After ten moves, Ye Ming figured out the opponent's background, let out a light drink, and used the Julang Fist. The Julang Fist at the dark level is not only more powerful, but also switches between light and dark in the Nine Waves. For example, the first wave is bright energy, and the second wave can be dark energy. Such a combination of yin and yang will cause considerable trouble to the enemy.
"boom!"
The two fists collided. Ye Ming took three steps forward, while Li Lang took three steps back. The nine levels of power bombarded him layer by layer. The force of one hundred thousand kilograms was too powerful. Li Lang's fist made a "click" sound at the first level of Ming Jin, causing bone fractures. The second level of dark energy penetrated his arm, destroying all vitality.
The third level, the fourth level, and the remaining seven levels of Yuan Jin poured in one after another, wreaking havoc in his body.
"Ploppap!"
The blood vessels in Li Lang's body burst, all his internal organs were shattered, his bones were cracked, his bones were completely destroyed, and his liver and intestines were severed. He kept vomiting blood from his mouth and nose, first red blood, then black blood.
Ye Ming stepped back and said calmly: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you."
Li Lang's face was filled with disbelief. In a head-to-head confrontation, he was actually punched to death by an Dark Force warrior. Who was that person
"thump!"
He didn't have a chance to think, and his body fell heavily to the ground, dying. The Nine Waves shook his body into a ball of rotten flesh.
There was a burst of cheers from the audience, of course from those who won the bet.
Ye Ming walked off the ring and returned to the back. As soon as he changed his clothes, Bao Bufan came with a smile on his face that almost reached his ears.
Ye Ming asked: "How much did you earn?"
"I bet 10,000 on your side and earned more than 11,500. I bet 3,000 and earned almost 3,500." Only then did Bao Bufan realize that Ye Ming had changed his clothes and asked, "do not fight?"
"Aren't you satisfied with making 20,000 Wuzun coins in one day?" Ye Ming rolled his eyes, "Come back another day, otherwise we will be noticed by others."
Bao Bufan said yes repeatedly and said with a smile: "I will be your 'errand boy' from now on. If you need anything, just ask me to do it."
Ye Ming nodded, took the storage ring from Bao Bufan, took out five hundred martial coins and gave it to him, saying: "Don't bet in the future, I will give you a share."
Bao Bufan was so excited that he was shaking all over. Five hundred Wujun coins were equivalent to seven thousand five hundred Wujun coins! This is so generous! He nodded repeatedly: "Okay, if I stay with you, even drinking soup will kill me!"
When the two people left the life and death stage, a young man stopped them. The young man was tall and thin, with bright eyes and lips much thicker than normal people. He chuckled and said, "Brother, make a friend?"
Ye Ming didn't recognize the other party and said lightly: "Sorry, I have something else to do and I have to leave immediately."
The young man smiled and said: "I won't take up too much of your time. Let me introduce myself. I am Yuan Jindan, an eighth-level student of Dongqi Academy, and also the deputy leader of the 'Black Dragon Group'. We have many powerful boxers under our Black Dragon Group." , each of them has a net worth of tens of millions. I am personally very optimistic about you and hope you can consider joining our Black Dragon Group."
When he heard the name of the Black Dragon Group, Bao Bufan's expression changed drastically. He shook his head gently at Ye Ming with an anxious look on his face.
Ye Ming said lightly: "I will consider it."
Yuan Jindan smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll wait for the news about Brother Ye." After saying that, he turned around and left.
After Yuan Jindan left, Ye Ming asked: "What is the Black Dragon Group?"
Bao Bufan looked ugly and said: "Ye Ming, do you know the Black Dragon Sect?"
Ye Ming nodded: "Of course I know, although it is not within the territory of Dong Qi, it is not far from Dong Qi." When the Linghe Secret Realm was opened, the Black Dragon Sect sent people to participate.
Bao Bufan said: "The identities of the students in Dongqi Academy are very complicated. They may come from sects, aristocratic families, great sects, or even disciples of the Holy Land. There are many people from the Black Dragon Sect in the academy, and they act ruthlessly. And they were very united, so an organization was formed that specialized in managing boxers, which is now the Black Dragon Group."
"The people of the Black Dragon Group behave despicably. They often threaten potential boxers to work for them. However, because they are too profit-seeking, the fighters under the Black Dragon Group generally do not live long, so they often recruit boxers in large numbers. If they are seen, If the boxers refuse to join, they will resort to threats and intimidation to force them to submit."
Ye Ming frowned: "So, I must join the Black Dragon Group?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Bao Bufan said, "Dong Qi Academy has more than just the Black Dragon Group. In fact, there are ten powerful forces in Dong Qi Academy, known as one club, three groups and six societies. The first club is formed by the strong men of the elite class. An organization with a small number of people, but the strongest power. The three groups are the Yin Yang Group of the Yin Yang Sect, the Black Dragon Group of the Black Dragon Sect, and the Baiyin Group composed of the three major silver families. The Liuhui represent the Eastern Qi Dynasty respectively. Although the strength of the six first-grade sects within the territory is not as good as that of the First Society and Three Regiments, they should not be underestimated."
