High Martial Arts Era: Starting with a 100,000-fold increase in comprehension

The two of them were shocked.

"A high school student?"

Several people were extremely surprised.

Wang Xinlong's small eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuan who came out.

Could it be that the will pressure just now was from him...

No, it's impossible!

That's right!

He must have awakened his spiritual talent.

That must be the case!

"Who are they?" Jiang Yuan walked up to Xu Yihan and asked.

Xu Yihan briefly told the story.

After listening.

Jiang Yuan understood the ins and outs of the matter.

He nodded, looked at Wang Xinlong and the others and said, "You want to challenge the martial arts school, right?"

"My name is Jiang Yuan. I can be considered a disciple of this martial arts school and can fight on behalf of this martial arts school."

Xu Yihan looked at him in surprise.

Wang Xinlong said with a smile: "Little classmate, don't joke. I have investigated. This martial arts school has not recruited any disciples in the past two months. I see that your blood and qi have been well trained. You should also be preparing for the college entrance examination."

"I advise you not to get involved in muddy water. It will be bad if you get injured and affect the college entrance examination."

"I am Wang Xinlong, the director of Lei Ting Martial Arts School. Tell me my name. Next time you come to our martial arts school to train and find a sparring partner, I will give you free training."

Jiang Yuan said impatiently: "I don't need it. Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to fight, leave quickly and don't affect my practice."

Xu Yihan interrupted: "That's right!"

Wang Xinlong's expression became gloomy,

"Boy, I gave you a chance for the sake of being a student. But you didn't cherish it."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to be a hero in front of a beautiful woman and see what you can do."

"Let me tell you in advance that my disciples are all warriors who have killed beasts and seen blood. They are not comparable to your classmates in school. If you think you can win by relying on your talent, then wait for injuries and hospitalization."

"Don't bother with it."

Jiang Yuan looked at the people behind Wang Xinlong and said, "Who will go up?"

Under the gaze of those light golden eyes, the short and thin middle-aged men all felt a strong sense of oppression and broke out in cold sweat.

"What's wrong with this kid? How can a high school student have such a strong momentum?"

"I am a warrior, and I actually felt fear in a student."

"It's a bit weird."

Wang Xinlong said with a gloomy face, "Don't be fooled by him! His awakened talent must be the spiritual system."

Hearing his words, the few people felt relieved.

"Song Qiao, you go!"

"Yes."

The tall and thin young man stepped forward and looked at Jiang Yuan with an arrogant face,

"Boy, do you think you can scare us with some mental means? Don't say I won't give you a chance, it's not too late to admit defeat now."

Jiang Yuan said calmly: "Come on."

"Are the kids nowadays so ignorant? They even dare to provoke a transferred warrior."

Song Qiao sneered, "I'll show you how big the gap is between ordinary people and transferred warriors!"

After he finished speaking, he kicked his feet, and the lightning arc flashed under his feet, bringing a gust of wind straight to Jiang Yuan, and his palm whistled towards Jiang Yuan's head.

The short and thin middle-aged man crossed his arms and smiled: "He won. With Song Qiao's speed, he didn't even have the chance to use his talent."

Another man with a crew cut smiled sinisterly: "That kid can forget about the college entrance examination. After being hit by Song Qiao, he should go to the hospital and lie down for half a year..."

Jiang Yuan looked calm and raised his hand to slap him.

"Pah!"

A figure flew out from their ears like a cannonball, and the wind blew up the clothes and hair of several people.

"Bang!" With a sound, a big hole was smashed in the wall, and dust filled the air. The tall and thin figure was buried in the rubble, with only the legs exposed.

"Ka Ka Ka."

Turning their heads stiffly, the two stared blankly at the boy who was still standing there.

The cigarette in Wang Xinlong's mouth fell to the ground.

The short and thin middle-aged man took a breath and said dully: "I, am I not seeing things?"

"Song Qiao was killed in an instant?"

The man with the buzz cut was also shocked, staring blankly with his mouth open.

Jiang Yuan looked at Wang Xinlong and said calmly: "You trained such a weak warrior. It seems that your martial arts school is not that good."

Wang Xinlong's eyes were gloomy, staring at him intently: "You are also a warrior..."

"I didn't say I'm not a warrior."

Jiang Yuan picked up the iron spear on the ground with his foot, held the end of the spear, pointed at the remaining two people and said lightly: "Who will come next, or will we go together?"

Wang Xinlong clenched his fists, angry, furious and shocked.

Really careless!

I thought it was just a kid who had trained his blood to 7 or 8 points, but I didn't expect that he was actually in the college entrance examination

A genius who has become a professional martial artist before!

Moreover, he can kill Song Qiao in one move, so his fighting power should not be underestimated! He has awakened his A-level talent and changed his job to a rare profession!

Damn it!

Where did Xu Yihan recruit such a top-level genius? ! What on earth does he like about this broken martial arts hall?

Wang Xinlong's eyes swept over Xu Yihan's body.

I understand!

She must have seduced him with her body, this stinky bitch! !

The two short and thin old men asked in panic: "Director, what should we do now?"

"Should we go together?"

How would I know!

Wang Xinlong really wanted to get mad, but when he saw Xu Yihan holding an E-level alloy spear next to him, he looked murderous.

He gave up and didn't want to make a big fuss. Anyway, he had already lost face.

"Forget it, I'll accept the loss."

Wang Xinlong looked at Xu Yihan, and said with a fake smile: "Director Xu is really capable. He quietly recruited a good disciple. Chongming Martial Arts School is going to rise."

Xu Yihan said: "You don't need to worry about it."

Jiang Yuan said calmly: "Since we won, please keep your promise, Director Wang, and don't make trouble again."

"Hahaha, classmate, you are wrong. I'm not here to make trouble. I'm just sparring in the martial arts school."

Wang Xinlong said hypocritically, "As for the B-level alloy weapon, it is worth tens of millions after all. If we just let it go, my old man and I can't justify it. Besides, I am not prepared today, and I brought a few useless disciples."

Xu Yihan's face was cold, she knew it was not so easy to solve.

"So what do you want?"

"Let's do this. Five days later, we will both send our best disciples to compete in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. If you win this time, I will never mention alloy weapons again." Wang Xinlong's eyes flashed with cunning light, "And if I win, your martial arts hall will belong to me."

Xu Yihan sneered, "You won't send second-level or even third-level warriors to fight, right?"

Wang Xinlong laughed, "How is that possible? Doing so will only ruin the reputation of our martial arts hall."

Xu Yihan looked at Jiang Yuan and saw him nod, so he said to Wang Xinlong:

"Okay, I'll take it."

Wang Xinlong's fat face showed a smile of success.

"Okay, okay, then five days later, I will wait for you at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall."