Gao Wu: I transform into Yama of the underworld to judge life and death

The old man was very happy.

Qin Yi didn't take Xu Ze's words to heart.

In terms of the current combat power.

This guy is not his opponent.

Not to mention the future.

There is no thirty years of east, thirty years of west.

With the underworld system.

It is destined to make the gap between the two people farther and farther.

"Director Wu."

"Then I will take care of my own sword practice first."

Wu Menghai nodded: "Qin Xiaoyou, take care of yourself. It's a shame to say that I have nothing to teach you about your sword skills just now."

According to his judgment, the sword skills Qin Yi used just now should be regarded as the peak bronze level!

This is something that many second-grade warriors find difficult to comprehend.

The most terrifying thing is that Qin Yi's proficiency in using this sword technique has almost reached the level of being natural.

There is no place to correct him.

"This is my contact information. If you have any trouble in the future, you can find me."

Said.

Wu Menghai handed out a business card.

After Qin Yi took it, he also left the martial arts field.

Nanjiang Muchuan Martial Arts Hall, Deputy Hall Master Wu Menghai...

Qin Yi put the business card in his pocket.

Picked up the alloy steel knife in his hand and started practicing again.

......

The next morning.

Nanjiang No. 5 Middle School Martial Arts Hall was crowded with people.

Many students' eyes were full of expectations.

"Have you seen the list published last night?"

"My God, everyone on it is a celebrity of our Fifth Middle School this year."

"Xiao Zuoyun, Shen Yue, which one of them is not the best of our Fifth Middle School?"

"Today's selection will be interesting."

"Speaking of that list, there is a person named Qin Yi on it, but I have never heard of him." At this time, a blue-haired boy in the crowd said in confusion.

"Logically speaking, only those people in our Fifth Middle School have high Qi and blood values."

"There should be no possibility of dark horses."

"Hey, don't you understand this? There must be something fishy going on." A man with triangular eyes shook his head.

"What, something fishy?"

"Damn it, I said that this kind of internal list is prone to problems."

"If Qin Yi can make it, I can too!"

....

The man with triangular eyes chuckled twice.

"Why are you so anxious?"

"Then Qin Yi is just a clown."

"Even if you make the list for the selection, so what?"

"If you want to get a place in the Spark Training Camp, you must compete in the gym. If you don't have the strength, you will be beaten up and embarrassed in public."

Hearing this, the students' anger gradually subsided.

That's right.

Even if you can make the list.

But in public, you can't be fake.

If you get beaten up, it will be a humiliation.

"Shut up, you know nothing!"

Suddenly.

A loud shout sounded.

Everyone turned to look.

A boy wearing glasses, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, looked at them red-eared, and his expression was extremely angry.

The person who came was Zhou Ming.

I did an all-night experiment last night, but I still hurried here knowing that there would be a selection competition for the Spark Training Camp today and Qin Yi would participate.

After all, for No. 5 Middle School.

There are only two or three training camp places every year.

Basically, those who can get good results in the martial arts college entrance examination are all seedlings who have entered the training camp.

This is very important to Qin Yi.

Zhou Ming naturally didn't want to miss it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he heard so many people slandering the fairness of the selection list.

"Qin Yi's strength makes it more reasonable to be on the list."

"You should have heard of Cao Shichong, who is also on the list?"

"He, Qin Yi can't last a single move!"

Cao Shichong, who was walking to the venue, heard these roaring words and his cheeks flushed instantly.

He walked twice as fast.

Damn it.

If you support Qin Yi, then support him, but can you please not whip my corpse?

Killed in one move.

This is so embarrassing. How can Cao Shichong survive in No. 5 Middle School?

But there is no other way.

Qin Yi's current public record is to defeat Cao Shichong easily.

"What?!"

"Is this true? I know that Cao Shichong's health value has long exceeded the 10-point threshold."

"So, Qin Yi really has this ability.

”

“Is he trying to trick us?”

“Not really. I know this guy. He’s from Class 12. He published an article in the Nanjiang Scientific Research Journal.”

“Is that so…”

In today’s Blue Star, people’s average physical fitness has greatly improved.

Vision problems are basically non-existent.

So Zhou Ming, who wears glasses, is still somewhat recognizable in No. 5 Middle School.

After this little episode.

Many people have some expectations for Qin Yi.

Perhaps Zhou Ming was bragging a bit about killing Cao Shichong in one move. But the fact that he defeated him should be true.

Soon.

The crowd gradually poured into the martial arts hall.

The hall at this moment.

Yesterday The arenas had been set up in the evening.

The students quickly walked to the areas they were more interested in.

Da Da Da...

Just when the selection competition was about to begin.

Qin Yi then quickly ran to the door of the martial arts hall.

Huh---

Fortunately, I made it in time.

When I got up in the morning, I did some morning exercises, but I was so focused that I almost missed the time.

Qin Yi went straight to the arena marked A6.

He saw Zhou Ming, who seemed to be dying in the next second.

"Ah Ming, are you sure you don't want to take a rest?"

Qin Yi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but speak.

If he died because he came to watch his game.

That would be a bit embarrassing.

Maybe he can only be resurrected when he really controls the underworld and can control the six reincarnations.

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Zhou Ming patted his chest.

"For us scientific researchers, it's normal to work all night long."

"We're used to it. "

"Besides, I, Zhou..." Zhou Ming's eyes went dark and his body swayed when he was about to fall.

Just when he was about to fall, he stood firm again.

This scared Qin Yi.

"Hey, where was I just now?"

"You... go back and rest quickly." Qin Yi couldn't help swearing.

"Don't worry about me, either you can quickly deal with them and get the quota, then I will go back and rest." Zhou Ming took a sip of water to slow down, and then spoke.

At this time.

Xia Rong, the instructor of Class 12, came over.

He said to Qin Yi earnestly.

"Qin Yi, play well today."

"The Spark Training Camp is an extremely rare opportunity. If you can enter it, you will have a leap anyway."

"With your strength, you still have a good chance. ”

To be honest, in Xia Rong's opinion, Qin Yi can win the spot as long as he doesn't act recklessly or underestimate his opponent.

"Well, don't worry, Teacher Xia."

"I will definitely enter the Spark Training Camp."

Qin Yi responded with a smile.

Although he is a little arrogant, the students of Nanjiang No. 5 Middle School are no longer worthy of being his opponents.

Perhaps, the Spark Training Camp, which gathers all the geniuses of Nanjiang City this year, is still interesting.

In order to prevent Zhou Ming from dying suddenly, let's fight as quickly as possible.