"As long as you have a clever tongue, you must get out of the academy today and watch the move, Snow Palm." Meng Chongyi made another move, this time obviously more ferocious than before.
Dahuang Shanggong method and martial skill levels are divided into "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Saint Emperor and King", and the grades are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and exquisite grade.
In terms of cultivation, the mastery of martial arts is divided into Xiaocheng, Dacheng, Consummation, and Peak, but even the most common king-level martial arts, few people have cultivated to the peak state.
It's not that it's hard to cultivate at the peak state. It's mainly because it takes too much time. It's better to master a few more martial arts at that time, so that you can be more confident when fighting against people.
"My God, it's the Snow Palm of the king-level inferior martial arts!"
"And I have already cultivated to the stage of great achievement. As expected of Marshal Meng's son, this talent is really enviable."
"If Zhou Fei can take this palm, Lao Tzu will be on the spot."
[Warning, the master is being attacked by the king-level inferior martial skill Snow Palm].
[Snow Palm is copied, 100 waste points will be consumed automatically to reach full level].
[The owner can continue to be a piece of scrap happily. Is this system very caring? If the owner is satisfied, please five-star praise].
Zhou Fei said in his heart: "I am too lazy to comment."
System: "The owner is really a qualified scrap."
Although I am too lazy to give a five-star praise, it is still possible to give the system a thumbs up in my heart.
Even martial arts training can be so convenient, the waste material cultivation system is indeed well-deserved.
"Isn't it Snow Palm? What is it? Lao Tzu also." Zhou Fei said contemptuously, slowly raising his right hand, a thin layer of frost condensed on his palm, and then a small whirlwind was formed. .
Then flakes of snowflakes appeared around him, and the temperature was dropping crazily. It soon reached an unbearable level for ordinary people. There were thick dark clouds in an inch of the sky above his head, thunder and lightning, and gusts of wind.
The students all around were stunned.
Tu Wanyue was really frightened this time.
When Meng Chongyi first palmed Zhou Fei with Snowflakes, she secretly guarded herself and planned to rescue Zhou Fei after he received a little lesson.
After all, this is an academy, and today is the day of enrollment. The spread of internal conflict among students will damage the reputation of the academy.
But Tu Wanyue was happy to see Zhou Fei suffer a bit.
However, I never expected that Zhou Fei would actually be able to martial arts, and the level of cultivation
The level is even higher than Meng Chongyi.
How many things this guy has concealed.
On the other side, Meng Chongyi was also stunned, eyes full of incredible.
The peak state of Snow Palm.
Impossible, I only cultivated to the Dacheng stage, Zhou Fei was a waste material, how could he cultivate to the peak
Moreover, he had the strength of the Spirit Qi Realm only by relying on the Spirit Gathering Pill, and it was impossible to master martial skills.
It's an illusion!
Can't fool me!
Meng Chongyi was going to verify the strength of Zhou Fei's palm, but before he could rush out, he was swept away by a hurricane, hitting the ground heavily, and blood spilled from the corner of his throat.
Zhou Fei squeezed his palm and didn't hit it out. He said, "Call Master Fei for forgiveness, and I will let you go. Otherwise, you may die if you put my palm on it."
Meng Chongyi yelled: "You can't kill me, you dare not kill me. I am the son of the Generalissimo. You kill me to start a war between the Marshal's Mansion and the General's Mansion!"
Zhou Fei sneered and said: "Why didn't you think that you were starting a war when you beat me? The little master gave you a word for free, the first one is cheap. I fell asleep well, you have to jump in front of me to pretend to be forced I'm sorry for the wasted great time without beating you."
The surging snow flakes condensed into a roaring lion head in the air, heading towards Meng Chongyi.
Meng Chongyi's face was pale, and a stinky smelly filled his ****.
However, this lion head fell apart at the moment when it was about to pounce on Meng Chongyi, and the spiritual energy turned into a handful of cold water, which poured a chill on Meng Chongyi's heart.
"Who is blocking me!" Zhou Fei was very angry and looked around.
Tu Wanyue walked over and said indifferently: "The rules of the academy are strictly forbidden to hurt the same door, and all offenders will go out."
Zhou Fei looked at this beautiful face, but his heart was extremely calm: "When he was about to beat me just now, why didn't you come out?"
Tu Wanyue looked a bit embarrassed, cleared his throat slightly, and said: "The talent of Lord Zhou is amazing. It is Wanyue who has taken a glance, and I apologize to you here. However, Wanyue still wants to persuade Lord Zhou to kill. Meng Chongyi is very simple, but killing him will cause endless trouble. Aren’t you most afraid of trouble?”
Zhou Fei wondered, it made sense.
Marshal Meng had conflicts with his father. If he killed Meng Chongyi for a while, Datang's army would fall apart in an instant. At that time, the trouble would not be endless, but the mountains and the tsunami.
A waste material, how
How can such a big trouble spread
Can't kill.
"Think your kid is dead, I'll spare you this time!" Zhou Fei glanced at the ground, "It's a pity that such a good place to sleep has ruined you."
After finishing talking, he walked into the depths of the academy.
After Zhou Fei left, the people around gradually recovered from the shock just now.
Looking at his back, everyone had a big question mark in their hearts.
Is this still the No. 1 waste material in Chang'an
However, what everyone is most concerned about right now is not the life and death of Meng Chongyi.
"Someone just said that they want to fuck, you should be on the stage."
Meng Chongyi got up from the ground, looked at Zhou Fei with bitter eyes, and vowed to himself: "Zhou Fei, today’s insult will be returned a hundred times in the future."
Immediately hide his face and leave.
After this incident, Tu Wanyue was not in the mood to continue to preside over the enrollment work, handed over the work to another teacher, and went back to the second floor of the academy.
"Hey, why did Senior Sister Si come back so early? Is the enrollment over?"
Asked the younger brother Yue who was playing chess with Brother San.
Senior Brother San slowly put down a chess piece and looked up at her: "My complexion is not good, is there something bad happened?"
Tu Wanyue sighed and recounted what had happened just now.
Yue Chen stood up quickly, and the fat on both sides of his cheeks trembled because of too much excitement: "Senior Sister, do you think that Zhou Fei has practiced Snow Palm in the pinnacle realm?"
Tu Wanyue said, "Can I lie to you?"
Yue Chen turned his head and ran out: "I have to see him."
Before the sound disappeared, people had run out of sight.
Senior Brother Three said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother once said that no one can practice Snow Palm to the pinnacle level, because he can only practice to Consummation. Now that there is a person who can reach the pinnacle level of Snow Palm, it is reasonable that he can't help it. Things in it."
"But this person is Zhou Fei, which makes me very incomprehensible. The master Jinkouyu said that he could not practice cultivation." Tu Wanyue said blankly.
The third brother puts down a chess piece: "The way of heaven is revolving, the world is impermanent, and fate is the most elusive. It is not impossible that waste material becomes a genius. Rather than think so much, it is better to play chess. Fourth sister, talk with the brother How about a few rounds?"
Tu Wanyue said twice, and disappeared.
Playing chess with the third brother is the most terrible thing on the second floor of the academy.
(End of this chapter)