and shouted: "Is it? Then I will let you, a lowly human race, see the power of our heavenly race today." Let you know that bloodline is always a gap that you can't cross, and lowly and inferior people will always be inferior people!"

Jing Rui: "Really, then today I, an inferior person, will make you realize that our human race is not something you can despise at will!"

The words had fallen, and the spear was accompanied by that roar towards Sima Qingfeng. The body of the spear scorched the surrounding air with a burst of fierce flames, making Sima Qingfeng shiver.

Now Sima Qingfeng knew that he couldn't hide, and the only thing he could do was to face it head-on. But Jing Rui's momentum made him feel a deep fear, and if he was not careful, he would definitely be pierced through the heart by his spear.

But the arrogance in his heart made him have to face Jingrui alone, and now he took out a folding fan from the ring.

It was a purple-level low-level weapon made of Qianmo Bixuan paper with a fan surface, five elements of mountain wood as a fan bone, and a wind drawing rune tattooed on it.

Obviously, this has the same thing as Zhao Yulong's feather fan, but its grade is naturally not as good as Zhao Yulong's feather fan. Of course, the people who use him are not at the same level as Zhao Yulong.

The only thing I don't know is whether Sima Qingfeng's combat skills are the same as Zhao Yulong's.

But for Jing Rui, there is no need to think about all this, no matter what kind of moves the other party comes up with, he is not worried. It's not because of overconfidence, but because the years of war have already taught him the confidence in his heart.

I saw that Sima Qingfeng waved the folding fan in his hand, and a gust of wind was towards Jing Rui. Sure enough, the combat skills between the two are related to the wind, but Zhao Yulong's wind makes it difficult for Jingrui to deal with.

But at the moment, this wind, let alone blowing people up, can't even block Jingrui's advance, it can be said to be useless.

Now Jingrui just feels inconvenient to walk, and there is no other feeling.

I saw that the spear burning with raging flames approached Sima Qingfeng, and the flame was like a living tiger, rushing towards Sima Qingfeng thoughtfully.

Seeing such a scene, Sima Qingfeng also panicked, and now condensed the remaining strength of his whole body on the folding fan, and blew it towards the flame.

Seeing that the flames had been blown away by the wind, Sima Qingfeng was proud: "As I said, an inferior person is an inferior person. You are embarrassed to show such a combat skill, and it will be dispersed by my wind, and I will laugh to death!"

Looking at the dissipating flames, Jing Rui just smiled: "But have you forgotten that the most important thing in combat skills is not those bells and whistles." It's an attack that comes from the weapon itself!"

Listening to Jingrui's words, Sima Qingfeng suddenly came to his senses. But it was too late, the spear was only three feet away from him, and it was too late to think more.

And in this short period of time, the soul power could not be condensed at all, and naturally he had no chance to use his combat skills.

But the instinct to survive made him unwilling to die like this, and now that he had nothing in his hand, he blocked the folding fan in front of his chest.

It can be regarded as his luck, according to his habit, every time Jing Rui shoots a gun, he just kills the enemy's heart. But now this folding fan is just in front of this heart, that is, it is blocking Jingrui's spear.

At the moment when the spear collided with the fan blade, a huge force pushed Jing Rui and Sima Qingfeng out of the distance.

After stumbling a few times to stand firm, Jingrui's body already had slight abrasions. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, he stuck the spear in his hand into the earth.

And that Sima Qingfeng is even more uncomfortable now, after all, he doesn't have the skin that Jing Rui has experienced a lot of hardships. Now it's just a few times to wipe the floor and roll around, and it's already covered in bruises.

And for him, the most important thing is not the scars on his body, but the folding fan on his hand.

When the folding fan emitted a huge amount of energy before, he had already realized it in his heart. Now when I picked up the folding fan in my hand, I saw that the rune made of soul power on it was gone.

I think this is a purple-level weapon, although for their family, such a weapon is not a single weapon. But for their family, such a weapon is not something that can be taken out casually.

At present, it was ruined by Jing Rui, which made this Sima Qingfeng naturally embarrassed. But the weapon in his hand has long been destroyed, and he doesn't have the ability to do anything with Jing Rui.

