Fighting... cannot be called combat at all.

But torture.

Yuan Wusha's bombardment fell in front of the Lei brothers, which showed a trend of destruction.

This unkempt and unkempt King Wusha looked a little crazy, and his unruly and rough face revealed his obsession with violence.

He is enjoying, enjoying the joy of the collision of flesh and blood.

It was vague to say that he was beaten by ten children.

The Lei brothers retreated step by step, their bodies were covered in black, red and swollen. The fourth level of the spiritual realm, who was proud, was like a chick who had just opened his eyes.

"Newbie!" Yuan Wusha suddenly roared, "I have recently studied a self-created spiritual skill, and I will use you two to start the surgery!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers and mentors all looked shocked and surrounded them and ran to the rear to look far away.

Chen Zhong was still amazed at Yuan Wusha's rampant fighting style. He recovered from his senses and was empty.

What's going on???

"Senior brother! Come here quickly!" behind the bookshelf twenty meters away, several kind and beautiful senior sisters shouted.

Chen Zhong looked at the thunder and electromagnetic field suddenly rising from the martial arts field below and the tables and chairs that were blown away by the wave of spiritual power, and finally understood what they meant.

Chen Zhong turned around and galloped, and the divine escape was opened.

Self-created spiritual skills?

You create your own yarn in a small world!

If you want to create a risk-free and stable spiritual skill, you must at least have the Soul Tempering Realm. If you don’t have a strong soul foundation to stabilize the balance, the spiritual skills you create without authorization are mostly unstable bombs, and one thousand damages the enemy and one thousand damages themselves!

For example, now.

"Thunderous!"

Yuan Wusha's roar resounded for thousands of meters in the radius, and the teachers and students in the distance couldn't help but tremble all over.

Which lucky one is going to suffer?

At the entrance of the library, Old Bai helplessly stroked a few beards and said, "Is this kid's real target? I am using me as a target for practice?"

After saying that, he paused and disappeared directly into the maza, while illusory afterimages gradually disappeared appeared in the air.

Lei Lifeng and Lei Liyun had long been scared. At this moment, they were all wondering whether Yuan Wusha was a killer sent by the hostile family.

Damn, Yuan Wusha said how could he show mercy? Damn it! It is hard to say whether there are all corpses in this wave.

The inflated thunder-type spiritual power oozed out from Yuan Wusha's body, and his whole body changed from thinner to inflatable fat man. The thunder light curtain condensed into a solid shattered all the tables and chairs he encountered, and the martial arts field under his feet began to collapse, and huge cracks spread.

Chen Zhong was also stupid. This was simply life-threatening. If Yuan Wusha was not careful, he would die without a place to bury himself.

Develop your own spiritual skills?

Chen Zhong really doesn’t agree with his steady personality!

"You are just here and you don't know. Senior sister tells you that when you meet Yuan Wusha, stay away from you. In addition to the title of Wusha Spirit King, he also has another title... Crazy Thunder King!" The beautiful senior sister A reminded.

The beautiful senior B agreed, "If you calculate based on your own strength, Yuan Wusha is not ranked fourth in the Monster List, and at most sixth in the Monster List, but he just made it with his lifeless self-created spiritual skills. You must know that all seniors on the Monster List are seniors, and he is only a junior!"

Senior A suddenly said in surprise, "Isn't that in another year, after graduating from senior year, Yuan Wusha will firmly be at the top of the list?"

"He's a ruthless man!" Chen Zhong exclaimed, "I can't learn so high-profile and reckless after all."

We are not a member of the same generation, so it is best not to have any intersection in the future!

One new high-risk person in the small notebook has been added.

As the library's most precious scroll area was about to be swept by a thunderstorm, a soft light curtain lit up, isolating the violent spiritual power.

"Fourth-grade light curtain array?" Chen Zhong discovered this familiar spiritual array at a glance. After all, there was a real fifth-grade light curtain array at home.

However, the Lei brothers on the field were not protected by the spiritual array, and their shirts were burned to ashes by thunder and fire on the spot. At the critical moment, Old Bai's figure appeared.

