"King Lin..."

Sun Yan rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but moan, was this guy having a brain disease? It was almost midnight and he actually asked someone to go out for a duel. Wandaoshan's wild racing trial, but it just ended today. Isn't this guy tired at all?

Lying against the window, Sun Yan said weakly: "Student Lin Tianwang, what's the matter that can't be discussed tomorrow? Everyone comes to Difeng Academy on the first day, and let's talk about it when they get familiar with the environment."

"no."

Lin Tianwang said slowly without expression: "Sun Yan, you are my first challenger to conquer the Emperor Feng Academy. Of course, our showdown will start on the first day of admission."

Damn, this guy is even more crazy than Chang Cheng. Conquering the Emperor Feng Academy is such a big tone! No, brother, I don’t have time to get involved with such a lunatic. Go to bed immediately, go to bed early and get up early.

Thinking of this, Sun Yan spread his hands and said helplessly: "Student Lin, you shouldn't have read the "Difeng Student Manual"? The first rule of the student code is that students are not allowed to fight in school without authorization. Violators will deduct 5 credits, and those with serious circumstances will be treated as withdrawal."

"Sir Lin, you won't be deducted 5 credits on the first day of school or even dropped out of school? You'd better go back early to take a shower and go to bed. Next time you meet me, you'll have to treat me to a meal. I'll always have to pay some rewards for my efforts."

Upon hearing this, King Lin was stunned and didn't know how to answer. He had never read the "Difeng Student Manual", so how could he know there were such regulations?

"Then, good night, classmate Lin!"

Sun Yan smiled and waved his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself that he could finally have a stable sleep.

At this time, another voice suddenly sounded in the darkness downstairs: "Senior Sun Yan is very hardworking. He read the student manual on the first day. Of course, the first rule of the student code stipulates that students are not allowed to fight privately, but if the members of the school law enforcement team supervise, there is no problem."

In the darkness, a tall young man walked out with a shiny bald head and a burly figure, wearing big black sunglasses, white vest, white torn jeans, and a pair of flip-flops. He was holding two steaming rice balls in his hand.

This young man was the senior I met at the registration office yesterday.

Sun Yan was stunned. After a while, he came to his senses and thought to himself, your sister, who is wearing sunglasses at night, isn't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Another voice rang out slowly: "In addition, I, the cadres of the Elite Students Association jointly supervised, you two freshmen will have a great face!"

Sun Yan and Wang Tian Lin turned their heads in shock and saw a gray-haired young man standing beside the bald young man, who was the senior he met at the end of Wandao Mountain during the day.

If this gray-haired young man doesn't speak, it will not make people feel that he exists.

Sun Yan was shocked. His six senses were extremely keen, far beyond ordinary second-level warriors. Someone was standing in front of him. He could not feel that there was any existence. If such a person wanted to attack someone, it would be silent and silent, which would be too terrible.

The two walked downstairs, even though they were as proud as King Lin, they bowed slightly, which was a respect for the strong.

The bald young man looked up and said unevenly: "Senior Brother Sun Yan, it would be too rude to see you standing upstairs when you are still standing upstairs."

Helplessly, Sun Yan opened the window and jumped down, walked closer, and said, "Good evening, two seniors."

The bald young man raised his mouth and his snow-white teeth showed his snow-white teeth, and he said, "I am Feng Yan, the captain of the law enforcement team. This is Meng Dongwang, a senior cadre of the Student Union of the Elite Department. How about it? Brother Sun Yan, we are honored to be supervised on the first day of school!"

I’m honored to be your sister! Sun Yan scolded in his heart, grandma, my brother, is it bad for me to be in the year? I just entered school and have so many troubles?

Sun Yan had a dark face and said lightly: "Then let's fight!"

Anger arose in his heart. Although Sun Yan is optimistic by nature, he is still angry. No one can keep calm when encountering so many unlucky things on the first day of school.

Looking at Sun Yan's expression, the gray-haired young King Meng Dong smiled, pointed to the two rice balls in Feng Yan's hand, and said, "As for the meal Sun Yan said, this time I will invite Feng Yan and I."

Feng Yan said regretfully: "This is our midnight snack! Hey, it's a bargain."

Looking at Feng Yan's expression, the black sunglasses covering half of his face, and the shiny bald head, Sun Yan had the urge to beat this person into a pig's head. This guy was too ungrateful.

A moment later, Sun Yan and King Lin were taken to a martial arts venue. According to King Meng Dong, this was his exclusive martial arts venue.

Looking at the two people in the field, Feng Yan pointed to the timer on the sidelines and shouted: "The preparation time is 180 seconds, the battle time is not limited. When do you think it's enough? It can be finished at any time."

"Countdown, 179..."

"Countdown, 178..."

Listening to the countdown sound, Sun Yan calmed down, but his chest was filled with heat and his fighting spirit was surging. He needed a hearty battle to vent his depressed emotions.

Sitting in the sideline seat, King Meng Dong chuckled in a low voice: "Fortunately, you are a naturally mocking face. Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to inspire Sun Yan's fighting spirit. This freshman is too slippery."

