Three months later, it was another ordinary day, there were snowflakes outside, and the earth seemed to be covered in white tents.

"It's so beautiful!" Ling Qu said as he walked into the classroom. As the wind blew more and more fiercely, the snow became denser and heavier, like a white net woven into a few feet away, and nothing could be seen. This morning is all cultural class, and Ling Qu's cultural class grades have always been among the top in the class. Due to the special martial soul of Ling Qu, there is no way to accurately divide him into classes, but the rabbit should belong to the Min department, so don't be assigned to the second class, the average martial soul level of the classmates in the class is already above level four, and even, there is a seventh-level student, he is a true dragon martial soul, which can be regarded as rare in the Luohe Continent, and it will definitely be very strong in the future. Ling Qu was miserable, he was only at the third level, and his ascension was really slow. By noon, the snow had stopped, and when the teacher announced the end of class, the students dispersed. The sky spit out a pale yellow, the sun finally appeared, and when Ling Qu walked to the restaurant, the aroma of food had already come to his nose and stepped into it. Most of them had already taken their seats and had their meals taken. I saw that Ling Qu couldn't break down, and rushed to the buffet area, only to see that he was less than two steps, this is, a classmate on the side turned around and walked this way, because he rushed too hard, he didn't stop with Ben, and directly crashed into the classmate. Ling Qu hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't mean to!" Ling Qu said embarrassedly, when Ling Qu raised his head to look at the boy, he turned out to be a bald head, and his wig was knocked to the side, which was the surrounding classmates all discussing him in a low voice, and some even laughed, the classmate's face was full of anger, and with murderous aura, he shouted: "Look for death! boy!" grabbed Ling Qu's clothes and pulled him outside, Ling Qu did not resist, but looked helpless.

"You dare to expose my ugliness, find something, have the ability to fight alone!" I saw the chubby boy say, and then, the martial spirit under his feet had risen, and at the same moment, a big hammer in his left hand also appeared.

His martial soul is the Broken Ming Hammer, which belongs to a common martial soul in the power system. The hammer that existed as if it were nothing became a physical object.

At this time, Ling Qu also subconsciously summoned his own martial soul, the little rabbit, because this is a new kind of martial spirit, and there is no name, so Ling Qu called it the little rabbit, more kind, the little white rabbit just landed, and turned into a light attached to Ling Qu's right hand, the fat man saw that the situation was not good, and a hammer slashed over, only to see Ling Qu move a step to the right, and the hammer interjected, but he just wanted to say something, and another hammer came over the top of his head, this time there was no way to dodge, Ling Qu raised his right hand, and blocked the heavy blow of the hammer, only to see a rabbit ghost, black, lightly stepped on the hammer, and then there was a loud bang, the whole hammer made a cracking sound, and the fat man's martial soul was forced to retract。

The fat man, pale, covered his face with his hands, and ran to the small garden of the academy. At this time, the dean was standing in the grove next to him, touching his chin and praising his mouth with satisfaction.

I don't know which classmate said: "Let him be so strong, he really can't understand others, it's really retribution!" The onlookers nodded silently, but Ling Qu kept a straight face and didn't speak again...... After this battle, Ling Qu saw his strength clearly, among his peers, his strength was excellent, why do you say that, because the fat student who fought with him was invincible in the first class, and often bullied the weak.

This is also related to his father, his father is a great soul master of the Eight Rings Cultivation, in the Luohe army, but he has a very high status, that is a top talent, but now, Ling Qu has defeated a person with such a powerful bloodline.

But the only thing that makes him miserable is his martial soul level, among his peers, his martial soul level is ridiculously low, it's just a joke, it's normal for a child who is three years younger than him to be a third-level martial soul, with his current cultivation speed, I'm afraid it's too difficult to reach the second ring of cultivation before the age of fifteen.

But with his special martial spirit, no one can estimate what his future will become......