Yan Shiyi was already red-eyed, no matter who was on the other side, anyway, one by one, there were no less than twenty students from the Shanhe Academy and the Spring and Autumn Academy who fell under his stick.

Wang Taiping looked at the surging blood and exclaimed.

Even Li Muyao, who had been watching the battle with a cold face, gradually smiled, her original impression of Yan Shiyi was good, but now she is a little better, this kid is really good, he does things without dragging his feet, and when he gets serious, he has to sigh even if he is serious.

Yu Chengcheng was secretly anxious, there were more and more students who were injured under Yan Shi's stick, and many of them had a good relationship with Haoran Academy, what gave him a headache was that he didn't know how to explain next, and it was better to apologize, but he was afraid that the elders of these students would unite to deal with Haoran Academy, and by that time, Haoran Academy, which was already in Kyoto, was already in Kyoto, and he was afraid that the end would be even more unbearable.

Yu Chengcheng greeted Yan Shiyi from time to time, asking him to knock the opponent back, no need to be merciless, there is no need to go out with blood and return.

Who knew that Yan Shiyi didn't seem to hear a stick, but it was still a stick, and those challengers either fainted to death, or fell to the ground with scars.

Yu Chengcheng was a little skeptical that he had done something wrong to accept those prayers, and couldn't help but look at Wang Taiping, but saw that the little fat man was gloating in that place, and he was immediately furious, feeling that this kid had set a trap for himself to step in, and he couldn't care about much, so he ran over, kicked him to the ground, and walked into the academy without leaving a word.

Wang Taiping was confused, and he didn't know what blood mold he had poured today, and he couldn't remember how many times he was kicked today.

"Come on, let's go together!" Yan Shi's eyes were red, and his voice did not carry the slightest emotion, "Don't stop!

Everyone looked at each other, when had they ever seen such a ruthless person in Kyoto, Cao Po was already the best among the ruthless people, but compared to the Yan Shi in front of him, it was simply a small thing.

Cao Po beats people, at least he has to weigh the background of the other party, he has a small abacus in his heart, which can be heavy-handed, which needs to be clicked and stopped, in fact, there are already a few before he starts, "Cao Po makes a move, and there is rarely a living mouth", although it sounds ruthless, but Cao Po does not do it many times, and even fewer die under his hands. It's like Yan Shiyi, there is no seriousness in the shot, whether it is the children of your big clan or the grandchildren of the king, if it falls into my hands, it is not that you have to lose a few layers of skin.

Although Han Fei was jealous of Yan Shi's god-like majesty, he didn't really care about it yet, because today was just a good start for Yan Shiyi by the "Reverse Yan Faction", and there were more coming later, and the people who came to challenge today were all students who cultivated weaker in the two academies, and if they were injured, they would die, and they would not have much impact on the "Fallen Yan Faction", not to mention that Cao Po and Song Liucheng had never thought that they could defeat Yan Shiyi today with these people. In order to consume Yan Shiyi's spirit and spirit, gradually depleting his sharpness.

Han Fei was only distressed by his own Xuanyuan Stone now, because the price of the bounty had risen from fifty catties of Xuanyuan Stones to one hundred catties of Xuanyuan Stones.

"One hundred catties of Xuanyuan stones, who goes out to challenge Yan Shiyi!"

Han Fei didn't care if Yan Shiyi would hear it, and shouted from time to time, hoping that someone would continue to come out to challenge Yan Shiyi. It's just that after he shouted five or six times in succession, no one dared to go out.

These students who were found by Han Fei were not stupid, Yan Shi had no seriousness as soon as he made a move, and he had just received news that three people had been seriously injured and died, and no one would joke about taking their lives for a hundred catties of Xuanyuan Stone.

"One hundred and fifty pounds of Xuanyuan Stone, who dares to go out and challenge Yan Shiyi!"

Han Fei added fifty catties to the reward for the Xuanyuan Stone, but still no one stood up.

"Two hundred catties of Xuanyuan stones!"

Han Fei gritted his teeth and shouted out of his mouth through gritted teeth.

There was some commotion in the crowd, and some people began to talk to each other, as if they were discussing whether the two hundred catties of Xuanyuan Stone were worth fighting for?

Finally, someone stepped forward.

Two hundred catties of Xuanyuan stone is really tempting, you must know that ordinary people can't take out two hundred catties of Xuanyuan stone, in the six academies, those students who have average cultivation talent and can't get the favor of the teacher are very likely to not get two hundred catties of Xuanyuan stone in their lifetime.

