Shocked!

The guys in Class A were watching the play, but they didn't expect Chang Yi to be so decisive.

No nonsense, simply neatly not talking about martial virtue!

Ben was still a little noisy, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

After slapping, Chang Yi withdrew his hand and sighed.

I remembered what Zhang Long said just now.

"It turns out that normal cultivation, do you have to adapt to it after breaking through the exercises to be promoted?"

In order to reward the message given by Zhang Long.

"Snap!"

Another ear scraper pasted paste.

The applause was clearly audible, and the team of Class A fell into a complete dead silence, silent, and collectively lost their speech.

Yang Yiming, who was looking at the other classes in front, frowned and turned around.

"What happened?"

At this glance

, Zhang Long in the team covered his face with both hands, his eyes were confused, his eyes burst out, and his teeth drove his entire body to tremble.

He was stunned.

Beaten! He was actually beaten by a hillbilly from this small place?

"You dare to hit me?"

Zhang Long's eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

After he took his hand away, two slap prints, one left and one right, were embedded in his face.

This is still the result of Chang Yi's hand, otherwise the identity of a six-rank martial artist draws one and a half third-grades, hehe.

"You hit?"

Yang Yiming came over and looked at Chang Yi for the first time.

The two were a bit contradictory, and he could see it in the first class.

Chang Yi shakes his head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, no... Teacher, you are wrong, it was Zhang Long who was too excited before and couldn't wait to be the first to take the assessment, so he slapped himself excitedly.

"After the fan, he felt uncomfortable, and himself again, thief!"

"I'm dumbfounded!"

See that he said it carefully.

After hearing this, several classmates around them, their faces turned red, their bodies shook, and they almost didn't hold back their laughter.

Seeing Yang Yiming's gaze sweeping over, they quickly cleared up and said:

"Teacher, don't look at me, I patronized and forced me before, I didn't see anything, I didn't know anything."

"Yes, yes, teacher, I can testify, we both blow together."

"No, no, and I also blew it, and I didn't see it either."

Listening to their honest nonsense, Zhang Long's face turned purple with anger.

It's always easy to listen to.

It seems that when you talk nonsense with these people in the dormitory, it still has a little effect!

Of course, Yang Yiming did not believe these people's nonsense.

But as a war academy, they handled the contradictions between the freshmen very roughly.

So he said to Zhang Long: "I'll give you a chance, you two will test first, and then fight, whoever wins I will give 3,000 points." "Good

!"

After Zhang Long listened, his eyes stared at Chang Yi.

The words in the mouth seem to be biting out from between the teeth.

"I will kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

Chang Yi pouted, shook his hand, and walked directly to the various test equipment in the middle.

He was completely uninterested in abusing Zhang Long.

That's not bullying!

In front of everyone, he never did that.

When he came to the venue, Chang Yi stopped in front of a familiar piece of equipment.

"That's a test of combat effectiveness, you come here!"

Yang Yiming beckoned to him.

After looking back a few times, Chang Yi nodded and walked over.

Although he also wanted to know what level of his current combat effectiveness had reached.

But there is no hurry for this moment!

Yang Yiming took out a diamond-shaped crystal-like stone and said,

"This is a test stone, hold it in your hand later, and run your respective exercises with all your strength, I will distinguish your current level from its brightness."

Chang Yi was a little speechless.

He can see that the level of science and technology in this world is influenced by foreign races, and the civilian ones are often like science fiction movies, once it is related to warriors... It's a rough feeling.

"Give it to me, let me come first!"

Without waiting for Chang Yi to pick it up, Zhang Long took the lead in grabbing it.

Seeing his arrogant, gritted teeth, and squinted eyes with a cruel expression, Chang Yi rolled his eyes.

You have at most one and a half three products, and it is the same as two fifty or eighty thousand.

Zhang Long looked at Chang Yi coldly, holding the test stone tightly in his hand, and his third-layer "Chiyan Qi" cultivation was running at full strength.

It has to be said.

At the beginning of school, Zhang Long was stimulated by the words of his cousin Zhang Ting, and this assessment cost blood.

Not only did he ask Zhao Ming to teach him private goods, but he also bought a lot of resources.

After seven days of cultivation, the effect was remarkable.

For about three seconds, the test stone emitted light, and at first there was only some fierceness, until sweat broke out on Zhang Long's forehead, and finally the test stone emitted a flame-sized light.

For a while, the teachers of several other classes were attracted to it.

They looked at Zhang Long and nodded uncontrollably.

"Good, good."

"This student in Lao Yang's class is good, even comparable to those local candidates."

Yang Yiming did not deny it and made a pertinent evaluation of Zhang Long.

"Although barely, this level has a third layer, which is good."

He read the information of each student in Class A when they entered the school, this Zhang Long has the talent ability of fire attribute, but it is estimated that the level is not too high.

Can cultivate the exercises to the third level in seven days.

It seems that efforts have indeed been made.

In the audience, the eyes of all the freshmen were also attracted by Zhang Long.

The guys in Class A can't help but worry about Chang Yi.

"Xueba, or you run! You're going to be miserable! "

Although Zhang Long hates this person, the third layer of the exercises... Birds eat cattle batches.

"Gan, these family children have too much advantage."

Everyone persuaded.

After all, compared to the arrogant Zhang Long, they were more compatible with Chang Yi.

According to their estimates.

So far, Chang Yi may have practiced the exercises to the second level at most.

After all, in the first class, Teacher Yang said that Chang Yi's innate ability is not an attribute class.

The new students in the other classes were also surprised by Zhang Long's progress.

"Lying groove, it's actually the third layer in seven days, it's powerful!"

"It is worthy of being a genius who can break through the martial artist before the college entrance examination."

"I heard that it is from Nanhua City, and the top ten origins are extraordinary."

"Cut, different is marginalized, the real talents of the top ten base cities can all be local candidates in the first-class universities under their jurisdiction."

The last one to speak is from Class B.

This is a B-number.

He is from a similar background to Zhang Long, and they are both side branches of the great family.

Some things are better understood than the average person.

When he entered the school, he was a second-grade cultivator, higher than Zhang Long, but his innate ability had no attributes, and he was still missing the last trace in these seven days before he could cultivate the exercises to the third layer.

Inside the venue.

Zhang Long stood in front of everyone, his face fierce.

This time, he rarely cared about the approval of others, but looked at Chang Yi, his eyes were gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Come on, test it quickly!"

"I can't wait to burst you right now, my third-layer "Chiyan Qi" can kill a cow with one punch."

"Dare to hit me, I will definitely make you regret this life!"

Huh.

Chang Yi chuckled in his heart, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate.

The gap between the two is too big, and Zhang Long's words will only make him bored.

"Alas... Said that I want to give other students a chance to pretend, it seems that only I can be this showman! "

Pick up the test stone.

Chang Yi shook his head and sighed.

"Just for Teacher Yang's 3,000 martial artist points."

After sighing, he casually ran "Too Cold".

He is already a sixth-grade martial artist, and with this thing, he doesn't have to work as hard as Zhang Long.

Huh——!

Saw.

A dazzling brilliance suddenly lit up, because the speed was too fast, the light was too strong, and even made people think that they heard the sound.

Zhang Long was close, and subconsciously blocked his hands in front of his eyes.

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