His breath was on Sun Hailong's neck, and his hair stood on end for a moment, because he didn't realize how Qi Chen got behind him.

Only now did he understand that the so-called advantage just now was just that the other party had stopped. Even in the third realm of consecration, this person was far superior to them.

However, this situation did not make him admit defeat, but instead aroused the cruelty in his heart, as if the other party was a monster.

His elbow joint was pushed back hard, and the wind force on it was like two sharp knives, going straight to Qi Chen's chest.

He has given up all defenses and this time plans to die with the opponent.

But there was no piercing feeling, because the force was too strong and there was no point of focus. Sun Hailong's arms made a crisp sound and the muscles were torn.

"Be careful ahead!" Chang Yi reminded flatly.

In fact, without the other party's reminder, Sun Hailong also saw Qi Chen's figure.

The other two people could not attack at all from this angle, unless Sun Hailong was also included in the attack range.

At this time, Sun Hailong's elbows were still pointing back, and the front door was wide open, exposing his entire body to Qi Chen without any defense.

Qi Chen didn't know when a sword appeared in his hand. He took action with an expressionless face and stabbed directly into the opponent's heart.

Because the rapier was so fast, it was white before it penetrated, and the tip of the sword that emerged from the back was also white.

Then, Qi Chen drew his sword, and the opponent's blood flew in the direction of the sword.

"Foshan Palm!"

A palm seal was pressed in the air. Even at this time, the timing of the remaining two people's actions was very subtle. They were all when Qi Chen had exhausted his old strength and had not yet released his new strength.

This kind of brief moment cannot be judged by those who have experienced the battlefield, let alone grasp it.

However, they don't know that the mental method that Qi Chen cultivates is brought by the holy weapon. There is no so-called holy weapon in the cultivation office. To be more precise, they are not qualified to come into contact with this level.

The high-level mental skills made Qi Chen's aura longer and his power more continuous.

It wasn't that their judgment was wrong, it was just that they had never fought against someone like Qi Chen.

And this tiny mistake was enough to lead to the final failure. Qi Chen swung two swords in the air, and the two people's attacks were directly pierced, and then two sword energy was shot into their hearts.

The severe stinging pain made the two people almost speechless. They knelt on the ground and covered their bleeding chests.

All this seems very slow, but in fact, for ordinary people, it only takes a second or two.

Not to mention ordinary monks, even the ignorant Taoist priests did not react. When they wanted to take action, the three of them had already fallen to the ground.

The scene was deathly silent. Three people were hit at the same time, and they were all in the heart. Thinking of this, everyone trembled, and had a bad feeling that a storm was coming.

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Instructor Qi, you actually killed someone in the maintenance office, don’t you know that no matter how much hatred there is, killing is not allowed in the maintenance office?”

"You can seriously injure them, you can maim them, but once you kill someone, then you have to wait for the judgment of the Judgment Department!" Wuming Taoist said sternly.

For some reason, Qi Chen actually saw the gloating in his eyes.

Qi Chen looked at the long sword in his hand, and then said with a smile: "Who said they were dead? Each of my three swords was one centimeter away from their hearts, and they avoided important blood vessels, so they were indistinguishable.

Didn't Instructor Ming see that they are not dead?"

Sun Hailong originally thought he would die, but except for the severe pain and dizziness caused by excessive bleeding, he did not feel like dying.

What kind of terrifying control is this. In such a fierce duel, he can actually hurt people without killing anyone.

This young man is too powerful.

Before Qi Chen took action, many people were speculating on the opponent's true strength, and many were doubting it.

After all, there was a precedent before. A monk mistakenly took an extremely precious elixir and achieved the status of a master within a few days.

But in addition to the improvement of his cultivation level, the strength of his spiritual energy became terrifying. In terms of true combat effectiveness, that person was not even as good as most monks in the Consecrated Light Realm.

In battle, without absolute crushing, the competition is not just about cultivation, but also the quality in all aspects.

