Chapter 100 Murder
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Tie Ma Fei Qiao
Hit as soon as he said, without any warning, he punched Liu Wuxie in the face.
The strength of the fist carries a whistling hurricane, and the fist is the size of a casserole version. If it hits it, the entire face will probably turn into a pancake, and the facial features will collapse below and become flat.
No one stood up to stop them, Chen Leyao and Xue Pinzhi left early to report on today's assessment.
The first day of the assessment was the easiest and also the most difficult one. The key point was to collect data and record those students with higher talents. The assessment will continue tomorrow.
The fist was getting closer and closer to Liu Wuxie, and when he was close, the force of the fist lifted Liu Wuxie's hair.
"Quickly smash him to death!"
Many people followed suit and asked Feng Bingquan to kill Liu Wuxie quickly. They are not considered students of the Imperial Academy and are not bound by the rules of the academy. Even if Liu Wuxie is killed, the academy will not blame them.
Because the assessment is not over yet!
Only when one gets the Imperial College Medal can one be considered a real Imperial College student.
With the character of the Xue family, they will definitely try to force Liu Wuxie to death during the assessment, or drive him out of the Imperial Academy to prevent him from joining.
With the status of the Imperial College, it would not be so easy for the Xue family to kill him, and it would take a lot of effort.
Seeing that it was about to fall on Liu Wuxie's face, many women closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, such a handsome face was about to be deformed.
Feng Bingquan let out a grin, as if seeing Liu Wuxie being beaten into the air.
at this time!
The situation changed suddenly, Liu Wuxie didn't move his body, but raised his right hand, and suddenly slapped it out fiercely.
His speed is fast, and Liu Wuxie's speed is even faster, before the fist falls, the palm has already been thrown out.
"Snapped!"
The crisp applause resounded through the entire night sky, and everyone was stunned. Feng Bingquan was born sixfold, and before he even had time to react, he was slapped away viciously.
The burly body threw a beautiful arc in the air, and fell to a corner of the square, with blood all over his mouth and a few broken teeth on the ground. This slap on Liu Wuxie was merciless, using [-]% of his strength .
"Forehead……"
The whole square fell into deathly silence, and many people were about to applaud, wanting to see Liu Wuxie flying out, but in the end...
Someone flew out. Contrary to what they had guessed, it was Feng Bingquan who flew out.
Bai Yu's eyes shrank. The palm just now looked ordinary, and the speed and trajectory of the palm seemed to be calculated.
If you go out early, you won't be able to hit Feng Bingquan, and if you go out late, the effect will be lost. Feng Bingquan's fist will hit his face first. Is it a coincidence?Bai Yu thought to himself.
Are there so many coincidences in this world?
Neither fast nor slow, the timing was just right, it was unbelievable to be hit by Feng Bingquan when he was one second faster, and then Feng Bingquan was sent flying by one second slower.
Yu Yifan had the same idea as Bai Yu at the moment, even if he was not able to grasp it so accurately, he would definitely fight back at the first moment, and would not give Feng Bingquan a chance to get close.
Everyone thought Liu Wuxie was gambling, but he was right.
"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
In terms of age, Liu Wuxie is considered young among the many assessors. In terms of realm, he is not considered the highest, but he is not the lowest either.
Feng Bingquan got up from the ground with a ferocious face, and before he could wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he drew out his weapon and flew towards Liu Wuxie, already losing his mind.
Terrifying killing intent filled the air, and his body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Liu Wuxie.
Still standing quietly outside the tent, with his right hand pressed against the storage bag.
Ten steps!
Eight steps!
Five steps!
The long sword in Feng Bingquan's hand appeared within a foot of Liu Wuxie, heading straight for the heart, it was about to kill someone.
"laugh!"
Without gorgeous moves, Liu Wuxie's right hand flickered away, as if nothing had happened, Feng Bingquan suddenly froze.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, no one spoke, only the icy cold wind hit from all sides.
"Whoever dares to cross this boundary line will be killed without mercy!" After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he swiped the dagger in his hand, and a mark appeared three meters away from the tent.
