"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two crisp slaps resounded throughout the Luoyang shop in no particular order, and the right faces of Wan Qiang and Qingjun students swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone present was shocked by this change, Wei Ling was really as fierce as the legend, in front of him, the two late stage of foundation building were powerless to fight back.

Well, my buddies and I were stunned.

"Could it be that Xiao Lingzi took drugs today?" Mu Sen, who had just come to the first floor, pinched Li Huairuo beside him. Looking at the sky, this is not very wild. Isn't Little Zero a cold and beautiful boy in white who is not as quiet as a mountain? Why is he so crazy today? Well, this must be a fake Little Zero.

Compared to the surprise of the others, Wan Qiang and Qingjun students were full of shock, because before Wei Lingwei made a move, they were already secretly on guard, and the spiritual power in their bodies was quietly surging, and it was about to explode. But who would have thought that he still couldn't stop Wei Ling from slapping his hand.

Wan Qiang pressed his hands on the table, his body trembling with anger, everything that happened today will definitely spread throughout Qingyang Academy. Not only did he not take revenge for his broken leg, but he was once again slapped in the face, and he will never be able to hold his head up again.

Qingjun student's face was blue, he didn't expect Wei Ling to really dare to do it, just because he picked the thorn of the Luoyang shop, he dared to do it directly, was he really unscrupulous to this point?

"Who else thinks there is a problem with the rules of the Luoyang shop?" Wei Ling's voice was cold, his eyes were like a god, and no one dared to look directly. At this time, Wei Ling is like a lion proudly in the fauna, looking forward to brilliance, and his powerful momentum is overwhelming.

"We're not done with this!" Under Wei Ling's powerful pressure, Qingjun student's face changed pale for a while, and then he gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"Really?" Wei Ling's tone was not shocked, but his gaze became colder and colder.

Qingjun student felt his throat dry, and in the face of Wei Ling's gaze, he actually felt a tremor from his soul. He gritted his teeth tightly, his fist clenched and creaked, he was unwilling and puzzled, as a descendant of the Rong family, as a disciple of the Yuanying master, how could he lose to a loose cultivator from a wild road.

"Yes!" Qingjun Student's eyes suddenly turned red, and an aura far beyond the late stage of foundation building rose above him, this aura was just big and cold, shaking the void out of ripples visible to the naked eye.

"You've me off!" said the Qingjun student as he looked at Wei Ling and said word by word. As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden storm and thunder around him, and the lightning was shining, dazzling and murderous.

Big thunder palm!

Some onlookers and students were surprised, they actually saw the shadow of the Rongjia Zhen clan's exercise Da Lei Yin palm from the starting ceremony of the Qingjun students. The Great Thunder Sound Palm is a medium-level exercise, and it is said to be the practice created by the distraction giant who created the Rong family's visualization of the divine thunder.

Facing the rolling aura of Qingjun's students, Wei Ling's face was still calm, and the powerful wind blew his white clothes like a hunting sound, like a relict and independent immortal.

"You dare to insult me?" Seeing that Wei Ling was still unfazed, Qingjun Student seemed a little annoyed and angry.

A sound like thunder suddenly exploded, deafening, the wind around Qingjun students collided, the thunder shimmered, and a palm made of thunder gradually took shape in the void.

Big thunder palm!

At this time, some teachers and students who were originally aware of it also saw the moves used by Qingjun's students. Da Lei Yinzhang only passed on the Rong family's lineage, so isn't this Qingjun student who is obviously a freshman?

Rong Xi! This time the White Lotus Secret Realm Trial ranked tenth demon. If everything made sense to him, the matter of Drunken Xiangju would have already spread throughout Qingyang City. Although the Rong family said afterwards that it was just a junior exchange and did not interfere. But with the Rong family's character of retribution, how can this loss be swallowed alive?

"It is really a lord with clear grievances, and there is revenge. One student muttered softly, his words full of mockery. The merits of the matter of Drunken Xiangju have long been decided, and he is playing the trick of bullying others, and he still does not allow others to fight back? Rong family, what kind of thing?

"Xiao Ling, are we coming?" Seeing that Qingjun's student, that is, Rong Xi's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and the big thunder sound palm was also tending to take shape, Zhang Zhen licked his lips and said. It's been a long time since I've been fighting, and my hands are itchy.

"I'll come. Wei Ling shook his head.

