Song Qingyi is a well-known genius boy in Chang'an City. In the Song family of the Duke of Min, the status is extremely high, and he is the third-order heir. But he rarely lived in Mincheng, but always lived in Chang'an. His father, Song Cheng, is the commander of Zuo Xiaowei, with the rank of major general, although his military rank is neither high nor low, but his status is prominent, and Jane is in the heart of the emperor.

His father and mother were full of expectations for him, and the biggest hope was that he would be admitted to the Royal Academy, and at the worst of all, he would be admitted to the Military Officer Academy, and his parents must have been disappointed this time.

Listening to Xuanyuan Qingyu's words, Song Qingyi was furious, it was the first time that he was so looked down upon by his peers. Ander wanted to be a peacemaker, but he couldn't speak.

The beautiful teacher was interested, crossed her arms, and squeezed her chest bulging. She looked at Song Qingyi with a smile, obviously waiting for Song Qingyi's answer.

A green tendon appeared at the corner of Song Qingyi's eyebrows, which was a manifestation of his anger. Gritted his teeth and said, "I'll beat him out of the Star Academy." ”

The beautiful teacher said happily: "Okay, you go to the ring of the academy with me, as long as you win, I will guarantee you to enter this academy." If you lose, there's no way to do it. ”

Xuanyuan Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and finally won hope for himself. Dealing with a teenager of the same age, he asked himself if he was sure, these teenagers are all flowers raised in the greenhouse, but he is a beast living in the jungle.

The beautiful teacher is called Xi Jia'er, don't look at the beautiful appearance, but she is known as the violent phoenix. She hired another teacher to take her place, and led the three of them towards the academy's ring.

The arena of the Academy of Stars is a majestic building, the whole is oval, three feet high, a total of three floors, each floor is divided into large and small arenas, and in the center of the round building, there is a huge open-air arena.

The audience was only Andrew, and the referee was Teacher Xi Jiaer. Although the scene was very cold, the two were very violent. If Xuanyuan Qingyu wants to prove himself, he must defeat Song Qingyi. And Song Qingyi also wants to prove himself, he must defeat this person who dares to underestimate and provoke himself.

In accordance with etiquette, the two stretched out their right hands, slowly crossed them, and separated when they touched them.

Song Qingyi said: "I will make you regret it." ”

The two slowly retreated, and when they were two meters away, they both stopped in unison. Song Qingyi let out a low snort, his feet were wrong, and the person popped out like an arrow, and his hands were fists and palms, and he attacked fiercely.

Xuanyuan Qingyu stood still, staring ahead.

When Song Qingyi's fist was still half a foot from his skin, Xuanyuan Qingyu moved, a simple side kick. Long legs are like whips, castration is like the wind.

This leg is fast and ruthless, and it will be the first to reach the opponent's body than Song Qingyi's fist, not to mention that it is obviously a loss to exchange a punch for a leg. Song Qingyi changed his moves, but he didn't have time to dodge, so his arms were set up into a cross, and his arms were used as shields.

"Smack!"

Xuanyuan Qingyu's leg pumped on Song Qingyi's cross arm, and the huge momentum made Song Qingyi take three steps back before unloading this force. He shook his arm without pretense, and now he was still numb, and he was estimated to be cracked to the bone.

"Yes, I'm going to be serious. ”

"Seven Killing Punches. ”

Song Qingyi's figure is like a charm, his punches are fierce, he has already used combat skills, and it is a combat skill of no low level.

Xuanyuan Qingyu is still as careful, quiet as a virgin, and moving like a rabbit. His moves are always as simple as that, kicks, punches, and no fuss. But every blow not only wiped out Song Qingyi's offensive, but also always forced Song Qingyi back.

Xi Jiaer stood in the corner of the ring, and if both sides were in danger, she would rescue her at any time. Her brow furrowed, that boy from the countryside was by no means a flower in a greenhouse. His movements are simple and efficient, and he has considerable attainments in strength, speed, and precision. Every move is a killing move, and this kind of boxing method is very similar to the army's military body boxing.

Even, from the young man's demeanor, she saw a murderous aura. This kind of murderous aura is not aimed at anyone, but will be automatically condensed by those who have killed people. This teenager is not simple.

The corners of the boy's mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile, a smile that had lost patience.

