In Ziyuan Military Arena, the wind passed by silently, and everything was silent.
Three hundred disciples surrounded Chu Yue from all sides, but they were all motionless, with that wanton and unruly red figure reflected in their eyes, full of deep horror.
The red-haired boy with the bone-crushing battle ax pressed against his throat had his pupils constricted. He even breathed carefully, and he didn't even dare to roll his Adam's apple and swallow for fear of being killed accidentally.
Seeing this situation, the little book boy standing next to him looked at Feng Qingyundan in astonishment.
Chu Yue looked at the red-haired boy jokingly, tapped the handle of the bone-crushing battle ax with her fingertips, and said slowly: "Do you know you are wrong?"
The young man pursed his lips stubbornly, looking rebellious and staring at Chu Yue reluctantly.
"Oh, I see......"
The young man said it reluctantly.
Chu Yue slowly withdrew the bone-crushing battle ax, and Ziyuan's disciples were ready to move again. The red-haired boy showed his murderous intention, and Chu Yue said casually: "Those who cause trouble should be kicked out of Ziyuan. Our hospital will not breed white-eyed white-eyed people with wolfish hearts and dog-like hearts."
Wolf."
Ziyuan's disciples were all stunned in place, with a little panic on their faces.
You know, they were all brought back by Dean Ji Cang. So far, no matter what they have done, no one has kicked them out.
Over time, the academy also allowed them to fend for themselves in the depths of Ziyuan, abandoning themselves.
Although each of them is indifferent to the world, they all have deep feelings for each other and regard Ziyuan as their home.
Therefore, they will never allow any outsiders to appear and break their tacit and perfect balance.
And these people are very self-aware. They feel that they are not human beings. Their bodies are filled with blood full of killing and cruelty like wild beasts. They are incompatible with this prosperous human world, so they stay in a corner, waiting for the day of liberation.
day.
The arrival of Chu Yue broke this balance.
The three hundred Ziyuan disciples, all like tigers, wolves, leopards and lions, regarded Chu Yue as a villain who invaded the territory.
Chu Yue looked around, carefully observing the changes in the expressions of each disciple.
There was a wave of ambition surging in her eyes.
She was as clear as a mirror and knew very well that the reason why she chose Ziyuan's disciples was because most of the disciples in the Zhan Zhan Academy had families behind them.
After leaving the academy, I shouldered the honor and disgrace of my family.
But Ziyuan's disciples had no home and were all alone.
If you take this group of desperadoes as your own, train them, and tap into their deeper potential, they will surely become the strongest shield in the world and the most unstoppable and invincible victorious army!
This is the purpose of Chu Yue coming to Ziyuan alone!
Zi Xieyun built the prototype of Trumen in Shura Realm, and she also wanted to cultivate truly loyal and fearless people!
The ten academies' Asteria is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, a place where garbage gathers. In Chu Yue's eyes, it is a gem that has not yet been polished, a treasure that has yet to be discovered!
The little fox stood on Chu Yue's shoulder with a proud air, even more noble than the cat from the aristocratic family.
He looked at the confident girl and knew clearly the purpose of coming to Ziyuan.
Therefore, he endured the urge to send these people to Jiuyou to see what Ziyuan's choice would be in the end!
Among the densely packed disciples of Ziyuan, a tall, nine-foot-tall man walked out from behind. He was so majestic and high-spirited that when he walked, the ground of the martial arts field seemed to tremble with it.
"Ziyuan, you are not allowed to blaspheme."
He looked at Chu Yue with fierce eyes, raised his hand, pointed at Chu Yue, and then pointed at the exit of the martial arts field, "You, get out of our place."
"Elder Ye, this person has immense human power and has the power of an ox or a tiger."
The little book boy whispered in Chu Yue's ear.
"None of your business!"
The burly and strong man stared angrily and shouted angrily, like a tiger roaring in the forest!
At the same time, he punched the little book boy in the cheek. The punches were fierce and strong winds were flying. If this punch was struck, the Tianling Cap would be shattered!
The little book boy gasped and his legs began to feel weak.
boom!
Chu Yue's battle ax fell to the ground, and he clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed it with his bare hands, colliding head-on with its fist!
Slender hands, skin as good as snow.
Compared with the iron fist of a strong man, it is weak and vulnerable!
The two fists collided, the ground shook, and the wind blades spread out like ripples on the water!
"Click, click..."
The sound of the metacarpal bones cracking was like a melodious sound at night.
Ziyuan's disciple stared intently at the place where the two fists collided.
Even the little book boy closed his eyes in fear, thinking that Chu Yue's metacarpal bone was cracked.
The next moment, the burly man's face changed drastically, his fists stretched out weakly and dropped downwards.
Chu Yue struck while the iron was hot and pursued the victory, sweeping out a whip leg and hitting the side of the burly man.
With a "Puff" sound, the strong man leaned forward and vomited blood.
“Bang!!”
When the strong man was about to fall, Chu Yue grabbed his collar. The power contained in her jade hands was endless and terrifying. She actually dragged the nine-foot strong man and smashed it to the ground. She also buckled due to inertia.
body.
Thick dust and smoke were blown away.
She raised her head, her red lips slightly raised in a smile that was not a smile, and there was an evil spirit in her eyes.
His eyes were like a biting cold wind sweeping over the disciples gathered in the martial arts field, like Shura coming from purgatory, and he asked sternly, word by word: "Who else wants to die?"