Sun Yan rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but groan. Is this guy mentally ill? It's almost midnight and he actually asked someone to go out for a duel. The outdoor racing trial in Wandao Mountain just ended today. Isn't this guy not at all?
Are you tired?
Leaning by the window, Sun Yan said feebly: "Classmate Lin Tianwang, is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow? It's your first day at Imperial Wind Academy, so let's wait until we are familiar with the environment."
"no."
Lin Tianwang had no expression on his face and said slowly: "Sun Yan, you are my first challenger to conquer Imperial Wind Academy. Of course our duel will begin on the first day of enrollment."
Damn, this guy is crazier than Chang Cheng. He conquered the Imperial Wind Academy. What a big statement! No, brother, I don’t have time to struggle with such a madman. Go to bed immediately and go to bed early and get up early.
Thinking of this, Sun Yan spread his hands and said helplessly: "Classmate Lin, you probably haven't read the "Di Feng Student Handbook", right? The first article of the student code is that students are not allowed to fight on campus without permission. Violators will be deducted 5 credits.
, serious cases may result in expulsion from school.”
"Classmate Lin, you don't want to have 5 credits deducted or even be dropped out of school on the first day of school, do you? You should go back early and go to bed. Next time you challenge me, you will at least treat me to a meal.
There must be some reward for my efforts."
Hearing this, Lin Tianwang was stunned and didn't know how to answer. He had indeed never read the "Di Feng Student Handbook", how could he know that there was such a rule.
"Well, good night, classmate Lin!"
Sun Yan smiled and waved his hands, feeling relieved and secretly thinking that he could finally sleep peacefully.
At this time, another voice suddenly sounded in the darkness downstairs: "Junior Sun Yan is very diligent. He read the student handbook on the first day. It is true that the first article of the student code stipulates that students are not allowed to fight in private, but if
If it is supervised by members of the school's law enforcement team, then there will be no problem."
In the darkness, a tall young man walked out, with a shiny bald head, a burly figure, wearing big black sunglasses, a white vest, white worn jeans, and a pair of flip-flops. He also held two brave men in his hands.
Hot rice balls.
This young man is 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 is still wearing sunglasses at night. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you are so pretentious?
Another voice spoke unhurriedly: "Add me and the cadres of the Elite Student Association to jointly supervise, you two freshmen will be very proud!"
Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang turned around in shock and saw a gray-haired young man standing next to the bald young man. He was the senior they met at the end of Wandao Mountain during the day.
If this gray-haired young man didn't speak, his presence would not be felt at all.
Sun Yan was shocked in his heart. His six senses were extremely sharp, far superior to those of ordinary second-level warriors. There was someone standing in front of him, and he couldn't feel his presence at all. If such a person wanted to attack someone silently, it would be too much.
Too scary.
The two of them walked downstairs. Despite Lin Tianwang's arrogance, he bowed slightly and saluted. This was a sign of respect for the strong.
The bald young man raised his head and said calmly: "Junior Sun Yan, it would be too rude of you to still be standing upstairs when you see the senior coming downstairs."
Sun Yan had no choice but to open the window and jump out. He walked closer and said, "Good evening, seniors."
The bald young man raised the corner of his mouth, revealing his white teeth, and said: "I am Feng Yan, the captain of the law enforcement team, and this is Meng Dongwang, a senior cadre of the Elite Student Union. How about it? Junior Sun Yan, the duel on the first day of school.
, feel honored to be supervised by us together!”
It's an honor to be your sister! Sun Yan cursed in his heart, "Grandma is a bitch, brother, am I having a bad time? I have so many troubles when I first enter school?"
Sun Yan had a dark face and said calmly: "Then let's fight!"
A ball of anger ignited in his heart. Although Sun Yan was optimistic by nature, the clay figures were all angry. No one could remain calm on the first day of school when they encountered so many unlucky things in a row.
Looking at Sun Yan's expression, the gray-haired young man Meng Dongwang smiled, pointed at the two rice balls in Feng Yan's hands, and said: "As for the meal that classmate Sun Yan mentioned, Feng Yan and I will treat it this time."
Already."
Feng Yan said regretfully: "This is our midnight snack! Hey, I'm giving you an advantage."
Looking at Feng Yan's expression, the black sunglasses that covered half of his face, and his shiny bald head, Sun Yan had the urge to beat him into a pig's head. This guy was too flat.
After a while, Sun Yan and King Lin Tian were taken to a martial arts arena. According to King Meng Dong, this was his exclusive martial arts arena.
Looking at the two people on the field, Feng Yan pointed to the timer on the side of the field and shouted: "The preparation time is 180 seconds. There is no limit to the fighting time. It can end at any time when you feel it is enough."
"Countdown, 179..."
"Countdown, 178..."
Listening to the sound of the countdown, Sun Yan calmed down, but his chest was burning with fighting spirit. He needed a hearty battle to vent his suppressed emotions.
Sitting on the sidelines, King Meng Dong laughed softly and said: "Thankfully, you have a naturally sarcastic face. Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to inspire Sun Yan's fighting spirit. This new student is too slippery."
Feng Yan crossed his legs and bared his teeth and said with a smile: "I'm very optimistic about this guy. When I first saw him, I felt that he was the same kind of person as me. However, compared to me, he is still a bit young. This guy in the general department
The arrival of these two new students is really exciting."
