Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 125

Wei Jun, an old student among the second-class students, if it were just that, he wouldn't let Qiao Ye know the opponent's name. However, Wei Jun was a member of General Shi's personal guards, and he had an eighth-rank martial arts realm. Among the students, he is definitely the best.

Just like on the other side of the Spirit Realm, no one in the Tianxing Department would not know about the wind, thunder, rain and snow. In the Hedong camp, others may not know or be familiar with it, but it is impossible for the members of General Shi's personal guard to have not heard of it.

In fact, there is a consensus in Hedong Camp. General Shi does not need so many personal guards. General Shi himself has a high level of cultivation. Are those personal guards qualified to protect General Shi? Even if you need to do chores on weekdays, two or three will suffice.

Therefore, General Shi's personal guards, another meaning is...

A second-class student who has already stepped into the first-class with half a foot!

Because of this, becoming General Shi's personal guard is the dream of almost every second-class student in Hedong Camp, which means that becoming a first-class student is just around the corner.

But so what?

Qiao Ye didn't care what kind of name Wei Jun had, and said with a gloomy face, "Why do you do this?"

Wei Jun jokingly said, "What do you think? A mixed-race bastard!"

"They are innocent." Qiao Ye said: "It just happened to be picked by me to patrol. If you are looking for trouble, you should come to me!"

"So, I've been waiting for you here!" Wei Jun laughed loudly: "There are eleven people hanging here, and you will be the twelfth one I hang!"

Qiao Ye slowly grasped the fist: "If you can't do it, I want you to kneel and apologize to them."

"It's just you?" Wei Jun laughed even more joyfully, pointed at Qiao Ye and said, "This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."

Wei Jun's right foot moved on the ground, and the ground under his feet was slowly crushed by Wei Jun.

"Qiao Ye, don't think that you are powerful after killing a few useless wastes." Wei Jun stretched out his index finger and shook it contemptuously, "I'll let you know today that in Hedong Camp, you're a good person. What? You don't count!"

boom!

The moment Wei Jun said that, his body suddenly leaned forward, smashed a piece of ground, and then flew out.

Extremely fast!

The distance between the two is not too close, but it was almost three breaths before they came to Qiao Ye.

The next moment, Wei Jun jumped up and swept towards Qiao Ye's head with one foot, and then...

boom!

Qiao Ye raised his arm, and after Wei Jun kicked Qiao Ye's arm, Qiao Ye's body didn't even sway.

"It seems that I am really nothing?" Qiao Ye said disdainfully, "I saw it!"

Qiao Ye was obviously speaking ironically, and his words were full of sarcasm. Wei Jun was instantly provoked and shouted, "This is just the beginning!"

Wei Jun's body twisted and turned in the air, like a spinning top, and reflexively swept his foot vigorously, and what Qiao Ye did was to lift the other arm.

boom!

He took Wei Jun's kick in an understatement again, causing Wei Jun's complexion to change slightly. The moment he landed, Wei Jun took a step forward and punched Qiao Ye in the face again.

boom!

The muffled sound of the third fist to the flesh appeared, Qiao Ye swung his raised arm horizontally, spread out his palm, and directly took Wei Jun's fist down.

"You've already made three moves, shouldn't it be enough?" Qiao Ye said with a grim smile, "Now it's my turn!"

Click, click!

Qiao Ye clenched his fists tightly, and the next moment, his phalanges snapped.

Terrifying aura!

Wei Jun was shocked. For a moment, Wei Jun felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast. He opened his **** mouth and would swallow him at any time.

Wei Jun almost instinctively jumped towards the rear, keeping a distance from Qiao Ye.

but…

In just a moment, Wei Jun saw a face almost stuck in front of him.

Qiao Ye caught up, and, at a terrifying speed, he was in front of Wei Jun in the blink of an eye.

"You seem confident in your speed?"

Qiao Ye smiled grimly, then raised his fist.

There is no escape!

Wei Jun is worthy of being a seasoned person. He was stuck in the face by Qiao Ye in an instant. Wei Jun knew that his speed was not as fast as Qiao Ye's. When he was already stuck, he couldn't dodge at all. The two were too close to each other. .

Wei Jun could only cross his arms to block in front of him, but Qiao Ye didn't seem to see any changes at all, just a straight punch.

boom!

Qiao Ye hit Wei Jun's arm with a punch, a surging force struck, Wei Jun's expression instantly distorted, the whole person flew towards the back like a cannonball, hit the fence, and thumped the fence. Smashed to pieces.

After lying on the ground for a while, Wei Jun gritted his teeth and supported the ground, and got up from the ground.

Qiao Ye said with a smile: "I'm really nothing, but you seem to be worse than me, so why did General Shi choose you to be a personal guard, do you really have this qualification?"

"Bastard, what did you say?" Wei Jun said angrily, "Say it again!"

Qiao Ye spread his hands and said, "Even if you say it a hundred times, isn't it true?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Wei Jun said angrily, "You half-blooded **** in the spiritual realm, you dare to point fingers at me, I'm just getting serious now!"

Wei Jun got up from the ground and stomped his leg.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground beneath Wei Jun's feet shattered continuously, countless gravel tossed up, and large swathes of the ground shattered.

At the same time, Wei Jun roared: "Martial soul, rock spirit and soul!"

Around the smashed ground, the shattered rocks kept flying towards Wei Jun's direction.

Those rubble kept sticking to Wei Jun's body like a piece of armor!

No, ordinary armor is already indescribable. After those rubble were attached to Wei Jun's body, they completely reshaped a body for Wei Jun, a very huge rock body.

It is about three and a half meters high and more than two meters horizontally, like a rock giant.

This is the spirit of Wei Jun!

The emperor's eighth-rank possessed martial spirit, the rock-spirited soul!

"Bastard!" Wei Jun took a step forward and shouted, "Give me death!"

At this moment, Wei Jun's fist was almost half the height of Qiao Ye, and it slammed head-on. It looked extremely terrifying. The strong wind whistling past was like a hurricane, and the sand and dust that blew all around were swirling continuously.

Boom!

The next moment, along with the falling of Wei Jun's giant rock fist, the sound of explosion appeared, and a terrifying plume of smoke shot straight into the sky, and the place within a radius of 100 meters trembled violently.

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