"Activate the gravity array." Geng Zhuangyu said it, and the punishment began immediately.
Several teachers cooperated directly and took out the formation stones that had been prepared long ago, scattered them around, and landed on the four corners of the Class C area.
Geng Zhuangyu controlled the formation pestle in his hand and directly lifted into the air.
From the formation pestle as the center, waves of light rose up. In less than an instant, the entire area belonging to Class C was enveloped by the formation.
"I..." Xu Qiuling hadn't reacted yet. She only felt that her legs were weak, and she quickly received spiritual power to stabilize her body.
"Fifty times gravity, start now, around the edge of the formation, fifty laps of top speed, start." The voice was merciless.
"Fifty laps? No big deal." But before he finished speaking, he was already unsteady on his feet, and was suffocated by fifty times his own gravity.
As the formation was gradually completed, the twenty freshmen and twenty geniuses suddenly became weak.
"Get up, hurry up..." Geng Zhuangyu shouted angrily. Someone actually challenged his authority on the first day. Such a trend must not be encouraged. Otherwise, where is the majesty of being the head teacher of Class C? Where is your prestige in the academy?
"Teacher, what about Yang Ning?" Ling Rong was very dissatisfied. Although he didn't collapse when the formation fell just now, he still felt very uncomfortable.
"Him?" The scene from yesterday flashed through Geng Zhuangyu's mind, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. However, he soon realized that he had lost his composure. After all, he should not be too ostentatious in front of the students. His face suddenly changed and he stared at Ling. Rong, scolded sternly: "Take care of yourself."
Geng Zhuangyu was very angry that he actually let this kid see his expression.
"Teacher, I don't accept it."
"That's right, I don't accept it..."
"Not convinced."
"..." For a moment, the nineteen geniuses around him shouted dissatisfied. Yang Ning was late alone, and even in the future, how could he be willing to let so many people be punished.
"Are you not convinced?" Geng Zhuangyu suddenly became interested when he saw that these people still refused to obey his orders. He looked at the people below and said, "Since you are not convinced, let one of you take 10% of my strength. If you can, If you catch it, everything will be easy. If you can't catch it, the punishment will be doubled." Geng Zhuangyu felt happy in his heart.
Although Geng Zhuangyu has long known that the students in this class have outstanding talents and are still weak before they grow up, but since they are seeking death at the moment, Geng Zhuangyu will not let go of such an opportunity.
Fifty times the gravity, running a hundred laps along a range of 250 feet, it is impossible for these freshmen, not to mention many veteran students, to persevere.
Since you are so cooperative, I will naturally do my best... Thinking of this, Geng Zhuangyu felt a burst of joy. He stared at the nineteen geniuses below and said to himself: Accept the ravage, haha...
Following Geng Zhuangyu's words, many students immediately retreated. The mountain-building realm is not the mountain-viewing realm. If the mountain-viewing realm requires twice the spiritual power, then the mountain-building realm will require twice as much spiritual power. , it requires five times the spiritual power. It is conceivable that among these people, the strongest person is at the beginning of the fifth level of the Mountain-Building Realm, while Geng Zhuangyu is a veritable expert at the eighth level of the Mountain-Building Realm. The difference between them is, How can it be dozens of times more?
"What? No one is talking, then just run away." Geng Zhuangyu directly used the power of his mind and poured it into his voice. It was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, knocking on everyone's heart, so that everyone had no time to react and agreed directly. .
Such a strong method can be described as appalling, but it showed itself in Geng Zhuangyu.
"Hurry up, you're still a bit of a cultivator?" Geng Zhuangyu was even dissatisfied, because some of these people have potential that needs to be squeezed. Only in this way can they grow faster and use it. More perfect.
"Fifty times the gravity is the goal for each of you, but remember, it is not the limit for some of you, and we cultivators must continue to break through and challenge our own limits. Only in this way can we continue to surpass and transcend. ..." As the nineteen students started running, Geng Zhuangyu's voice never stopped.
Holding the pestle in his hand, Geng Zhuangyu looked down at the nineteen geniuses without any mercy. Above the pestle, the continuous gravity kept pressing down, maintaining fifty times the gravity.
"Do you want to be stronger? Do you want to become a strong person that everyone is looking for? Right now, keep surpassing yourself, and today's is just an appetizer, feel it..." Geng Zhuangyu's mouth is not without poison, and he keeps Impacting everyone's soul.
At this moment, Yang Ning has forgotten the time. Because of his bold common sense, he has become proficient in the six-path collapse power of the Bengjian. This is a gradual breakthrough, and it is also an inevitable after becoming proficient.
When he got the Collapse Sword, Yang Ning had already practiced this set of sword skills to the four levels of Collapse Power. Although the time was short, Yang Ning's soul was powerful and he quickly digested the results. Finally, in the Sword Intent When he released it, he used his sword intent to break through again.
At this moment, Yang Ning can be said to be very skilled in using the power of six-path collapse. Although it has not yet reached the level of instantaneous use, the results have been impressive.
Yang Ning used Bengjian over and over again, and when he got tired, he would rest directly in the Qingming Ring.
After a lot of hard training, he was finally completely exhausted after one sword blow.
"This body is still a bit inferior after all..." Yang Ning murmured to himself. Although he had already achieved the sword body, he was still just getting started and could not be compared with the real sword body.
Yang Ning used Ling Tian Jue and recovered quickly. Although the spiritual energy in Qing Ming's ring was much thinner, the power of Ling Tian Jue made Yang Ning highly praised by several people who once stood at the top of the continent, which was evident that it was extraordinary.
Soon, Yang Ning came out of the Qingming Ring and came to his room.
The moment Yang Ning left, the magic wheel at the bottom of the abyss raised his eyes to the sky, with a smile on his face.
