Swire Overlord

Chapter 1 Horror Trash

Starry Continent, Qinglan Sect.

At noon, the sun is warm and makes people feel tired, and the whole world is brighter and clearer.

It was supposed to be meal time, but in the emerald green bamboo forest, there was a young man sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed slightly from time to time, looking very unhappy.

"It's still not good," the young man muttered lazily, with neither joy nor sadness on his face.

"After five years, I still can't use the strength in my body. Am I really a combination of waste and genius?" The young man looked frustrated, complaining about the injustice of God.

The boy's name is Zhao Yufan, who was originally an omnipotent master on Earth. He died accidentally while practicing five years ago. When he woke up again, he found himself in a strange world. Carefully fall into the body of the trash disciple.

The Qinglan Sect is one of the six major sects of the Zimang Empire, with great prestige. There are more than [-] disciples in the sect, and the competition is very fierce. Zhao Yufan is now the lowest disciple.

Back in the day, Zhao Yufan was known as a once-in-a-thousand-year genius on earth relying on tyrannical strength, superb alchemy, and magical weapon refining, but now he has become a waste.

It is not accurate to say that he is a waste, because he is more terrifying than other wastes, at least the disciples who have been in Qinglanzong for more than a year will never provoke him.

"Trash is trash. Anyway, even if it's trash, no one dares to challenge me." Zhao Yufan touched his nose narcissistically and comforted himself, but he was still unwilling in his heart. In the world of the jungle like Fanxing Continent, only Be the strongest to survive!
"People are iron, food is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, no matter if you are a genius or a waste, you have to eat, I will surpass those geniuses in terms of appetite first!" Zhao Yufan patted his buttocks, straightened his clothes, and held his head high. He walked to the dining hall with a chest.

The canteen of Qinglanzong was full of noise, everyone gathered in twos and threes, talking about some weird things.

Zhao Yufan danglingly took a portion of food for three people, put it on an empty seat, and started eating wildly.

Regarding Zhao Yufan's appetite, the surrounding disciples were not surprised. Although they despised him, they were also afraid.

As usual, everyone buried their heads in discussing Zhao Yufan in low voices, and from time to time someone cast weird, surprised and other mixed looks at him.

"Damn! Is Zhao Yufan a trash?"

"It must be trash, but don't provoke him."

"A trash is more arrogant than us, I get angry just looking at it!"

"Keep down, don't let him hear, he is not an ordinary waste."

"Yeah, yeah, don't offend him, whoever offends him will become a real waste."

Zhao Yufan raised his head slowly, staring at the discussing disciples around him, his eyes were flat, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His movements seemed simple, but just such a simple movement made the surroundings quiet. The disciples who were talking about him just now lowered their heads to eat obediently. No one dared to speak, even the sound of breathing became much quieter. .

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, with an extremely disdainful tone.

"Waste is waste, what's there to be afraid of, look at the way he eats, he is an idiot!"

Zhao Yufan frowned slightly, buried his head and continued to eat, as if the words just now were not humiliating him.

Everyone looked at the person who spoke. This person was 'Wang Yu', a genius disciple who had just joined the Qingyun Sect. Not long after Wang Yu came to the Qingyun Sect, he became the No. 70 master in the Qingyun Ranking, and was called a genius for a while.

There are three types of disciples in the Qinglan Sect: the elite, the inner sect, and the outer sect. The three types of disciples live in three different places. The lowest-ranking outer disciples like Zhao Yufan can only live in the outer courtyard of the Qinglan Sect. To live in the inner courtyard, the first condition is to become an inner disciple.

There are hundreds of masters on the Qingyun Ranking, these 100 are the strongest 100 of the outer disciples, and their strength is extremely powerful.Not long after Wang Yu came to Waimen, he was ranked No. 70 and No. [-] on the Qingyun List, and the name of a genius is worthy of the name.

"Trash, grandpa is calling you? Did you hear that?" Wang Yu cursed arrogantly, and walked towards Zhao Yufan angrily, thinking to himself, even a trash dares to ignore his words, today is just a good time to show him some color Look, let the people around you know how powerful you are.

Zhao Yufan had a calm face, still burying his head in his binge eating, even if Wang Yu walked in front of him, he ignored him, and instead raised his chewing voice, intentionally annoyed Wang Yu.

"Wang Yu, forget it."

"Yeah, don't provoke him."

"Wang Yu, let's go, you can't afford to mess with him."

