Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

"Han Yunzhou."

Zhenqing's voice was as gentle as water, and there was no warmth in his eyes. "General Han, we are here to cooperate. If the Empire cannot treat us with courtesy, then forget it."

"Your Highness, please do as you please." Han Yunzhou chuckled, "He is just an insignificant person."

Zhenqing gave him an appreciative look, then looked up at the man in front of him who was imprisoned by him. The originally golden rune on his forehead turned into a gradient of black and gold. This was one of the powers of the law - the annihilation of all things.

The sun was covered by clouds, and the whole sky looked dark and suffocating.

As the space twisted, the man gradually turned into ashes and disappeared on the spot. Everyone swallowed, and the young man glanced at the other people present with cold eyes, watching their expressions change from horror, shock, fear, and dread to confusion and doubt.

This man disappeared from the minds of all of them. The most terrifying thing about the power of law is that it can silently replace the vacant position with the destroyed things. This man will disappear in this world and in reincarnation, and the position that belongs to him, Director Li, will be replaced by other people according to the rules.

The Li family no longer has a second son. They continue to act according to a fixed trajectory, and everything is rewritten.

Except for Zhenqing and Qiu Bieyi, no one else will know what has just happened. The reasons have been fixed and all of them will just proceed normally based on these so-called reasons.

(There is no normal logic, Qingmei just forced it back.)

This kind of rewriting comes with a price, but Zhenqing doesn't have to pay it, because Zhenqing is not within the rules.

At most he is a little weak now, and he will be fine after resting for a while.

(Aside: Isn’t this a bit too big?)

(Qingmei: Who cares? Just have fun.)

(Narrator: That makes sense.)

Qiu Bieyi hugged Zhenqing's waist and looked at Shuyan gently, "Principal, General Han, what do you think of Ayuan's proposal?"

Shuyan, Han Yunzhou and the others felt themselves in a trance for a moment, but the man's mind automatically recalled what Shuyan had told him, Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan's proposal also appeared on the projection screen. The man asked the people in the meeting room, "What do you think?"

It was passed unanimously. In fact, they seemed to know how strong this group of people were. Now that Zhenqing and the others took the initiative to propose a competition, that was even better. Han Yunzhou glanced at them, and a flash of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhenqing again, his expression gentle, "Of course no problem, then let's discuss the specific details of the exchange?"

Gu Yuan stepped forward and said, "It's very simple, one-on-one. You can pick eight people from the eighth or seventh level to compete with us. However, I suggest that you pick two people from the ninth level. Ayi and Aqing are too powerful. I'm afraid that you eighth-level people won't be able to handle it."

No, how did Gu Huai teach his children? He is so crazy. I have never seen such an ignorant person.

Han Yunzhou thought of Gu Huai's look at the sky, and immediately wanted to run to the black market to invite this guy out and beat him up. He remembered Gu Huai's previous evaluation of Gu Yuan: well-behaved, opinionated, and steady. You bastard, is your filter eight hundred times thicker?

Shuyan looked at the sky in confusion. Why did it suddenly get dark? I remember the sun was shining brightly today. The woman had a feeling that something was wrong. She picked up her bracelet and looked at the weather forecast. Eh? Is it going to rain tonight?

Tamri noticed that Shuyan was distracted, "Principal, what's wrong?"

Shuyan shook her head. "It's okay. I was just dazed for a moment."

“Really?” Tamri scratched his head. “No.”

Shuyan smiled and said, "That must be my illusion."

Qiu Bieyi glanced at the two of them calmly, lowered his eyes and held Zhenqing's hand tightly.

Si Yan and the others were at the end of the team. They were frantically sending messages in the group. Gu Yuanzhen, Qingqiu, and Bieyi, who had no time to check the messages, were feeling pain in their wrists due to the vibrating wristbands.

[Yalai]: No, are you sure? That's level eight, a whole level higher than you!

[Wen Sheng]: It’s okay, just level eight.

Si Yan and others:?

[Li Xiao]: Brother Gu Yuan has always been so...

[Wei Yang]: It has always been like this, you’ll get used to it.

[Yu You]: The eighth-level academy members are basically teachers...

[Lan Yun]: In the past, Ayang and his friends all trained against Shenchuang.

Si Yan and others: !!!

[Mu Yao]: Among us, A Yuan and A Yun are relatively weak, but all of their skills are usable at level eight.

Si Yan and others: We are garbage.

[Spiritual Interpretation]: We have three psychic ability users here. Do you have so many at the eighth and seventh levels?

[Spiritual Interpretation]: I don’t mean anything else, I’m just curious.

Si Yan and others:.........

[Si Yan]: Yes, there are, but there are only four of the eighth level.