After speaking, he turned and returned to the tent, ignoring the eyes around him, and closed the tent to cut off all contact with the outside world.
"What happened, why did Feng Bingquan not move?"
Many people wonder why Feng Bingquan stopped suddenly at the last moment. He is not a good person. Those who know him know very well that there are not a hundred or eighty monks who have died at his hands over the years.
Such a murderous hero, being slapped in the face severely, how could he swallow this bad breath.
That's the fact, Feng Bingquan stood there stupidly, motionless.
"he died!"
A Xiantian Jiuzhong said lightly, the knife just now was too amazing, if there was not a short knife in Liu Wuxie's hand, they all suspected that Liu Wuxie had never made a move at all.
"died?"
The scene suddenly became chaotic, Liu Wuxie dared to kill people in public, even if they are not students of the Imperial Academy, killing inside the Imperial Academy still violated the rules of the Imperial Academy.
"What a quick cut!"
Yu Yifan said secretly, turned around and went back to the tent, not to participate in it anymore, he is in the spiritual cleansing state, the knife just now, unless he went all out, he could not take it.
"Tick tock..."
Blood scattered along Feng Bingquan's neck on the bluestone ground, gathering little by little, forming a small stream.
The thick bloody atmosphere filled the martial arts field, and everyone's heart beat suddenly, and they were really dead.
Unwilling, Feng Bingquan collapsed, and before he died, deep in his eyes showed a deep nostalgia for the world.
He doesn't want to die yet, joining the Imperial College is his dream, whether he returns to the family or joins the army, he will become a giant in the future.
A great situation, because he died here on impulse.
"What are you doing!"
Someone walked towards Liu Wuxie's tent, intending to seek justice for Feng Bingquan, but was quickly stopped.
"This kid dares to kill people casually. The matter cannot be left alone. He must be killed to avenge Feng Bingquan."
More and more people stood up and wanted to attack Liu Wuxie. They gathered outside the tent, but they didn't dare to step over the mark.
Liu Wuxie turned a deaf ear to the sound of crusade outside, they were all a group of mobs, and it was difficult to become a master. It was a waste of resources for this kind of people to join the Imperial Academy.
After yelling for a long time, no one dared to step over, and finally nothing happened.
No one wants to be troublesome, they are all waiting for tomorrow's assessment, killing people here, the Imperial College will definitely hold Liu Wuxie accountable, what they have to do is to strive to become a member of the Imperial College.
As the night grew darker, Liu Wuxie didn't rashly use the technique of swallowing the sky too wildly, which was too frightening.
After running it for a while, the spiritual energy in a radius of hundreds of meters was swallowed up. If he released all of it, the spiritual energy in the entire martial arts field might be sucked up by him.
He took out a golden elixir and swallowed it in one gulp, the terrifying energy permeated his whole body, making him feel comfortable. "After three hours of tempering, my body and soul have become more compatible."
Liu Wuxie said secretly, others walked in under pressure, but he was lucky, using the pressure of the formation to sharpen the fit between body and soul. If it spread, countless people would be jealous to death.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the entire martial arts arena fell into silence. Everyone was practicing, maintaining the best condition, and preparing for tomorrow's assessment.
"Are you ready?"
Three miles away from the martial arts arena, in a small forest, stood two men, one of them was Xue Pinzhi who was in charge of the assessment during the day.
"Senior Brother Xue, don't worry, you don't know my assassination level, tonight is his death day."
Another man in black, wearing night clothes, patted his chest to assure that there were not a few students who had been assassinated by him over the years.
"Okay, you go. After the matter is done, your benefits will be indispensable. I will find a way to transfer you to the advanced class."
Xue Pinzhi patted the shoulder of the man in black. It was getting late, so he told him to go quickly so as not to delay the best time.
"Thank you Senior Brother Xue!"
Being able to enter the advanced class is the dream of many students.
Imperial College is divided into three grades: Dizihao, Xuanzihao, and Tianzihao.
Each font size is divided into elementary class, advanced class, and genius class. If you want to enter the advanced class, you need a level-by-level assessment.