Yang Ning left the room, noticed the sky outside, and immediately screamed secretly.
Because the sky at this moment is already high in the sky and the sun is scorching...
"Fuck, it's broken..." Yang Ning had mixed feelings in her heart, and she even did not hesitate to use Yao Xinhen's foul language.
Yang Ning hurriedly unfolded it, even using the swallow swing technique, and hurriedly swept towards the back of the living area.
"Senior brother, what's next..." Before he could finish his words, he felt a sudden gust of wind beside him.
"Brother, was it windy just now?"
"Wind?" A strong man saw his hair floating gently from the corner of his eye, and then falling down again. He was suddenly startled and quickly turned his eyes to look in the direction of the wind.
"That's a human being, not the wind." Senior brother explained to his junior brother, but his words were full of horror.
Human speed? And looking at the figure from the back, he must be a student, but isn't such a speed explicitly prohibited by the college?
Amidst bouts of suspicion, the two gradually moved away.
Yang Ning quickly arrived at the square, and saw teachers in each class explaining the knowledge of cultivation to the students. Only in Class C, everyone was sweating profusely, and some even looked pale, obviously they had A lot of overdraft.
The strange thing is that Yang Ning actually felt the smell of the formation in the Class C area.
"Gravity array?" Zhen Lingzhu quickly responded. He saw only nineteen students running in circles around the boundary of Class C area, and felt uneasy in his heart.
"Wuna boy, you are finally here..." Geng Zhuangyu's face was full of smiles. He finally waited for the rightful owner, how could Geng Zhuangyu not be happy.
Since you dare to challenge the rules I set, I will entertain you well, entertain you well...
"Teacher." Yang Ning knew that these people might have been implicated because of his tardiness, and he immediately felt guilty. He apologized to Geng Zhuangyu. After all, it was his own fault. Unexpectedly, he caused disaster to others, and his face was bitter.
"Well, that's good. It's good that you can realize your mistakes. However, nineteen companions were punished because of your tardiness, so your punishment will naturally be indispensable." Geng Zhuangyu was so shrewd that when he saw Yang Ning's apologetic face, he said, The anger in my heart has subsided a lot, but that doesn't mean the punishment can be reduced.
"Are you ready?" Geng Zhuangyu looked at Yang Ning.
"I dare to ask teacher, what kind of punishment is it?" Yang Ning needs to be mentally prepared. After all, he is unreasonable, not to mention that the person above him is a strong man in the eighth level of the Mountain Building Realm.
"Take my slap." Geng Zhuangyu smiled brightly, as if such a punishment was too light.
"A palm?" Yang Ning suddenly felt bitter.
"Don't worry, it's just 10% of the palm power."
10%? That is not bad. Yang Ning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If he hit the palm with all his strength, not to mention his full strength, even ten of his current selves would probably be killed on the spot.
This kind of veteran eighth-level mountain-building expert is not comparable to Liao Tao. The difference is simply worlds apart.
"Are you ready?" Geng Zhuangyu was controlling the formation while examining Yang Ning. He was distracted and showed no signs of panic.
Yang Ning nodded, and there was an extra sword in his hand.
With the killing sword in hand, although all the light was hidden by the bamboo sheath, Yang Ning's temperament had changed.
The unique aura of a swordsman, the pride of a swordsman. Even if he receives a palm due to punishment, the swordsman would rather give up than bend. This is the true meaning of a swordsman.
"Not bad, very good." Geng Zhuangyu didn't expect that Yang Ning's mentality was so strong. Just now, he looked apologetic and immersed in self-blame. In the blink of an eye, he already showed this attitude and sincerely praised him.
Yang Ning has begun to secretly gather momentum. Although Yang Ning doesn't know how strong Geng Zhuangyu's 10% strength is, he can be sure that even if he goes all out, it will probably be insufficient.
"Very good." Geng Zhuangyu was very satisfied with Yang Ning's state. Even in the face of mistakes, he still dared to shake. This kind of mentality already has the mentality of a strong man.
Yang Ning's aura continued to grow.
The realm of mountains beyond mountains.
The realm of extraterrestrials.
The dual realms are fully activated, just to deal with one palm.
Although it is only 10%, Yang Ning is sure that a strong person like Geng Zhuangyu is definitely not a person who can rely on others, and can only do his best.
Geng Zhuangyu controlled the formation pestle with his left hand, and with a random palm of his right hand, he aimed at Yang Ning and slapped it down.
As the palm prints condensed, Yang Ning's expression suddenly changed.
It was very strong, because the formation was affected by fluctuations, especially around the palm prints, which caused sparks from friction.
One palm has already made the surrounding air look like this, Yang Ning is sure. If Geng Zhuangyu's full palm strikes, not to mention ten of himself, even twenty of him will be shattered.
But why is the gap so big? Such thoughts flashed through Yang Ning's mind, and they disappeared in a flash. The immediate emergency was to deal with this palm.
Huhu...
There were more and more flames.
"Boy, this is my Fire Palm. Even a thousand-foot mountain can be leveled by him, but it's only 10% powerful. Enjoy it." After a palm strike, Geng Zhuangyu turned directly below him, seemingly determined. , Yang Ning seemed to be unable to take this palm.
Yang Ning's aura continued to get stronger, because the speed of this palm was very slow, giving Yang Ning enough time to prepare.
Moreover, Geng Zhuangyu seemed to know that Yang Ning's sword skills were average and required a long period of concentration of sword power, and Geng Zhuangyu also wanted to experience such sword skills, so he had the slow palm now.
Yang Ning's eyes were blazing, and the three-foot space around him activated his sword intention.
This is Yang Ning's trust, and it is what Yang Ning has been practicing deliberately since he was reborn and became a swordsman.
Drawing a sword? Yang Ning hesitated...
