635 rules

Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone among these disciples think that our Pill Hall practice has no rules?”

"Yes, Senior Brother Chen, you are our senior brother. If this country bumpkin insults you, it is equivalent to insulting our entire Pill Hall. You can't bear it!"

"Yes, we must let him know how serious the consequences of insulting us are, and we must teach him a lesson!"

Many disciples agreed.

Only Liu Hao muttered in a low voice: "He is indeed the strongest genius in our Alchemy Hall 07, and he even has the air of a leader in every move he makes!"

Qin Yang was too lazy to pay attention to such a fool and turned around to leave. This scene made Liu Hao even more angry.

This is humiliation, this is contempt!

At the same time, the martial arts arena was already crowded with people, all of whom were attracted. However, due to their status, it was inconvenient to get close to watch the battle, so they chose to watch from a distance.

At this time, a boy with a pale face and weak breath was hiding in the corner, shivering.

His clothes were a little messy and his lips were dry and cracked, obviously caused by long-term malnutrition.

In his right hand, he held a wooden sign tremblingly. There was a series of numbers written on the wooden sign, which was surprisingly five hundred points.

The boy raised his head and looked at the alchemy apprentices in the crowd. They sat cross-legged and closed their eyes Nurturing Spirit.

Not far from them, there was a group of alchemy apprentices gathered. They were arguing. Many of them were blushing and had thick necks, as if they were about to start a fight.

The boy swallowed and saw the commotion over there, hesitating whether to go over and steal something.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Qin Yang and became excited.

Although Qin Yang's face was covered, the boy could still recognize those big black eyes.

"Why is he here? This bastard!"

The boy's eyes rolled, and he moved quietly, approaching Qin Yang slowly.

He remembered clearly that the last time Qin Yang played elixirs with him, he used his left hand to compete with him.

Now that his right hand was injured, he couldn't hold the alchemy furnace firmly at all, but he was still very determined. As long as he seized the opportunity, he would pull Qin Yang down even if he tried his best!

Qin Yang noticed a gust of breeze blowing, turned around and saw the sneaky boy.

The corners of Qin Yang's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer.

At this time, Liu Hao finally couldn't hold back the murderous intention in his heart.

"Boy, die!" Liu Hao roared, and the hammer in his hand suddenly flew out and hit him hard.

Qin Yang looked strange and couldn't help but sigh.

"I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are only at 623 level!"

Qin Yang waved his arm randomly and punched out. The fist roared out and instantly penetrated the hammer, shattering it to pieces.

The moment the hammer shattered, Liu Hao looked shocked and hurriedly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to protect his body. However, he was still punched away, his chest collapsed, he vomited blood and fell to the ground unconscious.

I couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hiss..." Everyone around him took a breath and looked at Qin Yang, full of fear.

Liu Hao is training in Pill Hall. Although his qualifications are a bit poor and his cultivation talent is average, he wins because he has sufficient resources. He has only joined the sect for a short period of time, but his level has not improved slowly. Especially the method of controlling fire is quite intimidating. force. .

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