This punch hit Tang Jie's face, and Yang Yuhao knew it was not good.
Oops!
It was not accidental that he turned up today, but a few days later, and everyone discussed a good result.
Let him come out just to further anger Tang Jie.
Either he would endure his own ridicule as much as he wanted, or he would deduct his points with his hands, so that only a few times would make Tang Jie unbearable to get rid of him.
Unexpectedly, Tang Jie was unmoved, instead irritating himself easily, he himself lost his reason for a while and took action first.
Those students who are responsible for monitoring don't care about this, and whoever dares to do it will deduct points.
At this moment, the screaming sounded, and a supervisory student rushed over and shouted: "No inside the academy..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Tang Jie flying a kick and kicking it on Yang Yuhao's lower abdomen.
This kick was so fierce that he directly kicked Yang Yuhao away. He was hitting a smelting furnace. With a thud, countless sparks fell on Yang Yuhao, immediately igniting his clothes, and Yang Yuhao himself yelled in pain. , Hurriedly tore off his clothes, his body was already extensively burned.
Although the injury can be cured by the immortal master, this shame is a shame. At this moment, the whole person is turned into a light pig, and he shouts in anger: "Monitor, he beat me, he beat me! "
A group of students next to him looked astonished. Even the supervisor was stunned. Looking at Tang Jie, Tang Jie replied slowly: "Dizigui, anyone who is not an active attacker has the right to defend himself before the supervisor stops, but he must not hurt him. people."
He looked at the monitor.
Only then did the supervisor remember that when Tang Jie took the shot, he had not yet called out the words to stop.
But in the next second he realized something and pointed to Yang Yuhao: "But you hurt him!"
"I didn't hurt him, just kicked him away in self-defense. He hit the stove and burned himself. It has nothing to do with me." Tang Jie replied.
Speaking of disciples, who is more familiar than him
Looking at Yang Yuhao at this moment, Tang Jie said with a smile, disdainfully said: "Three years..."
What kind of shit is that a three-year student can't stop him from kicking it, it's incompetent.
Shaking his finger at Yang Yuhao, Tang Jie has already left.
A group of people didn't expect to teach Tang Jie not to succeed, instead they were taught by Tang Jie. At this moment, watching him leave, they were speechless.
That Shan Xin came over to look at the scene and snorted, "A bunch of trash!"
But he walked away on his own.
A group of students looked at each other, but also shook their heads and dispersed.
"That's it?" Yang Yuhao couldn't believe it: "You guys are saying something, I was beaten by that bastard!"
He was urged by people to make things difficult for Tang Jie, but he didn't expect that it was him who was unlucky, but Tang Jie had nothing to do, and he felt unhappy.
Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.
No.
It is also reasonable.
The monitoring student walked over and pulled over the sign on Yang Yuhao's body and said, "You take the shot first, and you will deduct ten points. I'm sorry, classmate."
Passing through the furnace-like place of the gold forging platform, Tang Jie came to the refining area.
In the refining area, Zhou Jiahui and Liu Zihan were both present, and their eyes flinched when they saw him. Tang Jie knew that this was because they betrayed their intelligence to those students, and they had ghosts in their hearts.
He ignored it and went to the warehouse to pick up the waste.
The student who was in charge of guarding the warehouse didn't know what was going on, and saw Tang Jie snorted: "He actually came here."
Tang Jie didn't bother to pay attention to his attitude, but said, "I want two blood sacrificed waste vessels, the bigger the better."
"No." The student replied lazily.
Tang Jie sighed, knowing that these guys had been able to deal with him.
He looked at the student and said, "Yang Yuhao just turned into a roast pig."
"What?" The student was shocked.
"If you don't believe me, you can go outside and take a look." Tang Jie said coldly, "I'll say it again, two blood-sacrificed relics! Either you find me now, or I interrupt your hand to find out by myself!"
"You...you dare..." the student answered with difficulty.
Tang Jie had grabbed the student by the collar and pulled him over: "I even dare to lie to the Xiyue Academy, what else can't you dare?"
Speaking of Tang Jie pushing the student back to his original position, he walked towards the refining area.
A few minutes later, the student obediently sent the two waste receptacles.
Seeing his sincere and fearful look, he obviously knew Yang Yuhao's experience, and he was extremely afraid of Tang Jie.
Tang Jie could only sigh helplessly about this.
To this group of students who think that they are righteous and at the same time can't distinguish good from bad, sometimes it is impossible to use reason, and the best way is to use fists.
Poor myself has always liked to use my brain to solve problems, but I didn't expect that now he has started to take the line of king and hegemony.
Not to mention, life is like a play, and you have to experience various roles in order to become an actor.
Since this Moonwashing Academy needs to be tyrannical now, what if he is tyrannical
Thinking in my mind, I press it with one finger.
The weapon shattered, and a little gold sand was floating in the air.
Tang Jie's life just started calmly amidst rolling eyes and ridicule.
Every morning, Tang Jie practiced magic techniques, in the afternoon he went to the forging platform to refine waste artifacts, and in the evening, he practiced the Shaohai Cave gold arts to improve his realm.
It went over and over again, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
A peaceful life is so simple and so boring. The sensation that was once passed gradually over time, and for Tang Jie, all this is exactly what he pursues. Only after experiencing turbulent waves can he feel a dull life. It's so precious.
