The speaker was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.
Wearing a red scholar's robe, surrounded by gold and jade, and with handsome facial features, it can be seen that the family's good looks are inherited well. At a glance, you can tell that he comes from a big family. His face is unruly and he has a commanding attitude.
However, the chief priest Qin under the ancient statue did not even raise his face. He still lowered his head and read the book seriously, paying no attention to it at all.
"What is he saying?"
"It seems that Sister Qin is not welcome and wants to make Sister Qin leave."
"Oh, is he the dean of the School of Knowledge?"
"Probably not, the dean wouldn't be so stupid."
"Oh, then what qualifications does he have to say such a thing?"
"I mean, there's nothing I can do about it, I'm so embarrassed."
Two little book boys, a boy and a girl, did not delay their work. They spoke as if they were talking to each other in cross talk, making each other harmonious, sarcastic and merciless.
When the red-robed scholar heard this, his eyebrows stood up in anger, and he said in a cold voice: "Two yellow-mouthed boys are seeking death? How dare you ridicule me like this?"
"Hey, is this person really a scholar?"
"He is so aggressive that even the books of sages have been read into the dog's belly."
"I'm not good at nourishing qi, so I'm probably playing a minor role."
"Absolutely. Small characters like to be in the limelight. Because they can't read well, they have to find other ways to find a sense of presence."
The two little comb-overs started singing together again and started cross talk again.
"Little thing, you are looking for death."
The scholar in red robe gritted his teeth, and the murderous intention appeared in his eyes, and said: "The cabinet was turned over and smashed, breaking the legs, and the fire burned the face."
An invisible force rippled out.
I saw the bookcase that the book girl was sorting suddenly rolled over and hit the little book girl's thigh. It was so fast that if it was hit, it would probably break the leg.
The little book boy who was standing by the bonfire cooking porridge suddenly screamed in surprise. The flames of the bonfire suddenly surged for no reason, turned into a scarlet blood snake, soared up, and licked the boy's face. This is important.
If you are really burned by the flames, your little face will be singed immediately.
"Do unto others, do not impose on others."
Chief Priest Qin, who had been reading a book, suddenly spoke.
Wonderful power flashed past.
The bookcase that had been knocked down was lifted up and stabilized as if the picture was turned upside down.
The fire snake that flew out suddenly shrank back into the bonfire.
The two little bookboys broke out in a cold sweat and raised their heads to glare at the red-robed scholar.
Priest Qin held the book in his hand, stood up slowly, stared at the red-robed scholar, and said, "What's your name?"
The red-robed scholar was struck by this gaze.
Look, my heart suddenly felt empty, but then I thought about it and realized that I didn’t have to be afraid at all. I sneered and said: “Bitch, remember, my name is Li Guangxu, I am a disciple of Donglin Bookstore, and I am also a disciple of Donglin Bookstore this time.
One of the candidates, I am qualified to represent all candidates, and I would like to officially tell you that you are not welcome in the Qiuzhi Academy. If you still have any self-awareness, get out immediately and don’t stay here and bore people."
Priest Qin said calmly: "Don't say that you are not qualified to represent all candidates. Even if you are, so what? I have never heard that there is a reason in this world that candidates do not allow others to refer to it."
"Principle is determined by strength."
Li Guangxu said proudly: "Now, I am stronger than you, so what I say is the truth."
"Very good. This is indeed in line with Donglin Academy's style."
Chief Priest Qin nodded lightly, with a hint of ridicule in his beautiful eyes, and said, "But are you sure you are stronger than me?"
Li Guangxu's expression changed slightly.
In terms of doctoral cultivation alone, he is naturally unable to compare with Qin Lianshen.
This is a ruthless character who has challenged for 721 consecutive times without losing.
Most of these seven hundred and twenty-one people are people of unknown reputation, but some of them are elite disciples from major colleges and universities in the Tear Mole Galaxy. Among them, there are even a few who have achieved far more than her, Li Guang.
A star student in the market.
One-on-one, he has no chance of winning.
"I know that your cultivation in the doctoral path is much better than mine."
Li Guangxu sneered and said: "However, if you want to drive away a ungrateful foreigner, you don't necessarily have to compete with your intellectual achievements."
The voice fell.
Beside him, a young man in his mid-twenties slowly walked out.
Different from other scholars wearing scholar's robes and square scarves, this young man is tall and strong, wearing dark red soft armor, with bulging muscles, his body is like cast iron, and his whole body exudes hot energy.
With the pressure of blood and the clear blood-colored evil energy, one can tell at a glance that there are martial arts masters of other bloodlines coming out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
"In Xiayuan Suiliu, Holy Body Path, 49th Star King level cultivation."
The young man cupped his fists and said calmly: "Qin Lianshen, do you want to leave here by yourself, or should I break your legs and drag you away from here."
Chief Priest Qin's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"How dare you interfere in the internal disputes within the Doctor's Path?"
"You, a strong man, are so unreasonable and a vulgar warrior..."
The two little book boys shouted angrily.
Her expression became serious.
Li Guangxu dismissed it proudly: "Bitch, do you deserve to call yourself an insider of the Doctoral Path? You're just a bitch from a foreign country... Hahaha, Brother Yuan, I'm going to trouble you this time."
Yuan Suiliu nodded, looked at Chief Priest Qin expressionlessly, and said: "I will give you ten breaths. After ten breaths, if you still don't retreat, I will break your limbs and drag you away from this place."
The two little bookboys wanted to say something else, but Yuan Suiliu snorted softly, with an invisible murderous intent coming out. The little bookboy suddenly turned pale and stepped back, unable to say a word.
"Ten...nine, eight, seven..."
Yuan Suiliu was counting down.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The scholars who were watching were suddenly excited.
It is inspiring to slap such a scourge in the face, humiliate it, and drive it out.
Li Guangxu even showed a sinister smile.
It makes sense for him to do this, and it does not only represent his own will.
In addition, there was also the pleasure of revenge because he had confessed to Qin Lianshen more than once before, only to be rejected coldly and ruthlessly again and again.
Since you reject me, then make a fool of yourself, bitch.
He looked expectant.
"five four three two one."
The countdown will end soon.
"Unfortunately, you made the wrong choice."
Yuan Suiliu took a step forward, and the air surged all over his body, saying: "I will break your limbs right now..."
Chief Priest Qin sighed and was about to make a decision.
at this time
"Whose limbs are you going to break?"
A voice containing uncontrollable anger came from behind Yuan Suiliu word by word.
At this moment, Yuan Suiliu's whole body trembled suddenly.
A huge sense of crisis surged out of his heart uncontrollably.
It was like being stared at by a terrifying star beast predator at the top of the food chain.
Cold sweat slid down drop by drop from Yuan Sui's forehead.
He didn't even dare to turn around.
Because his intuition told him that any movement could affect his energy and trigger an overwhelming and terrifying attack from the opponent.