Several disciples around reminded Wang Yu kindly, but to Wang Yu's ears, they underestimated him. He was a genius master on the Qing Yunbang. Are they afraid of being a waste?Burning with anger in his heart, he slapped Zhao Yufan on the shoulder with his powerful hands.

"Snapped!"

With one clap, Zhao Yufan's arm snapped.

Everyone watched Zhao Yufan pull his limp right arm instantly, and they all knew that his right arm was broken by Wang Yu.

Seeing this scene, everyone opened their mouths, as if seeing something terrifying.

Everyone looked at Wang Yu in amazement, as if they were looking at an idiot. Wang Yu dared to hit Zhao Yufan. Didn't he know the consequences of hitting Zhao Yufan?There are many wastes in the Qinglan Sect, but Zhao Yufan is the only waste that cannot be provoked. This is something that all disciples of the Qinglan Sect know.

The moment Zhao Yufan's arm broke, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but he recovered immediately, and he was still eating madly, which seemed very strange. Even Wang Yu was frightened and froze in place.

"Trash, trash, I'll hit you, what can you do?" Wang Yu gritted his teeth, resisting the inexplicable chill in his heart, and asked sharply.

Zhao Yufan got up slowly, touched his broken right arm, stared at Wang Yu, and said with a cold smile: "Hehe... For five years, no one dared to hit me!" After saying this, he walked away, Only Wang Yu was left with a look of astonishment.

As soon as Zhao Yufan left, the surrounding disciples started making noises.

"Wang Yu is finished."

"Hey, what an idiot, if you dare to beat Zhao Yufan, you are courting death!"

"Wang Yu is just stupid. After what happened five years ago, no one who ranked below 70 on the Qing Yun Ranking would dare to offend Zhao Yufan. Wang Yu dared to offend him if he was only ranked No. [-]. He was clearly looking for death."

Hearing the crowd's discussion, Wang Yu's face turned red with anger. He clearly defeated that trash, why did this group of people laugh at themselves, "Shut up! Are you blind? That trash was defeated by me, you didn't see it?"

Among the crowd, a young man in black robe looked at Wang Yu coldly, and said playfully, "You did defeat Zhao Yufan, but you didn't know that five years ago, fifty disciples humiliated and injured Zhao Yufan, but just On the second day of sinning against Zhao Yufan, they are undoubtedly excluded...their strength has returned to the first level of junior warriors, becoming the lowest-level warriors, and turned into waste!"

In the initial stage of warriors, there are three levels: elementary warriors, intermediate warriors, and advanced warriors. The three levels are divided into ten levels. The first level of junior warriors is the origin of warrior cultivation.

"So what?" Wang Yu resisted the fear in his heart and asked through gritted teeth.

The black-robed boy looked around, smiled grimly, and said to himself: "I remember that besides the fifty ordinary disciples, there are also ten guys on the Qingyun list. They also offended Zhao Yufan, and they were not spared. In the second day, the strength also returned to the first level of junior warriors. I remember that the most powerful guy among the ten should be ranked in the Qingyun list! And you, Wang Yu, are only No. 70 and second place."

"The former geniuses, after offending Zhao Yufan, have all become ordinary disciples, and some have even become ordinary people, living the lives of ordinary people! You, Wang Yu, will also become trash from a genius after tomorrow!"

Wang Yu's eyes were almost protruding, he clenched his fists tightly, and roared, "Impossible!"

The black-robed boy smiled coldly, with sharp eyes, and recalled: "I remember that among the inner disciples, seven of them offended Zhao Yufan! They are inner disciples, stronger than you outer disciples, but... the first person to offend Zhao Yufan Two days later, it is still unavoidable that the strength will return to the first level of junior warriors."

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Wang Yu took a step back and looked at the black-robed boy in horror.

"Maybe, I don't want it to be true, but... I was one of those seven people, and my strength was a sixth-level intermediate warrior at the time!"

Sixth-level intermediate warrior!
He is an invincible existence in the outer sect, and now No. 1 on the Qingyun list is only a fifth-level intermediate warrior.

Wang Yu looked at the crowd leaving one after another, his eyes were dull, like a log, he returned to his room numbly, and he quietly waited for the next day.

Perhaps this is the last day for Wang Yu to be called a genius. Tomorrow, according to the fate of offending Zhao Yufan, he will change from an eighth-level junior warrior to a first-level junior warrior, from a genius to a waste!
(End of this chapter)