The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 36

The thick smoke that curled up attracted the attention of countless passengers.

The crowd in the train gasped.

Little did they know they were just one step away from death.

Shen Lang also shrank his pupils, and there was a bomb hidden in the pressure cooker. Which genius (crossed out) lunatic came up with this idea?
"This group of people is too scary!"

Shen Lang looked at the farther and farther back with palpitations.

This world is not an ordinary danger.

What about Yangcheng, which is a big city?

Isn't it a hundred times more dangerous than Linhai City?

Thinking of this, Shen Lang decided to take some safeguards out of fear to prevent problems before they happen.

"Several, it's him. Passengers saw him fight with the two warriors who jumped out of the car, and then ran to the tail compartment inexplicably, broke the window, threw a big red bag out, and then exploded."

At this time, the belated marshal brought Ye Zhennan, Ye Wushuang and several people in plain clothes to the rear compartment, and saw Shen Lang with a dignified expression.

"It's you?"

Ye Wushuang was startled, isn't this the handsome guy who is a bit weak and frail?

From the moment she got in the car, she followed her grandfather to screen out suspicious persons. The detective bureau tried to use her grandfather's identity as an innate master to locate the murderer before the bomb actually exploded in Yangcheng and eliminate the threat of explosion.

However, the entire two trains had a total of more than a dozen sections. They needed to find out the real murderer from hundreds of people and find the location of the bomb, and there was only two hours left.

This difficulty is unprecedented.

After all, there are traces of the murderer, but the location of the bomb is random.

So after hearing that some warriors were fighting and jumping out of the car, they rushed over immediately, and then...

There's no after that.

The bomb seems to have been detonated.

But it's not in the carriage, it's in Yangcheng, it's a deserted steep slope.

"Are you a third-rank warrior?"

Ye Zhennan also had different expressions at this time, but his focus was not on the bomb, but on Shen Lang's strength.

Through the passenger's retelling, he was basically sure that the strength of the two murderers was above the second rank, but Shen Lang solved the two of them in an instant, and it was still under the condition that the opponent made the first move.

This kind of strength, even the general third grade can't do it.

But Shen Lang... is too young.

The third grade at this age is actually not listed on the Qianlong list.

Could it be the heir cultivated by a hidden sect, a family with top martial arts inheritance?
"The old man praised me too much. I haven't even touched the threshold of soul cultivation. How can I be a third grade."

Facing Ye Zhennan, the innate master, Shen Lang was also very humble.

These master masters above the fourth-rank realm are all monsters, with terrifyingly thick qi and blood, but they just pretend to have just that kind of qi and blood, so as to force the enemy to relax their vigilance, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

He must learn from this fine tradition.

"Old man, I should be considered a brave act. I don't know if there is an award for bravery?"

During the conversation, Shen Lang has already noticed that the reason why Ye Zhennan appeared here is probably related to these two criminals, and he stopped the explosion and saved hundreds of lives. Divide?
"Forget it, of course it does, but you need to go to the Detective Bureau to make a record and report the whole incident."

"No problem, but I still need to go to the school to report. If the distance is too far, it will only be next time."

Shen Lang immediately agreed that he was full of enthusiasm for making money.

"Not far, just in Yangcheng."

Ye Zhennan was thoughtful, although Shen Lang concealed his true cultivation, but as a congenital master, he was not blind, so naturally he did not believe Shen Lang's second-rank theory.

And a young third-rank martial artist must be a native of Yangcheng, that is, a martial arts student of South China Wuda University, and he is the best among them, even a leader.

This is a very simple reasoning.

soon.

The train sailed smoothly into the big city of Yangcheng.

Similar to all the first-tier big cities he knew in his previous life, Yangcheng is a veritable economic capital.

This is Shen Lang's first visit to Yangcheng, he got out of the car and looked around, feeling that everything is quite new.

Not long after, he was led by those plainclothes policemen to the local detective bureau in Yangcheng, made a record, and then received a [-] yuan award for his bravery.

Big cities are just different.

If this were in Linhai City, it would be an extremely serious safety accident to be able to give a [-] reward for righteous deeds.

But in Yangcheng, this number has increased tenfold.

After making money, he straightened up.

five o'clock at night.

Shen Lang walked out of the detective bureau contentedly, took away the suitcase and backpack, and planned to take a car to Changqing University in the university town.

"Mr. Shen, if you don't mind, let us take you there."

At this time, an extended version of the black sports car came head-on, Ye Zhennan and Ye Wushuang sat in the back, poked their heads out of the car window, and said with a smile.

Although he is a respected innate master, but such a young third-rank martial artist, the candidate for the future master, no matter how good he is, it is not too much.

Shen Lang thought for a while, Ye Zhennan helped him apply for his [-] Award for Justice and Bravery, this favor has to be repaid: "Then thank you, old man."

The vehicle moved slowly.

Looking at the towering high-rise buildings, the rush of cars, and the rush of pedestrians, it seems like a peaceful environment.

However, Shen Lang knew that under this peace, there were countless dangers.

In Linhai City, he might be regarded as a small master who possessed the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, but in Yangcheng, this strength is not enough.

He must, become stronger as soon as possible.

Only in this way can he truly kill Wang Hu and fully understand the knot in his heart.

"arrive."

Soon, under the watchful eyes of pedestrians, the vehicle slowly drove to the gate of the university.

Shen Lang looked up, South China University of Martial Arts.

"..."

Thinking about it carefully, he really didn't seem to have told the old man which university he was going to.

Just watching the car drive, Shen Lang thought that the old man had already learned about him from the detective bureau.

"What's the matter? Mr. Shen."

Seeing Shen Lang silently looking at South China University of Martial Arts, Ye Zhennan was puzzled.

"I am not a student of South China Wuhan University, but Changqing University."

"Changqing University?" Ye Zhennan thought hard, and found that he seemed to have never heard of other famous martial arts universities.

"Grandpa, Evergreen University is a liberal arts institution."

At the right time, Ye Wushuang reminded in a low voice.

Seeing this, Shen Lang was also embarrassed and said: "The score of South China University of Wuhan University is too high, so I failed the exam."

"I didn't pass the exam..."

Ye Zhennan was stunned, South China Wuda, did the college entrance examination go against the sky this time?

Such a young third-rank martial artist, ranked in the top [-] of the Qianlong list, can't be admitted to a martial arts university?

This standard, even Jingwu, Mowu and other top schools dare not say it.

"Sorry, Mr. Shen, I didn't ask clearly in advance. Turn around and go to Changqing University."

Ye Zhennan apologized after shouting at the driver.

In his heart, he couldn't help making up secretly: South China Wuda, with pig-like eyesight, no wonder it can only be on one side, and even Yangcheng can't get out.

It was more than ten minutes later.

The car finally stopped at the gate of Changqing University.

After exchanging phone calls with Ye Zhennan, Shen Lang got out of the car dragging his luggage.

"I'm going, Rolls-Royce?"

"Which family is this young master? Why don't you go to Wuhan University and come to our liberal arts college?"

"Take it down, there is a topic for tonight."

In the distance, some students who didn't think it was a big deal took pictures of this scene, and attached the title: Exclusive reveal!What is the identity of the young master who came down from Rolls-Royce?
(End of this chapter)