I heard that I can become Emperor Wu after I turn 100

boom!
Spirit power and fist wind collided in the air and made a violent sound.

The two forces strangled together and gradually disappeared.

Chu Yang withdrew his fist calmly and looked at the man with glasses at the door.

He is the one who made the move.

The face of the man with glasses was full of anger and killing intent, obviously aimed at Chu Yang.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhao Hanhu stood in front of Chu Yang, and the man with beautiful eyes and glasses asked angrily.

"Zhao Han, why are you walking with this man?"

"What does it matter to you? You are a teacher, not my mother."

Chu Yang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly understood the reason why he was targeted.

Human: Zhou Ping

Rank: Warrior

Talent: seventh-rank cultivation talent, seventh-rank comprehension talent, eighth-rank swordsmanship talent

The system collects the information of the person in front of him into Chu Yang's brain.

Zhou Ping, Zhao Han's college counselor, is proficient in knife skills. He is about 30 years old and has always admired his student Zhao Han.

now.

Then I saw Zhao Han walking on the streets of the campus holding an older guy than him.

Sensitive emotional nerves exploded in an instant!

Facing the glaring Zhou Ping, Zhao Han didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Why is this man here?"

Chu Yang was a head taller than Zhao Han, and leaned slightly to ask in Zhao Han's ear.

That intimate move made the students who came to the school gasp when they heard the sound.

Zhou Ping's face was ashen, with murderous intent.

"It's just a teacher who came in through family connections. He's not very capable, but he always pesters me. It's so annoying."

"Oh, let's go in then."

"it is good."

The two ignored Zhou Ping directly and were about to enter the academy.

"Wait a minute, he's not from the academy, so he can't come in casually."

Zhou Ping blocked Chu Yang's way.

"Zhou Ping, I think you are the teacher's face so I don't care about you. Why do you dare to stop him if he is mine?" Zhao Han said angrily.

"Zhao Han, I'm doing it for your own good. It's always wrong to bring people who don't know why into the academy."

"Hmph, he is my fiancé, and he participated in the academy trials for me. Is this qualified enough to enter the academy?"

"What!? Fiance?"

Zhou Ping and the surrounding students were all shocked.

This Zhao Han actually found such a bad old man as his fiancé!
hateful!

envy!

In an instant, a thick sour smell enveloped the surroundings.

As for Zhou Ping, his mind went blank. He shook his head with an unbelievable expression on his face: "He is your fiancé. And you still gave up your quota to this guy?"

"Keep your mouth clean, the quota is mine and I can do whatever I want."

"Let's go, ignore him."

Zhao Han hugged Chu Yang's arm tightly, and this action made many men feel a spiritual shock again.

Seeing is believing, a school belle is really being slapped by a pig...

"Give the spot to such a guy who likes old cows to eat young grass, heh, and hide behind women."

Zhou Ping smiled coldly.

That contempt made Chu Yang, who was passing by, stop in his tracks.

Everyone seemed to mock them when they were struggling with low-quality talents but could only hover in the rank of low-level warriors.

Chu Yang let out a sigh of relief: "Little girl, if you beat the teacher in your college, your college doesn't care?"

Chu Yang's voice was not too loud, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

This outsider, is he going to attack Mr. Zhou?

"Take care, the academy will definitely take care of it."

"Then what if it's outside the gate of the academy?"

The corners of Zhao Han's mouth rose, revealing a knowing smile.

"in spite of."

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as Zhao Han finished speaking, a burst of spiritual energy rushed out centered on Chu Yang's feet, making a loud noise shaking the air.

Chu Yang turned around, clenched his fist with his right hand to stir the surrounding spiritual energy, and swung it straight at Zhou Ping's face.

This ferocious scene made Zhou Ping change his face unexpectedly.

The fluctuation of spiritual power made Zhou Ping realize that Chu Yang was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

His thoughts turned quickly, Zhou Ping gritted his teeth tightly and raised his hands to protect his face, and endured Chu Yang's punch abruptly.

Spiritual power was added to this punch, and the force of thousands of catties forced Zhou Ping's whole body to back up.

The arms facing the impact were also red and trembling.

"You bastard, how dare you hit me? You are provoking Shengtang Academy!"

Forced to retreat by Chu Yang's punch, Zhou Ping suddenly became angry from embarrassment when he saw the expressions of the students watching.

Followed.

"Absorb the talent of eighth-rank swordsmanship!"

Chu Yang smiled slightly, and pointed at Zhou Ping's feet: "Who said I provoked Shengtang Academy?"

"Aren't you standing outside the door?"

"what?"

Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and realized that he was forced by Chu Yang to the outside of the academy gate.

This one step away is Chu Yang's real chance to do something!
"Eight exercises!"

Chu Yang's body moved with his heart, and he used the eight forging exercises to guide the spiritual power like a vast ocean to gather in his hands again.

The first punch was just a trap, and now this punch was what Chu Yang wanted Zhou Ping to experience.

"Impossible, how can I be defeated by a guy like you with the strength of a mere high-level warrior!"

Zhou Ping screamed strangely to run his kung fu, and also urged his spiritual power to block Chu Yang's punch.

However, Zhou Ping's spiritual barrier was completely shattered the next moment.

With the increase of the eight forging skills, Chu Yangquan is extremely heavy.

The wind of the fist shattered Zhou Ping's barrier, and then the fist gradually became bigger and bigger in his sight.

"Crack!"

I don't know if it was the shattering of glasses or the crisp sound of shattering teeth, Zhou Ping's body turned into a black shadow and shot backwards.

Finally, it crashed heavily into a wall.

Under the collapsed wall, buried Zhou Ping, whose life and death were uncertain.

At the gate, Chu Yang clapped his hands.

That way, it was as simple as killing a mosquito when he defeated Zhou Ping, a low-level martial artist.

Of course, Chu Yang did not forget to absorb Zhou Ping's talent.

Regardless of the students around him whose jaws were dislocated, Chu Yang looked at Zhao Han.

"Trouble solved, now we can go in."

"If you put in a little more effort, you can finish him off completely."

"I'm here to compete, not to cause trouble."

"I think you've already provoked me." Zhao Han muttered regretfully.

The two walked into the college.

This time, even the security guards did not stop him.

Just kidding, who dares to stop the person brought by Zhao Han, the genius school belle?

What's more, it's so mighty...

"My God, the pigs are not domesticated pigs. Isn't this man too powerful?"

"By the way, who are you going to dig out Mr. Zhou and send him to the hospital?"

"Whoever loves to go, labor and management are going to watch the trials, this is a fierce one, you can't miss it, you can't miss it."

"exactly."

The entrance of the school gate made Shengtang's students more interested in Chu Yang.

How powerful is the man who makes the school belle willing to give up his spot.

With this in mind, the students gathered at the school gate rushed towards the academy stadium where the trials were held.

A certain teacher who was buried under the cement ruins was completely forgotten by the students...