"Whoa!"

A bright sound suddenly sounded in the silent courtyard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ten-percent powerful, coconut fruit-sized Yingyao fireball of the disciple of the herringbone class A burst out with fireworks on it, and it roared towards Wu Zijian in the night sky.

This scorching fireball is worthy of being from the hands of the inner disciple of the herringbone class A and the late stage of qi refining.

On its surface, there is a faint thunder light, if the inner disciple of the herringbone class is a little stronger, this fireball technique will become the powerful electric fireball technique.

Wu Zijian, who was swooping down, was in the air, and suddenly saw a fireball shooting towards him, Wu Zijian couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart:

How could this old disciple's fireball technique be shorter than that Yuan Yiyi's casting time?

Wu Zijian didn't know that Yuan Yiyi was not only casting spells against the thunder that day, but also the spells she cast were all high-level spells.

And the fireball technique performed by the inner disciple of the herringbone class A is the lowest-level technique, and naturally it cannot be compared with Yuan Yiyi's spell casting time.

However, Wu Zijian was not frightened by this fireball technique.

When he was in the mortal world, his physical body had not yet been quenched into the immortal, so he dared to resist all kinds of powerful spells of Yuan Yiyi, and now this fireball the size of a coconut fruit, how could he be afraid and forced to retreat by it?

Wu Zi fitness was in mid-air, and the falling speed did not decrease.

His right elbow joint was bent and raised, level with his shoulder, and his entire right arm was ready to go, and the blood mist on it was coiled like a dragon, and the red mangs were knotted like a dragon.

Wu Zijian's face did not change, and he did not dodge or avoid meeting this rapid fireball that shot towards him.

At the moment when the fireball approached Wu Zijian's front door, Wu Zijian's entire right arm was full of blood and suddenly rioted.

He threw his fist like a dragon, and smashed straight down at the fireball.

"Poof!"

Wu Zijian's stiff right fist, as soon as it came into contact with the fireball, this vermilion, dark fireball seemed to be swallowed by the blood mist on Wu Zijian's right arm, and it collapsed and disappeared in an instant.

The disciples in the field raised their heads and opened their mouths, like chicks waiting to be fed, and their hearts were shocked.

However, they didn't know why Wu Zijian could easily break this fireball technique.

In the field, only the blonde beard was eye-catching, and Wu Zijian suddenly punched at the moment when the fireball was approaching, and the fireball was defeated and dispersed in an instant.

This is to break the law with force!

Although this is a bit exaggerated, and the Fireball Technique can only be regarded as a low-level entry technique, even if it is a blonde beard, it can also be done.

But Wu Zijian is just a new outer disciple!

The blonde bearded face sitting in the Taishi's chair showed a moving look for the first time.

Wu Zijian was in the air, head down and feet up, his left arm bent at his waist, and his right arm still maintaining the punching position he had when he crushed the fireball.

He stretched out his arms and aimed at the inner disciples of the herringbone class A below, and his whole body was like an arrow, as if with a dragon and a tiger roaring, falling from the sky.

"Ahh

When Wu Zijian's right fist was about to hit the face of the disciple of the herringbone class A with a bewildered face, Wu Zijian not only closed the cloud gate suddenly, but he also forcibly unloaded seventy percent of the tyrannical and ferocious gravitational potential energy above his right fist.

Even so, the inner disciple of the herringbone class A was also beaten by Wu Zijian's punch, and after he let out a terrible scream, his face was swollen and his teeth were scattered, and he fell to the ground on all fours, unconscious.

"Tom-!"

Immediately, Wu Zijian fell to the ground with a bang, and the sand and dust in the courtyard were blown up.

And his figure loomed in the haze, making the surrounding disciples unable to see it for a while.

It wasn't until the dust settled that the disciples saw the situation clearly:

I saw that the disciple of the herringbone class A was covered with dust all over his body at the moment, lying motionless on the ground, not knowing his life or death.

And Wu Da next to him, at this moment, his left leg was bent backwards, kneeling on the ground, his right leg was as tight as a rope string, and he stepped forward on the ground with a lunge.

Wu Da's upper body leaned forward slightly at this time, about forty-five degrees, his left arm was slightly bent and stretched back, and his right arm was straight and supported the ground with his fist, and the whole person was pounding the ground.

Wu Zijian's whole posture is full of tension, like a god and a demon descending into the world!

Many new and old disciples, even the blonde bearded man sitting in the Taishi's chair, couldn't help but shout loudly in their hearts:

What a landing position!

Not only is it clean, but it also has the courage to make bold moves!

It's just - so handsome!

Lingchu School Palace, although it is a place for cultivating immortals, the disciples in the door are mixed with good and bad.

Nowadays, in the school palace, the atmosphere of cultivating immortals is becoming more and more indifferent, and all the disciples are influencing each other, but they are fashionable and handsome, and this kind of floating and unreal vanity is greatly sought after.

The behavior and speech pursuit of the disciples of the Lingchu Academy Palace compared with those who had dealt with Wu Zijian before, such as Jia Yi, Yuan Yiyi, Tang San, Wang Wu, etc., really made Wu Zijian feel that they were a little too brainless and naïve.

Wu Zijian really didn't have the heart, and he didn't want to play the boring game of 'shaving his head and killing' with this group of old disciples of the Lingchu Academy.

Therefore, he deliberately opened the cloud gate first, and then jumped into the air, in order to deter this group of Xuegong disciples, so that after they saw it, they would stop being uninteresting and come to him to make trouble.

But when Wu Zijian slowly stood up and looked around, he found that:

The old disciples around him, including those outer disciples who entered with him, and even Xu Shuanglu, looked at him at this time, there was no at all, showing due shock and horror at the strong strength he had just shown.

The surrounding disciples, looking at Wu Zijian at this time, were mostly itchy and unbearable when they saw Hunting Xinxi.

Seeing this, Wu Zijian had a big head.

He felt that it was necessary for him to use words to express how stoic and reluctant he was to be provoked.

So, Wu Zijian calmly looked at the disciples silently.

Then, Wu Zijian cleared his throat, and under the gaze of everyone, he put his left hand behind him, his right hand clenched into a fist and hung in front of his chest, and he elegantly addressed the disciples, and said in a low voice:

"The snow weighs down the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight!"

When all the disciples heard this, they were all a little stunned:

He, Wu Da ability, what is this for?

...... Listening to the meaning of this poem, it should be a borrowed hymn?

...... This Wu Da ability, why did he stop, he hasn't finished chanting this poem yet, right?

...... It is said that the first two sentences of this poem are written loosely, according to the routine, and there should be a sentence written about people at the back......

The disciples of the Lingchu Academy, most of them are poor, and they don't read much......

When everyone saw that Wu Zijian had just recited two sentences, they stopped abruptly, and they were not sure whether Wu Da had finished reciting the poem......