Now although Jingrui was injured, he still had a smile on his face: "How, I was destroyed by an inferior person, and I feel comfortable?"

"You!" made it difficult for Sima Qingfeng to answer as soon as these words came out, after all, the gap between the strengths was indeed an insurmountable gap.

However, he is not an upright gentleman, and although he is afraid of Jing Rui now, he still does not want to be convinced: "So what? I said that you are inferior, you are inferior!

Jing Rui: "Sure enough, if you can't beat it, you'll be called a person, right? The so-called noble bloodline in your mouth is not necessarily much different!"

"So what, you have to die today!" Sima Qingfeng endured the pain, but there was still a lewd smile on his face.

After smiling, the surrounding students had already condensed all their soul power into weapons, and now they were actually killing towards Jing Rui for a while.

Looking at the approaching students around him, Jing Rui just sneered: "These combat skills are not condensed so quickly, I'm afraid they were prepared before! That's smart!"

Sima Qingfeng didn't hear the sarcasm in Jing Rui's words: "Thank you for the compliment, but the inferior people still can't escape death." It's just a pity that my folding fan, your inferior life is not worth it!"

Before he finished speaking, a strange scream came out of the jungle. The cry was loud and powerful, and it was terrifying.

If it were ordinary, these students would not care. But thinking that on this Heavenly Blade Peak, there are endless demon beasts and demonic beasts, this cry is so terrifying.

These students who had not experienced hardships could not be calm when facing the Demon Beast, and although they had not been able to see the face of the Demon Beast now, the howl alone had already frightened many students.

Now I don't know which timid student shouted: "The monster is coming, run!"

As soon as these words came out, the previous students who had been preparing to flee but were suffering from no one to lead them saw the light. It's just that all the time of a few breaths has disappeared, but only Jingrui is left on this empty flat land.

Seeing these students leaving, Jing Rui breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at this time: "I finally got rid of these troubles, but it seems that I have new troubles." It's just that how should I hide from this monster?"

To say that in the face of Warcraft, Jing Rui was somewhat apprehensive in his heart. It's just that compared to those students, Jing Rui is much calmer. After all, years in the military have taught him to be calm no matter what happens, so he can remain rational despite his worries at this time.

He could only hear the sound of the leaves, and Jing Rui knew that the thing that made the sound was already approaching. With the size of the sound, the other party should not be large.

Jing Rui: "It seems that he is a small man with quick movements, but this time it is difficult to deal with." I just don't know if he's a monster or a monster?"

As he listened, he saw that after the branch dispersed, it was not a demonic beast or a demon beast that came out, but it was Huyun and Meng Liang.

Jing Rui was also surprised: "Why are you guys?

"Roar?" said that, Hu Yun covered his mouth and smiled: "You have to ask the wolf dog, he barked!"

Meng Liang saw Hu Yun pointing at him, so he nodded: "Yes, there is a tradition in our beast clan. When we encounter a beast that is too strong to be defeated by ourselves, we will not choose to run, but use the momentum to scare him away! Today, when I saw so many of them, I felt that I couldn't beat them, so I used the sonic combat technique. ”

Jingrui nodded: "I see, I said how did that roar come so timely, it turned out that you did it on purpose." ”

Meng Liang: "Yes!"

Hu Yun: "I don't know who scolded the wolf dog for being a dog just now, and just now he was so scared that he ran away like a dog!"

Seeing that Hu Yun couldn't hold back his laughter, Jing Rui hurriedly stopped him with a sentence: "Forget it, they are not stupid, they will definitely find out that there is a fake, and they will come back later." Let's get out of here!"

Hu Yun: "It's okay, I don't want to see those grandchildren!"

It has been half a year since he entered the Demon Beast Avenue, and now although Zhao Yulong can't be regarded as visiting the entire Demon Beast Avenue, he has also walked most of it.

After a sound of heaven and earth divine might, Zhao Yulong slowly opened his eyes: "Handsome Soul Realm, it seems that this entire Demon Beast Avenue can no longer accommodate me, it's time to go back!"

