The members of the discipline enforcement team were suddenly shocked, thinking that it was indeed King Qiu Yan, and there was no reason at all.
That boy was also a wonderful person. At first everyone thought he was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but later seeing that he called the guide every time, everyone thought he was trying to show off his privileges here.
Now it seems like this is clearly a bumpkin who doesn't understand anything.
No wonder it can match the look of these rotten pants and torn rubber shoes.
"Qiu Yi, he is my student!"
A rare coldness appeared on Wu Xin's face, an explosion sounded in the air, and his arm was thrown out at an extremely fast speed to stop Qiu Yi.
Qiu Yi saw it, but didn't take it seriously.
Snapped!
There was a loud sound.
The four patrol members of the Discipline Enforcement Team felt their eardrums bulging hard, and saw their arms split apart at the touch of each other.
Wu Xin took a step back and stood still, Qiu Yi...
Not moving at all!
Wu Xin didn't think about why he couldn't even stop Qiu Yi with a palm, or maybe he had already expected it.
When he was retreating, he turned around and kicked up the vacuum and slammed it down.
The speed is so fast and the force is so strong, it's like a hurricane rising from the ground.
The hair of the people around him was suddenly blown up by the strong air current, and several people looked at Wu Xin in surprise, who struck out fiercely, leaving behind an afterimage.
No one expected that this bookish-looking guy could make such a sharp attack.
Qiu Yi originally did not intend to waste his extended right arm to block.
But when he saw the cracked ground around Wu Xin's feet, he finally frowned, and the right arm that was about to clasp Yan Zhang suddenly folded and turned around to block it.
boom!
The air waves dispersed.
The four people around him raised their arms to block the attack at the same time. Even though the speed was already very fast, they were still pushed back more than three meters by the aftermath.
Yan Zhang groaned and pressed his heels against the wall, resisting the complete aftermath. When he raised his head, his eyes were wild and ferocious...
In order to increase the power of this kick, Wu Xin jumped up with the power accumulated in her left leg and poured it all into her right foot.
But because he lost his support point, he was directly knocked back two meters.
Qiu Yi's body swayed but still did not retreat.
His indifferent eyes moved to Wu Xin and he said calmly: "It's as good as my eight-point level two years ago."
How arrogant!
When the surrounding members of the discipline team heard this, not only did they not think it was arrogant, but they were even more in awe of Team Leader Qiu, whose strength was unpredictable.
The clay figurine was still angry. Wu Xin stared at Qiu Yi, "You haven't investigated the matter clearly, so you just take action?"
"It's very clear." Qiu Yi replied coldly: "The two sides were fighting, and one side hit the other side with a deadly blow and severely injured the other side. I will take the brawler back."
"Wu Xin, since you are incompetent as a counselor, I will take some time to discipline you when I come back this time."
After Qiu Yi finished speaking, he stopped looking at Wu Xin and instead looked straight at Yan Zhang, with a sarcastic expression on his lips.
"Very good, your eyes are very similar to those wandering green wolves in the wilderness, but unfortunately those eyes will turn into pleading in the end."
After finishing speaking, Qiu Yi wore the long black clothes without wind, and her black hair swayed in the escaping steaming air.
An aura far more powerful than before emerged from his body.
Wu Xin actually felt a sense of tightness in his chest, and Qiu Yi's body was like a hill that was getting heavier and heavier in his eyes.
The palms behind his back were clenched into fists.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Yi had not just been promoted to 8 stars.
This is probably an eight-star blast class with a strong aura like Zhao Zheng, the examiner for the special recruitment of the battle order reserve that day!
Two years...
Thinking back to the time Qiu Yi mentioned, could it be that Qiu Yi has been practicing in the 8-star realm for two full years?
Then this strength has not only completely surpassed himself, but has even surpassed that "ignorant" guy Cheng Zicheng!
"fur……"
As soon as Wu Xin opened his mouth, he saw a fist magnifying infinitely in his field of vision, and he raised his arms to block it.
boom!
There was a loud noise and a black shadow flew out.
This time, Wu Xin was directly pushed back five meters!
His feet plowed two deep black marks on the floor.
Looking back at Qiu Yi, the powerful and heavy blow just now felt like a casual punch to him. He slowly raised his eyelids, and people noticed that white mist like water vapor came out of the fist edge.
"I'm not interested in listening to your ramble."
After saying that, Qiu Yi looked at Yan Zhan whose eyes became more and more ferocious, and a low beast-like roar came out of his throat.
"Freshman, it's a pity that you are not qualified for me to call you junior."
As soon as the voice fell, Qiu Yi brought up the biting wind and put away his fist, then spun on the spot, swung his kick in a circle and then swept it out fiercely.
Because of the strong force, the crowd only saw a circle of almost twisted black air blooming around Qiu Yi.
Outside Hall No. 7, the students who stood on tiptoes to barely be able to see this scene couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
No one expected that King Qiu would be ruthless next time.
This kick was solid, and the injury was probably more severe than the fourteen people who had just been carried away from the ground.
Yan Zhang's eyes were fixed on Qiu Yi, his body was trembling, and there was a fierce battle in the depths of his pupils.
He gritted his teeth so hard that his cheeks were deformed.
Not fear, not fear, but a kind of restraint.
He is suppressing the animal nature deep in his consciousness.
He knew from Qiu Yi's disdainful eyes that the other party knew that he was suppressing some kind of instinct, but Qiu Yi still did it.
Therefore, Qiu Yi's violent kick was intentional.
Bringing Yan Zhang back is an irreversible result.
Qiu Yi wants Yan Zhang to put down his extremely stupid and unruly attitude. He wants to tell everyone in the most direct way that no one can be arrogant in front of the disciplinary team.
Therefore, if Yan Zhang didn't unleash his full strength, this kick would be enough to knock him into shock.
But even so, Yan Zhang still didn't want to do this.
He didn't care about the superpower he awakened, and he didn't want to use it, because he didn't think he was in a controllable state at that time, and he didn't like to be regarded as a madman.
He was just angry because the other party didn't even investigate the matter and just pinned all the charges on himself.
This anger is destroying his sanity bit by bit.
And this is precisely the direction Qiu Yi deliberately guided.
"well……"
Outside Hall No. 7, on the three floors inside and outside, there was a bustle of people.
But at this moment, everyone heard a faint sigh.
Then, there was a cry of surprise.
That was the exclamation made by a patrolman from the Discipline Enforcement Team.
The admonition stick on his waist suddenly disappeared.
Instead, from the corner of my eye...
A sudden black rainbow!
The strong wind passed through the uneven ventilation holes on the discipline stick, making a shrill and harsh whistle.
Qiu Yi turned around and kicked out quickly enough.
But the speed of this stick that appeared almost simultaneously was more than twice as fast!
Qiu Yisenhan's eyes suddenly glanced to his side,
Boom!
Twisted ripples spread out from the leg bones!
Yan Zhang still had his eyes open when he saw the sword-like wave of air that instantly wiped his cheek and cut into the wall behind him.
A two-meter-high crack emerged clearly.
Qiu Yi's high-swept legs were still hanging in the air, her eyes were looking back with a serious look, and her voice was so cold that it made the crowd feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.
"--who!"
"Can you give me some face?"
A faint voice came from outside the museum, and the crowd suddenly looked back.