The ignorant Taoist priest's voice stopped suddenly, and he paused on the spot with a complex expression.

"However, after you reminded me, I understand that as long as I don't die, I can do anything." Qi Chen said with a smile.

As if aware of the sense of crisis, Sun Hailong struggled to move his body, but it was still too slow.

His left calf was chopped off with a sword.

"Qi Chen, how dare you?!" Taoist Wuming shouted angrily.

"Wu Ming Taoist, do you want to take action? Then get an application form first. Otherwise, if you take action now, wouldn't it be against the rules?"

"They haven't given up yet." Qi Chen's calm voice sounded like a demon.

Chang Yi and Hong Ren changed their expressions, but before they could say the word "resign," they saw one of their calves leaving their bodies.

The continuous pain was unbearable even for those who had experienced the war. Under the severe pain, the three of them passed out without any accident.

Qi Chen looked at Taoist Wu Ming with a smile: "This should be considered a serious injury, not death. No, we have to find someone from the medical team to come over and take a look. Otherwise, it will be bad if we bleed too much and die."

In fact, the members of the medical team were already on the sidelines. They did not dare to delay. Even a monk would die from such a serious injury.

Zhang Jinzheng and Shi Tianle looked at each other and suppressed the shock in their hearts. At this moment, the students in the self-cultivation hall finally understood the strength of Instructor Qi.

Without using the power of the Grandmaster, he actually suppressed three veteran consecrated three-level experts.

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He beat and almost killed three people.

The ignorant Taoist looked down at Qi Chen. The snapping turtle under his feet was breathing heavily, and a pair of wild beast's eyes seemed to be swallowing Qi Chen.

"I haven't eaten a snapping turtle yet." Qi Chen murmured.

As if feeling the murderous intent, the snapping turtle shrank its head. After all, it had just reached the third level of consecration.

"Okay, okay!" Taoist Wu Ming laughed angrily, suppressing the anger in his heart, "Instructor Qi is really powerful. These three people all came from the battlefield back then, not to mention their combat effectiveness.

How important we are, how can you be so heavy-handed with this contribution alone?"

"I said, don't play the emotional card with me, because I'm not cold. Their achievements back then are not the reason why they can be so tyrannical now."

"If the ignorant Taoist wants to challenge me, he'd better submit a challenge letter first."

"Otherwise...who do you think you are?" Qi Chen said directly.

He finally understood that everyone here seemed to want to pinch his new persimmon. If it was easy to pinch, he would definitely pinch it again and again in the future.

In this case, there is no need to be polite.

As for the trouble later, with Hao Shuai on top, he didn't break the rules, so he wouldn't commit any serious trouble.

The ignorant Taoist left in anger.

Qi Chen acted like a normal person and led a group of students back to class again.

This time, no one questioned him.

Qi Chen said dissatisfied: "I think your worship is in the wrong direction. Even if you are a saint, you will make mistakes. But after you see my strength, you simply think that what I say is right."

"All saints make mistakes, let alone me. Now I will give you a chance to question."

There was silence below.

After a long time, Shi Tianle weakly raised his hand: "Instructor Qi, regarding the Taoist talismans you just mentioned, I have read the book before, and it seems to be different from what you said."

"That's because the book is wrong." Qi Chen said directly, "I asked you to ask questions because I asked you to think about them before asking them. Ask some quality questions so that you can avoid reading those messy textbooks in the future."

"Shi Tianle, your lunch today will be halved."

"Why!!"

Shi Tianle cried with tears. Didn't he agree to question it? Didn't he agree that this is a democratic classroom? How could he bully people like this?

After the class was over, Qi Chen stopped talking to them and slowly walked out of the classroom, muttering in a voice that no one could hear.

"What does it have to do with me if a saint makes mistakes? I'm not a saint. It seems that my majesty is not enough."

He walked towards Hao Shuai's office. What happened today was not over yet.

Author's note: Good night, family~ sleepy.
Chapter completed!