[Jiang Ye]: Count A Yan in as one of them. With the blessing from His Highness yesterday, he broke through to the eighth level.

Wei Yang and the others didn't react much, they just sighed, "Brother, you're awesome!"

If you really count the number of people with psychic abilities in the entire Qinghe, there are pitifully few. There are at most fifteen at the seventh level, not to mention the eighth level, at most ten.

【Wen Sheng】: Awesome bro!

[Spiritual Interpretation]: Let’s discuss it some other time.

[Si Yan]: Okay.

The group was chatting animatedly, and Gu Yuan had already discussed everything with them.

There are eight competitions in total. As long as Zhenqing and his team lose more than three games, they will be arranged to return to school and attend classes normally. Winning is not important. A draw will also be considered a win for Zhenqing and his team, because they are challenging someone who is one level higher than them.

Qiu Bieyi suddenly said, "General Han, come over too. I want to try it with you."

Han Yunzhou was completely stunned. What did he hear?

Everyone: "?"

So this guy is the craziest here.

Han Yunzhou is the only one in the entire empire who should be able to fight Zhai Yan on equal terms. Zhai Yan's superpower is the five elements. In fact, it's not just elements. Her superpower is elements. Except for the dark element, she can use and control all other elements.

Han Yunzhou and Zhai Yan have the same supernatural power, both of which are of golden attribute. The two are equally powerful, one is the leader of the entire empire, and the other is the general admiral in charge of seven military regions.

So far, no one has seen these two people giving their all. Both of them have strength beyond the ninth level.

Qiu Bieyi played with Zhenqing's hand, and carefully went through his past and present lives in his mind. He said calmly, "I want to make a bet with you alone. The winner asks the loser a question, and the other party tells the truth unconditionally. How about it?"

Han Yunzhou's expression was as gentle as ever. Zhenqing and the others had already noticed that this man treated Qiu Bieyi differently.

He seemed to... always have his eyes on Qiu Bieyi, and his expression was always complicated when he looked at Qiu Bieyi. What Zhenqing saw was the care and love of an elder for the younger.

He knew why Qiu Bieyi did this. Zhenqing actually had a guess in his mind a long time ago, but he needed confirmation from himself.

After a long time, Han Yunzhou lowered his head and chuckled, then raised his eyes and looked at Qiu Bieyi, "I promise you, I will come over in half an hour."

"it is good."

Everyone moved to the arena. The arena here was similar to Qinghe's, with its own protective barrier, but Zhenqing used his divine power to add an extra layer just to be on the safe side.

Shuyan contacted several eighth-level psychics in the military and the school. Most of the ninth-level psychics were in the front-line military areas. After much discussion, they finally decided to invite Jiang Yao, Jiang Ye's father, who was second only to Han Yunzhou.

Jiang Yao and Han Yunzhou arrived at the same time.

Han Yunzhou led Jiang Yao and the others to Zhenqing and the others. After bowing to Zhenqing, Jiang Yao extended his hand to Zhenqing and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhenqing shook his hand back and smiled gently, "It's just a small favor. I hope General Jiang will do his best."

"Of course." Jiang Yao knew that this was the most basic respect.

Han Yunzhou was the referee.

Shuyan clapped her hands. “So, who of you will start first?”

Lan Yun jumped to Zhen Qing's side and raised her hand, "Me? After all, I'm just a delicate researcher."

Everyone: "......"

The boy smiled sweetly, "Who of you can fight me?"

The woman standing next to Jiang Yao glanced at Han Yunzhou and stepped forward, "I'll do it."

The woman's name is Han Wenya, she is Han Yunzhou's cousin. Her special ability is the golden wind attribute. She is relatively strong in the military logistics team, but also relatively weak among this group of people. It is just right for her to be matched up with Lan Yun.

"Hello." Han Wenya smiled at Lan Yun. The little cake in front of her was so cute, but she would not look down on this child. Han Yunzhou told her that this child was Shen Yan's only apprentice.

Who in the world doesn’t know Shen Yan?

"Hello!" Lan Yun nodded at her. Just as she was about to go on stage, she was stopped by Mu Yao. "Ayao?"

"Safety is the most important thing." Mu Yao reminded, then hesitated for two seconds, "Stop it, friendship first, competition second."

Lan Yun kissed Mu Yao on the cheek and pointed to the sky, "Don't worry, the sun seems to be coming out soon."

Everyone: “We are worried!”

Lan Yun was always ruthless when he attacked, and they were a little afraid that he would cripple Han Yunya.

Zhenqing touched the boy's head and said, "Just give it your all. Winning or losing is not important."

"Okay." Lan Yun listened obediently to Gu Yuan and the others' instructions, then looked at Han Wenya, "Let's go."

Both sides stepped onto the stage and announced their names to each other.