"Okay. Zhang Zhen said regretfully, since Xiao Ling wants to make a move, there is nothing for them to do. Just like this, it is estimated that Xiao Zero will be overturned in one move. Alas, I have to continue to itch my hands.

"Wind and thunder!" Rong Xi's thunder palm was completely formed, and when he roared angrily, he slapped the thunder palm fiercely!

Suddenly, the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the entire Luoyang small shop surged, and they all converged towards the thunder palm, condensing into a series of spiritual power trajectories like waves. By the time the Thunder Palm arrived in front of Wei Ling, a huge whirlpool had formed around it, and the whirlpool was filled with lightning and thunder, and darkness surged.

"It is worthy of the Rong family's Zhen clan exercises, with a palm swing, the heavens and the earth change color. The onlookers sighed. Although few people like the Rong family, everyone has to admit that the Rong family has stood in Qingyang City for many years, and there are indeed two brushes.

"This palm is at least at the level of the early stage of enlightenment, right?"

"Alas, this is the anti-heaven aspect of the high-level exercises, I wonder if Wei Ling can resist it?"

"It should be fine, after all, his record is there. Even the peak of the opening light is not afraid, how can he be afraid of a late stage of foundation building?"

"You can't say that, Wei Ling's arrow that seriously injured the Kaiguang Peak Blood Clan was a joint effort of everyone, not his own work, and I haven't heard of any proud achievements in him later, who knows what his true level is?"

"Those two palms just now are enough to prove that he is extraordinary, right?"

"It's just taking advantage of people's surprises. ”

......

Seeing Rongxi's move, the onlookers and teachers and students made a noise, discussing the strength and weakness of the two. In general, those who think that Wei Ling will win have the upper hand, after all, the name of the tree shadow. However, there are also some people who support Rongxi, and the big thunder sound has suppressed Qingyang for so many years, and it is not in vain.

"Whoosh!"

Wei Ling's soles were windy, and he walked in steps. If you don't move, it's like a cheetah pounced, and with a flash of figure, it avoided the huge thunderous palm and approached Rong Xi.

"Hmph, it's a good time!" Seeing Wei Ling dodging the thunderous palm, Rong Xi was not surprised or happy, his hands were crossed, shaking back and forth, and suddenly a wonderful energy fluctuation scattered.

By the time Wei Ling was about to deceive himself, the ability fluctuations in Rong Xi's hand had already fluctuated, and he once again formed a thunderous palm that emitted a dazzling light. However, unlike the previous Thunder Palm, this Thunder Palm is not straight, its thumb is buckled, and the other four fingers are slightly bent, forming a strange gesture.

"Wind and thunder!" Rong Xi pushed out with a palm, and the violent air wave swept away, dispersing to the surroundings.

"I don't know how Wei Ling will deal with this move?" a student murmured, just now Wei Ling relied on speed to dodge the thunder palm, but this time I am afraid it will be difficult to dodge with speed. After all, the two of them were too close, and as soon as this thunder palm was launched, it came to Wei Ling.

"What!"

In the blazing eyes of everyone, Thunder's palm slammed into Wei Ling's chest.

Everyone was shocked, Wei Ling didn't have a defense, or didn't defend at all?

"No!" someone shouted softly, and after the thunder palm struck Wei Ling's body, he didn't freeze at all, and passed through.

Phantom! Rong Xi hit the phantom! Where is Wei Ling now?

Be there!

Wei Ling clenched his hands into fists, and the breeze on his fists was entangled, exuding extremely rich spiritual power fluctuations. I saw him punch out, like a dragon going out to sea, mixed with grand might.

"Boom!"

The cyan fist smashed through the air, emitting a loud roar, and then landed heavily on Rong Xi's lower abdomen. A dull sound sounded, and scattered ripples of spiritual power squeezed the air out, forming a wide vacuum. Under the solemn gaze of everyone, Rong Xi flew out like a broken rag doll, passed through the gate, skimmed over the stone bridge, and landed in the vegetable garden that had not yet grown fruits and vegetables.

"Didn't you say that Wei Ling was good at using arrows?

"In the face of Rongxi, who used the Great Thunder Sound Palm, Wei Ling is still devastating, this son is extraordinary!"

"I really don't know what kind of power Wei Ling bends his bow and shoots arrows?"

......

