Gao Wu: After breaking off the relationship, awaken the S-level talent

The first time, the last time, the last time.

Bang.

Suddenly a chair was kicked over.

After a handsome boy kicked over the chair, he stood up from his seat in an extremely arrogant manner.

In this special military academy.

The chair is not just an ordinary piece of furniture, but also represents the status and strength of each student.

This is the default rule.

However, this boy's behavior is so unscrupulous that he no longer takes the rules into consideration.

In theory.

It should cause dissatisfaction and accusations from others, after all, this is a blatant challenge to the rules.

But the strange thing is.

No one around dared to accuse him out loud.

Because he is Liu Yu, the fifth on the list of Haicheng training camp!

Everyone knows one thing.

The business of the Military Academy belongs to him, Liu Yu!

"Newcomer, you are so arrogant. You even dare to destroy my business! You really don't know how to live or die!"

Liu Yu frowned slightly, and his voice was very angry.

His eyes shot straight at Zhang Muchen like sharp arrows.

Just a newcomer who knows nothing.

How dare you touch his bad luck!

You simply don't know how to die!

Whether it's for face or for points.

Today, Zhang Muchen must be taught a lesson.

At least he must be kicked out of the Military Academy!

"Liu Yu, your business has nothing to do with me, but if you want to fight, I'm always here to accompany you."

Facing a level 12 warrior.

Zhang Muchen showed no fear, and his voice was calm and firm.

It was clearly transmitted to every corner of the Military Academy.

"Hahahaha, just a newcomer dares to talk nonsense to me!"

Liu Yu snorted coldly and began to walk towards Zhang Muchen.

As he approached.

The skin began to glow red, looking very dangerous.

Zhang Muchen calmly opened the metal box.

With a click, the 2.7-meter cold spring gun was assembled.

He stood with the gun in his hand, his eyes were not shaken at all, only an indestructible will.

Who cares if Liu Yu is a genius.

What other bullshit rules are there!

I, Zhang Muchen, can break them all with one shot!

"Fuck, is Liu Yu going to fight with the newcomer!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Liu Yu has achieved a minor success in the Seventeenth Blade of Red Fire, and with his innate lava fire, the newcomer is definitely not his opponent!"

"Anyway, the newcomer is not afraid of a strong enemy like Liu Yu. It's really an amazing mentality."

This scene caused a sensation in the military academy.

Zhang Muchen is a newcomer, and his behavior and courage are too amazing!

The students' eyes were complicated, and they couldn't help but show respect in their hearts.

In the training camp.

Talent is king, strength is supreme.

But Zhang Muchen was not afraid when facing Liu Yu, a level 12 warrior, and even wanted to break the rules!

"How dare he fight Liu Yu!?"

Among the students around him.

The one who was hit the hardest was Wei Tiefeng.

His eyes were red, his hands were clenched, and his nails were deeply inserted into his palms without knowing it.

As the 39th student in the training camp.

Wei Tiefeng's heart has always been full of pride and confidence.

Until he met Zhang Muchen.

Although they had never fought once, Wei Tiefeng had already acquiesced in his heart that he had lost!

"Enough, Liu Yu, you are making a lot of noise here and affecting everyone!"

"If you have the ability, you should challenge Zhang Yuanzhou instead of bullying the newcomer here."

Just when the atmosphere was getting more and more tense.

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Yu frowned, looked at a short-haired girl, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Ou Shanshan, do you want to stand up for the newcomer?"

Zhang Muchen didn't expect the short-haired girl to stand up for him.

But.

He doesn't need it!

Zhang Muchen rushed towards Liu Yu like an arrow from a bow.

The shadow of the gun flashed, like a rainstorm sweeping across the world.

"Looking for death!"

Liu Yu's expression was ferocious, and he pulled out the short knife tied to his belt.

As his talent exploded.

The short knife was covered with a layer of red flames.

This is the symbol of the Seventeen Blades of Red Flame.

A powerful fire-based martial art.

Bang!

The two weapons collided, making a buzzing metal tremor!

The terrifying force pushed Liu Yu frantically, making him retreat several steps in a row, unable to stop the retreat at all.

"Rainstorm!"

With a low shout from Zhang Muchen, the blood and qi were urged to the extreme.

The move was as its name suggests.

The tip of the gun danced with countless cold lights, covering Liu Yu.