"Lan Yun, seventh-order perfect golden wood attribute."

"Han Wenya, middle stage eighth level, golden wind attribute."

The moment the words fell, before anyone could react, countless thorns rose from the ground on the entire stage, and the emerald green thorns swept towards Han Wenya.

Han Yunya's pupils trembled. He was not affected by the eighth-level pressure!

The woman reacted immediately and dodged off the ground, but these thorns were living creatures. They locked onto Han Wenya and kept attacking the woman. The sword in the woman's hand left afterimages. The wind blade cut off the thorns, but there were still endless thorns rising from the ground. She suppressed the shock in her heart and calmly used physical skills.

Si Yan and others outside the field were shocked and speechless. This is Jing Ji Wanli, and he used a big move right away? ? ?

The young man had a cold expression, his short red hair fluttering in the wind. While dodging the woman's wind blade, he conjured up a wooden bow in his hand. The bow was dark brown in color, emitting metallic patterns, and even dotted with flowers and plants.

The rich scent of plants and trees wafted in the air, refreshing the nose. As the sharp wooden arrow was gradually put on the bowstring, countless arrows began to appear around Lan Yun. He jumped up to dodge the four wind blades and a small tornado coming towards him, and shot the fully drawn bow straight at Han Yunya.

Thousands of swords were fired at the same time, and the wooden arrows perfectly counteracted the wind blades all around.

Lan Yun's arrow was shot at an extremely fast speed. Han Yunya pulled back to avoid the sword that was shot straight at her. The woman's skin was scratched by the arrow and a clump of her hair was shot off.

The woman's sword shone with light, completely neutralizing Lan Yun's Ten Thousand Miles of Thorns, and the two of them landed on the ground again.

The boy pursed his lips, looking a little unhappy, "Ah...didn't you cum?"

This sister has such beautiful eyes.

From a certain perspective, Lan Yun is the scariest among them. His white surface turns all black when cut open. This child has been slow in terms of emotions since childhood, and he always kills people when fighting.

Han Yunya finally got the chance to fight Lan Yun in close combat, but the young man was like a loach, with ghostly steps, and could not be hurt at all. She quickly distanced herself from him and shot two more arrows.

The woman released her superpowers, an eighth-level superpower skill, a tornado.

"Little boy, admit defeat."

After reaching the eighth level, those with wind attribute can use eight tornadoes. A tornado is formed by countless wind blades and has incredible destructive power, which can tear a person into pieces.

What's more, the tornadoes of the Han family's physical skills were added. The Han family's physical skills could double one's own supernatural powers. These eight tornadoes are three times the normal ones.

Eight giant tornadoes flew towards Lan Yun, but the young man stood there calmly, tilted his head and suddenly smiled at her.

Han Yunya keenly sensed something. Why did she have a bad feeling?

The woman clenched the sword in her hand and stared straight at Lan Yun.

How could the only attribute of wood be thorns?

He is not only Shen Yan's apprentice, he is also the eldest son of the Lan family. Isn't it a coincidence that the Lan family has a physical skill that can control attribute abilities - light condensation.

The Lan family has been dominated by the wood attribute for generations, and there are very few people who do not have wood attribute abilities. Their physical skills are basically related to the wood attribute.

So it’s almost always either wood-attribute treatment or wood-attribute ability.

Since the wood attribute is a relatively gentle attribute in the early stage and does not have strong offensive capabilities, they created this physical technique targeting the wood attribute to use for self-protection and to enhance their own strength.

The wood attribute is the only attribute among all attributes, except its own light attribute, that can resonate with light, that is, resonate with sunlight.

The physical technique of "Light Condensation" can help practitioners utilize some of the power of light. As long as there is sunlight, the light and wood attributes can be integrated.

The formation of a supernatural tornado requires a core for support, so there is a core point at the eye of the tornado. Breaking that core can break up the tornado.

The offensiveness of the wood attribute is not that strong, so it will be at a disadvantage when facing an eighth-order tornado with extremely destructive power.

When the light attributes condense and become a entity, they can become the greatest killing weapon or barrier!

So when Lan Yun uses some of the power of light and integrates it into his own supernatural powers, the destructive power can be comparable to that of a tornado. At the same time, the strength of the thorns can break through the surface of the tornado and go straight through the center!

Lan Yun, who has been practicing in the Eye of Heaven for a month, has already surpassed ordinary people in terms of physical strength, which cannot be estimated in ordinary ways.

The weather gradually cleared up, and the sun shone down, falling on the boy's red hair, making him look delicate and handsome.

"Sister, you are unlucky." The boy smiled sweetly and cutely, and said cheerfully, "My physical skills can just tear apart your tornado."

"Look, the weather is very good today, the sun is out!"