Ye Ming said: "You mean, I join other societies?"
"That's right. In this case, the Black Dragon Group will not dare to do anything to you." Bao Bufan said.
Ye Ming thought about it and thought it would be good to join the Yin Yang Group. After all, he was also a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect. However, this matter cannot be rushed, it must be done slowly.
The next morning, Ye Ming found that the students were all nervous. He asked Bao Bufan in a low voice: "Why are you nervous?"
Bao Bufan smiled bitterly: "The evaluation results will be announced today. If nothing else happens, someone will leave the college."
Only then did Ye Ming remember that he had completed the assessment a few days ago and the results should be out today. The assessment is conducted once every three months for all students. The 30% of students with the lowest scores will be expelled and will never be included. It's no wonder everyone is so nervous. After all, not everyone's results are as strong as his.
Lu Fei looked very dignified and serious today, holding a list in her hand. Looking around everyone, she said calmly: "The final results of the assessment have come out, and I will now announce the students who will be eliminated."
"Ma Fei, Xu Jinggong, Zhao Lingyi..."
Anyone whose name was read seemed to be suddenly drained of energy and became depressed, and some people even burst into tears. Finally, when the names of the ten people were called, they walked out of the queue silently, bowed to Lu Fei, and then walked away silently. They are going to the dormitory to pack their bags and check out of school.
Lu Fei watched the ten people leave silently without saying a word. At this time, any comfort is in vain. She had experienced this kind of thing so many times that she knew it would be better not to say anything.
After the ten expelled students walked away, she said: "You are lucky, you can still stay. But everyone listen clearly, 20% of them will be eliminated in the next round of evaluation. If you don't work hard and make progress, You will end up like them, do you know?" she asked sharply.
"I know!" The students who were not eliminated were in high spirits and had high fighting spirit.
"Today I will study theory class. The person teaching the class is a senior instructor. He is a martial artist. You all must listen to the class attentively." After Lu Fei finished speaking, he took everyone to the big classroom.
The large classroom is a large place for students to listen to theoretical lectures, and can accommodate tens of thousands of people at a time. The lecturer this time was a Wujun, so there were many students attending the lecture, and the large classroom was almost full. First-level students like Ye Ming can only sit far away, and the good places are occupied by senior students.
The classroom was circular, with a high platform in the center. A middle-aged man walked onto the platform. Although they were far away, Ye Ming and others still felt the powerful soul pressure from him.
"Hello, I am senior instructor Wei An. Today I will explain to you 'Hua Jin' and 'Gang Jin'." His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
The lecture that followed was very exciting, and all the students listened intently. After all, Mr. Wu doesn’t have many opportunities to explain martial arts, so they must cherish it.
During the explanation, Bei Ming said: "This person's understanding is not profound, and he can barely listen."
Ye Mingqi said: "Beiming, is what he said wrong?"
Bei Ming said: "When people climb higher mountains, they will have the feeling of seeing the small mountains when they look back. Therefore, their perception is too high and too big, but it is of limited help to the warriors."
Ye Ming nodded, and Beiming taught him knowledge, always in bits and pieces of words, giving people the impression that he was moisturizing things silently, and would never be as lofty and confusing as Wei An.
This class lasted for a whole day. When it ended, it was dark and the students went back.
After walking a few steps out of the big classroom, Ye Ming saw eight students surrounding him. One of them was Zhang Heng, who had been beaten by him in the Ten Thousand Beasts Tower. He was obviously out for revenge, and he had a lot of helpers with him.
Zhang Heng's injury has healed. He hugged his arms and stared at Ye Ming: "Boy, I have something to discuss with you. Come with me!"
Bao Bufan was beside him and said nervously: "Don't go!"
Ye Ming glanced at Zhang Heng and said calmly: "Bufan, you go back to the dormitory and wait for me. I'll go make out with Brother Zhang!"
Bao Bufan immediately understood what Ye Ming meant. He was going to challenge eight! Thinking that two fists were no match for four, I hurriedly called for a few helpers, then nodded and said, "Okay!" After that, I turned around and left.
Zhang Heng looked at Ye Ming without any fear, and his face became even colder. He turned around and strode forward, and Ye Ming followed.
Dongqi College is very large, with gardens and rockeries everywhere. There is a hill in the college. The hill is relatively remote and is an excellent place for fights. Many people die here every year and even more are injured.
Eight people lined up in a row, surrounding Ye Ming in a fan shape in the center. Zhang Heng sneered again and again, pointed at Ye Ming and said: "Boy! Do you know who I am?"
"Snapped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the arrogant Zhang Heng felt a pain on the right side of his face, followed by a burning sensation and a roaring in his ears. Who hit him
The eight people's eyes widened. They saw Ye Ming's body blurred for a moment, and then Zhang Heng was slapped. Was it him