Feng Yan crossed his legs and grinned his teeth and said, "I am very optimistic about this kid. When I saw him at first, I felt that he was the same kind of person as me. However, compared to me, I was still a little tender. These two freshmen have come to this class of the ordinary department, which is really a big deal."

"Feng Yan, do you think Sun Yan will win?" King Meng Dong asked with a smile.

Feng Yan tilted his head and said in a qi: "Why, King Dong, do you think King Lin has a better chance? No wonder, both of you have the word "wang" in your names, so you must feel friendly."

King Meng Dong laughed and shook his head: "What kind of fallacy are you doing? This is my intuition."

"Oh, do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

Feng Yan raised his head and said, "Of course it's the bottle of D-grade nutrient solution in your hand."

"You guy is still thinking about that bottle of nutrient solution."

King Meng Dong laughed and scolded, then said, "Okay, just bet on a bottle of D-grade nutrient solution, no credit."

"No problem! You will definitely lose." Feng Yan said confidently.

"Countdown, 0! The battle begins."

Whoosh!

King Lin kicked the ground with his feet, and the man had already rushed out. The wooden knife broke through the air and drew out numerous shadows of the sword, covering Sun Yan's upper body at an extremely tricky angle.

Second-grade combat skills - [Jueying Knife]!

The previous combat skills have power that is incomparable to this combat skills. [Second Section Bengquan] is the second stage of force that bursts out with destructive power that is far beyond that of the second-level warrior.

The power of [Jueying Knife] is one word - fast!

As the sword swung, layers of knife shadows appeared, and the air seemed to be torn and pulled. The sword shadow was like a stormy wave, stacked 18 levels, whistling.

"So fast!"

Sun Yan adjusted his breathing evenly, his eyes condensed slightly, and the inner primordial body of the Dantian was circulating wildly, instantly spreading all over his body, pouring his arms straight into his arms, and the light of the fist's element flashed, and the [Second Section Bengquan] was activated instantly.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The two fists were blown out alternately, and in a blink of an eye, Sun Yan punched 36 punches, each punching exactly at the tip of the wooden knife, shaking away the shadows of the sword.

The air kept ringing, like firecrackers, and cyclones kept popping up, blowing the hairs of the two teenagers.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in Sun Yan's eyes, and the shadow of the fist disappeared in the sky. He closed his left fist, his right fist from bottom to top, silently sank into the shadow of the knife, and then a muffled sound came.

The two figures dispersed at once, and Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang took three steps back at the same time.

"Happy, happy, haha..."

Sun Yan laughed loudly, feeling that the energy in his body was as weak as thin threads. He just threw out 36 [Second Bloom Fist] with all his strength, almost exhausting his inner energy.

The Dragon-Sheng Pile was activated at the right time, and a gentle force came from the ground. Within a few breaths, most of the lost inner energy was replenished, and the energy was refreshed and the power was surging.

On the other hand, King Lin also has a long breath and no fatigue at all.

King Lin Tian looked indifferent and said, "Among the warriors of his generation, you can take over 36 [Jueying Knife], you are the first one."

Sun Yan laughed and said, "I am the first one? That must not be the last one."

The wooden knife rose slightly, and King Lin said proudly: "Next, I won't hold back."

On the sidelines, Feng Yan and King Meng Dong were both a little surprised, and such a battle was beyond their expectations.

King Meng Dong whispered: "Taking out the second-grade top-level combat skills 36 times, the strength of these two people has not weakened at all. With this alone, even a third-level warrior cannot compete with him."

"Not only that, these two guys' previous combat skills are all perfect, extremely skillful, as if they have been immersed in decades." Feng Yan cursed in a low voice, "Damn, even the outstanding freshmen of the elite department are just like this. How could these two people be assigned to the ordinary department?"

King Meng Dong's eyes flashed, looked at the field, and smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not just the level of outstanding freshmen in the Elite Department."

Zila!

A sharp sound came out, and the air tore apart like a defeat. King Lin Tian slashed out. This knife was not [Jueying Knife], but it was upright and impartial, but it was slashed out with the back of the knife.

But this knife was extremely heavy, like a huge rock pressing on the top, making people feel unbeatable.

Second-grade combat skills - [Sinking Knife Style].

[Sinking Knife Style] Its power lies in one word - slow!

Slow, but heavy.

But when King Lin swung his sword, he began to be extremely slow, and then as fast as lightning, a fan-shaped sword shadow passed by, pressing heavily towards Sun Yan, which was unstoppable.

Sun Yan's face was calm, he took a deep breath, and did not retreat, his shoulders were slightly sunk, and he suddenly punched three punches.

These three punches are still [Second Section Beng Fist], but the angle of the punch is like an antelope hanging its horn. From an incredible angle, it hits one side of the wooden knife, and all three punches hit a point, which makes the knife deflect.

Immediately afterwards, another punch ejected, with his right arm like a bow and his right fist like a hammer, attacking Lin Tianwang's face.

The two of them crossed their bodies and rushed forward for seven steps before stopping. Strands of hair fell, and two blood lines slid from the foreheads of both sides. They were the scars that were rubbed by the force of the sword.
Chapter completed!