"Feng Yan, do you think Sun Yan will win?" King Meng Dong asked with a smile.
Feng Yan tilted his head and said angrily: "Why, King Dong, do you think King Lin Tianwang has a better chance? No wonder, you both have the word "王" in your name, you must feel friendly."
King Meng Dong laughed and shook his head: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? This is my intuition."
"Oh, do you want to make a bet?"
"What to bet on?"
Feng Yan raised his head and said, "Of course it's the bottle of D-level nutrient solution in your hand."
"You guys are still thinking about that bottle of nutrient solution."
King Meng Dong laughed and scolded, and immediately said: "Okay, let's bet on a bottle of D-grade nutrient solution. No credit is allowed."
"No problem! You will definitely lose." Feng Yan said confidently.
"Countdown, 0! The battle begins."
Whoosh!
King Lin Tianwang kicked the ground with both feet, and he rushed out. The wooden sword pierced the air, drawing out numerous sword shadows, which covered Sun Yan's upper body at an extremely tricky angle.
The second-grade upper-level combat skill-[Jueying Knife]!
The upper level combat skills all have incomparable power. [Second Stage Collapse Fist] is the second level of strength, which explodes with destructive power that far exceeds that of a second level warrior.
The power of [Jueying Knife] can be summed up in one word - fast!
As he swung the knife, layers of knife shadows appeared, and the air seemed to be torn apart, making a tearing sound. The knife shadows were like turbulent waves, stacked 18 times, and came whistling.
"So fast!"
Sun Yan breathed evenly, his eyes were slightly focused, and the inner energy in his Dantian was running wildly. In an instant, it spread all over the body, flowing directly into his arms. The energy of his fists flashed, and the [Second Stage Collapse Fist] was activated instantly.
Bang bang bang bang...
His fists alternately punched out, and in the blink of an eye, Sun Yan punched 36 times. Each punch hit the tip of the wooden knife squarely, scattering the heavy shadows of the knife.
The air kept ringing, crackling like firecrackers, and cyclones kept emerging, blowing the hair of the two teenagers.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Sun Yan's eyes, and the fist shadows in the sky disappeared. He retracted his left fist and moved his right fist from bottom to top, disappearing silently into the shadow of the knife. Then, a muffled sound came.
The two figures dispersed as soon as they touched each other, and Sun Yan and Lin Tianwang took three steps back at the same time.
"Happy, happy, haha..."
Sun Yan laughed endlessly, feeling that the energy in his body was as weak as a thin thread. He had just blasted 36 [Second Stage Collapse Fist] with all his strength, which almost exhausted his inner energy.
The dragon-suppressing pile was activated at the right time, and a gentle force came from the ground. In a few breaths, most of the lost internal energy was replenished, leaving you feeling refreshed and full of strength.
On the other hand, King Lin Tianwang also had a long breath and was not tired at all.
Lin Tianwang looked indifferent and said: "Among the warriors of your generation, you are the first to be able to take 36 [Jueying Swords] from me."
Sun Yan laughed and said, "Am I the first? I'm definitely not the last."
The wooden sword was raised slightly, and Lin Tianwang said proudly: "I will not hold back from now on."
On the sidelines, Feng Yan and King Meng Dong looked a little shocked. Such a battle was beyond their expectations.
King Meng Dong whispered: "After performing 36 second-level upper-level combat skills, the strength of these two people has not weakened at all. For this reason alone, even third-level warriors cannot compete with them."
"Not only that, the upper-level combat skills of these two guys are all perfect, and they are extremely skilled, as if they have been immersed in them for decades." Feng Yan cursed in a low voice, "Damn, even the outstanding freshmen of the elite department are nothing more than this.
, how come these two people were assigned to the general department."
King Meng Dong flashed his eyes, looked at the field, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, it's not just the level of outstanding freshmen in the elite department."
Zira!
A sharp sound came out, and the air was torn like a defeated leather. Lin Tianwang swung his sword and struck out. This sword was not the [Jueying Sword]. It was dignified and impartial. It was actually slashed backwards with the back of the sword.
But this sword is extremely heavy, like a huge boulder weighing on the top, making people feel invincible.
The second-level upper-level combat skill - [Sinking Sword Style].
The power of [Sinking Knife Style] lies in one word - slow!
Slow, but as heavy as a thousand pieces.
However, King Lin Tianwang swung the sword very slowly at first, and then it was as fast as lightning. A fan-shaped sword shadow passed by, pressing hard towards Sun Yan, which was unstoppable.
Sun Yan's face was calm, he took a deep breath, did not retreat or give in, his shoulders sank slightly, and he suddenly punched three times.
These three punches were still [Second Stage Collapse Fist], but the angle of the punch was like an antelope hanging its horns. From an incredible angle, it hit one side of the wooden sword. All three punches hit one point, forcefully deflecting the direction of the sword.
Immediately afterwards, another punch shot out, with his right arm like a bow and his right fist like a hammer, attacking Lin Tianwang's face.
The two people passed each other, and they took seven steps forward before stopping. Strands of broken hair fell, and two lines of blood slipped from the foreheads of both sides. They were the scars caused by the wind of the fist and the force of the knife.
The martial arts arena was completely silent, so quiet that even the breathing of the four people could not be heard.