8. Flying swords

(At the beginning of this chapter, it officially entered the low-level cross-border and disobedience mode.) Start a new cool text series. )

It turned out that the purple shackles at one end of Zhao had broken free, and he could see the foundation of the person at a glance. Before, he was surprised by Chu Ye's leg strength because he couldn't run at this speed without breaking the shackles, and if he broke it, he couldn't fly!!

Therefore, when he was competing just now, he cheated and used part of the exercises of shrinking the ground into inches, and he won.

"My mission has been completed, Brother Broken Water, there will be a period later!" Zhao clenched his fists with both hands, and his left hand was stacked on top of his right hand.

"I haven't seen you for many years, I never thought that as soon as we met, you gave me such a big gift, thank you!"

The friendship between the two gentlemen is as light as water, not impassioned, only genuine.

This Fancheng Academy covers an area of hundreds of hectares, and has a very high status in Youzhou City, and famous families want to apply for admission, either with extraordinary qualifications, or recommended by celebrities, of course, it is also possible to audit the renovation of the college.

And Chu Ye, the first two have both.

The talent is extraordinary, and the people have not left the village, and the deeds have drifted into the academy.

Zhao Yiduan, a native of Dengzhou, has endless glory and does business. Shinong industry and commerce, the last businessman. He wanted to get out of the class, and finally reached the ground after repeated attempts, and the seven pins of Zhixian were extremely boring, and the officialdom was thick and black, and the subset of the history was not elaborated.

So, he gave up literature and martial arts and started a dart game.

Life is sometimes a circle, and he started a business again.

Now he is also a celebrity in several nearby states and counties, honest, trustworthy and pragmatic, with friends in officialdom and brothers in the market.

He recommended Chu Ye, and his old friend Lishui was the head of the outer courtyard of Fancheng Academy, and he was in charge of all the affairs of the outer courtyard.

The breeze rises again, the pool is long, and the past of the years is as clear as yesterday. The Si people are gone, and the new people are coming.

Chu Ye came too early, and the entrance ceremony was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. But fortunately, Chu Ye has become the first student of this year.

This guy is an idle master, so he has to figure out the inside and outside of the academy first.

After arranging the accommodation, Chu Ye wandered through history and prosperity. Fancheng College has a long history and a thousand-year-old academic reputation. It is said that more than 3,000 years ago, and there are a few people who founded the academy that are still hidden somewhere in the academy.

As long as you break free from the shackles of the ten great shackles, you can live for tens of millions of years, and if you enter the realm of immortals and gods, you will enter the realm of Buddha for millions of years, and live forever!!

Pavilions, pavilions, water pavilions, ancient roads, bustling streets and alleys...... It's a Fancheng Academy, like a super battleship.

Appraisal field! The huge venue can accommodate 10,000 people, surrounded by fences, and all kinds of training equipment are readily available.

Chu Yexin walked inside, and no one stopped him, because he had a school card hanging around his waist, No. 001.

After only a few steps, I suddenly saw dozens of students wearing red hair bundles in a small field in the southeast corner holding knives to make a throwing shape. However, no one threw it away, which made Chu Ye very curious, and walked over unconsciously.

"New here?" A little white face who looked like a rich boy asked.

"Yes, just arrived today." Chu Ye hated this kind of conversation.

"It's dangerous here, you stay away, it's better to cover your head and don't get hurt."

Hahaha, there was a burst of laughter from behind the little white face.

They don't know Chu Ye too well, how can this kid be willing to lose this.

"I don't know the rules, what are you practicing?"

"Flying sword!" An entourage-like student said impatiently.

"Isn't this a throwing knife?" Chu Ye had an ignorant expression on his face.

"Flying knives are fart, this is called flying swords!" The little white face and neck are already red.

"Then why don't you fly?" Chu Ye's face was full of doubts.

"Are you looking for a beating, have you just learned to fly?"

"I just can't fly, I can't fly a sword, that can only be called a sword!" Chu Ye turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stop, the newcomer dares to be so arrogant!!" A group of people surrounded Chu Ye.

"Hurry up and give our boss a sinner, brother, I advise you not to cause trouble, you just came, I can teach you." One of the students who acted as a collaborator said earnestly.

"You attacked me first, I just asked, so I won't apologize." Chu Ye was calm.

Another student took a step forward, "If you don't apologize, you can only be beaten, and let's talk about which part of the body suffers." A sinister laugh followed.

Chu Ye used his feet hard and rubbed! jumped out more than a dozen feet, and then landed lightly on a wooden pole.

"It's okay, there are two hits, I'll ask you to suffer a little today, give it to me." With an order, more than ten people rushed straight to Chu Ye, and Chu Ye jumped dozens of feet away.