"I..." He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he spewed out a blood arrow, his whole body softened and fainted.

The surroundings were as quiet as death.

That is Nie Yan, who is famous for his infinite power!

You should know that before that, few of the first-grade students were able to catch him with a random blow, but today, Nie Yan was defeated in his strongest field-

His full-strength attack was blown away by Ye Qingyu's random attack holding the gun with one hand, shattering his sword, shaking his arm, hurting his internal organs, vomiting blood and fainting!

Quan Yalin, who was shocked and angry, looked at this scene as if he was slapped hard on his face again, trembling in anger, but he was helpless!

He suddenly felt that he had made a stupid decision today.

The noble young students around him were extremely angry, but they were scared to their faces pale. That kind of power was not only incomparable to them, but also inconceivable!

Why can such invincible people appear among poor families?

Many people can't figure it out.

In this silence, Ye Qingyu jumped off the ring and walked towards the third ring.

He had no expression on his face, held the spear in one hand, dragging it backwards, and the heavy gun blade rubbed against the stone floor, making a terrifying sound, and a string of dazzling sparks!

"This... he can't continue, otherwise..." Quan Yalin yelled. If Ye Qingyu really broke through the aristocratic students' ring today, there would be no odor. From then on, the entire first-grade aristocratic group would not be able to raise their heads in front of this person.

"Go and ask for advice!"

"After breaking the ring, you will be the champion. You can't challenge him anymore... He... He is breaking the rules!"

"Too arrogant, lawless!"

The noble students shouted in panic.

At this time, Ye Qingyu had already jumped onto the third arena. The one guarding the arena was a young man in white robe. He looked very elf. He held two swords in his hand and looked at Ye Qingyu and said, "Hehe, poor fish are arrogant and do not understand the rules. Isn't it just that they rely on their strength... If you have the ability, we will compete in sword skills!"

Ye Qingyu: "Haha!"

The next moment.

The fist wind surging, like a surging tsunami, drowning the self-righteous noble boy!

Under the ring.

"Another... defeated?"

"Tong Wei, who is known as the strongest swordsmanship, has also failed!"

"Ye Qingyu's power is really terrifying. He uses his strength to break the cleverness. No matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it cannot support it in the face of the terrifying force as if it were a mountain torrent…"

"This damn barbarian!"

"The Demon King of the World!"

The students were talking.

The noble students were all indignant but helpless, while the poor children were overjoyed. Although they had no social relationship with Ye Qingyu these days, today's behavior of beating the noble students' group of faces makes them feel very happy!

"Where is the teaching? Why hasn't anyone come out to stop that clumsy..."

"This is disrupting the order of the ring game, why no one is in charge?"

"What is that fish going to do? Will he make the list of ten people of Wang Yan's radical a joke?"

Quan Yalin and others were like frightened rabbits, shouting loudly.

The people sent to seek help have not returned yet, and the teachers who were responsible for maintaining order were just standing around the ring. For some reason, they did not stop Ye Qingyu's behavior.

...

far away.

In the void.

The invisible power isolated the perception of all students, so they could not see it. Above the central martial arts field, five figures stood tall, watching everything happening below with interest!

"What a nonsense, this little guy..."

The old man in a white robe shook his head laughing and crying. He looked like he was hundreds of years old, with a childish face, white hair and long white eyebrows, and even hung down to his shoulders!

"Director, can you just let him make such a fool of himself?" A middle-aged man in black and a national face said with a expressionless face.

"Haha, let Xiaoyan take care of the first grade matters by herself." The old man smiled and shook his head, and the white fluorescent light flashed slightly, disappearing from the spot.

The middle-aged man in black with a national font face thoughtfully and nodded.

The next moment, he disappeared.

In the void, the first-grade radical Wang Yan, the chief teacher Kong Kong Kong and the kuiwu teacher Wen Wan were left.

"Suddenly, this little bastard works very much like my style back then." Wen Wan smiled proudly and said, "I am worthy of being the apprentice I taught."

"The little bastard really learned the domineering of [Overlord] to the fullest." Kong Kong also smiled proudly: "I just said that the statue of the killing Shura martial arts mind is ignited. How could this kid really endure it? Haha, it is indeed a slight personality, I like it."

The radical Wang Yan rubbed her temples helplessly and said, "You two narcissistic men have been hiding their names for many years, but they still don't change them. I can't stand you anymore... You chat first, I'll leave!"

