Zhu Ming, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, frowned and looked at the passerby on the opposite side.
It was a slender young man, wearing a tailor-made slim-fitting evening gown, with long red and blue hair draped over his shoulders, exuding a maverick aura.
"[Knife Dancer] Ah..."
Zhu Ming was surrounded by flames. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly rose into the sky. He looked down at the other party and casually commented: "I have already appreciated your [aesthetics]."
"I barely passed the level, so don't waste my precious time, okay?"
The tall young man known as [Knife Dancer] raised his head and looked up at Zhu Ming. His whole body was filled with aura and fierce fighting spirit: "The once feared [Water Mirror Fire King] is nothing more than this now!"
"The defeated king is no longer a king!"
"Zhu Ming! You were chopped down by Lin Zhengliu with a knife. You lost the aura of the Fire King and your heart was weakened. How much ability do you still have left now?"
[Knife Dancer] looks down on ordinary geniuses.
It would be too risky to directly challenge the real talent.
Zhu Ming is a pretty good whetstone!
Zhu Ming, who once ruled the roost with fire and burned all the fire geniuses above and below the water mirror, can just use it to test what level his own level has reached!
"My life energy level has reached 4."
The boy holding the knife was very confident. His voice was loud and his words were clear: "You are still only level 3!"
"Besides, my skill with a knife has truly reached a level above that of Lin Zhengliu!"
"There are not many people in Shuijing Academy who use swords as their main weapons. The only one who can really practice sword skills for three years and is in the same state as me is the [Devil Sword] in the [Magic Warrior] sequence.
That’s all!”
"My family has bought me another [Excellent] grade extraordinary weapon. I can follow the picture and imitate Lin Zhengliu to defeat you and avenge my previous shame!"
Whoosh!
The long sword lingering in red and blue light suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light shone on it, shining brightly.
Just looking at the sharp blade makes people feel hot, but the heat quickly fades away, and coldness rushes into the heart, and the hot and cold cycle goes back and forth, making people feel goosebumps.
"This sword combines water and fire, can coordinate yin and yang, and its power is unpredictable!"
The knife dancer holds the knife in both hands, with flames entwining in his left hand and water flowing in his right hand: "Zhu Ming! Don't die in my hands!"
Hearing this, Zhu Ming, who had red hair and red eyes and was wearing a blue and white school uniform, put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "If you are making progress, will I stop?"
"madness!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Ming put one hand in his pocket and nodded lightly with one hand in the direction of the sword dancer.
Boom!
The air suddenly expands and explodes!
The collapsed half of the martial arts arena was also impacted by the airflow, and immediately fell into pieces, turning into countless stones and gravel, splashing away!
Zhu Ming's fingertips, blazing flames emerge out of thin air!
This ball of blazing fire does not look like the dragon and phoenix in the past, but instead takes the form of a human!
"This is……"
The sword dancer's pupils shrank instantly and turned into dangerous needle shapes, and he lost his voice and said, "Lin Zhengliu?"
Zhu Ming this guy...
He actually transformed into flames and tried to fight like Lin Zhengliu!
During the battle, Zhu Ming actually dared to waste energy on carving the shape of the flames...
This guy has a problem!
Although he was distracted, the sword dancer still wielded a sword that had been tempered for thousands of times.
Whoosh!
With one slash, Lin Zhengliu, who was imitating flames, disappeared without a trace.
Bang!
The pure shock wave sent the sword dancer flying more than ten meters.
After turning over countless somersaults, I could barely stand firm.
The sword dancer wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a series of blood blisters appeared on his body that were burned by the flames, but he barely held back the pain.
The large amount of adrenaline and serotonin secreted gave him a higher pain tolerance than usual.
Just as he was about to fight again, he heard a strange sound.
Sizzle...
Following the sound, the sword dancer saw that most of the [Excellent Grade] blade in his hand had been melted away, leaving only a bare handle intact...
The bright and hot metal juice is sliding down drop by drop.
The weapon exploded!
The knife dancer was completely dumbfounded.
How to fight this?!
One round!
Just one move completely decided the winner!
Holding the bare handle of the knife, the knife dancer was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.
The mental pain has surpassed the physical pain!
Even when the life flag behind him was cut off by Zhu Ming with his red-flamed hands, he didn't care at all.
Life energy level 4, swordsmanship for entering the palace, plus a [Excellent] level weapon...
With this configuration, he was sure to get a [Heavenly] level certificate in previous years!
This is why someone skipped a level and was defeated in the mock exam?!