Han Fei made such a generous move, and suddenly gave away a Xuanyuan stone that an ordinary student could not get in his life, and finally attracted people to fight with their lives.

"Mountains and rivers, Qin Butong!"

Qin Butong's voice trembled slightly, he also knew that he would definitely lose, so Yan Shiyi didn't say that he had an iron rod in his hand, even if he was a martial artist, he might not be able to fight.

Yan Shi swung out the stick one by one, Qin Butong swung his sword to block, and the long sword was broken into two in an instant, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Qin Butong slowly closed his eyes, knowing that the next step would be either death or injury.

Who knows, after a long time, he still stayed where he was, and he didn't feel any pain in his body, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Shiyi looking at him with pity.

Qin Butong seemed to remember something, lowered his head in shame, and didn't dare to look at Yan Shiyi again.

It turned out that Qin Butong was born poor, and he couldn't even pay the cost of reading books in the library building in Shanhe Academy, and he heard that the price of reading books in Haoran Academy was the lowest among the six academies, so he often came to Haoran Academy to borrow books to read, and the last time, he was so poor that he couldn't even pay the cost of the library of Haoran Academy.

Qin Butong was also consumed by a moment of profit, and he actually forgot about this stubble, and he didn't think about it until this time.

Yan Shiyi sighed, and swept Qin Butong out with a swing of his stick, but his strength was very good, just sweeping him to the side of the long street, but he was not hurt.

Qin Butong's face was red, he couldn't face Yan Shiyi calmly anymore, and he couldn't care if Han Fei would keep his promise afterwards, and left without looking back.

Yan Shiyi looked at Qin Butong's embarrassed figure, and sighed with some emotion, these students who challenged themselves were not necessarily people who hated themselves, I don't know how many of them were like Qin Butong, just for meager benefits, in the final analysis, everything is for life, and everything is also for cultivation.

In the next challenge, although Yan Shiyi is still a stick, as long as the other party does not anger him verbally, he is often merciful and does not make more kills.

In this battle, Yan Shiyi fought from early morning to dusk, and he couldn't remember how many people were defeated under his iron rod.

Fortunately, Han Fei himself felt bored, and finally left, and the other people saw that the rich man had left, and there was no reward, who would go up to ask for themselves, and felt that it was no longer interesting to stay, so they also left one after another.

With a "clang", the iron rod in Yan Shi's hand fell to the ground.

It turned out that I didn't know that I was sleepy just now, but I stopped at this time, and before I knew it, my hands had lost my strength, and I couldn't even hold the iron rod puppet.

Wang Taiping trotted over, lifted the iron rod on his shoulder for him, and wanted to reach out to help him, but Yan Shiyi smiled and said: "It's okay, you help me carry the iron rod, I'll just walk back by myself!"

In the mountain behind the academy, the people of Haoran Academy gathered together, except for Mei Qingqiu, who did not arrive and went to Xuanqian Palace, Mo Jingtian was noisy, and he didn't know where to hide to smoke dry tobacco, and the others should have arrived.

Yu Chengcheng looked at Yan Shiyi, who was a little tired, and still cared a little about the severity of his shot, and said reproachfully: "Shiyi, tomorrow's challenge, you can't be like today, you will fall to the ground at every turn, and if you continue like this, I am afraid that you are the big boss of Jixiangfang and you will not have enough money to lose." ”

Yan Shi shook his head and didn't speak, Yu Chengcheng was too inauthentic, he was tired and half dead, and he actually came to such a sentence.

Li Muyao retorted: "What do you lose? Did Shiyi do anything wrong, they sent it to the door to find a fight, what do they care about? What's more, what rule among the six academies says that students need to stop learning from each other?"

Seeing that Yu Chengcheng was speechless, Li Muyao continued: "No, then pick one, you can fight like today tomorrow, there is no need to show mercy." ”

Yan Shiyi's hands were still sore, and when he heard Li Muyao say this, he couldn't help but shout: "Still coming, I'm almost tired today, and I'm going to continue to fight tomorrow?"

Wang Taiping smiled: "What is this? I have checked those prayer posts, and I have found that the people who challenge you are all ordinary students in Shanhe Academy and Spring and Autumn Academy, and each of them is your opponent, what are you afraid of?"

