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Chapter 621 Give me a face?

The members of the discipline enforcement team were startled suddenly, thinking that it really was King Qiu Yan, there was no reason at all.

That kid is also a wonderful person. At first, everyone thought he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Later, seeing that he called the instructor every time, everyone thought he was trying to play privileges here.

Looking at it now, this is clearly a bumpkin who doesn't understand anything.

No wonder it can match the shape of these rotten pants and torn rubber shoes.

"Qiu Yi, he is my student!"

Wu Xin's complexion became unusually cold, and there was an explosion in the air, and his arm was thrown out at an extremely fast speed to stop Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi saw it, but didn't take it seriously.

Snapped!

A loud bang.

The four patrol members of the disciplinary team felt their eardrums swell, and they saw that the two of them were breaking apart with the touch of their arms.

Wu Xin took a step back and stood still, Qiu Yi...

Do not move!

Wu Xin didn't think about why he couldn't even stop Qiu Yi's palm, or he had already expected it in his heart.

When he was retreating, he turned around and kicked up the vacuum and smashed down.

The speed is fast and the strength is strong, as if a hurricane is blowing up on the ground.

The hair of the people around was suddenly blown up by the strong air current, and they all looked at Wu Xin who had struck fiercely, leaving behind an afterimage in surprise.

No one expected that this bookish-looking guy could make such a sharp attack.

Originally, Qiu Yi didn't plan to waste it by blocking with her outstretched right arm.

But when he saw the sunken and cracked ground around Wu Xin's soles, he finally frowned, and the right arm that was about to buckle towards Yan Shang suddenly folded and turned around to block it.

boom!

The air wave dissipated.

The four people around raised their arms to block their faces at the same time, even though the speed was already very fast, they were still pushed out by the aftermath for more than three meters.

Yan Shang let out a muffled snort, and pressed his heels against the wall, resisting the complete aftermath, and raised his head with ferocious eyes. ...

In order to increase the strength of this kick, Wu Xin poured all the strength accumulated in her left leg into her right foot as her body jumped up.

But because he lost his support point, he was directly knocked back two meters.

Qiu Yi's body swayed, but she still didn't retreat.

His indifferent eyes moved to Wu Xin, and he said lightly, "It's at the eighth level of mine two years ago."

How conceited!

When the members of the discipline enforcement team heard this, not only did they not think it was arrogant, but they felt even more in awe of the unpredictable Team Leader Qiu.

The clay figurine was still angry, Wu Xin stared at Qiu Yi, "You didn't investigate the matter clearly, so you just do it right away?"

"It's very clear." Qiu Yi replied coldly: "The two sides fought, and one side beat the other side to serious injuries. I will bring the brawler back."

"Wu Xin, since you are incompetent as a counselor, then I will waste some time when I come back this time to discipline you."

After Qiu Yi finished speaking, she stopped looking at Wu Xin, and instead looked straight at Yan Shang, with a sarcasm on her lips.

"Very well, your eyes are very similar to those wandering blue wolves in the wasteland, but unfortunately those eyes will turn into pleading in the end."

After she finished speaking, Qiu Yi wore the long black clothes without wind, and her black hair swayed in the steaming air.

A powerful aura far surpassing that before floated up from his body.

Wu Xin actually felt a tightness in his chest, and Qiu Yi's body was like a hill getting thicker and thicker in his eyes.

He clenched his fist behind his back.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yi hadn't just been promoted to 8-star.

This is probably the eight-star Gale level with the same breath as Zhao Zheng, the chief examiner who was specially recruited by the reserve team in the battle sequence that day!

two years...

Reminiscent of the time Qiu Yi mentioned, could it be that Qiu Yi has been practicing in the 8-star realm for two full years?

Then this strength has not only completely surpassed himself, but even surpassed that "ignorant" guy Cheng Zicheng!

"fur……"

As soon as Wu Xin opened his mouth, he saw a fist magnified infinitely in his field of vision, and he raised his arm to block it.

boom!

With a loud noise, the black shadow flew upside down.

This time, Wu Xin was thrown back five meters!

His feet plowed two deep black marks on the floor.

On the other hand, Qiu Yi, that powerful and heavy blow just now seemed like a casual punch to him. He raised his eyelids unhurriedly, and people noticed that there was a white mist like water vapor emerging from the front of the fist.

"I'm not interested in listening to your chant."

After saying that, Qiu Yi looked at Yan Shang, whose eyes became more and more fierce, and even made a low-pitched animal roar from his throat.

"Freshman, it's a pity that you don't have the right to call you junior."

After the voice fell, Qiu Yi took the bitter wind and put away her fists, then turned around on the spot, swung her foot in a circle, and then swept it out fiercely.

Because of the strength, the crowd only saw a circle of almost distorted black air blooming around Qiu Yi's body.

Outside Hall No. [-], the students who stood on tiptoes and could barely see this scene couldn't help but exclaim.

No one expected that King Qiu Yan would be ruthless next time.

This kick was solid, and I am afraid that the injury was worse than the 14 people who had just been carried away on the ground.

Yan Shang's eyes were fixed on Qiu Yi, his body was trembling, and there was a fierce confrontation deep in his pupils.

He gritted his teeth so hard that his cheeks were deformed because of the force.

Not fear, not fear, but a restraint.

He is suppressing the bestiality in the depths of his consciousness.

He knew from Qiu Yi's disdainful eyes that the other party already understood that he was suppressing a certain instinct, but Qiu Yi still did so.

Therefore, Qiu Yi's violent kick was intentional.

Bringing Yan Shang back is an unchangeable result.

Qiu Yi wanted Yan Yan to put away that extremely stupid arrogance, and he wanted to tell everyone in the most direct way that no one can be presumptuous in front of the disciplinary team.

Therefore, if Yan Yan did not explode with full strength, this kick would be enough to knock him into shock.

But even so, Yan Yan still didn't want to do this.

He didn't care about the super power he awakened, and he didn't want to use it, because he didn't think he was in a controllable state at that time, and he didn't like being treated as a lunatic.

He was just angry because the other party didn't even investigate the matter, and directly put all the charges on his head.

This kind of anger is destroying his sanity bit by bit.

And this is precisely the direction that Qiu Yi deliberately guides.

"Ugh……"

Outside Hall No. [-], three floors inside and three floors outside, the crowd was bustling.

But at this moment, everyone heard a faint sigh.

Then, there was an exclamation.

That was the exclamation from a patrol officer of the disciplinary team.

The discipline stick pinned to his waist suddenly disappeared.

Instead, out of the corner of my eye...

The black Changhong that swirls suddenly!

The strong wind brushed over the uneven ventilation holes on the training stick, making a piercing whistling sound.

Qiu Yi's sweeping kick was fast enough.

But the speed of this nearly synchronous stick is more than doubled!

Qiu Yi Senhan's eyes suddenly swept to the side,

Boom!

Twisted ripples spread out from the leg bones!

Yan Yan still opened his eyes, and saw the knife-like air wave, which instantly wiped his cheek and cut into the wall behind him.

A two-meter-high crack emerged clearly.

Qiu Yi's high-sweeping legs were still hanging in the air, her eyes were already looking back, and her voice was so cold that the crowd felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.

"--Who!"

"Can you save me some face?"

A faint voice came from outside the hall, and the crowd suddenly looked back.

(End of this chapter)