The sword dancer raised his head blankly and looked at Zhu Ming.
Zhu Ming, who was wearing school uniform, was neither blushing nor out of breath, as if he had just warmed up.
Zhu Ming, this bastard, was beaten into a dog by Lin Zhengliu before. Why did he act like a god of war when he met him?
He lost to Lin Zhengliu not because Zhu Ming was too weak, but because the [Billion Dollar Talent] was too strong!
"My family has sold five houses, and the knife I just bought has only been used a few times... How can I go back and explain! Damn it! Zinima! Get your money back!"
Whoosh!
Before he could finish vomiting his heart-wrenching bitterness, the sufferer was transported away from the battlefield and sent to a safe area to receive psychological intervention.
"Stop hiding."
Zhu Ming turned his head and looked at the location of Teaching Building No. 5: "Come out!"
A young man dressed in jewels, with a strange smile on his face, walked slowly and leisurely.
The young man has purple hair, burgundy eyes, and a graceful temperament that can only be cultivated by a very privileged family.
Compared with most people, the [Knife Dancer] who was defeated just now is already from a well-off family, but compared with this person, it is still far behind.
Zhu Ming instantly recognized the other party's identity: "Jing Dong is here!"
Because of Lin Zhengliu's existence, he kept everyone's information in mind in class two of three years.
Zhu Ming was deeply impressed by Jing Donglai.
The information shows that the other party's family is very rich, and he is a real paper king, but a fake genius.
Now looking at the young man's gorgeous equipment, Zhu Ming feels that what is written in the information is still too conservative.
"The man's sword skills just now are probably similar to Lin Zhengliu's level of unarmed fighting."
Jing Donglai said slowly: "It's not particularly strong, but you can't underestimate Lin Zhengliu."
"After all... fighting with bare hands is most likely the guy's weakest method."
"[Knife Dancer] is also very stupid."
"Before challenging you, he didn't even do the intelligence work well. He used his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points and simply sought his own death."
Originally, Zhu Ming planned to kill Jing Donglai instantly and kick him out of the examination room.
But as soon as the capable young man opened his mouth, the solid flame in his hand suddenly stagnated.
"However, the overall strength of the sword dancers is only average."
When Jing Dong came to speak, he also looked Zhu Ming up and down: "If it were me, I could jump over the level and defeat him!"
The [Water Mirror Fire King] who has lost his halo is still the same [Metal Man] he was back then!
Hearing this, Zhu Ming put his hands in his pockets and tilted his head: "You came here specifically to give me a head?"
Jing Donglai spread his hands with a smile: "No!"
"I want to join forces with you!"
"After all, among the geniuses, you are the only one I don't want to be my enemy!"
"I spent more than 170 million to buy this equipment. If I fight you, I will have to reimburse everything."
"All the money invested will be wasted, just like burning yellow paper or ghost coins with fire."
There is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname!
[Melt Man] Zhu Ming loves to use his terrifying flames to burn the extraordinary equipment that others bought at a great price!
When a ball of fire passes by, no matter what kind of extraordinary equipment it is, it will all melt into slag!
It can be called a big dog killer!
Who knows why Zhu Ming’s flame can be so arrogant!
It just doesn’t make sense!
Under normal circumstances, even level 4 or even level 5 specializing in fire spells would not be able to achieve this level!
"What level are you at, joining forces with me?!"
Zhu Ming sneered and was about to take action.
Jing Donglai just calmly pushed up the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with determination: "Just now, you retained your strength."
"I don't know how you did it. In such a short period of time, you reached level 4, and you also eliminated the flaws in the past..."
"Speaking of which..."
"[Knife Dancer] is imitating Lin Zhengliu's fighting method."
"You [Melding Man], so why not?"
"Hiding your trump card?"
"Bad taste!"
Hearing this, Zhu Ming took action.
He said solemnly: "The reconnaissance ability is not weak, is it the gain provided by the extraordinary equipment? It doesn't matter!"
"Perhaps you can help me."
"As for the life energy level?"
Bang!
Holding a ball of red fire, Zhu Ming said casually: "I have an adventure of my own!"
Originally, he planned to go to the dark side of the "Hearth Meditation Method" and try his best to catch up with Lin Zhengliu's footsteps to avoid being thrown too far away and not even being able to see their backs.
did not expect……
After practicing hard and causing a coma, Zhu Ming arrived at a mysterious place between illusion and reality in a desperate dream where he "could not keep up with Lin Zhengliu's footsteps and could not witness [ultimate aesthetics], so he had to wear school uniforms for the rest of his life as punishment".
