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Chapter 42: One against ten

 The two fists collided with a bang. Han Yi was immediately surprised and regretted.

A huge force surged in, knocking him to a tilt and falling backward.

Han Yi quickly shifted his weight and took two steps back to avoid falling to the ground.

After standing firm, he felt relieved. He raised his head and was about to look, when he saw a slender shadow approaching suddenly!

After seeing what was coming clearly, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart paused, as if he stopped beating.

In an instant, the wooden knife swung forward and hit his shoulder blade hard.

The huge strength made him unsteady and he knelt down directly.

The overwhelming pain made Han Yi's face turn pale and he couldn't help but howl.

The change was so sudden that no one had time to save him. When they saw Han Yi kneeling down, they were shocked and rushed forward to save him.

But Qin Yi suddenly raised his knee and hit Han Yi's breastplate hard, knocking him away.

"Damn it!" Chu Yuanqing roared angrily, rushed forward to catch Han Yi, handed him to others, then swung his wooden sword and slashed at Qin Yi.

"It's too slow!" Qin Yi said lightly, dodged away, then raised the wooden knife forward and stabbed Chu Yuanqing hard in the side that was not protected by light armor.

"Uh!"

Chu Yuanqing shuddered suddenly and fell to his knees, his face turned pale with pain, and big beads of sweat fell one by one.

"The energy is strong and the scream is loud enough, not bad!" After Qin Yi said this, he dodged again and avoided the attack from behind.

Seeing that both Grade A students were knocked down by Qin Yi, the surrounding Chongzhi Hall students did not dare to wait any longer and quickly gathered around, hoping to attack in a group.

In response, Qin Yi did not panic, but instead sneered.

Now he has great physical strength, great swordsmanship, and extraordinary martial arts. In this world, it is impossible to kill a hundred people, but it is not a problem to kill ten people.

What's more, these guys are just strategists. Even if they are physically strong but not very skilled in martial arts, he is not afraid of twenty or thirty of them, let alone only a dozen or so of them in front of him.

At that moment, he rushed towards the students of Chongzhi Hall like a tiger among the sheep. He swung the wooden knife in his hand repeatedly. Every time he swung it, he would chop down a student, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

On the troop deployment platform, Xuan Lingyao was so shocked that her red lips were slightly opened, and her autumn eyes were full of disbelief.

This...is this really Qin Yi?

One is equal to ten and no one can defeat him. Is this what a strategist can do?

Gradually, she also understood why Qin Yi was able to return home safely after encountering eight killers.

Just because he... is really strong!

On the side, Li Yunye cheered like a child, almost dancing.

On the viewing platform, Shan Xiuxian's eyes widened to the limit!

How worried he was just now, now he is so surprised.

I didn’t expect Qin Yi to be so powerful.

This guy has such strong martial arts, why don't he go to Jiangyuan instead of Ceyuan?

Although strategists have a bright future and their status is not weak, compared with soldiers, they are much worse.

Those who truly control thousands of armies are soldiers, not strategists.

Thinking of this, he shook his head suddenly and couldn't go to the General Court. If Qin Yi went to the General Court, who would inherit his mantle?

Although he has nothing to teach, after all, what Qin Yi did is more powerful than what he can teach, at least those military formations, he has never heard of.

But as Qin Yi's teacher, he would be honored if Qin Yi became famous in the future.

On the side, You Hong's face was extremely complicated, as gloomy as a dark cloud full of raindrops, and as surprised as if he saw the sun rising from the west.

He knew that some people could indeed defeat ten with one, but it was definitely not something that a strategist could do, so he could not accept the scene before him for the moment.

"Impossible, impossible!" He couldn't help but mutter.

After hearing this, Shan Xiuxian winked proudly and laughed.

Just for a moment, no one was left standing on the battlefield except Qin Yi.

Holding a wooden sword in his hand, he stood tall and straight in the flying sand and dust, surrounded by wailing members of the Chongzhi Hall.

Even though their faces were covered with sand and dust, the students of Mingxin Hall seemed unaware and looked at the tall and upright figure in shock.

This figure will always stand in their hearts and will never disappear.

Because the feelings at this moment, the incomparable shock, and the ecstasy were deeply imprinted in their minds, making them tremble.

The drums sounded, and the military formation practice ended. Even though the pain was extremely severe, the students of Mingxintang were all excited, using their hands and feet together, getting up and howling, venting their joy.

Qin Yi stepped forward slowly, helped Mu Yuhao up, and then helped up several other classmates. Then he looked at the happy people and said loudly, "The victory this time is due to your hard work. Everyone is

Well done!"

Everyone roared, not only happy but also full of gratitude.

They know that it is Qin Yi who can really turn the tide, but he can say this and take care of everyone's emotions, which shows that in addition to his talent, his character is also not bad.

Immediately, someone cheered, "Qin Yi! Qin Yi!"

Other students also shouted, and for a while, uniform shouts rang out in the battlefield, "Qin Yi! Qin Yi!"

They rushed forward and threw Qin Yi up while shouting. The mood was joyful.

Only the students of Chongzhi Hall sitting around had mixed emotions, some were resentful, some were angry, and some were admired.

Qin Yi's performance really leaves people speechless. There is only one word, absolutely!

If one is equal to ten, who can do it?

Han Yi had also sat up at this time, his face was pale, his chest was still heavy, and he felt a little uncomfortable breathing.

He stared at Qin Yi resentfully and then looked at Chu Yuanqing.

Chu Yuanqing had already stood up. He lowered his head, but there was no resentment on his pale face. He didn't know what he was thinking.

On the troop deployment stage, looking at the scene of everyone celebrating, Xuan Lingyao couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle, boundlessly charming.

At this time, she was no longer shocked.

It's right to think about it. Qin Yi can deal with eight assassins without being injured. Now he can defeat more than a dozen strategists. It's not a fantasy.

After celebrating for a while, everyone put down Qin Yi, and Mu Yuhao said to Han Yi and others, "Take a detour, retreat three people, and post an apology... Remember, this is what you should do."

Liang Ankang chuckled and said, "Although I am sore all over from being beaten by you, when I think about how you will be like your grandchildren when you see me in the future, I feel that my bones are a few ounces lighter."

"Haha, no, that makes me happy just thinking about it!" Looking at the resentful members of Chongzhi Hall, Zhang Dong was extremely proud.

Qin Yi had no interest in beating up a drowned dog, so he didn't say much. He turned around and walked towards the troop deployment platform. Unexpectedly, Han Yi's roar came from behind him, "Qin Yi, do you dare to compete with me again?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then began to ridicule, "Why, you didn't have enough fun just now, and you want to be beaten again?"
Chapter completed!
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