"Now it's my turn. ”

Xuanyuan Qingyu had a whirlwind leg and forced Song Qingyi back again. But this time, instead of letting go of the attack and waiting for Song Qingyi's attack as before, he chose to attack again.

Serial kicking, which he learned when he was in a Manichaean training camp. Today, he can do twenty-four kicks, one leg faster than the other, and one leg stronger than the other.

Song Qingyi knew very well the strength of each leg of the other party, if it was a hard connection, it was really possible to fracture, so he chose to dodge.

In the shadow of his legs in the sky, Song Qingyi retreated in an orderly manner, letting every leg rub the edge of his clothes. The wind on his legs made the skin on his face ache.

It wasn't until Song Qingyi retreated to the edge of the ring that this wave of stormy chain kicks ended. Xuanyuan Qingyu now only supports up to the twenty-fourth leg at most, and each additional leg in the back doubles in strength and momentum.

Song Qingyi looked at this young man who was younger than himself and whose cultivation was also a small realm behind him, and he was quite annoyed and jealous in his heart.

"You've me off completely. I'll admit that you're strong, but to beat me, it's impossible. I'll show you my strongest power!"

"Transform!"

Song Qingyi let out a long roar, a dazzling light bloomed on his body, and a huge demonic beast figure wrapped him. The demonic beast phantom slowly shrank and became solid.

It is a Devil-winged Owl with a pair of black fleshy wings. The fleshy wings are not only as hard as iron, but also have bony spikes distributed along the wings, which are very sharp. The slender neck of the giraffe is like a giraffe, with two thick legs, four toes, both with sharp, sharp nails, and a beak a foot long, sharp as a spear.

This monster is the pinnacle of the food chain, even feeding on dragons. There is no place in its body that is not a murderous weapon. And this magic wing dragon is the inheritance totem of the Song family of the Duke of Fujian, and Song Qingyi, who is only fourteen years old, has not only awakened his bloodline, but also has a strong bloodline.

Although the Demon Wing Owl Dragon after his beast transformation is a little smaller, its scales and claws are there. Facing him after the transformation, Xuanyuan Qingyu instinctively felt the threat and slowly retreated.

"Boy, it's too late for you to throw in the towel. If I make a move, I may not be able to control it. ”

Song Qingyi was telling the truth, his totem bloodline had not awakened for a long time, and he had not been able to retract that kind of violent power freely.

Xuanyuan Qingyu shook his head, it's just a demonic beast, he doesn't know how many he has killed outside Huoyan City, what is there to fear?

Song Qingyi's current strength can't last long in this state of beasthood, and he must fight quickly. As soon as the wings of the Demon Wing Owl Dragon spread, a whirlwind followed, and with a scream, a black shadow surrounded Xuanyuan Qingyu.

Yuan Li was agitated, and the cold drink and screaming did not stop. The two finally separated, Xuanyuan Qingyu looked very embarrassed, the clothes on his body were torn into strips of cloth, and there were blood marks steadily.

And the Demon Wing Owl Dragon is not much better, there is a depression in the neck that looks like a footprint.

Xuanyuan Qingyu looked up to the sky and smiled: "It's enjoyable, now you are a little interesting, come again!"

Song Qingyi, who transformed into a beast, couldn't see his face, but he wouldn't look good when he thought about it. He could already feel the power of his bloodlines begin to fade, and his whole body became hot and aching, which was the after-effect of bestiality.

Song Qingyi knew that he still had a chance to strike a final blow. He shouted wildly, with a hint of grief and indignation: "Furious combo!"

This is his star skill, a very good attack support star skill. With the help of this star skill, his attacks will increase his strength by 50%, and a combo effect will appear.

Huge claws of birds come at them, like elephants raising their legs to trample an ant. Xuanyuan Qingyu is not an ant, but a wild dragon. He didn't retreat, he didn't dodge, but raised his fist and stepped forward.

Woohoo!

Xuanyuan Qingyu retreated with blood, almost unstable, and there were already several fractures on his body. In an instant, the bird's claw unleashed three consecutive blows at him.

Song Qingyi also retreated with blood, and had recovered his body, his face was pale, and he fell to the ground unconscious, obviously caused by serious attrition. Teacher Xi Jia'er hurriedly came over to check on the two of them, and when she saw that there was no big problem, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Xuanyuan Qingyu with a smile: "You won." ”