Nine Turns Sword God

After three days of retreat, Chu Shaoyang and Li Ruoyun came out together.

Li Ruoyun had broken through to the fifth level of the Samsara Realm, and his control of the star power was becoming more and more handy, not afraid of the seventh level of the Samsara Realm.

He wanted to say goodbye to Yuhong, but he didn't know where Yuhong had gone, so he could only leave a note and take Li Ruoyun to the academy.

After entering the upper house, Haishan and the others had already reported, but they hadn't reported yet.

The two came to the place where the new students reported, but found that there were not many new people here, all of them were students from other academies.

"Look, there are new people here!"

The students who were originally leaning against the door cast their eyes.

"A man and a woman, it seems that they have an unusual relationship, and they are not very old, and their realm is not too high."

"Or we can choose them, and the more we win, the more we can fight for the academy!"

"Then I'll go first!"

A young man in red deliberately blocked the way of the two.

"I am Yang Tianqing, a student of the upper house of Siming College. Can I have a discussion with you two?"

Chu Shaoyang waved his hand: "I don't have the time."

He continued to move forward with Li Ruoyun, leaving Yang Tianqing hanging there.

"You!"

Yang Tianqing was angry: "We came here from thousands of miles away to study, but you rejected us?"

"Are all the students of Sifeng College afraid to fight?"

Many students of Sifeng College were furious!

"Bullshit! Sifeng College is not afraid of any challenge. He is a coward. What does it have to do with us?"

"He dares not to compete with you, but I dare. Come to me if you dare!"

The students shouted.

But Yang Tianqing had just been promoted to the upper house and was only at the sixth level of the Samsara Realm. How could he dare to compete with these old guys who had practiced for three or four years?

"I choose him!"

Yang Tianqing pointed at Chu Shaoyang and cursed: "What a coward, what a coward, these are just excuses!"

"This is about the reputation of the college. If you avoid the battle, it means you admit that Sifeng College is not as good as our Siming College!"

The students of Siming College followed suit and forced Chu Shaoyang to compete with Yang Tianqing.

Chu Shaoyang paused: "I think you should stop calling me Yang Tianqing, just call me Yang Xieba."

"Will you feel uncomfortable if I don't beat you up?"

Yang Tianqing laughed: "Yes, I'm just itching for trouble!"

"Do you dare to fight me?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "I don't fight for no benefit."

Yang Tianqing thought: "Okay, then we'll use the martial arts of our respective academies as a bet!"

"I just happen to have a Hong-level eighth-grade palm method, the Cloud Covering Palm. If I lose, this martial arts book will belong to you!"

Chu Shaoyang was in a dilemma and took out a martial arts book: "It's only Hong-level eighth-grade, I don't have such a bad martial arts."

"I only have this Huang-level first-grade boxing book in my hand."

This was given to him by Yuhong, and it is a top-notch martial art below the Huang-level fourth-grade.

It's just that after he practiced Cangjian Jiuming, his sword moves changed in thousands of ways, and he rarely used boxing, so he didn't practice it.

Even if he took it out as a bet, it was just a pretense.

Because he will win!

"A first-grade wild-level boxing technique?"

Yang Tianqing was stunned.

He had just entered the upper house, and the eighth-grade Hong-level was the highest-level martial arts he could get, and there was no higher.

How could he let the people of the Four Winds Academy look down on him if he lost the battle?

Amid the sighs of the disciples of the Four Winds Academy, he turned his head and looked at a young man with his eyes closed beside him.

"Senior Zhou, I'll lend you the first-grade wild-level martial arts!"

"I'll return it to you after I win!"

Senior Zhou still closed his eyes and said lightly: "No."

Yang Tianqing was slightly annoyed: "Senior, victory or defeat is related to the face of the two academies, why don't you lend it?"

Senior Zhou was still indifferent: "It's not that I don't want to lend it, but I can't lend it."

"Because you can't beat him."

I don't know why Yang Tianqing was stunned, and other students were also stunned.

"Who is this person? Why do you say Yang Tianqing can't beat this kid?"

"You haven't even heard of him?"

"There is a blind genius in Siming College who is insightful. His name is Zhou Yi. He practices the fifth-grade wild-level skill Lingxin Xianjue, which can sense the breath of all things with his immortal heart. There is no one among his peers that he can't see through!"

Chu Shaoyang cast a curious look.

This person's immortal power is very strong, at least the seventh level of the reincarnation realm, and he has awakened his soul.

Presumably, Lingxin Xianjue is a skill to enhance the power of the soul, so his perception ability is so strong.

"I don't believe it!"

Yang Tianqing said angrily: "I am about the same age as him, but my realm is far superior to his. Why can't I beat him?"

"If you don't want to borrow it, forget it. I'll ask someone else to borrow it!"

He asked other students for help, but Zhou Yi asked, how dare others lend it to him?

After borrowing for a long time, he didn't borrow a hair!

Yang Tianqing's face turned red with anger, and he shouted: "You deliberately raised the stakes just to make me give up, so as to hide your identity as a loser!"

"Do you dare not raise the stakes?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "That's not negotiable."

He simply ignored Yang Tianqing and turned away.

The students of Sifeng Academy were all laughing at him, and he was so angry that he clenched his fists.

If I don't teach him a lesson today, how can I have the face to go back?

Yang Tianqing suddenly urged his immortal power, and the phantoms of six ancient cities appeared, and he punched out!

A sneak attack!

The students were all shocked.

"Be careful!"

Chu Shaoyang continued to move forward as if he didn't hear it.

The fist was getting closer and closer, and hit him hard in the back!

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and many students subconsciously covered their eyes, fearing that blood would splash on their faces.

The imaginable scream actually came from Yang Tianqing's mouth!

"My hand, my hand is broken!"

Everyone was shocked!

Just because Yang Tianqing's punch hit Chu Shaoyang, not only did it not hurt Chu Shaoyang at all, but it broke his own hand!

"Should!"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "I want to be a soft persimmon, but I can't even tell who is a soft persimmon."

"I don't bother to spar with you because you are too weak, not because I am afraid of you!"

Without taking another look at Yang Tianqing, he took Li Ruoyun's hand and walked into the attic.

Yang Tianqing kept wailing, and was soon carried away by the students of Siming College, where he was given elixir to heal his injuries.

Zhou Yi turned to look at the attic and saw Chu Shaoyang taking out a token.

Identity token?

He was stunned for a moment and said to himself: "Only the dean or the elder can have the token."

"No wonder he is so strong, it turns out he still has this identity!"

At this time, students from Siming College asked what happened.

Yang Tianqing looked frightened and said, "I just punched as usual. I hit him clearly, but it seemed like I hit an immortal weapon!"

"No, it seems to be harder than ordinary immortal weapons. It directly shattered my hand bones!"

hiss--

Everyone took a deep breath.

"I heard that there is a kind of person who specializes in physical training and makes his body as hard as an immortal weapon. His physical body alone can withstand the slashes of the immortal weapon."

"Yes, I have also heard that this kind of person is called the God of Fighting!"

"Senior Yang's punch is as powerful as a first-grade immortal weapon, but it can't hurt him at all. Could it be that he is a second-level fighting god?"

Everyone was shocked again!

Fighting Gods are extremely rare, not only because of the difficulty of training, but also because few people can withstand the pain of physical tearing.

Chu Shaoyang is obviously about the same age as Yang Tianqing, but with such a powerful body, he must have eaten a lot of bones.

Everyone admires the God of Fighting, but they don’t dare to become the God of Fighting. This shows how painful it will be during cultivation!