In half a year, the soldiers guarding the exit did not know how many shifts, but now it was lucky that the soldiers guarding the door when they went out were still the same as when they entered the door.

However, seeing Zhao Yulong at this time, their attitude has changed a lot. After all, now Zhao Yulong's strength has changed drastically, and the strength of the Shuai Soul Realm means that he is a general.

Moreover, now Zhao Yulong's age is still young, less than half a hundred, and there are few such strength in the history of the Heavenly Clan.

In addition, the Divine King often came to inquire, which made him guess Zhao Yulong's identity. So it's not surprising that the attitude is more respectful.

However, Zhao Yulong didn't care about the powerful, and now when he saw these soldiers coming to greet him, he also replied: "Well, I'm going back, let's rest early!"

"No, General, we still have to stand guard, thank you for your kindness, but the duty is the most important, so we can't leave at the time. By the way, General, the Elder Winning Wing of the cadets has a letter for me to give to you. ”

"Academy?Elder Yingyi?" Zhao Yulong really didn't know about Yingyi. Just listening to the academy, I understand a little: "Their letters are here?"

"It's in my ring, general, please take it!" said the soldier, who took out an envelope and handed it to Zhao Yulong.

Zhao Yulong opened the letter and read it for a while, before he understood: "The assessment of the academy, so it sees, it seems that I missed a lot when I was in retreat, I hope it will be in time." ”

The Demon Beast Avenue is not far from the academy, and in just half a moon, Zhao Yulong has already come to the foot of the Heavenly Sword Peak, and now he has seen a young man whose strength is almost the same as his own, and he wants to win wings.

Zhao Yulong: "Your Excellency is Elder Yingyi. ”

Seeing Zhao Yulong's extraordinary bearing, Ying Yi was also quite shocked at this time: "Then Your Excellency should be Zhao Yulong, right?"

Zhao Yulong: "The elder smiled, I'm just a student, you are an elder, an elder, how can you describe my generation like this?"

Ying Yi: "It's okay, your talent is far above mine, and it's not an exaggeration to call you Your Excellency." By the way, did you participate in the selection?"

The so-called selection of generals refers to the ceremonies that the Celestial Clan needs to hold to promote high-ranking generals above the soul realm to the rank of general. Generally, the higher the rank, the more intense the promotion ceremony, and the longer it takes.

Before Yingyi reminded, Zhao Yulong didn't know about this so-called selection. But now he didn't just say: "I haven't participated in the selection yet, and I came over when I saw the letter when I got out of the Demon Beast Avenue." Wait for the assessment to be completed, and then participate in the selection of generals. ”

Ying Yi nodded: "That's fine, your friend is also on it." With your speed, you might even be able to catch up and help them. It's just that with your bloodline, this first reward is a waste. ”

Listening to Yingyi's tone didn't look like a joke, it aroused Zhao Yulong's interest: "Why?"

"That's because ......" Ying Yi said, whispering the reward to Zhao Yulong.

Zhao Yulong only understood after hearing this: "I see, this thing is indeed a good thing for other people, but it is no other than waste in my hands." ”

Ying Yi nodded and replied, "Well, it's just a pity, it's difficult to improve after the nine veins, otherwise the Heavenly Clan has also had a lot of strong people with ten veins over the years." ”

"The powerhouse of the Ten Veins. Zhao Yulong just smiled: "Actually, in my opinion, there is not much difference in bloodline talent. The most important thing is to work hard, presumably Elder Wing has heard of the Lone-Hearted Immortal!"

"Win Wing" has naturally heard of it, not only has heard of it, but also has a lot of understanding about it. At your age, not many people know about him, but I didn't expect you to hear about it. Okay, it's not early, they've all been in advance for half a year, and I won't delay with you, and when you finish your assessment, we'll talk about tea. ”

Zhao Yulong: "It's okay!

Winning Wing: "Goodbye!"

After just a simple farewell, Zhao Yulong ran towards the Heavenly Blade Peak. Accustomed to the mountains, he will not be stumped by the current terrain, and now he walks on the ground.

(End of chapter)