Looking at Wei Ling, who was still in white and cold, many people showed admiration in their eyes. Some of the teachers had twinkling eyes, as if they were thinking about something.

"Lao Zhang, you said that I want to take Wei Ling as an apprentice, will he agree?"

"I think it's hanging, Wei Ling's main attack is archery, and you practice palm skills, so you don't have any attraction to him. ”

"Alas, it's mainly such a good seedling, I look at it and my heart itches. ”

"Who isn't, if he is well trained, sooner or later this son will shake the whole wilderness!"

......

In addition to normal teaching, the teachers of Qingyang College will also accept apprentices, the kind of apprentices who are masters and fathers from now on. The teachers of Qingyang Academy will only teach ordinary students what is within the scope of the academy, and it will not be deep or shallow. But disciples are different, they will pass on their lifelong knowledge to their disciples, no matter how deep or shallow.

Who doesn't want to find a disciple who can inherit their mantle? Who doesn't want to teach a disciple who can shock the wilderness?

yes, everybody wants to. But if you want to have an egg, none of the students who can enter Qingyang Academy are easy people, except for those students who have a heritage in themselves, and except for those who are not going to apprentice and are ready to break out of their own way, there are not many students who can choose from many teachers.

Moreover, most teachers will strive for excellence when selecting disciples, even to the point of nitpicking. After all, he is going to be trained as a successor, and if he is not strict, there is definitely a good chance that he will spend time in the toilet in the future.

Why?

Crying faint in the toilet.

Therefore, up to now, nearly one-third of the teachers in Qingyang Academy have not accepted a single disciple, and it is better to have a shortage than to be overused.

"I still want to try, otherwise I won't be reconciled. ”

"In that case, I'll try it too. ”

"Lao Li, you don't pay attention!"

"Pay attention to this hammer, do you think it's your own heart?"

......

"Little Lingzi, are you planning to join the demolition team?" Just when some teachers were eager to try and talk to Wei Ling, a helpless voice came.

This is?

Everyone turned their heads, only to see Mu Sen's hands jumping like butterflies, slapping Rong Xi's thunder palm one after another, and the originally powerful thunder palm gradually disappeared under Mu Sen's patting.

Wei Ling's originally cold face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he was playing high, forgetting that this was not a wild place. With these two palms played by Rongxi, it is absolutely easy to dismantle the entire Luoyang small shop into slag.

"Everyone, excuse me, Yaxing, one person will send a cup of secret ice emerald grass juice in a while. Seeing that Wei Ling was embarrassed, Mu Sen did not continue to tease, but clenched his fists and said to many diners. Although it's a fool looking for trouble, after all, it happened in your own store, so you still have to have the posture you should have.

"The owner of the wood shop was polite, and we were not affected, but watched a wonderful competition. ”

"Wei Ling is really extraordinary, and the Luoyang store is really full of talents. ”

"Wood shopkeeper, what is the juice of the Ice Cuiqing Grass? Is it the juice condensed from the Ice Cuiqing Grass?"

......

In the face of the hustle and bustle of everyone, Mu Sen responded one by one. At this time, the spiritual power wrapped around Wei Ling's body dissipated and regained peace. Zhang Zhen and the others were no longer tense, and the entire Luoyang shop was lively again. As for Rongxi, who cares about him?

The crown is covered with Jinghua, and the people are alone and haggard.

When everyone was happy and eager, Wan Qiang, whose face was blue and blue, looked particularly eye-catching. Wan Qiang had both resentment and confusion in his eyes at this time. When Rong Xi used the Great Thunder Sound Palm, he was excited, thinking that Wei Ling would definitely be trampled underfoot. But I didn't expect that Wei Ling was so strong, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead with just one move.

What a Wei Ling, what a small shop in Luoyang!

Gradually, some people turned their eyes to Wan Qiang, and there was an obvious playfulness on their faces. They are very curious, what will Wan Qiang do next? Will he admit it directly, or will he hold on to it to the end?

In fact, Wan Qiang is also very entangled now, if he admits it, then he may live in the shadows for the rest of his life. But if you survive to the end, it is estimated that your legs will not be protected. Maggie, the abominable Broken Leg Squad!

After being polite with everyone, Mu Sen also set his eyes on Wan Qiang, he was thinking about whether to break Wan Qiang's left leg, or Wan Qiang's right leg, or both legs?

"What do you want to do?"

"you. ”

......

