Matchless Pill God

38. Do Anything You Want

Translator: Flying Lines

The harsh and mocking voice echoed in the huge elite classroom, and dozens of surprised eyes focused on Qin Sheng.

“Haha, rabble?” Zhao Ming was not angry at all, instead he smiled. Although he was not a direct disciple of the Zhao family, he could not toletrate Qin Sheng for mocking Zhao Han and others in this way, which was undoubtedly humiliating the Zhao family.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Zhao family, although the talent and strength are not as good as Zhao Qingcang, they are also at the forefront. He had an obligation to maintain the face of the family.

“No one has dared to humiliate Zhao family’s disciples for so many years.” Zhao Ming said meaningfully, his lips curled up slightly with  a trace of cruelty.

Tian Teng also shook his head secretly, and said to himself, “This Qin Sheng is capable of activating the heaven-level meridian. For sure, he is talented, but he’s also arrogant and domineering. Usually this kind of genius can not live long.”

If Qin Sheng knew when to flex his muscle and when not to, in a few years, he would definitely soar into fame and become the mainstay of Floating Cloud Academy, and even one of the chiefs!

“It’s a pity,” Tian Teng said secretly.

Everyone who was not blind knew that Zhao Han’s strength was far superior to that of Zhao Feng who had just been knocked down by Qin Sheng, and there was another four-meridian student who was comparable to Zhao Han.

Obviously, this was an one-sided battle, and the result spoke for itself.

Everyone believed that Qin Sheng was bound to lose, and his meridians might get damaged if he didn’t take enough care…

After being scolded as rabble, Zhao Han’s gloomy face quickly showed a touch of anger, and his meta force was denser. His hands gestured into eagle claws, and cyan light burst out!

It was also “Cyan-light Fingers”!

It was just that the cyan light on Zhao Han’s fingertips was much stronger than Zhao Feng’s just now.

“Oh? He has cultivated Cyan-light Fingers to the extreme.” Leng Jun was surprised, with admiration in his eyes. “He’s really outstanding in the young generation of the Zhao family. Before entering the outer academy, he had already cultivated this human-level high-rank martial arts to such extent.”

“Rare to see!”

The other onlookers couldn’t help making exclamation sounds, their eyes revealing a trace of pitifulness for Qin Sheng.

They should have achieved great accomplishment in human-level high-rank martial arts, and they could reach the state of Consummation in just one step.

A man would end up in misery if he kept compare himself with others. And this saying applied to this situation just right. Other students in the same class were still stuck in basic martial arts.

Zhao Han ignored other people’s exclamations and outflanked Qin Sheng with Zhao Wei. The two cooperated skillfully and well-trainedly, and dashed towards Qin Sheng!

“I’ll make you beg for mercy, and see if you can still keep so arrogant!” Zhao Han hissed in an insidious voice, and his cyan fingers stabbed fiercely at Qin Sheng’s chest.

This was late-stage Cyan-light Fingers. The rich cyan light was darting fast, with a numbing air-bursting sound, and appeared on Qin Sheng’s chest in the blink of an eye.

“Don’t think you can be arrogant and do whatever you want by activating the heaven-level meridian!” Zhao Han looked at Qin Sheng as if he was a dead person, with endless killing intent and without reservation.

“So what even if you have a heaven-level meridian? I will let you know that the gap between realms cannot be made up by a single heaven-level meridian.”

The meta force that could be refined by a single heaven-level meridian was roughly equivalent to that of three human-level meridians. That was to say, Qin Sheng had activated one heaven-level meridian, and the refined meta force in his body was equivalent to that of a normal three-meridian-opened warrior.

That was to say, in Zhao Han’s view, Qin Sheng was at best equivalent to a three-meridian warrior. And he knew very well that Zhao Feng had just opened the fourth meridian. His own meta force hadn’t increased much. In addition, Zhao Feng had obviously suffered a big loss for underestimating the enemy.

Qin Sheng grinned indifferently, and appeared beside Zhao Han like a ghost. He was so fast that he easily avoided the sharpness of the cyan-light fingers, and then slapped Zhao Han’s face with a wave.

Pa!

Zhao Han flew off like a kite with its wire broken. He slid across the ground, hit the tables and chairs very hard, and coughed up blood!

He stared at Qin Sheng, his eyeballs almost fell out of fright, because he saw that Qin Sheng had activated the second meridian.

“It’s heaven-level meridian again!”

Qin Sheng said indifferently, “Sorry to say that, but with heaven-level meridians, I really can do anything I want!”