Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 624 Bloody Palm Print
The two forces collided together, and there was an earth-shattering sound.

The gray-white dragon shadow instantly shattered, and Zheng Rui's body also flew backwards, being knocked back tens of meters, smashing several ancient trees before barely stopping.

On his chest, there was a blood-red palm print, which was the injury caused by Yan Hong's palm!
Yan Hong frowned slightly, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Although he didn't use all his strength in the previous palm, the power is definitely not weak. At least a master of the first level will definitely not be able to survive.

But the other party was only sent flying tens of meters away.What's going on?
"Formation? You are actually a formation master?"

Recalling the scene when Zheng Rui mobilized Longying just now, Yan Hong couldn't help being a little moved.Seems like something went wrong.

In the world of martial arts, if the rarest profession is an alchemist, then the second rarest profession is a magician.

The status of both of them is very lofty, far surpassing that of ordinary warriors!
Even in the huge Heavenly Sword Academy, there are only a handful of formation masters, and each formation master is a key talent cultivated by their academy.

And if Zheng Rui is really a formation master, even if he doesn't have a dantian, he will be accepted as the most core disciple and enjoy the most abundant resources.

Coupled with his extraordinary will, the record of breaking through the ten thousand illusory formations and causing the collapse of the Luanxinlin formation, I am afraid that even a figure at the level of the dean can't help but show up in person and want to accept him as a disciple.

But now, he took the initiative to drive him away, and even wanted to beat him to death, forcing him to commit suicide.

If such a thing is known, the consequences will be unimaginable, even if he is a person at the level of the vice president, he cannot bear such consequences!
"The strength is good. This time, I will punish you with a small punishment. I won't make an exception. Kneel down and apologize. This matter is over."

Yan Hong said after being silent for a moment.

"Hehe, sorry? Are you talking to me?" Zheng Rui sneered.

"Don't you still feel dissatisfied?" Yan Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chilling aura rose from him again.

In his opinion, just asking him to kneel down and apologize is already a great gift.

Zheng Rui should be grateful!
Zheng Rui slowly clenched the cold iron giant sword in his hand, his expression became very cold and sharp: "Beasts will never understand human thoughts, want to order me Zheng Rui?"

"You're not qualified enough!"

"Bastard!" Yan Hong looked at Zheng Rui with extremely cold eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

"Zheng Rui, do you think you can run rampant across the entire Heavenly Sword Academy just because you know a little bit of formation? Your vision is too narrow. People like you should be caught by our Heavenly Sword Academy!"

"Don't say that in the eyes of those proud sons of heaven, even in my eyes, you are still just an ant. I can crush you to death with just one finger!"

"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" A purple-red crystal long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword light trembled slightly, and a ray of murderous intent gradually gathered over.

"Alright, then I'll show you my true strength." Zheng Rui's pupils shrank slightly, and he also clenched the battle sword in his hand.

He is not a person who avoids the enemy and does not fight. Since the opponents are coming, he will naturally not back down.

Seeing that the two of them were about to break out into a terrifying battle, at this moment, an old voice came from mid-air: "Stop!"

The next moment, an old Taoist with white beard and hair appeared in front of everyone.

When everyone saw the true face of this old man, they were all startled, and they knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Greetings, Mr. Dean!"

Tianjian Academy has twelve vice presidents, and naturally there are three full presidents.

The old Taoist in white robe who appeared at this time was one of the three principal deans, Mo Heng.

Mo Heng glanced at the tense crowd, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned his gaze to Yan Hong, saying: "Business matters are official matters, private matters are private matters. Yan Hong, you have already been appointed as the deputy dean." It’s been more than ten years, right?”

"Do I need to emphasize this little thing again?" Yan Hong's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Needless to say, you should cultivate with peace of mind in the future. Qingsong will take over all the affairs of the academy!" Mo Heng's voice was very calm, but there was an undeniable aura in it.

Although Yan Hong was very unwilling, he still didn't dare to refute.

After all, the power and cultivation of the dean are much stronger than that of the deputy dean.To put it bluntly, Mo Heng in Tianjian Academy, except for the other two deans and the great dean, almost no one is his opponent!
In Tianjian Academy, what he said is the rule, and he is the authority! Anyone who dares to defy him will be severely punished!
Yan Hong didn't dare to say much, and stepped aside, staring at Zheng Rui who was not far away, as if he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

Mo Heng looked at Zheng Rui, and said: "The college has long had ancestors' precepts, and those who can pass the examination of Chaoxin Forest can become disciples of the college."

"Although I don't know how you passed the examination in the Chaos Heart Forest and caused the entire formation to collapse, but the fighting power you just showed is enough to prove your strength."

"Next, I will make an exception and accept you as a disciple, are you willing?"

Zheng Rui touched his chin and said, "As your disciple, can I enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords?"

Wanjian Tomb is where the Divine Sword of Destiny is stored. After getting the map from Dark Demon, Zheng Rui studied a lot of basic knowledge of Tianjian Academy.

Knowing the basic layout of Tianjian Academy, it is not difficult for him to deduce the true location of the Destiny Sword.

Mo Heng nodded: "Wanjian Tomb is the most core holy place for cultivation in the academy. When ordinary warriors step into this place, they can not only improve their strength, but also experience the sword intent in the sword tomb."

"Those with profound talents can even comprehend the sword intent from the sword mound!"

"Originally, this kind of holy land of cultivation was only open to very few disciples, but if you become a disciple of this seat, this seat will naturally recommend you to practice in Wanjian Tomb."

"Okay, if that's the case, then I agree."

"Very well, the apprentice acceptance ceremony will start in three days. Now, I will make an exception and do a comprehensive test for you, and it will be my meeting gift for you."

After finishing speaking, Mo Heng walked up to Zheng Rui and put a hand on his shoulder.The moment Mo Heng's big hand rested on Zheng Rui's shoulder, a surge of vigorous qi flowed into Zheng Rui's meridians.

As if sensing the intrusion of external energy, Zheng Rui's original dragon-shaped dantian turned into nothingness and disappeared.

Not only that, but the majestic power of Qi and blood flowing in Zheng Rui's blood has also gradually peeled off and turned into ordinary blood that can be seen normally.

"Mortal body?" For the first time, Mo Heng showed a look of astonishment on his face.

As soon as this remark came out, not to mention Mo Heng himself, even everyone on the field showed a look of astonishment.

If there is no dantian, he can barely accept it. After all, he is a physical cultivator, and he can still practice without dantian, but it is a little more difficult.

But the fate and physique are average, so how to cultivate?
(End of this chapter)