Resurrection of spirit: Activate the sacrifice system at the beginning

This one is a big throw.

The world is finally clear.

When Zhang Long was grabbed by Chang Yi, his brain was completely confused, and

he only knew.

He punched, he flew!

Look at the biu Zhang Long who was slammed away.

Fellow freshmen, you look at me, I look at you, and I am so shocked that I am speechless.

Chang Yi still flicked his neck and shook his wrist indifferently.

You don't say.

"It's really cool!"

"Boom!"

Twenty meters away, a figure fell from the sky.

Zhang Long landed on the ground with his face and performed for the big guy, what is a hard landing.

"Ugh!"

Screams rang out, breaking the quiet atmosphere around.

All the students, this only then reacted from the shock.

The scene suddenly boiled.

Countless pairs of wide-eyed eyes looked at Chang Yi one after another.

"Groove!"

"Vozh!"

"I'm Nima!"

These forces are all uncultured masters, and there is nothing new except for those few words.

It's often easy to listen to.

The guys in Class A are much more interesting.

Instantly rushed up and surrounded Chang Yi in a group, and shot indiscriminately.

"Xueba, you are too good to criticize!"

"You him off!"

"Big guy, is there a lack of pendants? I just need a hairy place!

"Plus one plus one, I'll book a leg hair."

"I ordered an armpit hair!"

"I want a stick..."

"Eh!"

Chang Yi hurriedly interrupted, where is this forced to think! How can he pluck the hair of his often big waist!

Casting his gaze back into the field, Chang Yi looked at Zhang Long lying on the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Long's face was covered in blood because of the hard landing, and others were already numb.

Not only the body, but also the brain!

With his hands on the ground, Zhang Long wanted to get up.

"Click!"

There was a sharp pain in the elbow, broken.

Zhang Long's heart was cold, although he couldn't see the faces of others at the moment, he could also guess the expressions of everyone.

"How come, how come, how can his power be so great?"

His heart was full of puzzlement and extreme shock.

Chang Yi was clearly just a lucky guy, why was the gap between the two of them so big after only seven days of cultivation.

"Could it be that the test stone didn't make a mistake, he really practiced the exercises to the sixth layer?"

Zhang Long opened and closed his mouth and muttered to himself in a low voice.

The blood from his face ran down his cheek and into his mouth.

The dust-stained blood tasted bitter, just like his mood at the moment.

The matter has come to this, even if his brain supplement ability is strong, he has to believe it.

Chang Yi is really the sixth layer!

It's just that.

"Bastard, bastard... Aaaah! "

Since Chang Yi's strength far exceeds him, wouldn't his previous actions be brain-dead!

That hillbilly must have done it on purpose and wanted to play him like a monkey.

Think back to this.

Anger, shock, hesitation, shame, all kinds of emotions surged in his heart for a while, and Zhang Long was angry.

"Poof!"

He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and after his hands finally fluttered stubbornly twice, he fainted.

"No burping, right?"

Chang Yi saw that the other party did not struggle anymore, and his heart was stunned.

He thinks that he still knows the importance of the start.

"Take it to the infirmary!"

At this time, Yang Yiming came over, squeezed away the circle of people surrounding Chang Yi, and waved his hand to the two who had spoken the most before.

The two were stunned, and cursed in their hearts to lift Zhang Long.

Pulling the body of this person, one shouted: "Teacher, I can't even pick this person!"

Yang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party coldly.

The two suddenly did not dare to skin anymore and carried Zhang Long to the infirmary.

The storm stopped briefly and the scene warmed up.

Yang Yiming simply gave Chang Yi 3,000 martial artist points, and then turned back to everyone and announced:

"The first-year freshman assessment has officially begun."

The next thing naturally has nothing to do with Chang Yi.

He returned to the team of Class A, looked at the newly credited credit, and grinned.

"Yes, this is special, it is more profitable than working as a logistics for the Mars team!"

Plus after the assessment later, there will be a large number of points.

"Hey, when the time comes, go outside the city again, and you will be able to communicate the veins!"

Chang Yi was very relieved in his heart.

Idle and bored, it is easy to start watching other people's tests.

Those who broke through the martial artists before the college entrance examination tested the progress of the exercises, without exception, all of them were second-grade.

Chang Yi shook his head straight.

"I didn't expect it."

As far as Zhang Long's goods are concerned, he is actually the one who is the most bullish besides him.

"Gongniang, is the gap with the local candidates so big?"

Suddenly remembered Zhao Ming I met twice before, and I felt a little emotional.

"I don't know what their test looks like over there?"

Chang Yi plans to take a look later.

Right now, he also wants to test his combat effectiveness.

The gaze turned to the combat effectiveness tester, which was simply overcrowded.

Those who test this are all those freshmen who have passed extreme trials to become martial artists.

"Wang Yu, combat effectiveness 123."

"Xie Meng, combat power 105."

"Du Ninghao, combat effectiveness 98."

The teachers quickly reported names and values, that tone.

"Don't be stunned, you can't break a hundred of your warriors' combat strength, carry away the next one!"

"Poof!"

Chang Yi looked at the person who doubted his life in a daze, and burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha!"

Suddenly, a rampant laughter came from behind him.

Chang Yi frowned.

"I'm meowing!"

I wanted to laugh, but the laughter was snatched away by others, and I laughed so wildly!

Follow the laughter and look back.

A group of people appeared in the field of vision.

"Local candidates?"

In the crowd, Zhao Ming, who was stunned before, was also among them.

Zhao Ming's brows were furrowed at the moment, and the people around him were all guys with a defiant face.

The one who snatched Chang Yi laughed was one of these people.

I still laugh a lot.

"Hahaha, laugh at me!"

"How did this man get into the War Academy? Hahaha!

"These people from other places are too funny, and the combat effectiveness of the warriors can't break a hundred!"

"It's normal for outsiders, let's go slower, I want to laugh more!"

Put the map cannon off!

The guys who originally wanted to follow Lehe here immediately changed their faces and greeted the families of this group of people.

"Groove! Who are these forcing on! No mom?

"I heard the teacher say what kind of local candidates I was before..."

"The locals are amazing, do you want to fight!"

"It's just, there are more people on our side."

Everyone was angry, and as long as it was a normal person, he couldn't stand it.

Unexpectedly, the local candidates laughed even louder when they heard that they were going to beat each other.

"Ha, I heard you right, they want to fight us?"

"Are all the current outsiders so unnumbered?"

"Most of them are just a bunch of hillbillies, I can fight ten of them each!"

Quiet!

As soon as the word hillbilly came out, the local examinees thought that the other party would jump their feet angrily, but unexpectedly, the scene suddenly became quiet.

There are more than 2,000 freshmen on Changyi's side, all with strange faces.

This word seems to have been said before.