"This hundred refining boxing is just the first grade and the lower level, and it is the most rubbish mystical skill, I really don't know why we have to force us to practice this......."

Ning Qingru heard someone muttering quietly beside him, and after listening, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Beginning...... Is it a beginner? Or is it a lower level? This kind of thing that people in the family can't look down on is actually used by the metaphysical tutor of Changxin Academy to teach?

Ning Qingru felt that either he was crazy, or that Tutor Li Yifeng was crazy, or that Changxin Academy really didn't take Class 11 seriously.

After thinking about it, Ning Qingru felt that it was still Changxin Academy that did not take the students of their eleventh class seriously, and this explanation was more reliable.

All around, the other students were whispering something, and the voices were together, like a swarm of mosquitoes, the demons were dancing and buzzing.

Li Yifeng, who was standing in the center of the martial arts arena, didn't care about the puzzlement of these students, just stiffened his face and said, "The first one, who is coming?"

Hearing him speak, the four sides fell silent, and the pins could be heard.

No one came forward.

Li Yifeng didn't seem to be surprised by this meeting at all, and opened his mouth directly, casually naming him, and said, "Chai Xukun." ”

Everyone looked at Chai Xukun, who had been in front.

The handsome boy who looked like a woman walked out calmly after hearing Li Yifeng call him by name.

"Hey, Brother Kun's talent and comprehension are not comparable to other wastes in our class, the hundred refining boxing spectrum, to say the least, I understand more than seventy percent, at least ten punches!"

When Chai Xukun slowly made a starting gesture, someone in the crowd said excitedly. It seems that Chai Xukun is powerful, he is powerful. In this regard, Chai Xukun's encampers naturally nodded again and again, and although the others were a little disgusted with these guys, they also had to admit that Chai Xukun's talent was indeed much higher than them.

"Let's get started. ”

Li Yifeng saw that he was ready, so he said casually.

Chai Xukun punched out suddenly, and a thick white mist began to evaporate all over his body, and after a punch, fine sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't stop, and then several punches were struck.

Ning Qingru looked at Chai Xukun's slightly undulating chest, his eyes were shining, and he seemed to understand a little bit why Li Yifeng wanted them to master the Hundred Refining Fist.

Panting, Chai Xukun punched nearly twenty punches in a row, and then finally exhausted his strength, and after hugging his fist towards Li Yifeng, he was bubbling with bursts of heat, holding his body strongly, and retreating with vague steps, it was only nearly twenty punches, and a monk of the Three Realms like Chai Xukun was sweating profusely as if he had just been brought out of the water, and this strong visual impact made Ning Qingru's face change slightly.

He already understood Li Yifeng's intentions.

"Next, Yao Chen. ”

Li Yifeng shouted again.

It seems that he is not randomly named, but called according to the strength ranking. It's just that I don't know why he didn't call Xue Zhiqian.

Probably he didn't think that fierce man needed to practice this ridiculous hundred refining boxing?

Yao Chen naturally had a bunch of hugs, and he desperately praised him when he stepped forward. The performance of the last Chai Xukun can be said to have greatly increased the face of these people, so they boasted that Yao Chen was blowing harder.

"Brother Chen can punch more than ten punches to say the least, and like us, we can wake up from a dream with a smile if we can punch five punches!"

"I think Brother Chen and Brother Kun are already of equal strength, and he is one of the strongest people in my eleventh class, so I think his results should be similar to Brother Kun. ”

“.......”

Listening to the well-founded praise of these guys, Ning Qingru is simply a big head, and one of the strongest people in the eleventh class, one of them, that is, Xue Zhiqian is too lazy to care, otherwise, one punch is a "one monster", if you don't recognize the reality, do you really think that the gap between the six realms and the three realms is as simple as comparing three fingers.

What's more, Xue Zhiqian's six realms have to be put in double quotation marks. can injure the mentor of the Eight Realms, the ghost knows what this guy has become.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yao Chen took a deep breath, started his hand, punched, and completed it in one go.

Li Yifeng frowned, feeling that this Yao Chen punched before he even adjusted his breath, and his heart was too impetuous, but he didn't bother to say anything, although he was asked by the academy to teach class eleven, but he also knew that the academy was more concerned about the various immortals and fierce people behind these guys, and tried to tilt resources as much as possible.

Knowing this inside story, Li Yifeng's requirements for the students of these eleventh classes are naturally not as high as those of other classes, and he rarely gives special guidance when he teaches them. Of course, it's not that he doesn't have a teacher's morality, it's that even if he instructs these guys, no one listens carefully, and he never gets the slightest gratitude, but more of these young ladies are casually abused, so how can he be bored.

Yao Chen punched seventeen punches in a row, two punches less than Xue Zhiqian, his face was pale, sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he gasped and retreated.

Ning Qingru took in these subtle expressions of his.

This guy is still a little strong?

In the future, if you face up to that bullshit "Piao Piao Youth League" again, you can't say that there will be a breakthrough. Of course, Ning Qingru didn't care much about that ridiculous little group, and it was just a flash of inspiration to have these thoughts.