"What a strong power! Where did he come from!"

Liu Yu felt the pressure from the blade and was shocked.

I didn't expect the new guy to be more arrogant than him.

Even more arrogant.

He said he would fight!

He didn't hesitate at all!

"It's a fight! Get out of the way! Don't get caught up!"

"Zhang Muchen's spearmanship is so strong that he's better than Liu Yu!"

"Liu Yu's weapon is too short, he's at a disadvantage against a long weapon!"

The students around saw the two fighting.

They didn't care about their seats anymore and got out of the way to avoid being hurt.

"This new guy is so strong!"

A trace of surprise flashed across Ou Shanshan's beautiful eyes.

She just spoke.

In addition to not being used to Liu Yu's style, she also wanted to help Zhang Muchen out.

But I didn't expect it.

The other party couldn't stand any grievances and fought Liu Yu directly!

"Damn, why is his spearmanship so strong!"

Facing the violent Hanquan spear like a storm.

Liu Yu felt unprecedented pressure.

Although his swordsmanship was strong.

But he was stretched to the limit in front of the spear and could hardly resist.

"Impossible! How could I be worse than a newcomer!"

Liu Yu roared in his heart, bursting out all his strength and rushing towards Zhang Muchen.

The red flame drew a dazzling trajectory in the air.

Faced with this desperate swordsmanship.

Zhang Muchen was unmoved.

He held the Hanquan gun steadily and powerfully with both hands.

He thrust forward.

A more ferocious stream of water burst out, as if the sea god was angry, raising a huge wave.

In front of this huge wave.

The red flame was so small that it collapsed at the touch of a finger.

"No!"

Under Liu Yu's unbelievable gaze.

The Hanquan gun blew up the short knife, passed through the debris in the sky, and nailed his shoulder!

Liu Yu's body was driven by the gun body and smashed to the ground, bursting out spider web-like patterns.

The whole audience was silent.

The training ground seemed to have pressed the pause button, and countless expressions froze at this moment.

Liu Yu, who ranked fifth, lost!

Lost to an unknown newcomer!

Liu Yu's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of disbelief and pain.

His mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something, but found that his voice was hoarse.

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that there would be a good seedling when the camp is about to close."

Suddenly a cold and hard voice sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

They found Zhang Muchen next to them.

At some point, a male instructor in military uniform stood there.

Ao Luo's eyes were like a hawk, sweeping over everyone present.

The person he was staring at.

He was terrified and felt the pressure of a tidal wave, and he didn't dare to look at each other at all.

Only Zhang Muchen didn't change color, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he looked at Ao Luo calmly.

"This Zhang Muchen is worthy of being Zhang Yuanzhou's brother, and he is indeed a little unusual."

A trace of imperceptible surprise appeared in Ao Luo's eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Hanquan gun.

Liu Yu covered his wound and climbed up with pain.

"Liu Yu, the reason you lost is not a problem of strength, but a problem of mentality."

"If you decisively draw your sword close to Zhang Muchen, you will win."

"But you underestimated your opponent and it is reasonable for you to end up like this. Remember this lesson."

Ao Luo did not blame the two, but began to comment on the fight.

Liu Yu lowered his head in shame.

In the martial arts world, the strong are respected and the winner is the king.

Lost is lost.

He did not have the face to say anything.

"As for Zhang Muchen, your spear skills are perfect, and with your decisive moves and unexpected actions, you can make up for the gap in realm. This battle was won beautifully."

After talking about Liu Yu, Ao Luo highly praised Zhang Muchen.

The students present were in an uproar.

They looked at Zhang Muchen with shock.

A gifted Zhang Yuanzhou has been suppressing the training camp for a year.

Now that the camp is about to close, another Zhang Muchen who is no less inferior has come!

Why are the talents of the Zhang family so terrifying!

"No class today, let's go."

Ao Luo's voice was deep and powerful, full of unquestionable authority.

The students were stunned.

They had worked so hard to line up for so long, but the instructor stood them up!

Does it make sense?

But under Ao Luo's eagle eyes.

Everyone shut their mouths and left the military academy obediently.

Zhang Muchen was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly Ao Luo called him.

"Zhang Muchen, come with me, I have something to tell you."

The students who heard this were all envious and jealous.

Perhaps this is the treatment of geniuses.

Even the instructors treated him differently and gave him a special lesson!