Chapter Forty-Eight: Help You Sort Out Your Qi and Blood

Seeing the ball of spiritual power and sword qi in Zhang Lan's hand, these students all felt empty in their hearts. Even if it was expected that Zhang Lan would not dare to make a move, but when the knife was on his neck, who was not afraid?

"Don't be afraid, he's just scary, if he dares to do something to us, my grandfather won't let him go, my grandfather is a monk in the Jindan period, pinching him to death is as easy as pinching ants!"

Seeing that his classmates were a little lacking in confidence, Gou Jiyun shouted loudly, firstly, to boost everyone's momentum, and secondly, to warn Zhang Lan to act carefully and not mess around.

It was only at this time that Zhang Lan began to look at this girl squarely. Her appearance is not bad, and she has a fight with the girl who took her belly pocket. It's just that she doesn't have the indifferent temperament of the girl who is looking at her with anger at the moment, nor does she have her steadyness. Otherwise, she should know that sometimes, the Jindan period monk is really nothing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan's spiritual power in his hand urged, and the ball of light turned into a sword qi in the sky, scattered in all directions, and flew towards everyone in the classroom.

"Ah!!h

Those students didn't expect that what they met was a madman, and he really dared to do it.

This is an attack by an immortal cultivator, even if it is the weakest immortal cultivator, it is not something that a martial artist who is only an acquired stage can resist. Seeing that these sword qi are so terrifying, if you are hit, I am afraid that you will definitely die.

All of a sudden, in order to defend against Zhang Lan's sword qi, these students stood up one after another, each took out the long sword beside him, and carried the strongest sword technique he had learned, or was loved by the elders in the family, and the person holding the magic weapon in his hand also urged the magic weapon to shine.

Although this classroom is not small, the internal force that erupted at this moment was actually full, and the door of the classroom was burst open, and it fell into the distance.

Internal force is the energy that the martial artist has when he first cultivates, and when he begins to practice the internal force, he can be regarded as a formal martial artist, and the martial artist is divided into a third-rate martial artist, a second-rate martial artist, a first-class martial artist, and then an acquired martial artist, a congenital martial artist, and the same as cultivating immortals, there are four realms of extreme, upper, middle and lower.

If it is in other small cities, even the acquired martial artists are a force to be reckoned with, but in this imperial capital, the acquired martial artists are just the initial stage of cultivation for the children of these families.

Although there is no guarantee that all the children of the family will become immortal cultivators in the future, with the family's resources to sustain them, there is no problem for them to become innate martial artists. Only after becoming an innate martial artist will the internal force in the martial artist's body undergo a qualitative change and become true qi, and when a monk cultivates from an innate martial artist to the heartbeat period, the true qi will sense the changes of heaven and earth and become spiritual qi.

Therefore, spiritual power is a power that is two stages higher than internal force.

What's more, Zhang Lan's cultivation is not much higher than these students.

Even if he just struck casually and attacked dozens of people at the same time, it was not something that these young people could resist, even if their internal force looked incomparably dazzling and furious, but in front of Zhang Lan's sword qi, it was only like tofu.

Only those who had magic weapons in their hands barely supported the defense of magic weapons for a moment, but those magic weapons didn't last long before they shattered and were penetrated by the sword qi.

Thundered!!!

Dozens of people fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the wooden tables shattered to the ground.

"Ah!!h

The screams were repeated, and dozens of students were injected by the sword qi, and they didn't feel any pain, but the exclamation when they fell turned into screams.

"What have you done to us!"

Although they fell to the ground, but after all, they were all martial artists, and these students were not so unbearable, and after finding that there was nothing unusual about their bodies, they turned over one by one and asked Zhang Lan.

"It's nothing, it's just that it has dredged the qi and blood in your body, of course, there are still certain side effects, that is...... Well, see for yourselves. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Zhang Lan's mouth were a little evil.

Someone still wanted to ask, but suddenly, his face changed suddenly, with a little embarrassment.

Burst!!!

A clear sound echoed through the classroom.

It was a fart sound, loud and smoky, smelly and loud. Everyone couldn't help but cover their noses, and then looked at others with suspicion, making it look like they weren't farting.

Burst!!!

There was another sound, and this time everyone paid attention, and their eyes looked in the direction from which the voice came, and they saw two people standing in the corner.

One of the taller boys' faces turned red, and he suddenly reflexively patted the little boy on the head: "There are so many people, you kid should pay attention to your farts!"

The little man looked aggrieved, but he couldn't speak of his suffering, obviously it was your own fart, and you actually blamed me!!

It's just that he can't beat the other party, and his family background is not as strong as the other party, so he can only accept his fate.

Burst!!!

There was another loud bang, and this time, the fart was a little powerful, blowing the hem of the tall man's clothes whirring.

This time, it can be said that everyone is dirty, and in front of so many people, it is useless for him to deny it. It's just that as a son of a family, he is now doing such a shameful thing in front of so many people, which makes him very embarrassed.

Suddenly, his complexion changed again, and he covered his buttocks, looking very uncomfortable. With an ugly face, he said to Zhang Lan: "Mentor, I'm ...... I want to go to the toilet......"

"Then, tell me, who is the squad leader?"

Zhang Lan pinched her nose lightly, stood in the ventilated place at the door, and said to the boy: "Otherwise, you can put up with it for me, or, in front of so many people, you can also choose to solve it on the spot!"

How can this be solved on the spot!!

The boy's face collapsed on the spot, but a rumbling sound in his stomach told him that he needed to vent, or he would be in his pants, and he would probably have no face to see anyone. Thinking of this, he pointed to a girl and said:

"She's the squad leader of our first class!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and insisted on not losing his temper, and was about to rush towards the door.

But when Zhang Lan raised his hand, the spiritual power on his hand transformed, and instantly turned into a Tai Chi seal pattern, sealing the door. The boy wanted to go out, but was stopped by the cover.

"What about you? Do you also say that she is the class leader?"

Under the begging gaze of the boy, Zhang Lan pointed to the girl he had identified before and asked everyone.

“......”

No one answered, and Zhang Lan didn't care, just moved his mind and attracted all the sword qi in those human bodies. In an instant, the whole classroom was like a firecracker, and the sound of popping was endless.

In a short period of time, I don't know how many farts were released, and in an instant, the entire classroom seemed to have an extra yellow cloud, and the stench was overwhelming.

A few girls who were already a little clean were fainted on the spot.

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