Qingsong Academy is located in the middle section of Fushun Street in the south of the city. The gate of the college faces the south. Outside the gate, there are two huge stone pillars with a diameter of about meter long, soaring into the sky, seven or eight meters high.

The snow was deep outside the gate, and students came and went. As the largest junior academy in Lieyuan City, the foundation of Qingsong Academy was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary academy. There were three to four thousand students alone. It was already noon, and many students went out to find restaurants and restaurants to have dinner.

Luoyang got off the carriage, paid the silver liang, and the carriage left.

Looking at the tall academy wall in front of me and the students coming and going, I suddenly felt dazed and returned to the time when I was in college in my previous life.

"Yeah, who did I say? I stood at the gate of our academy and didn't dare to go in. It turned out that it was the greatest pride in our Qingsong Academy in history, Luoyang, the eldest son of Luoyang."

"Ha ha."

Scattered sneering sounds came from around Luoyang. Many students who were about to go out for dinner couldn't help looking at Luoyang, with a look of disdain on their faces.

"It turns out that he is Luoyang. The biggest shame of our Qingsong Academy is said to have been enrolled in the school for five years, but he is still the lowest level 5 student."

Someone sneered disdainfully: "It's such a good background. Are there fewer rare herbs in the martial arts books and rare herbs in the city lord's mansion? It's so embarrassing that after five years of practicing Qi, it's still just the first level of the inner Qi realm."

"Ah, this kind of person can actually enter our academy and come in through the back door, right?"

The people around him kept pointing fingers at Luoyang, and the dirty words kept getting into Luoyang's ears.

Suddenly, someone pushed hard on Luoyang's shoulder, pushing him straight and almost fell on the snow.

Luoyang's face was gloomy and an unprecedented cold light flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Master Luo doesn't dare to enter the academy anymore? Haha, everyone is here to see it. Who said that the eldest master of our Lieyuan City Lord's family is shameless? Look, aren't they ashamed and scared? Hahahaha."

People around him burst into laughter and pointed at him even more unscrupulously.

"Wu Daojun." Luoyang narrowed his eyes, stabilized his body, turned around coldly, and looked at the dark-skinned and strong-body boy in front of him.

Wu Daojun looked down at Luoyang with a condescending look on his face without restraint at all, and he sneered: "Why, do you want to hit me? Then come, Wu Daojun is standing here and I will not move. As long as you can hurt a piece of my hair, I will kneel down and kowtow to you to admit my mistake. Come on, Master Luo."

Wu Daojun's expression on his face was extremely arrogant, and he stretched out his finger and pushed Luoyang's shoulder, pointing fingers.

Luoyang licked the corner of his mouth slightly, it was shame. It has been so many years since he felt such a bone-broken shame. Moreover, this is not the first time Wu Daojun bullied himself so arrogantly.

Because the Luo family is almost in a state of free-rangeness to him, he, the nominal grandson of the city lord, has not received much care. He has been bullied by many people in the academy in the past, but this kid really gritted his teeth and was stubborn, and never begged for mercy. After he went back, he never mentioned the academy.

But it was precisely because of the inaction of the City Lord's Mansion and the stubbornness of Luoyang that the students of the academy bullied him even more.

I remember that last time I suddenly fell ill in the academy, because someone stepped on his face with his feet and stepped on his head into the snow. His already very weak body suddenly collapsed.

"I remember you, a third-level student of the academy, Wu Daojun. You once interrupted my right hand bone, I remember correctly." Luoyang said lightly, his expressionless, as if he had endured this tone secretly.

When people around him heard this, they became even more contemptuous. They were bullied by others. They could even bear this kind of anger. They were really not a man.

"Yeah, I have a good memory. Let me think about it. Did I break your right hand bone or your left hand bone last time?" Wu Daojun suddenly asked several companions behind him with a playful look on his face: "You can think about it for me too. Which hand did I break this kid last time?"

A thin boy smiled sinisterly and said, "What's the point of remembering this? Isn't it better to even interrupt his hands this time?"

Wu Daojun nodded with a smile and said, "It's reasonable and reasonable. I don't have a good memory. I think too much is really hurt. Master Luo, it's better to just help me. Don't move while standing and let me break your hands together."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

People around him burst into laughter. The crowds gathered at the entrance of a huge academy, and they were all watching the show.

Luoyang smiled faintly, and Wu Daojun's message flashed through his mind.

Wu Daojun is the son of a massacre in Lieyuan City. His family runs the largest slaughterhouse in the city. He is from a wealthy family and can be regarded as a wealthy family. He started practicing Qi at the age of eleven and then entered Qingsong Academy. Four years later, he reached the third level of the inner Qi realm and became a third-level student in the academy. His talent is not high or low, but he is much better than his predecessor with his body.

"Okay, then you can do it." Luoyang said slowly without getting angry or begging for mercy.

"Go, it's so boring." Wu Daojun spat, spitted on the ground, reached out and patted Luoyang's right face, and sneered: "At least you resist and resist. Do you know how unhappy I feel when I hit you like this. **Are you a man? Come on, I'll stand here and don't move. You can try to hit me."

He took a step back, raised his hands and said, "Come on, I will give you three moves first, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Haha, there's another good show. Although it's a competition between Level 3 students and Level 5 students, there's no suspense at all, but it's very satisfying to watch this waste be beaten."

"Yes, this kind of waste should have been called out of the academy soon."

"I can't wait long. There are three months left to be the graduation test of the academy. With his level as a fifth-level student, wouldn't he be eliminated after meeting him?"

The huge circle of people was watching from the wall, as if they were waiting for Luoyang to make a shame.

Luoyang smiled faintly, and two divine lights in his eyes kept shrinking towards the center of his eyes, like two deep vortexes, quickly turning into two small dots, with its introverted light and shining like a needle tip.

"No. 7, adjust my muscles and bones to the state with the strongest explosive power. Don't worry about how weak you will be. Today is the beginning of my counterattack in Luoyang!"

"Yes, master, the fine adjustment of the whole body's musculoskeleton begins, the left arm muscle contracts by 17.13%, the legs muscle contracts by 13.62%, the shoulder muscles... The rhythm of the heart meridian is strengthened, and the outbreak is expected to last forty-two seconds, and then it will enter the stage of weakness."

"Forty-two seconds, enough!"

Luoyang smiled coldly, and with a "brush", the speed completely exceeded the limit of the first level of the inner Qi Realm, almost comparable to the warriors in the second level of the inner Qi Realm.

"Huh? When will this waste enter the second level of the inner Qi Realm?" Wu Daojun showed a hint of confusion on his face, but then he sneered again. Even if he enters the second level of the inner Qi Realm, what if he enters the second level of the inner Qi Realm, it is still vulnerable under the power of the third level of his inner Qi.

But Luoyang's internal strength made him feel more and more unhappy, as if he saw a waste suddenly become enlightened, and his heart became very unbalanced.

"Master Luo, you are too arrogant. You really dare to attack me when you enter the second level of the inner Qi realm? Haha, let's see how I step on you!"

He was a little angry. He didn't care what he said before, "Let the three moves first". With a "bang", his feet stepped on the ground, splashing a flying snow, and then punched out, with a strong momentum and a straight fist wind.

"Erlang Shenfu!"

"Wu Daojun's "Erlang Shenquan" is a human-level mid-level boxing technique. It is said that the second floor of the library is clearly marked with a price of 5,000 taels of silver per copy. This guy's family is really rich."

"Yes, we can only learn the basic level secrets of the academy. Only these rich young men or those with high strength can have enough silver to buy the intermediate level secrets of the academy."

"Stop talking about it. Wu Daojun's "Erlang Shenfu" is said to be a boxing technique created by a master who has comprehended the mountainous posture of Erlang Shenfu outside Lieyuan City. The boxing moves are very wide and have a majestic and irresistible momentum. This waste in Luoyang is probably going to be seriously injured with one punch."

"I think so. If you don't lie in bed for a long time, I'm afraid you won't get up."

"Is this the boxing force that can only be found in the third level of the inner Qi realm? It is indeed much stronger than me." Luoyang's heart is as bright as a mirror. He is now in a state of explosion in his body, so he can barely compare with those of the second level of the inner Qi realm. However, compared with Wu Daojun, who is in the third level of the inner Qi realm, his running speed and move strength are not as good as those of the third level of the inner Qi realm.

"But whoever says that a strong person will definitely win!"

Luoyang's left foot was a little on the ground, his body was slightly tilted, and at the same time, he exerted force on his lumbar spine, pinching the sword finger with his right hand and pointing out one point!

"All flowers fall!"

The move he used was the tenth move of "Lost Ying Fei Hua Jian", "All Flowers Falling", but at this moment, he had no sword in his hand, so he could only use a finger to replace the sword, integrate the sword move into the fingering technique, and fly out.

"Brush!"

In an instant, three identical finger shadows appeared in front of Luoyang, and the key points were facing Wu Daojun's lower abdomen, the left rib and the left shoulder.

"hiss!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd sucked in the cold air. Many people are actually not unfamiliar with this move "Fall Flowers Falling" and know that this is a move in the human-level mid-level sword technique "Loaching Fei Huajian".
Chapter completed!