Ye Qingyu has come out of seclusion.

This news seemed to have wings and quickly spread throughout the first-year area of ​​Bailu Academy. Until today, many people still find it hard to forget the incident three months ago.

That day, a guy who ranked in the top 50 in the overall list, with two guns, pierced through the genius in the top ten people, smashed six arenas, defeated Qin Wushuang, and broke through the peak of the Fanwu Realm in one fell swoop...

What happened that day sounded like a myth.

Many people still feel extremely shocked when they think of what happened that day, and they feel excited.

And today, the guy who created the myth ended his period of facing the wall and finally came out of seclusion.

Three months have passed, I wonder what this guy has become now?

Will face the wall in ninety days change this strong and arrogant guy?

For a moment, many students from Bailu Academy gathered around the exit passage of Siguyuan, intentionally or unintentionally, and were all looking at something...

Bang!

The black door covered with rune formations was opened.

Countless eyes stared away.

In the sun, the unshaven boy walked out, his long black hair drooped near his thighs, and a gun holster more than one meter long was tied behind his back. He looked much haggard and thinner. In his eyes under his sword eyebrows, the luster that shone freely in the past seemed to have restrained a little.

"It's out!"

"It's Ye Qingyu!"

"It looks a bit down and out!"

"After all, I was imprisoned for three months. I have not had any instruction for more than 90 days, and there are no necessary cultivation resources. I guess, Ye Qingyu's strength has not improved much!"

"Yes, Siguoyuan is not easy to practice!"

"Hey hey hey, look over there, Qin Wushuang's people appeared, Quan Yalin, the leader... I believe that the second stop of the first grade stunning double walls will probably be opened soon!"

The students were talking.

Before they knew it, many people had to admit that Ye Qingyu had become one of the focus of attention. When the students first saw Ye Qingyu coming out of the Siguyuan, they couldn't help but focus their attention on him.

But it's just a look from afar.

The aristocratic group that offended almost the entire academy was a thorn in the eyes of countless people. The more dazzling Ye Qingyu is, the less anyone dared to be friends with him. How much trouble can the incident caused by that incident be so dull after three months?

No one knows.

There are even some students who are eager to try at this moment. In the past three months, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and they are missing a good opportunity to prove themselves. If they can defeat Ye Qingyu, they can not only please the aristocratic group and gain fame, wouldn’t it be a win between fame and fortune?

Among all, there is only one person who is outside—

"Brother Qingyu!!"

The little loli Song Xiaojun jumped and rushed towards Ye Qingyu with cheers.

She had no scruples or any fear. She was completely excited from the heart, like a deer from her old friend, filled with unconcealed happiness and excitement.

"Brother Qingyu, you have finally been released!" The little loli held Ye Qingyu's hand, jumped and jumped, and had fun.

Ye Qingyu touched the little loli's head in a doting way, and was infected by her happiness, and a smile appeared on her face.

When others saw this scene, their mood was a little complicated.

Unlike Ye Qingyu, who has always been "cold", the little loli Song Xiaojun is cute and simple, as crystal clear and cute as a jade doll. She is very enthusiastic to anyone, willing to help others, has no bad intentions, and has made many friends.

Moreover, she is also a candidate who is optimistic about the first-grade radical Wang Yan. She has excellent hidden talents. After more than four months of enrollment, she gradually emerged and her strength has grown rapidly, which has attracted the attention of many groups. She has a very good popularity in the first grade.

But many people know that although Song Xiaojun has many friends, he only has one best friend—

Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu, who had almost no friends among the more than 2,000 people in the first grade.

Many people don’t understand why Ye Qingyu and Song Xiaojun became friends, because these two people are so disagreeable, regardless of their origin, temperament, style of conduct and direction of cultivation. They are completely different ways.

Some people envy Ye Qingyu because he got the most true friendship of Song Xiaojun, the innocent and cute little loli.

Some people also envy Song Xiaojun because she got the most true friendship of Ye Qingyu, the domineering and terrifying demon king of the world.

For Ye Qingyu, Song Xiaojun spent precious credits to exchange for the useless walking rights of Siguoyuan.

For Song Xiaojun, Ye Qingyu was furious and shot through the entire first-grade aristocratic group with two guns, trampling Qin Wushuang, the son of the city lord's mansion, under his feet...