Yan Shiyi's face was cold, it was all the trouble caused by this fat man, and he said in a deep voice: "Why don't you come here!" Although their cultivation is average, even if there are too many flies, it is annoying, not to mention that no matter how ordinary they are, they are not comparable to flies!"

Wang Taiping smiled and gloated: "But they are challenging you, and I can't help you if I want to!"

If Yan Shiyi wasn't weak now, he guaranteed that Wang Taiping would be thrown down from the cliff in the back mountain by him.

Yan Shiyi sat up straight, and Zhengse said: "Okay, don't be kidding, you guys can figure out a way for me, I don't want to face this group of flies anymore, it's disgusting!"

Li Muyao felt the same way, and also said: "Third Senior Brother, you have always had a lot of ghost ideas, so you can help you find a way!"

Yu Chengcheng shook his head and said: "I can't help it, they follow the regular process, and they all handed over the worship post in a serious way, and I can't think of any good way." ”

Yan Shiyi was a little skeptical that Yu Chengcheng had the intention to play tricks on him, but looking at his expression, he didn't seem to want to continue to accept the challenge, thinking that his performance during the day really scared him.

"Senior brother, what about you, do you have any way?" Li Muyao said.

Qiu Wenshan said with a smile: "Actually, there is no need to refuse, it is not bad to use this to temper and refine one, like I want to ask someone to challenge me, I can't ask for it." ”

Li Muyao directly sent him a white eye.

Wu Zhixiu suddenly said: "Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome!"

Yan Shiyi said happily: "Is there any way that Senior Brother Wu has not?"

Wu Zhixiu said: "I don't have a way, but I don't think all this is Han Fei's intention, or Cao Po's inducement, you can just kill Han Fei and Cao Po yourself!"

Yan Shi sighed, a killer is a killer, clean and neat, and fierce enough!

Yu Chengcheng saw that Yan Shiyi was a little moved, and hurriedly said: "Shiyi, you must not listen to the sixth child, last time you injured Cao Po, you have already offended Cao Ziyuan, and now the entire military of the Daqian Dynasty has a lot of criticism for you, if you really kill Cao Po, you don't want to have a peaceful life in the future, when the time comes, it will not be the students of Shanhe Spring and Autumn who will challenge you, but will be all outstanding figures in the military, and it will not be as easy to deal with as it is now." You have to remember that you are just a monk who has just stepped into the second realm, and even if you are a martial artist, you are only a martial artist of the fourth realm!"

Wang Taiping said: "Third Senior Brother, you are wrong, Shiyi is already a martial artist of the Five Realms!"

Yu Chengcheng glared at him and shouted, "Wang Taiping, you sit quietly for me, don't talk too much." Then he continued to say to Yan Shiyi, "Even if you are a martial artist of the Five Realms, it is still insignificant compared to those big names in the military. So, you must not be impulsive. ”

Qiu Wenshan said: "What the third brother said also has some truth, pick one, the master has already gone to the Xuanqian Palace to find the Pope, I believe that the Pope will have a way, you don't need to worry!"

Yan Shiyi said helplessly: "It's nothing to worry about, it's just that I just feel disgusting!"

Mo Jingtian didn't know when he appeared behind them, and shouted: "Disgusting fart, there are more disgusting things in the cultivation world than this, if you can't even stand this, then after you leave Haoran Academy, you will still be a fart!"

Qiu Wenshan was a little helpless, he didn't know why this master and uncle had always been so indignant about the cultivation world, as if the entire cultivation world was sorry for him.

"Old man Mo, the cultivation world is really so disgusting!" Yan Shiyi asked.

Mo Jingtian said in a deep voice: "Of course, one by one, I am cheating, where is it like the academy here in harmony and love!"

Yan Shi was excited when he saw Old Man Mo, and secretly thought that he must have encountered something uncomfortable outside, so he returned to Haoran Academy in frustration, and never set foot in the cultivation world again, and even gave the Haoran Sword to himself, removing the identity of the Haoran Sword Master, and remembering the conversation that the Pope had with him not long after. It seems that this cultivation world is really undercurrent, Mo Jingtian is disheartened, and the Pope is uneasy. And both put their hopes on themselves.

Yan Shiyi's expression was fluttering, his thoughts were flying, and he already felt that the disgusting challenges of Cao Pozhi and his ilk were nothing, but he was more curious about the cultivation world outside, and he was even more full of expectations for his unknown path.