"Ah? You're leaving now? What should I do about what happened today?" Wen Wan said.

Wang Yan took a look at the scene of making noise below and said, "What else can I do? Let the little bastard go with that little bastard, he can make any trouble if he wants."

The teacher Kong Kong Kong covered the black line on his forehead with a failed expression and said, "After talking for a long time, it turns out that you are the one who dotes on this little bastard the most."

"That's right, aren't you afraid of spoiling him?" Wen Wan looked righteous.

Wang Yan glared at the two of them and said, "Don't pretend for me. If I really want to deal with this little bastard now, the first one to jump out to maintain it must be you two, right?"

Kong Kong and Wen Wan looked at each other and smiled.

Wang Yan sighed and said, "The tempering that this child has experienced is not imagined by ordinary peers. He has a perfect mind and arbitrary opinion on his work. He seems to be making a fuss, and he has other intentions. Moreover, over the years, the college has been of varying quality. When the old dean was in power, he wanted to stop the dispute between Hangui and nobles. It is also a good thing to use this child's hand to suppress the increasingly arrogant and domineering aristocratic students. In addition, the people on the list of ten people should also be hit and setback, so that they can truly grow up."

"Just like this, the little bastard's strength is revealed. I'm afraid that Liu Yuanchang, who is the chief clerk's mansion, will have bad intentions again." Wen Wan said seriously.

"Leave this matter to Lantian. In Luming County, even if the city lord's mansion wants to move Lantian, it must be carefully considered. After all, that madman is that person's disciple!" Wang Yan said with a smile.

...

While speaking, Ye Qingyu had already picked seven stages in a row.

On these seven arenas, the defenders are all noble students, especially the No. 10th arena. It was originally a poor family member Li Da, but was later defeated by the noble students in a wheel battle. The new champion is arrogant and is an aristocratic student, who was also swept by Ye Qingyu.

As he walked over, Ye Qingyu completely crushed.

Almost no one could resist his shot.

The power that Ye Qingyu burst out completely shocked the cognition of all students.

The teachers who maintained order that Quan Yalin and others were looking forward to never appear.

The college seemed to not know about this matter and did not do anything.

And now, Ye Qingyu stood in front of the last three arenas.

Qin Wushuang, Yan Xingtian and Song Qingluo stood on the arena.

Since the start of the ring match, no one has challenged Qin Wushuang.

Because whether it is Ruxue's assessment or this monthly exam, Qin Wushuang's strength is overwhelming, like a towering sacred mountain, it makes everyone unable to penetrate it.

This kind of prestige was not established overnight.

Qin Wushuang is recognized as the first-year master of this year. He is impeccable in terms of strength, talent, status and background. No one dares to challenge Qin Wushuang's prestige.

No student dared to face Qin Wushuang directly.

No matter it is a rebellious nobleman like Xiahou Wu, Liu Lei, or the indignant poor family members such as Yan Xingtian, they dare not.

Qin Wushuang, standing high on the ring No. 1, looked down at the students around him and Ye Qingyu, just like a king looking down at his subjects. Even if Ye Qingyu broke through the seven rings, it would not cause any change in his expression on his face.

Yan Xingtian accepted the challenge of forty-five people.

He was slightly injured, but he was still standing on the ring like a rock. Even Quan Yalin, who had arranged a cleaning plan, did not expect that this poor child was so tenacious and tenacious, and he persisted until now.

He looked solemn and had a serious expression. He looked at Ye Qingyu without saying anything.

From Yan Xingtian's expression, no one could see his emotions at this time. He was neither excited to see Ye Qingyu crushing the noble geniuses, nor was he angry as a first-grade second-ranked figure who was stolen by Ye Qingyu's outbreak.

He just stood quietly.

No one knows what Yan Xingtian is thinking.

It seems that no one can see Yan Xingtian's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Song Qingluo's expression was a little uneasy. Ye Qingyu's explosion shocked her. In addition to being shocked, she felt her weakness. If Ye Qingyu's next target chose her, there was no doubt that she would not feel that she would guard the arena.

Ye Qingyu walked towards the next arena with a smile.

The crowd was boiling.

"Who will it be? Who will it be? Who will Ye Qingyu choose next?"

"It should be Song Qingluo? After all, she is also one of the wealthy students..."

"Look, I'm indeed heading towards Song Qingluo's arena!"
Chapter completed!