Such a friendship is envied by countless students.

Unfortunately, many people can only envy it, but they will never get it.

In the distance, Song Qingluo also looked at this scene with a little enviousness.

As the only student who has preserved qualifications in the Ten Persons Challenge three months ago, Song Qingluo has become the goddess of countless male students in the first grade with her beautiful and stunning appearance, outstanding martial arts talent and a wealthy family.

She is the object of envy of many people.

But at this time, Song Qingluo really envied her stupid cousin.

A complicated expression flashed in Song Qingluo's beautiful eyes. She finally became serious, as if she had made some decision. Her red lips slightly opened and she called out Song Xiaojun's name...

far away.

Song Xiaojun, who was smiling like a lark, heard Song Qingluo's voice and suddenly became petrified. Her expression suddenly became lonely and she gently let go of the hand holding Ye Qingyu...

Looking back, I saw my cousin's stern and unquestionable look.

"Brother Qingyu, I have something to do, I'll leave first..." The little loli looked at Ye Qingyu with a sorry look, like a little white flower hit by frost.

Ye Qingyu looked at Song Qingluo in the distance, then looked at the wilted little loli, nodded, and said, "Go."

The little loli waved reluctantly and left.

Just saw her reaching the distance and standing timidly in front of her cousin. Song Qingluo took advantage of her face and said a few words, then she pulled the little loli and left without looking back...

Ye Qingyu smiled and said nothing.

He knew why Song Qingluo was anxious to pull Song Xiaojun away.

Compared with the cute and innocent Song Xiaojun, Song Qingluo is obviously more suitable to become the helmsman of the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce in the future. He is careful and decisive in doing things and never drags on the mud. But... Is it really happy to think so much at a young age?

Ye Qingyu ignored the gazes that were casting around him and walked towards the dormitory.

Just took a few steps...

call out!

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, a strong wind blew into my face.

Ye Qingyu raised his hand.

The bright red gold-plated challenge patch is sandwiched between the index finger and the ring finger.

His eyebrows hopped and he looked at the aristocratic students walking out of the crowd.

Quan Yalin walked in front with arrogance and smugness on his face as he pretended to be, and said with a sneer: "Three days later, the No. 1 stage, Wushuang Senior Brother challenged you to decide the outcome."

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything.

Quan Yalin smiled coldly and said, "What? Don't you dare? It seems that you should know that the strength of the Wushuang brother has increased greatly and has had an adventure. He has risen into the air like a dragon. It is not comparable to a lowly untouchable person like you..."

The words have not ended.

call out!

Ye Qingyu's wrist trembled.

The bright red challenge sticker cuts the void like red lightning, rubbing Quan Yalin's forehead and flew over, sniffing into a rockery twenty meters away...

Quan Yalin suddenly stiffened his body, his mouth grew bigger, his sneer frozen on his face, his eyes full of uncontrollable horror.

Cold sweat slid off the forehead.

A breeze blows.

The hair fell down.

The large piece of hair on the left of Quan Yalin fell all over, revealing her white scalp, as if she was shaved off by the sharpest razor, without any damage to the scalp, neatly...

Countless eyes fell on Quan Yalin's head, and then looked at the rockery in the distance.

There is a gap on the rockery.

The paper challenge sticker was the most gentle and weak, as hard as goose feathers, but it was completely immersed in the hard rocks between Ye Qingyu's shaking hands, leaving only a gap like a hair, like a sharp weapon to cut...

At this moment, countless sounds of gasping in the air sounded.

Ye Qingyu's move instantly scared countless people's courage.

Especially those students who thought they had made breakthroughs in the past three months and were unable to practice in the complete system in the Siguo Academy and wanted to find an opportunity to treat Ye Qingyu as a stepping stone. At this moment, their ambitions were like a flame poured with cold water. Before it could be burned, they were completely extinguished!

Whether it is the exquisite control developed by cutting off Quan Yalin's head or the terrifying power displayed by paper-filled hard rocks, it is not something that ordinary Lingquan realm warriors can possess.

How much has Ye Qingyu's strength increased in these three months?

Many people were frightened at this moment.

Ye Qingyu glanced at everyone around him.
To be continued...