"Next, Yang Youfang. ”

With Li Yifeng's voice, a tall and strong man walked out of the crowd.

Is he Yang Youfang?

Ning Qingru was dumbfounded, he had peeked at this person more than once, without him, he was really too "standing out from the crowd". Speaking of which, although Yang Youfang is one of the three initiators of the "Piaopiao Youth League", he is quite low-key, and he is very inconspicuous in the eleventh class here.

However, the more inconspicuous it was, the more it made Ning Qingru feel threatened.

If it weren't for the fact that the family felt a piece of rotten wood, how could it be sent to Class 11?

But this Yang Youfang is very low-key.

Ning Qingru looked at this person silently, he knew very well in his heart that because of this morning's incident, he would face this person sooner or later.

I just don't know when or what.

Yang Youfang walked out, and after standing still, he didn't rush to put on a starting pose. Behind him, compared to Chai Xukun and Yao Chen, no one touted it, of course, compared to the previous noise, after he stood still, it was already a lot quieter. Everyone looked at him, including Chai Xukun and Yao Chen, the two of them, who didn't even recover on their knees, supported themselves and stared at Yang Youfang.

Li Yifeng looked at Yang Youfang and was slightly moved.

Because he came to teach Class 11, that is, a few months ago, he only knew that there was a person named Yang Youfang who should have been expelled because of a crime, but after the discussion of the leaders of the academy and external pressure, he was simply put in Class 11.

The experience is very similar to Xue Zhiqian, they all came out of the main class, but this Yang Youfang's talent is far inferior to Xue Zhiqian, and the reason why his name will be remembered by Li Yifeng is only because of his heart.

Yang Youfang, with an excellent heart and calm as a mountain, is the evaluation of the college.

And most of those who get this evaluation in terms of mental nature stand at the top of their respective classes.

Yang Youfang slowly raised his hand, and then, he punched like a dragon.

A large amount of white mist rose up, and Yang Youfang seemed to be rampage in the swirling smoke, but in the blink of an eye, he had already swung ten punches!

Not only that, but his face was not red at all, and his heart was not beating, and he suddenly threw the eleventh punch as if nothing happened!

Chai Xukun and Yao Chen's faces suddenly became gloomy.

This Yang Youfang, speaking of which is much younger than them, is only eighteen years old this year, and was driven from the fourth class of the second level to the eleventh class, which is not inconspicuous at all, but he did not expect that now he has faintly surpassed them!

After quickly handing out twenty-three punches, Yang Youfang's speed slowed down, and he continued to punch one punch after another with a very rhythmic sense.

Li Yifeng's eyes lit up slightly, knowing that Yang Youfang already had his own understanding of the Hundred Refining Fist Spectrum. This may not be an uncommon thing for the students in the main class, but in the eleventh class, which is full of waste, it is so rare.

And Ning Qingru, carefully observing Yang Youfang, saw that he finally hit forty-eight punches, and after the whole person retreated extremely weakly, the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

Although this person's realm is only the peak of the three realms, and his talent is average, he can definitely achieve a great cause with this heart alone, and if he is against it, it should be extremely difficult.

While Ning Qingru was thinking, he noticed that someone was looking at him, and he looked at it with his feelings, not wanting to just look at Yang Youfang.

The guy's eyes were calm and he couldn't see anything, and when he saw that Ning Qingru noticed his gaze, he nodded slightly at Ning Qingru and then withdrew his gaze.

This one made Ning Qingru a little confused, Yang Youfang didn't seem to have any hostility towards himself?

He didn't dare to think about it, what he was most afraid of was his own brain, mistakenly thinking that the other party was a friend rather than an enemy, but Yang Youfang's peaceful nod would not be fake.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much more, focused his eyes on the front, and continued to watch.

The strength of the next students is a little uneven, some can make more than ten punches, some can sit on the ground with weak legs when one punch is thrown, and more can still make a few punches.

Soon, fifty-two people were left with Ning Qingru.

Li Yifeng knew that a freshman had come yesterday, so he didn't let Ning Qingru punch a few punches, and let the students who had consumed a lot of money meditate and recover on their own, and then let Ning Qingru come out and teach him a hundred refining boxing books alone.

When Li Yifeng saw Chi Dongyu beside Ning Qingru, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, he just explained to Ning Qingru in detail coldly, and he didn't even ask Ning Qingru's name, so he let him practice on his own.

In this regard, Ning Qingru just smiled bitterly, he didn't know the reason why Li Yifeng was suddenly cold, but fortunately, this metaphysical tutor explained the Hundred Refining Fist Book to him clearly, so he didn't bother to care what the mentor who didn't seem to have a grain of sand in his eyes thought of him and Chi Dongyu.

Pulling Chi Dongyu to the side with few people, Ning Qingru carefully comprehended the Hundred Refining Fist, if he didn't guess wrong, practicing this thing would probably greatly improve his body.