It's just that occasionally a beautiful figure quietly rises from the bottom of my heart, and a ripple in Tang Jie's heart.
There has been no news from the jade pendant.
This made Tang Jie a little disappointed.
Maybe Xu Miaoran forgot about herself soon after giving her jade pendant
Sometimes Tang Jie would want to send a message and ask her how she is now, but looking at the only paper crane in his hand, he was not willing to use it after all.
Those students who looked down on him still looked down on him, but after being taught by Tang Jie, they suffered a loss, and they didn't bother him for the time being, but Tang Jie knew that they would come back sooner or later.
What they are waiting for is just an opportunity.
Tang Jie didn't even care about it. He practiced every day, and his life was easy and peaceful.
Unfortunately, without the convenience provided by the academy, his cultivation speed has officially slowed down. Fortunately, he has the foundation to practice the body. His cultivation speed is still much faster than the average fifth grade student, but it is not as crazy as before. I think that as the realm improves, the difficulty of cultivation is also increasing, and the benefits of a strong physique in cultivation are gradually decreasing.
Now Tang Jie can still enjoy the benefits of this body, but when he reaches the realm of escape, he is afraid that the effect will not be great.
But on the other hand, Tang Jie has gained a lot.
That is the practice of Bing Zi Jue.
Long-term refining made Tang Jie's gold sand bigger and bigger.
The original golden needle gradually developed and grown into a small golden ball. If it was used to deform, it could just become a golden ring.
It is a pity that it is still too small compared to a real weapon. So far, the most suitable use Tang Jie has found is needle and thread.
The gold thread formed from this gold sand is extremely strong, and its sharpness is comparable to a sword.
The only downside is that the gold thread is too difficult to control, and it is not strong enough to be used in frontal combat. At first, Gu Changqing gave him a chance after a long battle, and Tang Jie was not sure that he would succeed if he did it again.
What really caused Tang Jie's headache was that even with the use of the waste weapon, the more than 5,000 coins were still unbearable to use.
Insufficient resources are an eternal problem in the world of cultivating immortals. Even Sendai Da Neng will not say that I have too many resources to use up.
Therefore, facing this problem, Tang Jie could only consciously reduce the use of the word tactics of soldiers, and while smashing soldiers every day, he did not forget to refine some waste weapons, and he also made some materials to sell for money to form a cycle.
In any case, Tang Jie's life was simple and fulfilling in the past half a month.
The realm is steadily growing, the spells are gradually becoming proficient, and the physical potential brought by one hundred thousand dollars is also being further developed. Unknowingly, Tang Jie's power has increased sufficiently compared to the previous days.
It's just that he doesn't go to the battlefield now, and only occasionally goes to the Seven Heavens Palace to polish himself, without showing off the mountains or dew, no one knows how strong his strength is.
Today, I spent another afternoon in Jintai.
When night fell, Tang Jie got up and left.
Along the way, as soon as he returned to Tao Ranju, Tang Jie saw a person standing at the door of his residence.
Fluttering in white.
"Qi Shaoming?" Tang Jie was slightly startled.
How could he stand at his door.
Seeing this, he has been waiting for himself for a while.
"Tang Jie!" Seeing Tang Jie coming back, Qi Shaoming shouted, "I want to fight you."
Tang Jie frowned, "What do you mean? Or do you think I am mean and want to teach me..."
"Don't compare me with those idiots!" Qi Shaoming has already cried out: "I am not looking for you for what you did in the past, I just want to fight you and see who is stronger!"
"En?" Tang Jie stunned, "Compete with me?"
Shaoming Qi replied: "Yes! Since I entered school, Shaoming Qi, except for An Rumeng, has been ignored by all the college students. Others think that I have outstanding talents and are the most conducive to practice, but I want to go the other way. Therefore, every step is painstaking practice to improve combat power, and never short empty shelves that have realm but no strength."
"So you haven't entered Linghu until now?" Tang Jie asked.
With Qi Shaoming's talent, it is logically time to enter the Linghu Lake, and there has been no movement until now, and it must be the reason why too much effort has been used for other purposes.
"That's right! I had planned to win the Seven Heavens Hall Seven Rankings before entering Linghu!"
"Seven Heavens Hall seven tops?" Tang Jie was also shocked.
Qi Shaoming's heart is too big, right? He has the master technique of the soldier, and has gained many benefits, but only took the top spot and set a record. He actually wants the seven top spot in the Seven Heavens Palace
But the next moment Tang Jie understood: "The first person you want to defeat is me?"
The records of the Tianyu Palace, Qi Shaoming chased Tang Jie very tightly, very quickly. Tang Jie had also wondered what he had done so hard on defensive spells, but now he knew that Qi Shaoming's thoughts had finally come to his mind.
Feelings are his first goal to defeat.
It's just that since the Tianyudian record was broken, Qi Shaoming was completely desperate, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't overwhelm Tang Jie. The dream of the top of the seven was shattered, and he lost confidence for a while.
Unexpectedly, today, he came to find himself.
"I want to fight with you to see how strong you are." Qi Shaoming said sternly.
Tang Jie understood that for Qi Shaoming, he had become his demon now, and was the first barrier he could not cross on his path of cultivation.
Since Tianyudian's performance is not as good as his own, and the speed of cultivation has slowed down, he can only win or lose in actual combat, and build confidence by defeating himself.