Martial Arts Prodigy? Sorry I'm Kryptonian

"well"

Ye Ren looked at the young man in front of him with disinterest.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Although this young man is only at the fourth stage, he also has the power of blood, no wonder he is so swollen.

Green hair fluttering.

His movement became complicated and confusing, and the surrounding air humidity became extremely high.

Then...

"Snapped"

The green-haired boy flew out in a circle.

When it landed on the ground, it closed its eyes peacefully, sleeping like a baby.

Ye Ren looked at the teacher helplessly:

"Can this meaningless challenge be eliminated?"

The teacher was stunned.

The moment Ye Ren shot.

Even he couldn't see it clearly, but this blow instantly killed the fourth-tier martial artist with the power of blood.

It really surprised the teachers.

"But rules are rules...they have the power to challenge you."

"It's so troublesome, who else wants to challenge me, let's go together.

Saying that, Ye Ren flew up, four or five meters above the ground.

He frowned slightly, his eyes swept down with a sense of oppression.

Some freshmen who also plan to challenge Ye Ren.

After seeing that he could actually fly through the air, they all gave up the idea with a slight change of face.

soon.

The list of key classes has been finalized.

But Ye Ren found that he was not in the same class as the monitor, but was in the same class as Qin Ran.

He was dissatisfied and found the class teacher's theory.

But where does the teacher care about this? Impatiently, 817 wants to drive Ye Ren away.

At this time, thunder happened to pass by.

Hearing the quarrel between Ye Ren and the teacher, he was startled, and quickly flashed over to ask what happened.

"Huh? Mr. Thunder!"

The division teacher immediately smiled when he saw Jinglei, and his attitude became respectful.

He said that it was just a freshman looking for work.

Unexpectedly, Jinglei's expression completely changed:

"You said the student who was looking for trouble...couldn't be him?"

Seeing that Ye Ren was frowning, looking unhappy.

Jinglei quickly made a statement:

"What is looking for trouble? How did you become a teacher! Shouldn't you solve the students' problems?"

The teacher was dumbfounded.

But after seeing Jinglei's reserved attitude towards Ye Ren.

Seems to understand something.

He hastily revised the class list, and according to Ye Ren's request, he also let the class leader come over.

After solving this incident.

Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief, and left a phone call to Ye Ren, saying that he could call him if there was any problem.

"I beat you so hard last time...why do you still help me?"

"Because I want to invite you to join the sword bearer."

It stands to reason.

To join the official organization of Sword Bearer, one needs to be extremely talented and powerful. (cifg)

And to ensure good conduct.

Usually only after graduating from the four colleges, after some assessments and internships.

Finally, it is possible to join this organization.

This is the dream of countless geniuses.

but now.

Jinglei actually took the initiative to invite Ye Ren, and said that as long as he nodded.

"Special talents, special treatment.

To this.

Ye Ren declined without interest.

Jinglei smiled wryly.

The so-called geniuses are all arrogant and disobedient to discipline, even if it is the organization of the sword bearer.

There are some real geniuses who are also looked down upon.

but.

Ye Ren still said:

"If you have something that you can't solve, you can ask me for help, of course, you will have to pay.

Jinglei solemnly wrote it down.

He said he would tell his boss later.

"But don't you really think about it? Joining the sword bearer will have a lot of benefits.

Let's not talk about five insurances and one housing fund.

As long as there is the identity of the sword bearer.

Then in Dragon Kingdom, almost has the highest authority during the mission.

However--

"I'm used to being wild, I don't know what organization to join..."

He didn't even give Jinglei a chance to react.

With a whiff, it disappeared in place.

Looking at the empty eyes, Jing Lei couldn't help but smiled wryly:

"This time... I can't keep up with his speed at all..."

The speed of this progress.

It is a bit too exaggerated.

On Qinran's side, she happily took the monitor's arm and chatted with her actively.

The monitor will briefly answer her questions.

"What... Sister Hutao, you're fine, why didn't you tell me? Ye Ren did the same, didn't tell me!"

"Feel sorry."

"Oh, it's all Ye Ren's fault, sister Walnut.

Qin Ran stared at her beautiful eyes.

After he finished speaking, he realized that Ye Ren was standing behind him.

It's a little embarrassing to feel bad about being heard in front of someone.

It's almost lunch time after the class is divided.

The arrangement of the college is to gather in the classroom in the afternoon, receive the corresponding resources and determine the dormitory.

"Come on, let's go eat."

There are many restaurants in Qinglong Academy, and all of them employ top chefs.

There is no canteen here.

Consumption levels range from Common to luxury.

"To celebrate that sister Walnut is still alive, I am treating you, elbow, let's go eat delicious food!"

Qin Ran held the monitor's arm.

But his eyes drifted to Ye Ren behind him from time to time.

As the saying goes.

Confidante is a disaster, a confidante is a disaster...

The beauty of Qin Ran and the squad leader can always arouse the jealousy of confident teenagers.

The three of them just sat down in the restaurant.

Then there are guys who don't have long eyes come to strike up a conversation.

after all.

Those who can enter Qinglong Academy are basically talented guys, and most of them are from well-to-do families.

Such a group of young masters who have been pampered since childhood.

All of a sudden, they gathered together, and their tempers became bigger and bigger.

"Tsk..."

After Qinran clearly refused.

The little Huang Mao who came to strike up a conversation still refused to leave with a playful smile.

How can Ye Ren hold back his short temper?

"You don't have ears, do you?"

bang.

At the moment when Xiao Huangmao couldn't react at all, Ye Ren grabbed his ear and slammed it on the table.

There is a small hole in the stainless steel table.

This sudden riot.

It startled the crowd watching the theater, and more than that, Ye Ren ignored the little yellow hair's screams.

Holding him with one hand, he slowly floated into the air.

The little yellow hair was struggling in his hands, with half of its head frantically rubbing blood.

pain.

asphyxia.

dizzy.

"Leave far away."

Xiao Huangmao's face was blue and purple, and he looked like he would die from lack of oxygen at any time.

Ye Ren let go of his hand and threw him out like throwing garbage.

The strength is not great.

But the little yellow-haired man seemed to have more air intake and less air output.

His skull was shattered and his head dented.

Lying on the ground, he kept convulsing, and the medical staff rushed by Xunsheng hurriedly carried him to the campus hospital for emergency treatment.

certainly.

As a martial artist of the third and fourth ranks.

Moreover, he received immediate medical treatment. There is a high probability that he will not die, but this heavy injury will make him have a long memory.

Ye Ren was floating in the air.

Looking around, the other people in the restaurant subconsciously looked away.

Avoid meeting his oppressive eyes.

"Didn't scare you?"

Ye Ren flew back to the monitor, showing a bright smile like a big boy.

The squad leader didn't have any expression on his face, but Qin Ran blinked her big eyes, which seemed a little scared?