Yujing University, Ximen.

Qin Yuan carried the Shenxiao Sword, with a cold face and a calm temperament facing Li Zhaohui.

Li Zhaohui was scolded by Qin Yuan again. His ugly face was already so ferocious that it was no longer despicable.

The battle seems to be about to break out.

A sophomore at Yujing University who was lying on the ground, saw Qin Yuan, one of whom was really about to face the challenge, and they all struggled to stand up.

When Cen Su saw these students, a hint of pain flashed in her eyes, but she said coldly: "What are you struggling with? If you weren't too useless and could not repel the guys who came to provoke, would you let a freshman fight to prevent our school from being blocked by others?"

Hearing Cen Su's words, the sophomore students' faces became even more ashamed.

Seeing that a few people were about to get up and fight for their lives, Cen Su continued to say coldly: "Don't embarrass you, lie down well! When you recover from your injuries, work harder and catch up with the outstanding classmates of our school. Could it be that you who can be admitted to Yujing University are really willing to be a waste?

Think about it, if your sophomore Chu Jinming, Ji Xianyun, Luo Zi and other classmates were at school, would these wastes from Yujing Wudao University be so arrogant at our school gate? As for letting a freshman play?

You should know that a temporary defeat is not scary, as long as there is a chance to fight back. When you work hard and you are not so useless, you can go to Yujing Wudao University and block their doors. That will bring back your face."

Hearing Cen Su's words, the depressedness gradually disappeared in the eyes of these failed students, but instead ignited a fierce fighting spirit.

Afterwards, these sophomore students looked at Qin Yuan with admiration in their eyes. Not to mention winning or losing, this junior just had the courage to stand up today, which was enough to make many of their sophomore classmates ashamed.

At the same time, many people around him showed a look of worry about Qin Yuan.

They also heard that the vitality index measured by Qin Yuan when he entered the school was 116 points. However, after all, the other party was a new martial arts student in the junior year of Yujing Martial Arts University, and the vitality index was at least more than 400!

[In Sun Ke's imagination, your strength is far inferior to Li Zhaohui. I hope you will not be hurt; the imagination is transformed successfully, vitality 3]

[In Liu Binjie's imagination, you...; the imagination is transformed successfully, and the vitality is 0.5]

【Life Force 1】

...

Seeing that he stood here, everyone's imagination immediately began to move. Qin Yuan felt that his choice was really wise.

Although, because these imaginations are all imagination out of thin air and the basis is insufficient, the conversion ratio does not increase much vitality after being adjusted independently by the imagination engine, but it is much faster than Qin Yuan's hard work.

Seeing that the imagination engine was constantly starting, Qin Yuan's gaze at Li Zhaohui was also gentler: You are a good comrade! You have brought the benefits today!

At this moment, Li Zhaohui's eyes were constantly scanning Qin Yuan. He had already thought about how to torture Qin Yuan for a while. Today, all the new and old hatreds will be eliminated together.

But Li Zhaohui swept Qin Yuan for a long time, but saw Qin Yuan still standing on the steps at the door, and he had no intention of walking down to fight. He couldn't stand it anymore and frowned and mocked, "Boy, are you here to show off?"

Seeing that his imagination had almost been harvested, Qin Yuan heard Li Zhaohui's words and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Here I'm here, I've never seen someone who is beaten so active."

Li Zhaohui was laughed at by Qin Yuan's words. Who was beaten? This arrogant boy really thought that Li Zhaohui was made by the dough?

However, he didn't say much.

Qin Yuan slowly walked down the steps, and the Shenxiao Sword was already in his hand.

Seeing Qin Yuan holding the sword, Li Zhaohui did not show his weapon as well. He just leaned down slightly and licked his lips bloodthirstyly.

Just as Qin Yuan’s Shenxiao Sword was unsheathed and crossed in front of him, Li Zhaohui moved.

As the legs muscles exploded, Li Zhaohui was like a giant tiger pounced on his prey, swift and powerful.

Qin Yuan's pupils also shrank slightly when he saw Li Zhaohui's pounce.

Because, at the moment when Li Zhaohui set off, he felt that it was not a person in front of him, but a monster.

Without waiting for Qin Yuan to react carefully, Li Zhaohui had already arrived in front of Qin Yuan.

Looking at Qin Yuan who was unresponsive, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Li Zhaohui's mouth, and his fist, which was as big as a bowl, directly hit Qin Yuan's face.

In the distance, when Cen Su saw this scene, his toes slightly raised and was about to take action.

But suddenly, Cen Su's movement stopped, and when she saw Qin Yuan's movement, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: Qin Yuan looks like he has a chance of winning?

Qin Yuan's waist softened and he fell backwards. At the same time, a little red light lit up on the Shenxiao Sword in his hand.

Shenxiao Sword Technique·Chixiao.

Li Zhaohui didn't expect that Qin Yuan could easily avoid his punch.

Because, in his opinion, under the huge gap in vitality between him and Qin Yuan, Qin Yuan should not be able to react to his punch at all.

The Shenxiao sword eye was about to penetrate Li Zhaohui's chest.

Li Zhaohui's muscles were tense, and his limbs trembled suddenly, hitting the air. His body actually jumped up again in his already leaping state.

The air suddenly surged, gathering into a wave of air storm towards Qinyuan.

Qin Yuan had no time to react, but his membrane was strong and tough, which directly rebounded these air waves.

Seeing the two sides fighting for a round, the audience around them were full of surprises.

No one could have thought that not only did Qin Yuan not be killed instantly, but he also gained some advantage in the first round.

Some sophomore "waste" of Yujing University who were instantly killed by Li Zhaohui were both excited and ashamed at this time.

Song Yunfu, Li Yunyi and Ye Shaobei, who were watching on the side, almost slapped the word "surprise" in the face. They just witnessed that nearly ten sophomore seniors were killed by Li Zhaohui in one move.

At present, after Qin Yuan and Li Zhaohui fought for one round, they not only remained unscathed, but also forced Li Zhaohui back!

"Qin Yuan, how strong is tmd? What kind of monster is this guy?" Ye Shaobei couldn't help but swear.

Song Yunfu and Li Yunyi were speechless, without saying a word, only trembling eyes silently told their uneasiness.

Li Zhaohui landed on the ground, recalling the scene when Qin Yuan's skin bounced off the air waves. His face was full of disbelief and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Have you practiced skin?"

As soon as Li Zhaohui said this, more than a dozen new martial arts students from Yujing Martial Arts University behind him also looked at Qin Yuan in surprise: This freshman still practices old martial arts, how could he practice skin so quickly?

They also saw the scene where Qin Yuan's skin film rebounded in the air wave just now. It was indeed a reaction that only a sword practitioner could have.

A group of students from Yujing Martial Arts University were shocked: they rely on new martial arts, and even several people had less than 100 vitality, but they were unable to start practicing skin. This person practiced old martial arts and had just entered university and had already practiced skin. Is this a genius?

At the same time, these students felt deeply confused and powerless in their hearts: Is it not that the old martial arts are not good? But they are not good?

But among everyone at this moment, Li Zhaohui is the one who changes his mind the most.

Seeing Qin Yuan practicing skin, Li Zhaohui was deeply afraid after his initial surprise.

That's right, fear!

Qin Yuan started practicing skin training as soon as he entered university. How could he reach the point when he was sophomore and junior year? A bone-training martial artist? Or, a congenital martial artist?

What will happen if Qin Yuan reaches that level and offends Qin Yuan himself?

Thinking of this, Li Zhaohui put away his previous playfulness that tortured Qin Yuan.

As soon as he touched his waist, a small poison-hardening weapon appeared between Li Zhaohui's two fingers.

At this moment, he really had the intention to kill Qin Yuan!

After Qin Yuan stood up, he secretly raised a confident smile. After this round of battle, he was already sure of victory. Next, he mastered the rhythm of the battle, teased the audience's emotions, and allowed them to have wave after wave of imagination.
Chapter completed!