There are also quite a few geniuses who joined the Imperial Academy and became students in the advanced class of the local name, after all, they are a minority.
That is to say, the 100 people in the assessment will all enter the training class of the local name. After two years, they will take a grade test according to the requirements of the college. If they fail, they will be eliminated.
By analogy, the same is true for entering the Tianzi class. Obviously, Liu Wuxie can't wait so long. He wants to break through the peak of spiritual purification and even marrow purification within a year, and destroy the Xue family.
At that time, he will leave Dayan Dynasty, see the wider world outside, look for higher level things, and strive to break through the realm.
Only 100 people are recruited each year, and the real elites have long been secretly taken away by Imperial College, such as Xu Lingxue.
These [-] quotas are mainly for those hopeful monks, giving them a chance to advance.
The geniuses in 36 cities have been raided long ago. The 100 people who participate in the assessment every year are not eligible to be invited by the Imperial College, so they can only take the path of assessment.
To put it bluntly, the 100 people assessed should be the group with the lowest qualifications in the academy.
When these people joined the academy, their status was far inferior to those of the geniuses who were recruited internally. From today's assessment, it can be seen that the instructor was just going through the motions, leaving two students in charge of the assessment.
The annual assessment only focuses on 36 cities, but ignores the imperial capital.
The population of the Imperial City is close to [-] million, and there are countless geniuses. They are the ultimate strength of the Imperial Academy.
Liu Wuxie didn't realize these things until he entered the imperial capital. The size of the Imperial College far exceeded his expectations.
With tens of thousands of students, such a huge academy is no less than a big sect.
A black shadow approached the Martial Arts Arena silently, and without a sound, a strange crossbow appeared in his hand. The range and lethality were definitely more than ten times that of the black crossbow in Shi Pojun's hands.
Lying behind a boulder, aiming his crossbow at tent No. [-], a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, if you want to blame, I will blame your bad luck. I offended Senior Brother Xue, so I have no choice but to kill you."
After the young man in black finished speaking, he pressed the crossbow in his hand, and a finger-length arrow flew out.
The strange thing is that this kind of arrow didn't make a sound of piercing through the air. No wonder his assassination technique is top-notch.
The strength of the fist carries a whistling hurricane, and the fist is the size of a casserole version. If it hits it, the entire face will probably turn into a pancake, and the facial features will collapse below and become flat.
No one stood up to stop them, Chen Leyao and Xue Pinzhi left early to report on today's assessment.
The first day of the assessment was the easiest and also the most difficult one. The key point was to collect data and record those students with higher talents. The assessment will continue tomorrow.
The fist was getting closer and closer to Liu Wuxie, and when he was close, the force of the fist lifted Liu Wuxie's hair.
"Quickly smash him to death!"
Many people followed suit and asked Feng Bingquan to kill Liu Wuxie quickly. They are not considered students of the Imperial Academy and are not bound by the rules of the academy. Even if Liu Wuxie is killed, the academy will not blame them.
Because the assessment is not over yet!
Only when one gets the Imperial College Medal can one be considered a real Imperial College student.
With the character of the Xue family, they will definitely try to force Liu Wuxie to death during the assessment, or drive him out of the Imperial Academy to prevent him from joining.
With the status of the Imperial College, it would not be so easy for the Xue family to kill him, and it would take a lot of effort.
Seeing that it was about to fall on Liu Wuxie's face, many women closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, such a handsome face was about to be deformed.
Feng Bingquan let out a grin, as if seeing Liu Wuxie being beaten into the air.
at this time!
The situation changed suddenly, Liu Wuxie didn't move his body, but raised his right hand, and suddenly slapped it out fiercely.
His speed is fast, and Liu Wuxie's speed is even faster, before the fist falls, the palm has already been thrown out.
"Snapped!"
The crisp applause resounded through the entire night sky, and everyone was stunned. Feng Bingquan was born sixfold, and before he even had time to react, he was slapped away viciously.
The burly body threw a beautiful arc in the air, and fell to a corner of the square, with blood all over his mouth and a few broken teeth on the ground. This slap on Liu Wuxie was merciless, using [-]% of his strength .
