Liu Qing gritted his teeth, his eyes seed to erupt with flas, staring intensely at Zhou Bing.
Zhou Bing was the top genius of the Zhou Family on Qionglong Star, with a very unusual status at the Dayan Dynasty Academy. In terms of strength and position, he was far above Liu Qing, while Young Master Rong was the legitimate son of the Demon Star Prince's House and had a very close relationship with him.
This ti the Dayan Dynasty sent geniuses to the Great Ruins to train, as long as there was no intra-sect killing, regarding fights and treasure snatching, the academy probably turned a blind eye.
"Zhou Bing, don't push us too far. You want to rob us with just the three of you?" Zhang Yi spat coldly, stepping forward, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring coldly at the latter.
"You three don't know what's good for you. It's your luck that Young Master Zhou has taken a liking to your things, don't be ungrateful." A young man standing on Zhou Bing's left took a step forward, a playful smile hanging on his face.
Zhou Bing looked at Liu Qing and laughed, "Liu Qing, I'll give you one more chance, give the stuff and I'll let you go, otherwise... I won't kill you, but making you suffer so fleshly pain and be bedridden for half a year is sothing achievable."
"Zhou Bing, if you want my things, if you want to knock down, don't just talk big here."
Liu Qing shouted loudly, the True Yuan surged fiercely within him, his figure shot out like a Light Sword, his right fist clenched tightly, an exceedingly solid True Yuan enveloped his fist, like a giant hamr, smashing through the air with a booming sound, aid at Zhou Bing's face.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Zhou Bing carried the posture with one hand behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed showing a hint of contempt, slowly extended his right palm, gathering True Yuan in it, and, against Liu Qing's mighty punch, he surprisingly reached out to grab Liu Qing's fist without dodging or avoiding.
Simultaneously, Liu Qing's expression changed faintly, sensing a strong attraction force from the opponent's palm, astonishingly absorbing a lot of his fierce True Yuan, and then the palm and fist collided, an invisible wave of True Yuan spread out, destroying all nearby trees into dust, the ground rippling like water, stones turning into obliteration.
Faced with Liu Qing's domineering punch, Zhou Bing easily caught it, a disdainful smile curling up his lips, "With just this level of strength, you're nothing to ... trash!"
As the words fell, Liu Qing's face twisted with anger, feeling a powerful impact emanating from the opponent's palm, in an instant, his body shot out like a cannonball, knocking over several giant trees in succession, his face turning pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior Brother Liu Qing…" Luo Yun exclaid, her beautiful eyes widening with anger, drawing out a sharp soft sword, her wrist trembling, countless Silver Snakes danced chaotically.
"Young Master Zhou, leave this little girl to , she's just my type with that pretty face and fiery temper."
Standing next to Zhou Bing, a young man with a sinister face let out an odd light in his eyes, licking his lips, waving his hands to shatter those wild-dancing 'Silver Snakes', and lunged towards Luo Yun, "Little girl, such a fiery temper isn't too attractive to n."
"Shaless!"
Hearing this, a faint blush appeared on Luo Yun's cheeks, biting her small silver teeth hard.
"You all are going too far." Zhang Yi's face twitched, a giant hamr appearing behind him, his hands sparking with light, instantly, a black giant hamr appeared in his grip.
The hamr was much taller than his own body, but in Zhang Yi's hand, it seed as light as paper, waving with powerful winds, where it passed, sonic booms exploded one after another.
"Heavenly Thunder Hamr!"
Zhang Yi's eyes were like electricity, arcs of electricity leaping on the giant hamr in his hands, swung faster and faster, the power growing heavier, forcing another young man to retreat step by step, eventually breaking through the opponent's True Essence Barrier with one hamr, sending the latter flying out.
"You're no match for him, let handle them."
A cool voice rang out, Zhou Bing stood with one hand behind his back, a cunning arc curling up his lips, looking at Zhang Yi, "Not bad kid, you managed to manifest Martial Arts Laws, but in my eyes, you're still too weak."
"Too weak or not, you'll know when you try..." Zhang Yi clenched his steel teeth, blood threads spreading in his eyes, the mighty True Yuan within him producing thunderous sounds, stamping the ground with his foot, a powerful force gushing into the ground, causing it to collapse, and he turned into Flowing Light, rushing towards Zhou Bing.
"Die, Zhou Bing!"
Zhang Yi leaped high like a great eagle, both hands gripping the hamr handle tightly, the giant hamr flashing thunder light, carrying an overwhelming suppression, seeming capable of shattering a small mountain.
"Mountain Shattering Withered Finger!"
Facing the aggressive Zhang Yi, Zhou Bing remained unhurried, extending a forefinger, True Yuan condensing on it, forcibly pointing it at the giant hamr, the True Yuan condensed at the fingertip spreading ripples, all at once, Zhang Yi's face changed color, feeling his giant hamr sinking like into a swamp, producing a sticky sensation.
"Break!"
Zhou Bing parted his lips, softly speaking a word.
Instantly, a strong Brute Force erupted from his fingertip, penetrating the giant hamr directly hitting Zhang Yi's body, the latter and the hamr were both knocked flying, both crashing to the ground simultaneously.
Zhang Yi coughed up blood, his True Yuan inside was extrely disordered, unable to muster even a trace of True Yuan.
Even though they were just one level apart, such a big level gap was like an insurmountable chasm, for ordinary cultivators to break this barrier was truly difficult to the extre, aside from top geniuses like Lin Mo, Lord Tao, Duanmu Jinglin, ordinary geniuses would not be able to break through such Cultivation Level differences.
"Zhou Bing, I'll fight you to the end!"
Suddenly, a whistling sound appeared beside Zhou Bing's ear, a figure appeared rapidly beside him, it was Liu Qing.
Liu Qing grasped a Cold Blade in his hand, the fierce Sword Light slicing through the air, causing the surrounding air to ripple like water.
"How... impossible..."
But just as the fierce Sword Light slashed approaching, Liu Qing's vision suddenly blurred, revealing a shocked expression, the space around Zhou Bing seed to twist, his Sword Light grazing narrowly past Zhou Bing's body like a hair's breadth from a thousand miles, the violent fierce Sword Light tearing the land, leaving a knife scar hundreds of ters long.
"Liu Qing, you really are a stone from a latrine, both slly and stubborn, ungrateful!" Zhou Bing's eyes shot out a cold glare, his palm suddenly pressing on Liu Qing's chest, a fierce True Yuan surging out, sending the latter flying once more.
"I want to see just how hard your bones really are!"
As Liu Qing was being flung back, Zhou Bing's hand condensed a Punch Mark, launching a fierce and extre Sword Light once again.
If Liu Qing were hit, even if he survived, he'd still be bedridden for half a year.
At the sa ti, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Liu Qing, causing everyone to widen their eyes in surprise.
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