The main building of the Lu Academy is not far from the martial arts hall. It has red bricks and green tiles and is antique.
Liang De followed the phalanx of the Lu School Department into the classroom. Although it was after class time, no one came to talk to him.
The unity within the school is to protect one's own life. Students will help each other if they can, but they are by no means companions who can be trusted to have their backs.
Teachers such as Yuan Tianren and Chang Duanxuan can only have contact with students during class time. Under the control of the Sword Immortal Relics Formation, they can't talk about anything else. Almost all the students in the Lu Academy think that transferring students is bad luck from heaven, and they will die in a few days.
They will be beaten to death by people from other departments, so there is no need to make friends with them.
Liang De was boredly scribbling in his notebook and waiting for class, until a large shadow appeared, causing the light in front of him to suddenly dim.
The man who came in front of Liang De was over two meters tall. His muscles were so exaggerated that he looked like a tire man, and his skin was glowing with bronze metallic matte. He was Lin Baolong, the first-year prefect of the Lu Academy.
"Hey, long time no see." Liang De greeted.
Lin Baolong nodded in response and said, "Someone wants to test your quality to see if you are worthy of living."
"Boss Lin, there are only a few minutes left after class, so stop talking nonsense.
Classmates must get to know each other. We will find out how strong this new classmate will be after entering the world.
I tried it out with my new classmate and treated it as his introduction.
There is nothing to say if you are beaten to death, it is better than being beaten to death by people from other departments and deducting points.
If you can't be beaten to death, you will be brothers in the Lu Academy from now on, and we will live and die together."
Liang De looked towards the direction where the sound came from. Behind the classroom, a large square man stood standing tall among the crowd. Everyone else had moved out of sight, leaving only the two of them looking at each other.
This big man is over two meters tall, slightly shorter than Lin Baolong, but his body thickness is almost twice that of Lin Baolong. His alienated and swollen muscles fill the four dimensions. His whole body is boxy and looks like a refrigerator, even his head.
It is wrapped in well-developed muscles, and the scalp is also covered with muscles, making it square.
Liang De had seen this person's information on his mobile phone. He looked so special that it was difficult not to remember it.
Shan Futian, the first-year study committee member of the Land Academy, had a record of killing 5 people from the Kong Academy and 5 people from the Sea Academy.
When I was reading the information, I thought this person had photoshopped the photos for pranks, but I didn’t expect him to look like this. What did the study committee members learn to become like this...
The bronze color of Shan Futian's whole body is thicker than that of Lin Baolong. This is a sign that Dong Tianbao has mastered the steel-like body forging method to a deep level. His attainments in this skill are actually deeper than that of his superior Lin Baolong.
Liang De stood up and rolled up his sleeves: "I don't know the rules when I first came here. Should I start working directly or change the place?"
"Refreshing!" Shan Futian's whole body glowed with a coppery luster, his blood vessels swelled, and his veins burst out. He charged forward, easily crushing the desks and chairs in front of him, and pushed straight towards Liang De with his two palms.
Come.
The crazy and arrogant blood energy exploded outward from between his palms. The fluorescent tubes above the classroom exploded one after another in the aftermath, and the three-blade ceiling fan bent and spun wildly. The entire classroom seemed to have entered the center of an earthquake.
The true biography of Dong Tianbao from the Lu Academy of Sciences, the Prajna Palm of the Abandoned Precepts!
Liang De immediately leaned back and slid the shovel, and rushed forward against the strong wind. When his legs reached Shan Futian's crotch, they were wrapped around his legs like living snakes, and then he used the slide shovel to move forward.
He continued to pull hard, trying to push forward Shan Futian with both palms and pull him down.
Shan Futian felt that his lower body was shaking, and he didn't even think about how to stabilize his body. Under the guidance of combat intuition, he fell forward directly, and the red copper palms on his chest buzzed and printed on Liang De's chest and abdomen on the ground.
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Liang De wanted to test the strength of this first-year academic committee member of the Lu Academy, so he stretched out his two palms and pushed forward with the same posture to intercept him in the middle. He faced Shan Futian with his four palms, and there were sudden explosions. His sleeves were shattered and his flesh and blood were blurred.
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Shan Futian grinned ferociously, and unreasonably doubled the output of his tyrannical palm force. Liang De's two arm bones were pressed from top to bottom into two piles of bone residue, which were pressed together with the flesh and blood on his arms, just like two brittle bones.
