"good."
Find wealth in danger!
Qiming didn’t come to the Military Academy to enjoy a happy life!
He wants to become stronger as quickly as possible and have his own place in this troubled world. Worship a good master, this is the fastest way!
Feng Sen was not surprised. After all, he had also heard how this boy had openly killed someone in public just because of a threat yesterday.
Of course, he will not show mercy.
He casually signaled the training ground timer to restart, and Feng Sen slowly threw a recovery pill to Qiming: "Ready."
On the long knife, flames ignited!
Red flames and cross flames kill!
"Good guy, fourth stage martial arts!"
The knowledgeable candidates exclaimed on the spot.
The fourth-stage Yuanwu skills are already at the mid-level level. For Yuanwu warriors like them who have just broken through, they are simply god-like existences!
"It's also a red flame elemental martial skill, the same as that of Qi Ming!"
"Is that why the big boss likes him? But four sections versus one section, isn't this too scary?"
"This is not about recruiting a disciple, this is about wanting him to die!"
Qiming's nerves also tightened in an instant. At that moment, he felt that the energy of the entire training ground was distorted.
Years of survival in the wasteland made Qiming react immediately, and he almost jumped aside to avoid the flaming cross that appeared out of thin air.
The Restoration Pill was thrown into his mouth. He didn't even know what it was and didn't care about it.
Feng Sen's long sword didn't hesitate at all, and he swept it with his backhand.
Red Flame·Tian Scythe!
"This is how the Sky Scythe is used, so that you can use it like a dog's tail."
Qi Ming put one hand on the ground, jumped up with a somersault, and dodged the blade of the Sky Scythe from mid-air. Instead of trying to retreat, he took a detour and approached Feng Sen from behind.
He will never think that the other party will give him a chance to escape. If he wants to persevere, he must close the distance!
Yuanli surged and struck out with his right hand!
After eating a Restoration Pill for a certain period of time, his exhausted Yuan Power has basically been replenished!
Feng Sen didn't move his feet, and he was still facing away from Qi Ming. Suddenly, a circle of flames ignited under his feet, and the burst of air blew Qi Ming away.
Qiming rolled several times like a scarecrow and landed heavily on the edge of the training ground, next to the weapons rack.
"If you haven't learned boxing skills, don't rush into melee combat. Use a knife."
Qiming restrained the surge of energy and blood in his body and strengthened his back when it hit the ground, trying to avoid serious injuries as much as possible.
A wallow stood up from the ground and picked up another long alloy knife from the weapon rack.
Big screen timer, 10 seconds.
Qi Ming's nerves did not dare to relax at all. The two attacks he had just made were both so powerful that he would lose his life if they hit him.
Although the big guy was obviously just releasing moves at will and not really wanting his life, the gulf-like strength gap still made Qiming feel short of breath even when he was standing here.
Although sixth-level Yuan warriors cannot yet fly in the air, they can already attack very far with a single burst.
Even without the mecha, Feng Sen still rushed to Qi Ming in the blink of an eye and struck with the knife in his back.
Qi Ming struggled to dodge left and right, completely relying on his instinct to escape from death over the years to avoid attacks again and again.
Feng Sen swung the sword very casually, as if he had not used any force at all. In fact, his Yuan Power had only been suppressed to a certain level, otherwise Qiming would not have been able to dodge.
"The consciousness is not bad."
Swinging out the knife, he couldn't help but bring in a little more energy, but Qi Ming was unable to stabilize his body for an instant. The energy in his body was thrown into chaos, and he almost jumped out again.
The corner of Feng Sen's raised mouth dropped: "My combat skills are too poor!"
Of course, Qiming didn't have time to refute that it had only been two weeks since he started practicing Yuan Li. He just carefully controlled his breathing, dodged, and glanced at the big screen again.
20 seconds!
has hope!
With unprecedented concentration, Qiming will not relax at all!
Feng Sen seemed to realize that there was not much time left, and he even spent a second or two to pose: "You can't hide."
Chiyan·Tie Tianlie Net!
The same four-level martial arts burst out, and the entire training ground suddenly burst into flames with countless crisscrossing lines of fire!
No matter how fast Qiming is, he can't dodge this skill. At the critical moment, he mobilizes his divine power to strengthen his legs, and Qiming jumps high into the sky.
Feng Sen shook his head in disappointment: "Hiding in mid-air is not a smart choice."
A Yuan warrior cannot stay in the air!
If you jump on it yourself, you will completely lose your focus and become a living target!
Red Flame·Tian Scythe!
It was still a simple Yuanwu skill, but Qiming, who was in mid-air, was unable to dodge.
Moreover, his Sky Scythe is stronger than Hongying's!
Countless people exclaimed, realizing that Qiming was at the end of his rope.
Of course Qi Ming knew his predicament, but he did not hesitate and swung the long knife he had been holding in his hand into the sky.
The same goes for Chi Yan·Tian Scythe!
Towards the sky!
The long knife in his hand shattered again, and the huge impact pushed Qi Ming's body backwards and hit the ground hard!
He escaped Feng Sen's pursuit!
Feng Sen was finally a little excited. This kid was obviously unpolished, but his fighting spirit was frighteningly good.
Qi Qi stepped forward, raised his long sword, and stabbed Qi Ming straight into the heart this time.
Yuanli, who had already been mobilized to the second level, faced Qiming, who had just landed and rolled up. There was no surprise!
Qiming had no time to dodge again!
If you hit the center of your body, you will die!
The two evils faced each other in a matter of seconds. Qi Ming decisively raised his right hand holding the broken knife and hit it with his flesh and blood body.
hiss!
Feng Sen's long knife pierced Qi Ming's arm, and then he stopped him under his control.
"You brat, you don't have your arms anymore!"
No one would use their arm to block a knife!
Qiming's eyes have already fallen on the big screen, and the time on it is frozen at 31 seconds.
With the broken knife retracted, Qi Ming ignored his still bleeding arm and simply performed the martial arts ritual he had just learned.
"teacher!"
Feng Sen's mouth twitched.
This kid!
In 30 seconds, he got through!
Between losing his life and losing his arm, he decisively abandoned the car to save his handsome man. He never thought about giving up this road!
What a cruel person...
Feng Sen couldn't help but glance at the red blood dripping on the ground. Feng Sen reluctantly threw a bottle of medicine to Qiming again: "Go and bandage it first, and then come to the teachers' campus to find me."
The children in Anjie may not have seen blood in eighteen years, but this kid is not squeamish at all.
Ordinary people would instinctively drop the weapon if their arm was scratched, right? He didn't even put down a broken knife.
Qi Ming smiled slightly and said, "Yes!"
However, before bandaging, he had one more thing to do.
Going around to the direction of the Ethics and Discipline Committee, Qiming stood in front of Huang Xiao, the vice-chairman of the Ethics and Discipline Committee.
"I'm sorry that your trick didn't work. What else do you want to say?"
