Chapter 167 Please Stop Hitting

The giant battle dojo in the inner courtyard of Bailing Empire Academy is an extremely wide circular battle field made of special white bricks. It is said that the special white brick can even withstand Tianyuan-level attacks, so it can become a dedicated combat dojo for students.

Today, two hundred students gathered here.

They are the students of Class Ten and Class Four respectively.

They are all students who came to participate in the actual combat survival class, and they also have the same mentor, that is the gold-clothed instructor Anmu! !

A puppet with a small body, painted with colorful totems all over its body, and made of unknown metal material, is wearing a golden coat, sitting cross-legged in the center of the battle dojo, smiling at An Bulang and others.

An Bulang got goosebumps all over from the child's laughter.

Xiao Ye, a student who performed exceptionally "excellent" in the assessment, was not spared either. He couldn't help hugging himself, and muttered to himself, "What's going on? Why do I always feel chills all over my body? Why do I always feel cold?" Feel like the teacher is staring at me?"

An Bulang glanced at the uninformed person with some sympathy.

"Brother Lang, do you know something?" Jin Yuexi secretly sent a voice transmission to An Bulang.

"Ah? What do you know?" An Bulang asked with a confused face.

Jin Yuexi looked at the young man beside her, and then at the child puppet who kept smiling at her, always felt that something was wrong, as if she had overlooked something.

"Hello students, after freshmen, let me introduce myself first... I am Anmu, the instructor of actual combat survival..." The puppet child began to speak in a baby voice without emotion.

"To survive in actual combat, the important thing is not to fight, but to survive." As Anmu said, he turned his attention to two of the two hundred students, and said, "The battle will not be smooth sailing, and you will often encounter people who are stronger than yourself." The existence of existence... When facing an existence stronger than ourselves, how to hold on, how to hold on until the turning point appears, is also a skill we must learn..."

"Next, I invite two very representative students to come up to fight and let them demonstrate how to support in front of opponents stronger than themselves..."

"An Bulang, Wang Qingzhu, come up and show everyone."

The words of Instructor Dark Wood immediately caused the students on the field to let out a burst of low cries.

An Bulang is the most dazzling and hottest existence among the freshmen. As for Wang Qingzhu, he is not bad, he is the top talent of the Wang family, and he was also the number one freshman ten years ago!

A handsome young man in a Taoist robe embellished with bamboo leaves strode towards the crowd, walked to the center of the fighting dojo, bowed to the dark wood instructor, and then looked at An Bulang.

An Bulang bit the bullet and walked out.

Ma Dan, you started targeting me so soon?

Without any moderation?

Although An Bulang also started to go to the dojo, the students all discovered An Bulang's hesitation.

The students all thought that it was An Bulang who was a little scared.

"Isn't this freshman No. 1 awesome, why is he cowardly at this time?"

"Nonsense, no matter what you say, Wang Qingzhu was also the number one freshman ten years ago, and his realm is much higher than An Bulang. No matter how crazy An Bulang is, in the end, he is only a monk at the sixth level of Naling. Facing the pressure of Wang Qingzhu Can it be too big..."

"The main reason is that I was too crazy a few days ago. If I was beaten violently today, I will lose face, right?"

The students had already started discussing privately, but Anmu showed a kind smile.

"Wang Qingzhu is the leader of the fourth class, and his cultivation is at the ninth level of Naling. An Bulang is the most famous freshman since the establishment of the inner courtyard. His cultivation level is also not bad, and he is a genius at the sixth level of Naling! You are just right as opponents." Appropriate, I can show everyone how to resist and delay time when facing an opponent stronger than myself!"

"The test time is ten minutes. If the opponent can last for ten minutes, then it will be judged as the winner!"

Wang Qingzhu glanced at Tutor Anmu, and saw a smile in the other's eyes.

Ten minutes... Enough to teach An Bulang a lesson!

An Bulang must be beaten to the point where he doesn't even recognize his mother! !

"Senior An Bulang, please enlighten me!" Wang Qingzhu took out a bamboo from the ring.

This is not an ordinary bamboo, but a mortal magic weapon, green jade bamboo, which can easily smash steel!

He is a member of Wangmeng, so he naturally received orders from Baili, he must give this ignorant and thick guy an unforgettable lesson, beat him hard, beat him until his true colors are revealed, kneel down and beg for mercy, make a fool of himself, Then An Bulang would have no face to continue going crazy in the inner courtyard!

An Bulang thought for a while, and then took out a mortal magic weapon from the ring, the bleeding mace.

The mace is extremely thick, and its body is covered with long scarlet spikes, as if dripping with blood.

This horrible appearance made all the students gasp, will it hurt if you accidentally get hit?

Even Wang Qingzhu couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth when he saw this thing.

However, he soon regained his composure. It was just a scary looking thing with nothing but superficiality. He could easily dodge it with his agility, and then dunk An Bulang's head with green jade bamboo!

An Bulang held the mace and saluted slightly: "Senior Wang Qingzhu, please enlighten me!"

Standing in the crowd of classmates, Jiang Muqing looked at the two people who were about to start, and said worriedly: "Yinyin...An Bulang will be fine, right? I heard that Wang Qingzhu is from Wang Meng, will he be killed? Wang Qingzhu violently beat him?"