Wan Qiang's color is strong, and Mu Sen is calm and relaxed. One is Langyuan Immortal, and the other is beautiful and flawless. One is tofu dregs, and the other is pretending to be a man.

"Bell!"

Just when Mu Sen and Wan Qiang were about to collide with sparks, a magnificent roar suddenly resounded.

Everyone's eyes were slightly condensed, and they all looked out. At this time, in the vegetable garden of the small shop in Luoyang, Rongxi stood up from a large pit with a pungent smell, his clothes were torn, and several blood marks on his face were oozing blood, looking extremely miserable.

The world is big, and the disfigurement is the greatest.

"Whoosh!"

Before everyone could react, Wei Ling stepped out and came to the stone bridge, hunting in white, and he was suave.

Well, riding a horse leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves. Mu Sen nodded, he had to consider whether to let Leng Nan make a few alluring illusions on the second or third floor, after all, there are pictures and truths, and it is not good to rely on obscenity alone.

"Wei Ling, I want you to die!" Rong Xi seemed to have lost his mind, and his body exuded a palpitating aura.

"Death you are paralyzed!

Hmm? Something seems wrong?

Seeing Wei Ling's posthumous demeanor, he had no fear at all, and Mu Sen became a wingman with peace of mind.

The first rule of wingmen: will curse.

Why?

The art of war is in turmoil with its mind.

"The surname is Rong, Xiao Lingzi can defeat you once, and he can defeat you a second time. Acquaintances, get out of here!"

"Tell you, don't be embarrassed. Little Zero can even overturn that bright period called Rongming with one arrow, what are you?"

"Gave you face, didn't you? Dare to provoke again and again, believe it or not, I asked people to turn you?"

......

Everyone looked at Mu Sen who was jumping up and down, and they were a little speechless, what is this. Ma Ji is a person with status, can you pay attention to your image? How can you scold people and play tricks like a splash in the market?

For everyone's surprise, Mu Sen didn't care at all. Don't always care about other people's opinions, otherwise you will live a very tired life. The road of life must always be walked by itself, and no matter how loud the voice of others, they are just passers-by.

Oh, that's why you're swearing?

At this time, Rong Xi's face turned red, and the anger in his heart was about to explode his whole body. I cut the fork, is this a fight or a scolding on the street? Teacher, I report, someone swears.

The momentum on Rong Xi's body began to rise again, and there was wind and thunder in his eyes, causing the air around him to freeze for several feet, and then the ice powder was scattered in the wilderness.

Whoa, everyone in the audience gasped, Rongxi was fighting. Just from the qi emanating from his body, you can sense that his current strength is above the enlightenment. It is worthy of being a descendant of the Rong family, with a secret method, and if you can't beat it, you will be upgraded.

Rong Xi raised his right hand, and the slightest arc of lightning jumped on his hand, cracking the vacuum, revealing small but hideous cracks. At the same time, he pressed down with his left hand, and the wind swirled the pieces, stirring up ripples. After a moment, his left and right hands stopped at the same time, up and down, outlining a circle. This circular mid-wind thunder is agitated and densely entangled, like a seamless grid of light curtains.

"The wind is thundering!" Rong Xi's tone was cold, like snow drifting for thousands of miles, freezing everything. Wind Thunder was the strongest move he could master at the moment, and he had relied on this move to kill a fierce beast at the peak of the fourth grade.

The light curtain grid blasted towards Wei Ling, and everywhere he went, the void twisted violently, creating fine ripples.

As soon as Rong Xifu made a move, the onlookers were terrified, especially some old students, who were full of horror. Ma Ji, Lao Tzu Qingyang College has studied hard for so many years, but the result is not as good as a freshman who has just enrolled. Don't want to live.

In the face of the overwhelming wind and thunder, Wei Ling's face was not shocked. I saw that as soon as he held his hands, a bow and arrow condensed from spiritual power appeared in his hand. Since breaking through the pinnacle of foundation building, as long as it is not a life-and-death fight, Wei Ling generally uses spiritual power to condense arrows, which is not only easy to control and kill, but also can temper spiritual power, killing two birds with one stone.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Mu Sen bent the bow and drew the string, and the spirit arrow roared out, ignoring the rolling wind and thunder as nothing, and the tip of the arrow was bright, shining on the heaven and earth.

"At a young age, what a ruthless heart!"