"Forehead……"
The whole square fell into deathly silence, and many people were about to applaud, wanting to see Liu Wuxie flying out, but in the end...
Someone flew out. Contrary to what they had guessed, it was Feng Bingquan who flew out.
Bai Yu's eyes shrank. The palm just now looked ordinary, and the speed and trajectory of the palm seemed to be calculated.
If you go out early, you won't be able to hit Feng Bingquan, and if you go out late, the effect will be lost. Feng Bingquan's fist will hit his face first. Is it a coincidence?Bai Yu thought to himself.
Are there so many coincidences in this world?
Neither fast nor slow, the timing was just right, it was unbelievable to be hit by Feng Bingquan when he was one second faster, and then Feng Bingquan was sent flying by one second slower.
Yu Yifan had the same idea as Bai Yu at the moment, even if he was not able to grasp it so accurately, he would definitely fight back at the first moment, and would not give Feng Bingquan a chance to get close.
Everyone thought Liu Wuxie was gambling, but he was right.
"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
In terms of age, Liu Wuxie is considered young among the many assessors. In terms of realm, he is not considered the highest, but he is not the lowest either.
Feng Bingquan got up from the ground with a ferocious face, and before he could wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he drew out his weapon and flew towards Liu Wuxie, already losing his mind.
Terrifying killing intent filled the air, and his body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Liu Wuxie.
Still standing quietly outside the tent, with his right hand pressed against the storage bag.
Ten steps!
Eight steps!
Five steps!
The long sword in Feng Bingquan's hand appeared within a foot of Liu Wuxie, heading straight for the heart, it was about to kill someone.
"laugh!"
Without gorgeous moves, Liu Wuxie's right hand flickered away, as if nothing had happened, Feng Bingquan suddenly froze.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, no one spoke, only the icy cold wind hit from all sides.
"Whoever dares to cross this boundary line will be killed without mercy!" After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he swiped the dagger in his hand, and a mark appeared three meters away from the tent.
After speaking, he turned and returned to the tent, ignoring the eyes around him, and closed the tent to cut off all contact with the outside world.
"What happened, why did Feng Bingquan not move?"
Many people wonder why Feng Bingquan stopped suddenly at the last moment. He is not a good person. Those who know him know very well that there are not a hundred or eighty monks who have died at his hands over the years.
Such a murderous hero, being slapped in the face severely, how could he swallow this bad breath.
That's the fact, Feng Bingquan stood there stupidly, motionless.
"he died!"
A Xiantian Jiuzhong said lightly, the knife just now was too amazing, if there was not a short knife in Liu Wuxie's hand, they all suspected that Liu Wuxie had never made a move at all.
"died?"
The scene suddenly became chaotic, Liu Wuxie dared to kill people in public, even if they are not students of the Imperial Academy, killing inside the Imperial Academy still violated the rules of the Imperial Academy.
"What a quick cut!"
Yu Yifan said secretly, turned around and went back to the tent, not to participate in it anymore, he is in the spiritual cleansing state, the knife just now, unless he went all out, he could not take it.
"Tick tock..."
Blood scattered along Feng Bingquan's neck on the bluestone ground, gathering little by little, forming a small stream.
The thick bloody atmosphere filled the martial arts field, and everyone's heart beat suddenly, and they were really dead.
Unwilling, Feng Bingquan collapsed, and before he died, deep in his eyes showed a deep nostalgia for the world.
He doesn't want to die yet, joining the Imperial College is his dream, whether he returns to the family or joins the army, he will become a giant in the future.
A great situation, because he died here on impulse.
"What are you doing!"
Someone walked towards Liu Wuxie's tent, intending to seek justice for Feng Bingquan, but was quickly stopped.
"This kid dares to kill people casually. The matter cannot be left alone. He must be killed to avenge Feng Bingquan."
More and more people stood up and wanted to attack Liu Wuxie. They gathered outside the tent, but they didn't dare to step over the mark.
Liu Wuxie turned a deaf ear to the sound of crusade outside, they were all a group of mobs, and it was difficult to become a master. It was a waste of resources for this kind of people to join the Imperial Academy.
