Chapter 1639, top

Zhou Yan was thin, yellow and thin, his body was frail, his clothes were torn, and he was carrying a sword box on his back, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Who are you? Why stop me?" Zhou Yan frowned and asked.

Zhou Guoxue Palace is the top study place in the entire kingdom. Except for the monarch and the royal family, no one is allowed to enter the school privately, even the princes of Zhou are no exception!

"Humph!"

The white-robed youth glanced contemptuously at Zhou Yan, and said arrogantly: "This young master is the prince of Zhou, title, Zhou Yan, you mere commoner, how dare you put on airs in front of this prince? Hurry up and back away! "

"So you are Zhou Yan, you are really arrogant." Zhou Yan sneered: "But, what are you? Why stop me from entering the palace?"

Zhou Yan's personality has always been low-key, but he is by no means a soft persimmon, let alone a good-for-nothing who accepts everything.

At this moment, he made no secret of his disgust and hatred, and scolded Zhou Yan unceremoniously.

"What did you say?" Zhou Yan's attitude suddenly made Zhou Yan furious, his eyes were extremely cold: "You bastard, how dare you insult me? Do you want to die?"

"Insulting you?"

Zhou Yan snorted coldly, his eyes became colder, and his voice said indifferently: "Zhou Yan! All this is just because of your vanity! Everyone here knows that you are the evil seed of my parents, you His concubine mother is a lowly whore, and she is dead!"

Zhou Yan's eyes were cold, looking at Zhou Yan, there was a hint of contempt faintly shining.

These years, Zhou Yan has been growing up in the countryside. He has not studied for a few years, so he naturally has no literary talent and self-cultivation. In terms of words, he is far inferior to these aristocratic sons and daughters.

However, Zhou Yan is not a fool.

Although he didn't know Zhou Yan's identity, just based on the few words just now, he could deduce that this person should be the heir of a certain prince in the Zhou Kingdom, and his status was not low, otherwise, it would be impossible to have The token of the school, not to mention participating in the assessment and worshiping the Tianhuangzong.

"Asshole!"

Hearing Zhou Yan's sarcasm, Zhou Yan was completely furious, clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eyes were full of strong killing intent.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the air exploded, and the vitality fluctuated like a storm, sweeping from Zhou Yan's body, as vast as an abyss and as majestic as a mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Yan seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast that chose to eat people, exuding a sharp and sharp aura from his whole body, making people daunting.

"Nine-star body training martial artist!"

"This kid, has already broken through to a nine-star body training martial artist?"

Seeing this, the passersby around were amazed and stared at Zhou Yan with envy and jealousy.

Nine-star body training martial artist, this level of strength, can be regarded as the top one in the city of Nanling County.

As long as it doesn't die young, it will definitely become a super existence to suppress one side in the future.

Moreover, within Nanling County City, a nine-star body training martial artist is just an ordinary position. In Tianqiong Academy, he is not even worthy of student qualifications!

"Hmph, why dare you challenge me?"

Seeing Zhou Yan's cultivation, Zhou Yan was also taken aback. However, he snorted again, and said in a serious tone: "But you are still just an ant!"

"I want to see it today, who dares to stop me!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yan suddenly stretched out his right arm and grabbed the guard next to him.

"唰~"

The guard reacted quickly, and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and placed it horizontally in front of him. The sword shrank and shattered Zhou Yan's palm.

"Pa-ta." Zhou Yan's wrist was cut with scars, dripping with blood.

"Hiss..." Zhou Yan gasped.

He felt that his fingers were almost cut off, and the pain was unbearable.

"Hmph!" The guard snorted coldly, took out the chain again, and prepared to tie Zhou Yan up again.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, another guard rushed over and stood in front of Zhou Yan, staring at the guard coldly.

"Go away!"

The guard snorted coldly, his eyes sparkling with coldness.

"Hmph, today I want to see who is going away!" The guard also drew his long sword and started fighting with the guard.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them fought together in an instant, the sword light was surging, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal. Every move and style contained terrifying power, which was shocking!

All of a sudden, the passers-by around him retreated one after another, not daring to get any closer.

"This is the captain of Zhou Guo's guard, Chen Ming."

"He is the pinnacle of an eighth-rank warrior, and he is only a thin line away from a martial arts master. It is said that he has cultivated his swordsmanship to the level of Dzogchen, and once defeated a fifth-rank warrior..."

Many people whispered and looked at the two fighting in the field in awe.

The battle between the two was so intense that it was like two thunderclouds colliding together, electric currents splashed and sparks flew.

If it were an ordinary person, he would already be trembling with fright.

"Huh? What's your name?"

At this moment, Zhou Yan turned his head to look at the young man behind him with puzzled eyes.

"Qin Yang." Qin Yang said indifferently, without the slightest fear because Zhou Yan's cultivation was higher than him.

On the contrary, Qin Yang admired this Zhou Yan quite a lot.

Because Zhou Yan was tall and strong, full of majestic brute force, hitting him with a punch was like hitting an egg with a hammer, and his strength was unparalleled.

With such a physique, if one practices body forging exercises, one will get twice the result with half the effort, and it is even not impossible to break through to Seven Star Body Forging Martial Artist in one fell swoop.

It's just that the strength of the Forged Martial Artist is too weak to be of any use at all.

"Qin Yang?"

Zhou Yan was slightly startled, and then suddenly realized.

Isn't this the Qin Yang in Zhou Yan's memory?

Zhou Yan was abandoned in a remote village since he was a child, and grew up alone. He was taken in by his father until he was six years old.

In Zhou Yan's impression, Zhou Yan's father seems to be called Zhou Yan, which fits well with the boy in front of him.

However, the young man in front of him was even more handsome and noble than Zhou Yan remembered, and he looked like a handsome young man, which gave Zhou Yan a strong sense of familiarity and strangeness.

"What a coincidence, my surname is also Qin." Zhou Yan smiled and patted Qin Yang on the shoulder: "We both have the surname Qin anyway!"

"Yes." Qin Yang smiled lightly, but his eyes fell on the guard: "I don't know what your name is?"

"Hmph, my name is Qin Lin." Qin Lin frowned, with a gloomy tone, and said coldly: "I advise you to be more honest, you only have the fourth level of Body Tempering cultivation, and it is impossible to be my opponent. Talk too much, believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue?"

There was a strong sense of threat in Qin Lin's words.

Hearing this, everyone sweated for Qin Yang.

After all, Zhou Yan is the son of the county king, and this Qin Lin is just a bodyguard. If Zhou Yan is really annoyed, it may lead to a tragedy.