Hearing this, Song Yan was slightly startled. After quickly searching the memory of his ex, he learned the identity of this woman.
This girl's name is Guo Zihan, she is the distant cousin of her ex. They both went to the same school in elementary school and junior high school.
What his ex remembers most is the image of his distant cousin bullying him.
Later, when he was in high school, Guo Zihan's family moved to another city because of his father's job transfer.
There is less contact between the two.
Unexpectedly, when they were in college, the two of them actually came to the same university again.
Maybe it was because her ex was bullied badly by this cousin when she was a child, and he deliberately avoided her. Therefore, in the two years of college, the two of them only met a few times.
After straightening out their relationship, Song Yan smiled at her and said, "It's you Guo Zihan."
Hearing this, Guo Zihan raised her eyebrows: "Song Yan, you are getting more and more courageous. You don't even call me cousin anymore." As she spoke, she clenched her fist as a gesture.
Suddenly, Song Yan's face darkened, and he vaguely remembered that this girl was younger than him, but her ex when she was a child couldn't beat her when she was a child, so she was forced to call her cousin.
So he said: "I remember you are younger than me. Should you call me cousin?"
"If you want me to call you cousin, you have to be able to beat me. Watch your moves!" As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Zihan raised his long sword and drew it towards Song Yan's chest with his backhand.
However, apart from being faster, she didn't use much force in this move. She probably just wanted to give Song Yan a little pain.
But how did she know that this Song Inkstone was no longer the other Song Inkstone.
"when!"
Song Yan flicked his finger and hit the sword. Immediately, the green steel sword bounced back. What surprised Guo Zihan was that there was a force coming from the sword, which almost caused the long sword in her hand to drop.
"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, the situation has changed. Now you are no match for me. You should just call me cousin!" Song Yan looked at Guo Zihan playfully, thinking that he would become a serf and sing. Singing posture.
Hearing Song Yan's words, Guo Zihan was greatly stimulated and sneered: "I didn't even use three points of force in that move just now. Why are you so proud? Try another move from me!"
"brush!"
The sword flashed and quickly moved towards Song Yan's chest. Just by the way Song Yan's finger bounced her sword back, she knew that Song Yan's strength was not low, so this time she used at least eight points of her strength.
Similarly, Song Yan still flicked his finger, hitting the sword in the middle, and once again bounced Guo Zihan's sword back.
"How can this be?"
Guo Zihan couldn't help but stare at Song Yan in surprise. His move was very fast and powerful. Not to mention warriors at the same level as her, even warriors at a higher level couldn't hit the sword so easily.
"Use all your strength and see if I can bounce your sword back!" Song Yan said with a proud smile.
"hateful!"
While Guo Zihan was drinking coldly, he twisted his waist, and the long sword in his hand turned into a white light and stabbed Song Yan's right shoulder.
"when!"
There was a muffled sound, and Guo Zihan felt the tiger's mouth shake. Then, he couldn't hold the long sword in his hand and let it fly out, landing on the ground several meters away and shaking continuously.
"How is it? Are you convinced?" Song Yan looked at her and asked.
"You big-headed devil!" Guo Zihan said angrily.
Suddenly, Song Yan's face darkened and he shouted coldly: "Get ready to fight!"
But it was the movement here that attracted the zombies wandering around the dormitory and surrounding areas, at least hundreds of them.
"Lion team, follow me to kill the zombies!" Liao Yong shouted coldly and led his team to rush towards the zombies on the left.
"Brothers from the Fat Dragon Team, follow me and kill them!" Zhu Hongzhi also shouted coldly, waving the steel pipe to kill the zombies on the right.
"Brothers from Team Tornado, follow me and charge!"
The limelight had been stolen by Liao Yong and Zhu Hongzhi before, but this time Wang Rui was not willing to lag behind and led the team members to fight to the rear.
As for the nearly fifty zombies that emerged from the dormitory, they were naturally left to Song Yan and Long Cambridge to deal with them.
"Cousin, you rest here for a while! Let's catch up on old times after we deal with the zombies!" Song Yan smiled at Guo Zihan, then turned into a phantom and rushed out.
"Puff puff!"
Like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind, all the zombies were like tofu under Song Yan's steel pipe. In an instant, five or six of them had their heads blown off.
Long Cambridge also rushed forward, but shouted: "Boss, leave a few for me!"
Guo Zihan, who was standing on the spot, stared at this scene blankly, and found that this group of people were extremely powerful, and could often kill a zombie in just three or two moves.
However, when her eyes fell on Song Yan, her mouth opened wide for a moment, full of shock and surprise.
Because she felt that Song Yan was not killing zombies at all, but playing a game of whack-a-mole with one steel pipe. In less than ten seconds, more than 20 zombies died under his steel pipe. Then, she Noted Dragon Cambridge.
Long Cambridge was not as fast as Song Yan in killing zombies, but he also killed five or six zombies in an instant.
"Why are there so many tough guys in the school? Why didn't I know about them before?"
She has followed her grandfather to learn martial arts and practice swordsmanship since she was a child. Now she has reached the late stage of Ming Jin. She is confident that she can break through Dark Jin within three years.
After her observation, Song Yan's strength must be much stronger than hers, and Long Cambridge, who followed him to kill zombies, was also stronger than her. As for Liao Yong and Zhu Hongzhi, they didn't seem to understand martial arts, but they His strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, at least not worse than her.
You know, she is the leader of the school's martial arts club. She thinks she is invincible in South China University. But now it seems that she is too arrogant. There are too many people in this world who are hiding dragons and crouching tigers.
Less than a minute.
Song Yan and Long Cambridge worked together to kill more than fifty zombies.
As for Liao Yong and the other three, they have also reached the final stage.
Looking at Song Yan walking towards her, Guo Zihan took a deep breath and stared at him: "When did you start learning martial arts?"
"Probably during high school." Song Yan said teasingly.
"Did you start practicing martial arts in high school?" Guo Zihan asked, but he was particularly surprised. From high school to sophomore year, it only took five years to reach full strength. In just five years, you have at least reached the level of Huajing. This is incredible. .
"Yeah, is there a problem?" Song Yan winked at her.
"You are simply a pervert. You have cultivated to this level in just five years!" At this point, Guo Zihan couldn't help but show envy.
Suddenly, Song Yan's heart moved: he said to Guo Zihan with a mysterious face: "Do you want to become stronger in a short time?"
"Do you have a way? What level can you help me reach?" Hearing this, Guo Zihan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but feel very excited.
"Of course there is a way, and it will allow you to reach the late stage of Anjin within one day!" Song Yan said confidently.
"Impossible!" Guo Zihan said flatly.
"Xiaolong, come here." Song Yan waved his hand and called Long Cambridge over: "Tell her how much time you spent from the early stage of Ming Jin to the early stage of An Jin."
"Less than an hour!" Long Cambridge said seriously.
Guo Zihan's head was dizzy. It only took an hour from the early stage of Ming Jin to the early stage of An Jin. Is this possible
Although she thought this was ridiculous, she vaguely felt that Song Yan and Long Cambridge did not lie to her.
The author's digression: Thanks to the big boss for the reward (to be continued)