After yelling for a long time, no one dared to step over, and finally nothing happened.
No one wants to be troublesome, they are all waiting for tomorrow's assessment, killing people here, the Imperial College will definitely hold Liu Wuxie accountable, what they have to do is to strive to become a member of the Imperial College.
As the night grew darker, Liu Wuxie didn't rashly use the technique of swallowing the sky too wildly, which was too frightening.
After running it for a while, the spiritual energy in a radius of hundreds of meters was swallowed up. If he released all of it, the spiritual energy in the entire martial arts field might be sucked up by him.
He took out a golden elixir and swallowed it in one gulp, the terrifying energy permeated his whole body, making him feel comfortable. "After three hours of tempering, my body and soul have become more compatible."
Liu Wuxie said secretly, others walked in under pressure, but he was lucky, using the pressure of the formation to sharpen the fit between body and soul. If it spread, countless people would be jealous to death.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the entire martial arts arena fell into silence. Everyone was practicing, maintaining the best condition, and preparing for tomorrow's assessment.
"Are you ready?"
Three miles away from the martial arts arena, in a small forest, stood two men, one of them was Xue Pinzhi who was in charge of the assessment during the day.
"Senior Brother Xue, don't worry, you don't know my assassination level, tonight is his death day."
Another man in black, wearing night clothes, patted his chest to assure that there were not a few students who had been assassinated by him over the years.
"Okay, you go. After the matter is done, your benefits will be indispensable. I will find a way to transfer you to the advanced class."
Xue Pinzhi patted the shoulder of the man in black. It was getting late, so he told him to go quickly so as not to delay the best time.
"Thank you Senior Brother Xue!"
Being able to enter the advanced class is the dream of many students.
Imperial College is divided into three grades: Dizihao, Xuanzihao, and Tianzihao.
Each font size is divided into elementary class, advanced class, and genius class. If you want to enter the advanced class, you need a level-by-level assessment.
There are also quite a few geniuses who joined the Imperial Academy and became students in the advanced class of the local name, after all, they are a minority.
That is to say, the 100 people in the assessment will all enter the training class of the local name. After two years, they will take a grade test according to the requirements of the college. If they fail, they will be eliminated.
By analogy, the same is true for entering the Tianzi class. Obviously, Liu Wuxie can't wait so long. He wants to break through the peak of spiritual purification and even marrow purification within a year, and destroy the Xue family.
At that time, he will leave Dayan Dynasty, see the wider world outside, look for higher level things, and strive to break through the realm.
Only 100 people are recruited each year, and the real elites have long been secretly taken away by Imperial College, such as Xu Lingxue.
These [-] quotas are mainly for those hopeful monks, giving them a chance to advance.
The geniuses in 36 cities have been raided long ago. The 100 people who participate in the assessment every year are not eligible to be invited by the Imperial College, so they can only take the path of assessment.
To put it bluntly, the 100 people assessed should be the group with the lowest qualifications in the academy.
When these people joined the academy, their status was far inferior to those of the geniuses who were recruited internally. From today's assessment, it can be seen that the instructor was just going through the motions, leaving two students in charge of the assessment.
The annual assessment only focuses on 36 cities, but ignores the imperial capital.
The population of the Imperial City is close to [-] million, and there are countless geniuses. They are the ultimate strength of the Imperial Academy.
Liu Wuxie didn't realize these things until he entered the imperial capital. The size of the Imperial College far exceeded his expectations.
With tens of thousands of students, such a huge academy is no less than a big sect.
A black shadow approached the Martial Arts Arena silently, and without a sound, a strange crossbow appeared in his hand. The range and lethality were definitely more than ten times that of the black crossbow in Shi Pojun's hands.
Lying behind a boulder, aiming his crossbow at tent No. [-], a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, if you want to blame, I will blame your bad luck. I offended Senior Brother Xue, so I have no choice but to kill you."
After the young man in black finished speaking, he pressed the crossbow in his hand, and a finger-length arrow flew out.
The strange thing is that this kind of arrow didn't make a sound of piercing through the air. No wonder his assassination technique is top-notch.
