In the classroom of the tenth class of the first grade, Long Yifan sat on the throne, looking at the seven people standing in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little funny: "What are you doing here? The seven of them glanced at each other, and knelt down in unison: "Master is above, accept the apprentice!" "Heh, did I say that I want to accept you as apprentices?" A smile tugged at the corner of Long Yifan's mouth. "Master, you have to accept me, only I can carry forward your Dao system!" Sun Qian looked at Long Yifan and said loudly.

"Okay, young ghost, I'll observe for a few days. After saying that, he looked at Su'er, who was standing aside talking to his friend, but his eyes kept drifting here. "Su'er, come here. Long Yifan said gently. "Oh. Su Er heard Long Yifan call her and immediately ran over. "Su'er, I'll take you as an apprentice!" Long Yifan said in a low voice. "Huh?" Su Er was stunned for a moment, but immediately said, "Don't, I don't want to be the teacher's apprentice." "Why?" asked Long Yifan. "Because, because I like teachers, I love teachers. I can't be a teacher's apprentice, so I don't want to. Although Su'er was a little hesitant, she still said it out loud.

"Uh......" Long Yifan was speechless, so he disappeared directly into the classroom. Outside the door, Liu Wushuang, who was dressed in a white dress, grabbed the corners of her skirt tightly, biting her red lips with her teeth, and was extremely worried. "Miss, don't be sad, remember, he once said that you are unique. Xiaolan's voice woke Liu Wushuang up, and Liu Wushuang turned his head: "Thank you, Xiaolan." "Miss, don't say that. Xiaolan hurriedly waved her hand.

Three days later, the competition between the four major academies of the Shura Empire began. Long Yifan took the students of Class 10 to leave the school team, and specially found some deep mountains and old forests to go in to practice, and when they arrived in the Central City, everyone was full of bloody and murderous spirits.

"The competition of the four major colleges has begun, and now the teachers of each college are invited to compete first. The host said. Qinglong stood beside Long Yifan and said, "Yifan, I'll teach the people of the White Tiger Academy a good lesson in a while." Long Yifan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, senior sister has already set her sights on me." Qinglong was stunned for a moment and said: "Then you can be merciful!" Long Yifan waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll do my best!" The host looked at Long Yifan and said, "Why is there only one person in Qinglong Academy?" Qinglong stood up and said: "This is our strongest teacher, and defeating him is equivalent to the failure of our academy." The moderator nodded and said no more.

"Mother, I'm going too. "White Tiger Academy, a cute and charming girl said coquettishly to the white tiger. "Okay, but be careful. The white tiger admonished. "Got it, mother. "The girl has run to the stage. "Okay, the personnel are here. From now on, the previous champion will defend the battle, and others will challenge. The host said. The last champion was a male teacher at Suzaku Academy.

"Hello everyone, I am Zhu Sanping, the last champion, welcome everyone to fight. Zhu Sanping said with a smile to the teachers around him. "Okay, I'll get it. At this time, a sturdy old man stepped into the ring, this is a more qualified teacher of Xuanwu Academy, who has cultivated to reach the great success of a saint, and is a more powerful teacher.

"Please. Zhu Sanping was still smiling. "Drink ......" The old man came up close, his body shook, his steps were slight, and his figure had reached Zhu Sanping's side, his fist flashed with an earthy yellow light, and he blasted into Zhu Sanping's ribs. Zhu Sanping blocked the old man's fist with one hand behind his back, and the other hand was reversed at an incredible angle, his hand was claw-shaped, and he pulled it towards the old man's heart, the old man's eyes shrank, and the other hand clasped Zhu Sanping's wrist, and stepped on the crook of Zhu Sanping's leg, trying to force him to kneel, but Zhu Sanping's ribs were bulging, and two flaming giant wings stretched out, like two giant machetes, slashing across the old man's chest, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood.

The old man staggered back, his eyes filled with anger: "How can you? This is an exchange meeting, not a battlefield of life and death. "Heh, my generation must always regard battle as a battle of life and death, so that we can advance to a higher realm. Zhu Sanping sneered. Long Yifan's brows, hidden under the mask, furrowed, and he raised his eyes to look at the Suzaku on the platform, but saw that Suzaku was also frowning, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Okay, come again!" the old man rushed forward again, ignoring the two wounds on his chest. "Hehe, just let you try my new tricks. Zhu Sanping shouted, and also rushed towards the old man, but Zhu Sanping made a move that surprised everyone, he actually gathered himself, like a wheel, and on his back, three bone spurs like a scimitar grew, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and in the end, he was all over the scene.

Long Yifan's eyes blurred, and two lines of tears were left, which crossed his cheeks and lips, and fell to the ground. In the depths of his mind, the scene still echoes. Same moves, different people.

When he was a teenager, Long Yifan walked into a mountain forest, where there was a race, known as the Wheel Clan. They have only one move, which is to turn their bodies into wheels with knives and crush their enemies. At that time, Long Yifan was still young, and he just went around for a spin, but he was robbed and killed by the Wheel Clan, and was rescued by Long Yifan's brother, but Long Yifan's brother had both arms broken. A few years later, Long Yifan's brother went to the battlefield, but never came back, Long Yifan always thought that he killed his brother, so he sealed this memory in the depths of his mind. But now that he saw the people of the Reincarnation Clan again, how could he hold back.

"Ah...... Roar ......"

Long Yifan was furious, crazy, crazy. Yang Tian roared, his eyes kept flowing with tears, some blood appeared in his golden eyes, and in the center of his pupils, a blood-colored dragon shadow was forming: "Reincarnation, damn it! all of them should be damned!" His voice was no longer so good, it seemed so hoarse and dull, and he was talking with his mouth closed. The clothes on his upper body were torn, and thick black tentacles protruded from his spine, and the red light from his eyes tore through the sky, staining the sky of Central City red.

"It's not good, my junior brother is in a demon. Evacuate students as soon as possible. Qinglong said urgently, and as he spoke, he took all the students of Qinglong Academy into his sleeve. White Tiger and the others also hurried into action.

"Bastard of the Wheel Clan, tell me, where is your settlement?" Long Yifan stepped into the ring and dragged Zhu Sanping with the word "soldier" and asked. "Hmph, are you stupid for me?" Zhu Sanping was not convinced. "Don't say it, die!" Long Yifan had already lost his mind a little, and his patience in his heart was getting worse and worse. The two-handed soldier script remained unchanged, and the tentacles behind him surged up, piercing Zhu Sanping in an instant, "The last time, do you want to say it?" Long Yifan imprisoned Zhu Sanping and asked again. "Don't say it!" Zhu Sanping snorted coldly.

"Die!" Long Yifan roared, devouring began, almost when the word "death" just came out, Zhu Sanping was already dead, and there was nothing left. "Maling Mountain Range, the Wheel Clan is going to die, there is no one left, avenge my brother!" the crazy Long Yifan roared and rushed out of the Central City, flying towards the Maling Mountain Range.