A purple card printed with the word 'elite', a set of light blue, inlaid with gold edges, and the school uniform of the Martial Arts Academy on the left chest, after giving away these two things, he didn't even say where to rest at night, Liu Yuntao turned around and turned into a phantom and disappeared into the square, leaving only Mengjiao standing there, a few fallen leaves slowly falling under the autumn wind, accompanied by dim lights, indescribably desolate.

"Boy, don't blame the old man for being ruthless. After completing the test qualification, find the address of the elite class to report, and then enter the dormitory to rest, which is the rule of the college over the years. If you can't even do this little thing, you will inevitably be laughed at by your classmates in the future, and drinking some northwest wind in advance is also a good appetizer. "Hiding behind a big tree, how can Liu Yuntao still have the slightest example of being a teacher at this time? Even if he has decided to befriend this little guy, he has not been soft at all when he should tease.

Mengjiao's brain is not stupid, to be precise, he is even a smart person. Liu Yuntao's attitude towards himself is so big that he doesn't doubt it, I'm afraid he doesn't believe it! Referring to what he had heard before, in the martial arts academy, there are rules such as 'the law of the jungle' and 'everything depends on oneself', he immediately guessed that spending the first night peacefully, reporting to the elite class, and not being late tomorrow morning, this is the first test he encountered.

There is no road in the world, but when there are many people walking, there is a road. In this place full of people, what are you afraid of? The corners of Mengjiao's mouth curled slightly, as if he had thought of some good idea, he chose a random direction, and walked over.

Standing under a building, Mengjiao sorted out the elite student school uniform that he had just put on, not to mention, it was really a person who relied on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and when he changed out of the gray cotton clothes, he looked much more energetic. Picked up two stacked leaves, curled them slightly and put them to his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Listen, everyone, all come down for me, and go to the elite class to gather!"

"Listen, everyone, come down for me, and go to the elite class to assemble !!"

"Listen, everyone, come down for me, and go to the elite class to assemble !!"

From the first shout of the dream, the entire floor began to be lively, and by the third time, there were no less than 500 people standing downstairs in the originally empty building, and as time passed, this number also increased.

Hundreds of people gathered together, and the chaos was not in shape. Fortunately, a few people led by Meng Jiao saw that Meng Jiao was wearing an elite class uniform, so they forcibly endured the resentment of being woken up from a sweet dream and going downstairs to blow the cold wind, standing there honestly, occasionally comforting the surrounding classmates, and waiting until a quarter of an hour passed, Zuihou appeared alone, they were completely quiet, looking at the opposite side with blazing eyes, and Meng Jiao who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

"What are you doing in a daze, let me gather in front of the elite class!" Meng Jiao opened his eyes, his expression was extremely indifferent, as if he was not facing a group of people, but a few ants. At the same time, a powerful aura in the body emanated, overwhelmingly suppressing the past, so that the people who had the heart to ask what was going on immediately shut up, this level of coercion, even their teachers do not have, there are many demons in the elite class, why do you have more mouths? Let me go, anyway, I don't lose a piece of meat, and I take a walk after dinner!

Liu Yuntao hid behind a big tree, watching Mengjiao trot all the way from the square, downstairs in the junior dormitory, the ghost cried wolf and shouted a few times, and everyone was recruited. originally thought that a conflict would break out between the two sides, but who knew that these guys didn't have any blood, and none of them came forward, and they all honestly did what others said, which made him have to start worrying about the ordinary class students: Could it be that the prestige of the elite class is not even the juniors who are convinced?

Slowly following behind, watching a large group of people show him the way, Meng Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was indescribably comfortable. Just now, he called the liliang of the martial artist in the black stone space for the first time and injected it into his body, and the feeling that he was full of liliang, as if he was possessed by a martial god, made him addicted to it for a while!

What kind of people are in the Black Stone Space? Those are the peak powerhouses of the various martial arts factions that the Chinese people have come up with with great Zen Essence! Whether it is the absolute god who claims to be invincible in the flesh and can resist the sword soldiers, or the nameless who has profound internal skills and takes the head of a person several miles away, even if he loses his physical body, there is only a trace of obsession, and his strength is less than one percent of the heyday, it is not something that ordinary martial artists can compete with!

Xiongba is ambitious, Bai Qi is ruthless, Dongfang is undefeated that guy, all the time thinking about helping himself to purify himself, so that he can cultivate the Sunflower Treasure Book and worship her as a teacher, Wang Chongyang may be normal, but who can guarantee that his character is really so noble? It is precisely because of these many reasons that Mengjiao will have a headache because of who to summon, last time it was the gentle and elegant Nie Feng, this time he summoned Liliang, his personality will naturally not be bad, he is the great hero Guo Jing, who bears the national righteousness, guards Xiangyang City for decades, and does not take a step back when he dies!

Convinced that he was a Han from beginning to end, Zuihou couldn't stop the Mongolian iron cavalry after all. The beggars and disciples died in batches in front of their eyes, and their wives and daughters also died tragically in front of them, how could he not hate them in his heart? It was this resentment that made him obsessed with it, and he carried a wisp of Huang Rong's incense soul into the black stone, while his daughter and others were powerless, and could only sit and watch their souls fly away.