Ji Yinyin shook her head and said, "What I'm worried about now is that the mace is too cruel, that senior can't bear it..."

Jiang Muqing: "???"

At this moment, Wang Qingzhu had already taken the initiative to rush towards An Bulang, Na Ling's peak cultivation base exploded, and bursts of blue light lingered around his body at an extremely fast speed!

At this time, Anmu commented from the side.

"An Bulang faced someone stronger than himself. If he used defensive weapons, he might be able to hold on for a while, but he used a mace! He was at a disadvantage but still wanted to attack, he would only die faster ..."

"Everyone, don't imitate him. If this continues, the end will be very miserable!"

Apparently, Dark Wood had taught students An Bulang as a negative example.

Wang Qingzhu laughed loudly, and the green jade bamboo in his hand burst out with bright green lights, rushed to An Bulang's side, pulled out a fierce arc, and swept towards the young man's waist!

boom! !

There was a violent collision.

Wang Qingzhu felt a huge shock force coming from his arm.

He fixed his eyes and found that the mace had blocked Qing Yuzhu's front at some point.

The two magic weapons collided and burst out bursts of divine light.

Actually blocked it?

Suddenly there was a green kite singing.

A circular formation appeared on Wang Qingzhu's feet, and his figure jumped again!

"It has appeared, Wang Qingzhu's top-level movement technique, Qingyuan Feilingstep!"

"At the beginning, he relied on this amazing move to hold back three students who were at the peak of Na Ling in the alliance competition..." A female senior from Class 4 exclaimed, her eyes were still a little hot worship.

Wang Qingzhu understands the principle that a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength, not to mention that An Bulang is not a rabbit, but a wolf! So he used his best fighting skills from the very beginning.

"In Naling Realm, no one can keep up with my Qingyuan Feilingstep!"

Wang Qingzhu moved quickly around An Bulang, pulling out afterimages.

An Bulang didn't look at Wang Qingzhu, or he didn't know where Wang Qingzhu was at all, he just waved his mace foolishly there!

"Hmph, you are worthy of yelling at Wang Meng?"

"Remember this pain!"

Wang Qingzhu sneered, caught a big flaw in An Bulang's swing of the mace, and rushed behind An Bulang, Qing Yuzhu roared down mercilessly, hitting the boy's back!

If this trick is carried out, even if the opponent is physically strong, his spine will be crushed!

However, what Wang Qingzhu didn't expect was that the mutation appeared at this moment.

The mace that An Bulang swept forward seemed to be too heavy, and he turned his body around in a circle. The mace made a 360-degree rotation, and the speed seemed to be a little faster than that of jade bamboo.

Then, under Wang Qingzhu's horrified gaze...

Boom! ! !

The mace hit Wang Qingzhu's waist, and the scarlet spikes pierced into Wang Qingzhu's old waist...

"Ahhhhhh...!"

The man screamed and rolled to the ground, blood spattering all over the ground.

Only then did An Bulang stop waving the mace, and at the same time looked surprised at Wang Qingzhu who was hit by the mace inexplicably: "Senior Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Qingzhu climbed up from the ground clutching his bloody old waist, his expression was full of unwillingness and anger: "Impossible...you are definitely lucky..."

An Bulang looked at his blood-stained mace: "I didn't say it was based on strength."

Wang Qingzhu: "..., look at the trick!"

Wang Qingzhu stepped on his footsteps, and rushed towards An Bulang again: "The dog-beating stick method, there is no dog in the world!"

The green jade bamboo in Wang Qingzhu's hand suddenly burst into green light, and a strong wind pressure erupted. The slender bamboo suddenly seemed to become thousands of roots, and fell towards An Bulang from different directions at the same time!

An Bulang was so frightened that he immediately danced wildly with a mace in his hand.

Anmu couldn't help but speak again: "When dealing with a strong enemy, the most taboo thing is chaos, which will make it easier for the enemy to catch the opening. You must not panic like An Bulang, be calm..."

Also at this time, for some reason, he waved the mace in a disorderly manner, and passed through the shadows of Wang Qingzhu's bamboos. When the bamboo was only an inch away from An Bulang's forehead, the mace was thicker and longer. The advantage directly hit Wang Qingzhu's face...

Boom! ! !

"puff!!"

Wang Qingzhu was hit hard and suddenly flew upside down.

The senior who fell to the ground was covered in blood...

"Hiss..." The students gasped.

The corner of Darkwood Instructor's mouth twitched wildly.

"Ahhhhh..." Wang Qingzhu got up again angrily, and rushed towards An Bulang.

An Bulang continued to dance with the mace...

Boom! ! !

Wang Qingzhu was hit in the ass again by the mace full of flaws.

The chrysanthemums are broken...the ground is covered with wounds, and the green bamboo's smile has turned yellow...

"No... I don't believe it... I don't accept it..." Wang Qingzhu gritted his teeth, looked at the ferocious blood-stained mace, climbed up from the ground again, and rushed towards An Bulang.

The students in Class 4 couldn't bear it anymore.

Some senior sisters have already cried: "You guys stop beating..."

"Please don't fight anymore..."

All the students also shouted for Wang Qingzhu to calm down.

"Senior Wang, don't attack anymore..."

"If you continue to attack like this, you will die... woo woo woo..."