After seeing that Qin Wushang really used the "Flame Technique", Lin Zhong finally knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and his face was cloudy. I never expected that this new disciple would be so powerful and amazing, and even the "Flame Formula" that the old students were not sure to crack could be broken.

What's even more terrifying is that he still practiced.

How is this possible?

Even if he is an extraordinary disciple, to put it bluntly, he is still a freshman. How could such a profound spiritual technique as "Flame Technique" be successfully practiced by a freshman?

"Could it be that this is the power of an extraordinary disciple?" Lin Zhong said secretly in his heart.

The freshmen and old students watching the battle next to him stared at him with a look of pity and pity, Lin Zhong felt extremely uncomfortable, as an old student, he was worried that he would be seriously injured by a new student.

The iron law that freshmen are destined to be bullied by old students is unlikely to capsize on their own!

"Even if you try your best, you will seriously hurt him. Otherwise......" The Qingxuan poisonous whip in Lin Zhong's hand crackled and exploded, he was here to rob the other party of the title of extraordinary disciple, if he was defeated, it would be a shame for his life.

"Maybe... It is impossible for him to practice the "Flame Technique" as a freshman, and even if he does, he may do it reluctantly, without much power. ”

Lin Zhong's confidence suddenly skyrocketed.

He looked at Qin Wushang, who had a breezy face, and his eyes showed a gloomy color.

"You can get the "Flame Recipe", it seems that you still have some ability, but I don't know, how is the fire?" Lin Zhong moved slightly, and the Qingxuan Poison Whip in his hand fluctuated with a treacherous luster.

The corners of Qin Wushang's mouth curled slightly: "Just try it." ”

"Hmph, don't let me down!" Lin Zhongqing's Xuan Poison Whip crackled in the air, a strange light flashed in the air, and the whole person flew over with a thud.

Qin Wushang looked at the person who flew in, did not avoid it, the fire in his hand jumped, and in an instant, the word "Yang" in the palm of his right hand flashed leisurely, making the fire of "Flame Jue" soar by three points, and he slapped at the flying Qingxuan poisonous whip.

Several rays of fire shot out of the void, making a sneering sound of breaking the wind.

Lin Zhong sneered: "Hmph, that's it!" The poisonous whip was thrown out of the air, and the fire that shot at it fiercely was violently struck, and a deafening explosion suddenly sounded.

Countless sparks burst in the air.

"Oops, not good!" Lin Zhong suddenly found that the Qingxuan Poison Whip in his hand had been shaken away, obviously underestimating the domineering spiritual power of the Flame Jue.

The old disciples who were watching were also taken aback: "Lin Zhong's poisonous whip has broken!"

Qin Wusupreme seized this opportunity with precision, and once again condensed a fist-sized fireball in his hand, and under the gaze of countless freshman disciples, the fireball burst out.

"Go!"

Several rays of fire shot out of the void again, and in the sneering sound of breaking the wind, they shot extremely quickly towards Lin Zhong.

Whew!Whew!

Lin Zhong didn't care much, he retreated in a hurry, forcibly twisted his body, flipped in the air, and quickly floated behind him after landing. Both hands burst out with all their strength, shattering the flying fire.

In midair, deafening explosions rang out one after another. Countless disciples only saw that the old disciple Lin Zhong waved his palms in embarrassment, desperately protecting himself.

When Lin Zhong broke through the last ray of fire...

Qin Wushang came to him at some point, smiling, a fiery fireball floating in his right hand, slamming it towards his chest.

"No !!"

Boom!

Rumble!

The dull sound of explosions sounded at the same time with a miserable unwillingness.

Lin Zhong, this old disciple of the inner sect, a disciple who wanted to snatch the title of Qin Supreme Extraordinary Disciple, was violently shocked and flew out in despair.

His clothes were all bursting in midair.

The blazing fire blackened his skin and even half of his hair.

Eventually, he fell hard to the ground. The blood in his mouth spurted into the sky, and in the exclamation of the old student of the inner door, it fell to the ground along with the dust and smoke raised.

Qin Wushang withdrew his palm, stood proudly, looked at Lin Zhong, who was hideous and embarrassed, and rubbed his palm slightly, with a blow just now, he finally withdrew thirty percent of his strength.

After all, the power of the word "yang" is still too great.

Rao is like this, Lin Zhong has been completely defeated.

In the freshman area, all the freshman disciples broke out into a cheer at the same time: "Win, Senior Brother Qin has won!"

"Haha, we won!"

"This breath is so cool! Look at whether those old students dare to be domineering in the future!"

The cheers of the new students rose higher and higher.

The old students standing on the side, their faces were cloudy, and Lin Zhong, an old student, actually lost to a new student. For many years, the new students are destined to be bullied by the old students...... Complete collapse!

Seeing the victorious shouts of the group of freshmen, some of the old disciples burst into anger: "These freshmen who don't know the height of the sky!"

"Or ...... Teach these freshmen a lesson?"

"Agreed!"

Many of the old students looked at each other angrily, and they all saw the deep thoughts in each other's eyes, and then glanced at the cheering freshmen, and finally showed a strange evil smile.

Even, some old students began to gear up......

Seeing this, Qin Wusupreme secretly said something bad in his heart.

Lin Zhong was helped to the side and sat down, and the old students suddenly all moved, with a bad breath, taking steps, slowly, step by step towards the new students.

There are only ten old students in total.

In addition to the injured Lin Zhong, there were nine old students who walked over together.

As I walked, the breath of my whole body slowly emanated.

didn't say anything about the purpose, but they all knew what they were going to do, nothing more than to beat up the freshmen and make them understand that the freshmen should look like freshmen.

"What are you going to do?" said a freshman.

All the freshmen also saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The nine old disciples walked into the new students with a wicked smile: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to learn from my junior disciples." ”

"Hehe, weren't you freshmen very happy just now?

Qin Wushang stood in front of the freshman team, as the backbone of the freshmen, he had to face this group of domineering old students head-on.

was injured, and Lin Zhong, who was sitting in the corner, was still shouting: "Brothers, teach these freshmen a good lesson." ”

The old students laughed evilly: "Don't worry, Brother Zhong." We will get it back. ”

"Senior Brother Qin, what should I do? The freshmen looked at the extraordinary disciple in unison and clenched their fists.

Qin Wushang was forced to the forefront now.

At the moment, these nine old students will never let go of the opportunity to regain face, except for themselves who can defeat, none of the other new students are their opponents.

If there is a fight, there will inevitably be new students who will suffer.

But if you don't fight, the momentum you have gained so hard will disappear in an instant. In the future, I am afraid that the cultivation of the new disciples will not be any better.

"This is forcing me!" Qin Wushang said secretly in his heart.