Bone meat pie.
The ninth position of the Prajna Palm of the Sacrifice is to crack the lotus platform with a hammer.
If you practice advanced martial arts in Buddhism to the depths, you must use high-level Buddhist methods to resolve it, otherwise you will easily become possessed.
Dong Tianbao's Prajna Palm of the Precepts goes against the grain. He never cultivates good deeds in his life. He only likes to kill people and set fires. The first practice of this palm technique will lead to fire, and the second practice will lead to demons. The blood will boil and he will be in pain. It all depends on his body, which is as steely as iron.
His muscles and bones endured the pain, and then the most arrogant dragon-elephant power burst out in the extreme pain and madness!
Liang De wrapped around Shan Futian's legs and tightened them inward, trying to crush his ankle bones with his rigid and soft snake body, but his thick, almost abnormally developed muscles and thick fat layer were unable to work.
Let me go. No wonder there is a saying in the boxing world that you would rather hit a wall than a refrigerator. This body type has such a strong defense.
Shan Futian raised his hand and slapped his palm down again. The steel-like forging method reached its peak, and a sonorous forging sound came from the skin and muscles.
Broken copper-colored swastikas appeared in the palm, sparks like molten iron bloomed, and wild flames brought high heat that burned the eyes.
The third posture of the Prajna Palm of the Sacrifice, burns the spiritual mountain! The target is Liang De’s front face.
Under the cover of the wild flames that covered his head and face, Shan Futian twisted his left hand behind his back, pulled the Bodhi tree upside down and passed it out from under his crotch, grabbing Liang De's lower abdomen.
"die!"
"Sorry, it's still a little short."
Shan Futian's palms were tightly grasped by Liang De.
I x, both hands are useless, what did he use to grab me!
Could it be!!!
Let me go!!!
Amidst the violent squirming and friction of the thing tightly wrapped around Shan Futian's wrist, the red copper cooled and the wild flames dissipated.
Those were Liang De's hands and arms that were just bones a second ago. Now they are intact as before, with a faint amber luster.
Lu Xuebu's Chang Duan Xuanzhen Biography, innate divine power and battlefield therapy.
Wrap your feet around your ankles and grab your wrists with both hands.
Liang De ignited Ren Du's second pulse engine, and his torso rotated rapidly on the spot.
Shan Futian's prism-like limbs were motionless, while Liang De's unusually flexible limbs had been twisted into a knot.
Immediately afterwards, Liang De suddenly stood on his head with his head as the fulcrum, and with his limbs fixed, he pulled Shan Futian up from the ground. His twisted limbs spread out like rubber bands and exploded with accumulated strength.
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The next moment, Shan Futian's huge blocky body was spun and thrown away.
With a roar, the high-speed rotating human body was thrown away and hit the ground, smashing through the floor and falling directly to the next floor.
After a long time, Shan Futian's voice came out from the human-shaped hole.
"I'm so fierce. How many grade points does Mo Feisheng's private cram school require? Are you still enrolling students?"
Liang De stretched out his arms and pulled Shan Futian up from the second floor.
This square man was quite free and easy. He patted the dust and debris on his body and thanked Liang De.
Lin Baolong activated the prefect's authority and restored the messy classroom. This is a free function provided in the main building of each department in the Sword Immortal Ruins and does not require the consumption of grade points.
All the first-year students of the Lu Department who were standing or sitting in the classroom stood up and introduced themselves to Liang De one by one.
They have different faces, smiling or cold expressions, and they are all living people.
Among them was Thrip. This sports committee member who looked like a desert flower among the giant cactus-like muscular men in the Lu Academy was still dozing on the table, probably because he had introduced himself to Liang De in the previous class.
, too lazy to do it again.
After everyone had greeted Liang De, Lin Baolong stretched out his hand to Liang De and said:
"Welcome to the Lu Academy. There are no other rules here. Sharing life and death is a lie. The first priority is your own life, and the lives of others in the department. If you can, help, and if you can't, pull them down."
"Okay." Liang De held his hand, "I think it's okay."
The class bell rang, and all the first-year students of the Lu Academy took their seats. This class was the compulsory advanced knowledge of Jie Yuan Walker.
Chang Duanxuan walked into the classroom with the bell ringing.