Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Han Yi, a disciple of Jiuqu Academy, has successfully challenged Meng Ren, a disciple of Mingfeng Academy. Fellow disciples of Mingfeng Academy, are there any who want to challenge on stage? Please give me your guidance."

The voice echoed slowly.

There was silence all around.

Not only were the disciples of Mingfeng Academy a little stunned, but even the disciples of Jiuqu Academy where Han Yi was, were all dumbfounded.

How could this disciple who was usually the most inconspicuous, the most low-key in dealing with people, not good at socializing, and not very memorable...

Isn't his only achievement defeating the casual martial artist, the mad lion Lin Zhenwei?

It is said that it was just because of good luck, now it seems...

Everyone was silent and suddenly quiet.

Zhong Han opened her cherry mouth slightly, forced her eyes to close, and concentrated her mind, and then she recovered from the shock.

Or rather, she was the person who knew Han Yi best in the entire Jiuqu Academy, and Han Yi left a deep impression on her, so she could react quickly.

She looked at Han Yi on the stage, tall and strong, with deep and energetic eyes, and a steady and calm aura, like a heavy mountain.

What kind of person is he...

Zhong Han's beautiful eyes were shining, and she was curious about Han Yi.

"Xiao Meng!"

In the middle of the hall, Zhang Ruoning was smiling, but when she saw the situation clearly, her face changed drastically, breaking the silence in the room, and quickly came to Meng Ren to check his physical condition.

It's okay.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but she was seriously injured and fainted, but she was not dead yet.

"Senior Sister Yunxiu, you are still like before, always like to hide a hand!" She looked up at Zhong Yunxiu, a little angry.

Obviously, Han Yi was considered by her to be a secret disciple cultivated by Zhong Yunxiu in secret, just to attack her at this time.

"This time, we Mingfeng Academy lose...Next time, you wait!" She said a harsh word, called the disciples of Mingfeng Academy, and quickly left.

After all, it was meaningless to continue the competition.

There is no difference between Jiuquyuan and Mingfengyuan in terms of elite disciples.

The final result depends on the results of the competition between the disciples below the sixth level of true skills in the outfield.

But Meng Ren is already the strongest outfield disciple of Mingfengyuan.

His loss to Han Yi means that the remaining results are no longer suspenseful.

None of the other disciples of Mingfengyuan can be Han Yi's opponent.

After all the disciples of Mingfengyuan left, the people of Jiuquyuan woke up from their dreams, and the voices gradually became noisy, like boiling hot oil.

The head of the academy, Zhong Yunxiu, was a little surprised, surprised, and suspicious, and did not respond to Zhang Ruoning at all.

Between her surprise and joy, she felt that her heart was like a roller coaster, experiencing ups and downs.

"Xiaoyi..." She took a step forward and was about to speak, but suddenly she felt a little black in front of her eyes, and she quickly sat down on the chair again.

"Jiuquyuan, my daughter... is fine..."

She knew that this was because of her excessive excitement, the blood and qi were running too fast, causing physical discomfort.

Zhong Yunxiu closed her eyes, controlled her emotions, and soon calmed down. In her mind, she kept recalling the scene that had just happened.

Han Yi's punch, the sudden increase in momentum, the swollen arms, and the terrifying strange power.

He was even able to take the initiative and crush Meng Ren, who had been accumulating strength for a long time...

Although his strength was indeed the third level of real skills. But the speed, strength, and explosion of his body... It was more like he was born with it, or it was because of the physical talent stimulated by the practice of real skills.

She thought of the previous chat with Zhong Han. Zhong Han believed that Han Yi could practice the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm so quickly, probably because of his special physique, which was extremely suitable for real skills practice.

Just like Meng Ren, Han Yi may also have some special physique.

The qualifications of a warrior are determined by many factors.

Root bones, innate blood, comprehension, physical explosiveness, etc., and in addition to these, there is also the concept of physique.

Common ones, such as someone who is strong, powerful, extremely violent, and has thick joints on both palms, are extremely suitable for grasping heavy objects. This means that this person is suitable for practicing heavy weapons and should join the government army to kill enemies on the battlefield. This is the so-called natural killer.

Similarly, there are also Ruyi Fist Palm Spirit Body, Jingtie Bone Body, Xiantian Dahui Saint Body and so on, countless and diverse.

It is precisely because of this that Zhong Yunxiu suddenly remembered this matter.

Perhaps, it is because Han Yi has a special physique, or even a precious body that is particularly compatible with the practice of the True Art Hanyin Nine-Bend Palm... that he can perform like this.

"It seems that I used to treat Xiao Yi too carelessly..." She was secretly a little annoyed and decided that no matter what, she must personally check Han Yi next time.

Even if it will hurt his self-esteem, she must try her best to make up for his foundation, which is also a part of her master's heart.

"Brother Han is awesome!"

In the increasingly noisy group of Jiuquyuan disciples, someone suddenly shouted.

Many disciples were stunned at first, then shouted and cheered.

The whole hall was filled with noise and chaos.

Mingfengyuan took the initiative to admit defeat, and Jiuquyuan won.

The Jiuquyuan's ranking naturally moved up a level, getting rid of the last position.

This also means that Jiuquyuan will be allocated more resources, and all disciples will benefit.

"Hmph, making loud noises at the boxing scene, how can it be disgraceful!"

Suddenly, a cold and gloomy voice sounded, the voice was not loud, but it quickly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked up.

I saw that the deputy owner Fang He stood up at some point, and his face looked a little bad.

Yes, the cooked duck flew away, and everyone would be in a bad mood.

"What? Master Fang has an opinion? When did it rule that you can't celebrate after winning?" Zhong Yunxiu quickly stood up and confronted him bluntly.

"......."

Fang He's eyes were sinister, and he didn't speak for a long time.

He was silent, his face was gloomy, and his eyes swept over the disciples of Jiuquyuan, and he focused on Han Yi for an extra breath.

Finally, he looked at Zhong Yunxiu and said, "Master Zhong, good tricks!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Obviously, like Zhang Ruoning, he also regarded Han Yi as a disciple secretly cultivated by Zhong Yunxiu. As for Yang Wei, Fang Chengqi and others, they were just smoke bombs released by Zhong Yunxiu.

"Yunxiu, you did a good job." Guan Chan smiled and patted Zhong Yunxiu's shoulder, and also left.