Wei Jun is an old student among the second-class students. If it were just that, Qiao Ye would not know his name. However, Wei Jun is a member of General Shi's personal guard.
Among the other students, he is definitely the best.
Just like over there in the Spiritual Realm, no one in the Tianying tribe would be unaware of Feng Lei Yu Xue. In the Hedong Camp, others may not know or be familiar with it, but members of General Shi's personal bodyguards cannot possibly not have heard of it.
In fact, there is a consensus in the Hedong Camp that General Shi does not need so many personal guards. General Shi himself has a high level of cultivation. Are those personal guards still qualified to protect General Shi? Even if they need to do chores on weekdays,
Two or three are enough.
Therefore, another meaning of General Shi's personal guards is...
A second-class student with half a foot already in the first class!
Because of this, becoming General Shi's personal guard is the dream of almost every second-class student in Hedong Camp, which means that becoming a first-class student is just around the corner.
But, so what?
Qiao Ye didn't care what kind of reputation Wei Jun had, and said with a gloomy face: "Why do you do this?"
Wei Jun joked: "What do you think? A mixed-blood bastard!"
"They are innocent." Qiao Ye said: "They just happened to be chosen by me to patrol. If you want to cause trouble, you should come to me!"
"So, I have been waiting for you here!" Wei Jun laughed and said: "There are eleven people hanging here, and you will be the twelfth one I hang!"
Qiao Ye slowly put his hands into his fists and said, "If you can't do it, I want you to kneel down and apologize to them."
"It's just you?" Wei Jun laughed even happier instantly, pointed at Qiao Ye and said, "This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."
Wei Jun's right foot moved on the ground, and the ground under his feet was slowly crushed by Wei Jun.
"Qiao Ye, don't think that you are powerful just because you killed a few useless trash." Wei Jun stretched out his index finger and shook it contemptuously: "I will let you know today that in the Hedong camp, you are nothing
What? You don’t count!”
boom!
The moment Wei Jun finished speaking, his body suddenly leaned forward, crushed a piece of ground, and then flew out.
Extremely fast!
The distance between the two was not close, but they arrived in front of Qiao Ye in almost three breaths.
The next moment, Wei Jun jumped up and swept directly towards Qiao Ye's head with one kick, and then...
boom!
Qiao Ye raised his arm. After Wei Jun kicked Qiao Ye's arm, Qiao Ye's body didn't even sway.
"It seems that I am really nothing?" Qiao Ye said disdainfully: "I've seen it!"
Qiao Ye was obviously speaking sarcastically, and his words were full of ridicule. Wei Jun was immediately angered and shouted: "This has just begun!"
Wei Jun's body twisted and spun in the air, like a top, and then he swept with a powerful and heavy kick. But all Qiao Ye did was to raise his other arm.
boom!
Once again, he lightly received Wei Jun's kick, causing Wei Jun's expression to change slightly. The moment he landed, Wei Jun took a step forward, punched Qiao Ye in the face again.
boom!
The third sound of a punch hitting the flesh appeared. Qiao Ye raised his raised arm, spread his palm, and directly caught Wei Jun's fist.
"I've given you three moves, you should have had enough, right?" Qiao Ye said with a ferocious smile, "Now it's my turn!"
Click, click!
Qiao Ye clenched her fist tightly, and the next moment, her finger bones crackled.
Very scary momentum!
Wei Jun was shocked. For a moment, Wei Jun felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. It opened its bloody mouth and was ready to swallow him at any time.
Wei Jun almost instinctively jumped towards the rear and kept distance from Qiao Ye.
but……
In just a moment, Wei Jun saw a face almost right in front of him.
Qiao Ye caught up with him, and at an incredibly fast speed, he was in front of Wei Jun in the blink of an eye.
"You seem confident in your speed?"
Qiao Ye smiled ferociously, then raised his fist.
Can't hide anymore!
Wei Jun was worthy of being an experienced person. In an instant, he was stuck in Qiao Ye's face. Wei Jun knew that he was not as fast as Qiao Ye. When he was already stuck, he couldn't dodge at all. The two of them were too close.
.
Wei Jun could only cross his arms to block him, but Qiao Ye didn't seem to see it. There was no change at all and he just punched out.
boom!
Qiao Ye punched Wei Jun's arm, and a surging force came over. Wei Jun's expression twisted instantly, and his whole body flew back like a cannonball, hitting the fence, and the fence was destroyed with a bang.
A piece was smashed into pieces.
After lying on the ground for a while, Wei Jun gritted his teeth and supported the ground, getting up from the ground.
Qiao Ye smiled and said: "I am indeed nothing, but you seem to be worse than me. So, why did General Shi choose you to be his personal guard? Do you really have the qualifications?"
"Bastard, what did you say?" Wei Jun said angrily, "Say it again if you dare!"
Qiao Ye spread his hands and said, "Even if you say it a hundred times, isn't it true?"
"I'm going to kill you!" Wei Jun said angrily: "You, a mixed-blood bastard from the spiritual realm, dare to point your fingers at me. I'm just getting serious now!"
Wei Jun got up from the ground, then raised his leg and stamped.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ground beneath Wei Jun's feet exploded continuously, countless rubbles rose up, and large areas of the ground were broken.
At the same time, Wei Jun roared: "Martial spirit, rock spirit solid spirit!"
Around the trampled ground, the broken rocks kept flying towards the direction of Wei Jun.
Those rubbles kept sticking to Wei Jun's body, like a piece of armor!
No, ordinary armor is indescribable. After the rubble was centered on Wei Jun's body, it completely reshaped Wei Jun's body, a very huge rock body.
It is about three and a half meters high and more than two meters wide, like a rock giant.
This is the martial spirit of Wei Jun!
Imperial level eighth-grade possessed martial soul, rock spirit solid soul!
"Bastard!" Wei Jun took a step forward and shouted: "Die!"
Wei Jun's fist at this moment was almost half as tall as Qiao Ye, and he just hit him head-on. It looked extremely terrifying, and the strong wind whizzing by was like a hurricane, sending the sand and dust blowing around him into the air and swirling continuously.
Boom!
The next moment, as Wei Jun's giant rock fist fell, a crackling sound appeared, and a terrifying pillar of smoke shot straight into the sky, causing places within a hundred meters to tremble violently.