"Baby!"

"Forcing me to take action again!"

"Don't you have three people on your head? Why don't you go to them for experiments!"

Old Bai's tone was mixed with helplessness, feeling the manic thunder-type spiritual power, and was a little surprised. Has this kid's self-created spiritual skills reached this level?

Yuan Wusha smiled, "The three of them were bothered by me and refused to fight me. The junior brothers and sisters couldn't stand my playing tricks, so they had to let you come out and play with me."

"Okay, I will make you unforgettable today!" Old Bai stood up and rushed towards Yuan Wusha, "Go and fight outside!"

The two went outdoors.

In just one moment, Yuan Wusha was like a little chick, caught in his hand and threw it into the air.

"Exciting!" Yuan Wusha changed his body and shouted, and he was about to use a thunder technique that fell from the sky.

Old Bai ignored it, his energy sinks into his dantian, and walks with his palms, pushing upwards.

boom--

The strength of the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm emerged from the body, and the overwhelming blue spiritual power gathered in waves, knocking Yuan Wusha who had not yet landed, pushed away, and landed in the woods a thousand meters away.

“Ahhhhhh…”

"Old Bai, I will not give up--" Yuan Wusha's screams were echoing in the entire campus.

Chen Zhong, who was watching, opened his mouth slightly. Is this the strength of the Soul Tempering Realm?

Already... transcends mortals.

My heart was beating wildly, full of yearning. In fact, Chen Zhong wanted to become stronger than most people.

Revenge and protect yourself!

Although his parents are not the parents of the soul, their blood is thicker than water after all. Chen Zhong is just not good at expressing it, which does not mean that he does not care about this matter in his heart.

Besides, he doesn't think those people will let him go.

Cultivate! Cultivate! Cultivate!

...

In this way, Chen Zhong began a three-point and one-line life.

Dormitory, classroom, practice tower.

Song Chu sent an observation report every day. Strangely, Huo Shan was completely abnormal and did not cause any trouble for Chen Zhong.

The more calm Chen Zhong is, the more cautious he is.

Huoshan is dozens of times more difficult than the beginning of the Song Dynasty!

During this period, Huo Shan's strength has been investigated clearly. He is a junior student with a level 1 of the Blood Flood Realm of cultivation. He has just passed the assessment of the third-grade spiritual formation master recently.

It's a bit difficult and requires all your efforts.

...

Through repeated drills, the Lei Jue Formation can be fully mastered and exerted ten percent of its power. It is easy to kill the early stage of the Blood Cyclone Realm, and it is easy to trap the middle and late stages of the Blood Cyclone Realm.

Note that it is a "pit" kill, not a forced kill.

After all, the Blood surging Realm is the Blood surging Realm. It is difficult to kill more than level. Zhang Ming is because he is in the dark and has been carefully planned for a long time before he can succeed.

Moreover, Zhang Ming was only promoted to the Blood surging Realm in his forties, and he could imagine how poor his strength was.

Another thing made Chen Zhong happy - his strength was still the ninth level of the spiritual body realm!

The foundation of the magic skill library has not yet ended. The longer the consolidation time, the more solid the roots are, and the smoother the future path.

Anyway, the spiritual power in the body is getting stronger and purer day by day, and the damage caused by equal amounts of spiritual power is gradually increasing.

Time passes, and the sense of urgency grows rapidly in freshman year.

The freshman trial competition is imminent.

All the students in Class 8 were practicing quickly, and even Wang Taiping learned "Flame Explosion" and made significant progress.

Thirty days later, early morning.

Chen Zhong got up as usual to exercise, wash, and feed the cats.

The pure music war song was played at 8 o'clock on time on campus, calling on all freshmen and students to gather at the central playground, and allowing the old students to watch the battle in the stands.

"Are you the four newcomer kings?" Chen Zhong looked at the handsome guy in school uniform in the mirror, "This kind of thing will never be my life!"
Chapter completed!