Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Brother Long is a dragon, don't mess with him!"

Accompanied by Zhou Li's roar, Tang Cen was instantly swung away by Zhou Li, smashing a recliner next to Huang Dingjun.

From then on, the mid-term evaluation of the first half of the semester of the "Bingbi Class" of Beiliang Imperial College came to an end.

There are currently nine subjects in the Bingbi class, namely "martial arts, spiritual energy, medicine, hidden skills, actual combat, heaven and earth, literature, miscellaneous studies, and casting."

The students who were able to enter the Bingbi class were all those who stood out in the battle royale, and everyone had their own unique skills. After the midterm assessment, they had to choose two subjects of their choice and start studying. If they wanted to study more, that was fine, but in the final assessment, they would have to take multiple subjects by themselves, and there would still be penalties if they failed.

In this mid-term assessment that attracted the attention of the entire Beiliang Imperial College, Zhou Li unsurprisingly won first place. With four first places, three honors, and two fair scores, he received the highest evaluation.

"This kid has work to do."

Huang Dingjun looked at Zhou Li with admiration in his eyes.

Spiritual Qi, hidden skills, miscellaneous studies and actual combat, these four disciplines complement each other, and at the same time they all require practitioners to study hard and practice diligently, but not just learn blindly. They need to have a flexible mind and enough flexibility, and at the same time be willing to follow the right path and not slack off because of cleverness.

In today's mid-term assessment, the person who gave Huang Dingjun the biggest surprise was Zhou Li. Whether it was his talent in spiritual energy, or the many miscellaneous knowledge that even Huang Dingjun had never heard of, or the hidden skills that even the dark forces could not match, Zhou Li had achieved the ultimate at this age.

The practical class, on the other hand, is a lesson for everyone else.

Tang Cen, with a pale face and a gloomy expression, walked down the stage. Wei Wuji, with half of his body hung with caltrops, patted his shoulder to comfort him.

“I don’t accept it! I don’t accept it!”

The woman with short hair that looked like wheat ears was full of vitality. She waved her fist in dissatisfaction and said angrily, "It's not fair. Zhou Li used hidden weapons and sneak attacks in eight of the nine actual combat matches. It's not fair! Let's have a rematch!"

Zhou Li looked at the girl who made the dissatisfied remarks with a smile, squatted down on the ring, and reached out to ruffle her fluffy short hair.

"Master Wansui, I didn't attack you by surprise, why are you so anxious?"

Yu Sui slapped Zhou Li's hand off her head in dissatisfaction. She pointed at Zhou Li with a hot temper and said angrily: "You didn't sneak attack me, but you put laxatives in my rice noodles yesterday. I have to admit defeat without even having the chance to go on stage!"

"Um···"

Zhou Li pointed his finger at his chin, tilted his head in a perverse way and acted cute, "Hey, who made you the strongest?"

"If there is really injustice, how can I not speak out?"

With a faint smile, Huang Dingjun stood up and said to the many students in the audience: "The actual combat class is not a martial arts training, nor is it a spiritual energy battle. The only purpose of actual combat is to defeat the opponent, and to defeat the opponent by any means without violating the bottom line."

"In the practical class, everything Zhou Li did was not unfair. Whether it was hidden weapons, traps, or even lime, he set them up and made them all by himself. You think this is unfair, so let me ask you, if you meet someone like Zhou Li in the future, who uses the same method and kills you in the end, can we have a rematch?"

"It's hard to find someone more beastly than Zhou Li."

Tang Cen said in a low voice with a cold face.

His eyes fell on Yu Sui, who was standing aside with his cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish. Huang Dingjun sighed helplessly and said, "Yu Sui, did I announce the upcoming midterm assessment three days ago?"

"what."

Yu Sui blinked and nodded.

"Then let me ask you, have I ever said that from today on, there are no taboos as long as it does not endanger your life?"

Yu Sui's big eyes twinkled.

"You are too strong. This is both a good thing and a bad thing." Huang Zhuicheng walked down from the stage with his hands behind his back and stood beside Yu Sui. He said helplessly, "If Zhou Li had your strength, he would definitely hide himself more and become more shameless. If Ye Chong had your talent, he would devote his life to practice, be more meticulous, and move forward steadily."

"But you are born with spiritual power, which makes you stronger than any of your peers. But this is not a good thing. You are too lazy and too arrogant, and you always think that you deserve respect for your talent. Yu Sui, there is always someone better than you. This old saying is most suitable for you."

Yu Sui's face flushed red, she felt a little angry and a little ashamed. She knew Huang Dingjun was right, but her strong self-esteem due to her spirit-controlling physique made her unable to come down from the stage. She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and lowered her head reluctantly.

Huang Dingjun felt helpless. If it was anyone else, he would have just scolded her. But Yu Sui was his best friend, and because of her spirit-controlling physique, she was naturally very proud. Unless she really hit a wall, she would probably not listen to him no matter how he scolded her.

"Oh, it's such a hassle."

Zhou Li smiled helplessly on the stage and said, "Scholar, isn't she unconvinced?"

"Come, I'll beat her until she's convinced."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Shock flashed in Tang Cen's eyes. He didn't expect that Zhou Li, who was usually insidious and cunning, would be so courageous today.

"Zhou Li, there's no need to do this."

At this time, a tall and thin young man in a green robe came out. He looked at Yu Sui and frowned, "Yu Sui, the words 'unfair victory' can be written at any time, except in the actual combat class. If you are not convinced, then be more cautious next time and defeat Zhou Li with your openness in the ring. Instead of worrying about the win or loss this time, understand?"

After seeing this tall and thin young man, Yu Sui, who was originally arrogant, suddenly wilted and said weakly: "Brother Ye, I understand."

"Don't, Old Ye."

Zhou Li happily unlocked the ring and said casually: "If I hadn't finished these nine games, I would really be afraid of Master Wan Sui. But everyone's performance was not as good as I expected, and they only consumed three or four points of their physical strength. It's still difficult to beat Master Wan Sui..."

He stretched out his hand and hooked it, and the corners of Zhou Li's mouth curled up slightly.

"More than enough."

boom! ! ! !

His body is like a blazing fire and his fists are shining with golden light.

The gluttonous fire snake was wrapped around the girl's body, and a pair of metallic fists flashed a chilling light. Yu Sui stared at Zhou Li intently, slowly opened her mouth, and a flash of fire flashed through her mouth.

"Zhou Li."

She clenched her fists, and the sound of metal clacking was terrifying. Yu Sui's two small canine teeth were exposed. She looked at Zhou Li and spoke word by word:

"Big! Words! Shameless!"

The moment the words fell, Yu Sui turned into a fire meteor and rushed towards Zhou Li.

"Ten to one, I bet Zhou Li will lose."

Tang Cen said so.

"Twenty taels of silver."

At some point, the old scholar appeared behind Tang Cen. He raised two fingers and said calmly, "Zhou Li wins." (End of this chapter)