Because of Huang Rong's incomplete soul and weak obsession, even if Old Man Hong is also in the black stone, the two of them work together, but they still can't condense it into a body in a short time, and can only slowly recuperate. The strength did not exist, and under this loss, he and Hong Qigong completely withdrew from the ranks of top masters.

Now summoned by Mengjiao, casually said, 'If it is possible in the future, I will help you and your husband and wife resurrect', so that this honest man has the strength to die, not only passed the only little liliang, but also regardless of the obsession loss, the "Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter", "Serpentine Raccoon Turning Technique" and "Nine Yin Divine Claws" in the Jiuyin True Scripture were transmitted, according to what he said, if it was not for the consent of Hong Qigong, he could not teach the gong privately, I am afraid that even the eighteen palms of the dragon would have to be taught in one go.

sighed in his heart that Guo Jing was sincere to his wife, and Mengjiao was even more determined to help them resurrect if it was possible!

The modified body has a wide range of veins, and even if it can accommodate more energy, there is no problem. Since the muscles and veins are smooth, and there is the help of external liliang, Mengjiao will naturally not let go of this opportunity. Running the Fengshen Leg Exercise with all his might, the originally vague sense of qi, under the stimulation of Guo Jing Liliang, immediately became real, and a strand of silver energy with the thickness of a hair three inches below the umbilicus was constantly squirming and deriving, and under the impetus of a majestic liliang, it was running rapidly at a speed that exceeded its own speed of two thousand.

The dormitory building of the third year, not very far from the location of the elite class, is seven or eight miles full, ten minutes later, I can already vaguely see a hot stamping card hanging on the outer wall of a villa in front of me, with the four big characters of 'elite class' written on it, more than 500 people stood there honestly, and were reprimanded loudly by a middle-aged woman wearing a leather coat and a slender figure.

"What nonsense?!, how could someone from my elite class come to your ordinary class dormitory building to make trouble, and it is impossible for you to come here to gather!"

The middle-aged woman's voice was crisp and pleasant, even if she was angry, she didn't feel much coercion. Mengjiao walked with a smile, feeling that the liliang that belonged to Guo Jing had faded like a tide, and the silver inner breath that was originally two fingers long and thin in the dantian had grown to the thickness of the little finger and half a foot long at this time, and the speed of progress was amazing, which made him have some confidence in his heart, even if the internal breath was still small, it had not yet been transformed into internal qi, and it was 108,000 miles away from the true qi, and it could be combined with the wind god legs, and the power was still enough to deter any warrior who dared to challenge himself!

"Mentor, it's him! It's him! It's him! He's the one who asked us to come here and gather here!" A sharp-eyed guy saw Mengjiao strolling from a distance, and immediately shouted loudly, diverting the attention of the middle-aged woman who was reprimanding himself and the others, and the growing anger to other places.

Holding the purple card given by Liu Yuntao in both hands, Mengjiao tidied up the school uniform without any wrinkles on his body, and said loudly: "Freshman Mengjiao, come to report!"

"Freshman?" The middle-aged woman frowned slightly, took the card and glanced at it, and after a while, she seemed to remember something, and said in a low voice: "By the way, today is the day when the freshmen enter the school!

"Yes, Wind and Thunder attributes. Looking at the middle-aged woman taking out a crystal as she spoke, Mengjiao stretched out her hand without hesitation, pressed it on it, and a ray of silver light immediately rushed out of the crystal, rolling up and down at the same time, revealing a trace of purple.

Thinking of today's freshman admission, and then looking at a group of junior students, with a shocked and frightened expression on their faces, the middle-aged woman waved her hand and asked them all to go back, and said to Mengjiao helplessly: "The treatment enjoyed by each student in the elite class is a hundred times that of ordinary students, and correspondingly, the requirements are much stricter." On the first day of enrollment, I came to report by myself, which was the first test, and now that you have finished, I am the elite class teacher Ning Xiang, welcome to join the elite class!"

"Wait, you say the first test, that is, there is a second, a third, or even more?" Before the middle-aged woman's voice fell, Mengjiao had already heard the Tao inside, and he didn't want to be led by others all the time.

"The second test is ......"

"There is no such thing as a third or more, just two tests. When the middle-aged woman was about to say the second test, a young man in a black dress, with the junior student who had just left, came from a distance, his appearance was gentle and elegant, and his tone was soft but with arrogance, which made people admire and at the same time, his heart was full of awe of him.

"The second test is to pass the challenge of any student in our elite class, of course, it is not to win, as long as you can hold on for a minute undefeated. The man said, pressing his right hand on his chest, pulling it violently, tearing the dress on his body to shreds, "It's better to be late than early, so many junior students are enough to be witnesses." Introduce myself, I am Zhao Cheng, a student of the elite class of wind physique, and also Zhao Fei's brother!"

Zhao Fei's brother?!Mengjiao's heart jumped, feeling the murderous aura on the other side getting stronger and stronger, and subconsciously looked at the elite head teacher Ning Xiang beside him, "Director, is this the rule?!"

"That's fine. As Ning Xiang's words fell, Zhao Cheng hahadaxiao got up, and a tragic momentum surged out of his body, "Being able to injure my younger brother, it can be seen that you are not bad, let me see today how many catties and taels you have!"