I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Lu Ziqing couldn't bear to do any more cruel attacks, An Su's ribs were all broken, and he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

After hitting An Su, the paper money did not disappear, but bounced off him heavily, and shot back into the sky again.Lu Ziqing had no more interference, so he concentrated on wearing the paper money with his sword. At the same time, he swung his sword to block the ones that couldn't be put on together, hit An Su, and flew up again.

Ansu was beaten as if he had been shot by a machine gun, his body was shaking constantly, and he couldn't even heal himself.

"Nine seven, nine eight, nine nine, one hundred!" The last piece of paper money hit Ansu's upturned butt, and flew back to the tip of the sword. There are quite a few.

All around cheered: "Brother Thirteen is so handsome!"

Abbas excitedly said, "How can we be as fast and accurate as Shisan senior brother?"

Qingyu laughed loudly: "Yan Shisan also practiced wearing paper money in my class! Do you still dare to look down on my immortal teacher's class now?"

Lu Ziqing looked at everyone with a worried expression: "Actually, for a while, I, like all of you, hated seeing other people's funerals..."

Not far away, Yu Xuzi was sitting on Ni Feihong's floating cloud boat, and said with a smile: "You see, everyone can learn from people who are higher than themselves, but it is impossible to directly cross a natural barrier. Yan Shisan led Bass and the others are better than Qingyu because Yan Shisan is also growing up and is closer to Abbas and the others' troubles than Qingyu."

Ni Feihong nodded: "My first open swordsmanship class, I already have a clue."

Yu Xuzi felt relieved: "I have the same confidence in you as I do in Shisan."

While talking, everyone suddenly saw Yue Shiyu from Tianhong Courtyard, rushing with a large wind-throwing knife in his hand, as if he was going to split people in half.

A black-bearded immortal master who looked like Zhang Fei was wearing a white robe, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, pointing at Ansu, "Where is the bastard!"

Lu Ziqing was taken aback. This is Master Zhan Wanggong, who is known as the "God of Cooking", and he is responsible for teaching the courses of "Culinary Immortals". How could Ansu provoke him?
Seeing that Ansu had been beaten into a pile of shit, the two of them seemed to be late.

Yue Shiyu scolded: "This bastard drew a turtle on the test paper. After I beat him up, he sent him to the kitchen to wash the dishes. He actually broke a thousand bowls and escaped!"

Everyone's eyes are black, a thousand bowls!Is the canteen still available for dinner?
Prince Zhan said on fire: "There is still a pot! In the pot is the old soup that I have boiled for hundreds of years! How dare he pee in it! I will skin him and use his bones to make soup!"

Yue Shiyu waved his hand, and a stream of water rolled up Ansu, condensing into a huge transparent hippopotamus, and followed Yue Shiyu away.An Su was soaked in the hippopotamus' stomach, and suddenly woke up, spitting bubbles and struggling desperately, but he couldn't escape from the hippopotamus' body no matter what.

Yue Shiyu smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I will reason with you, after all, you are still alive."

Ansu rolled his eyes while drowning in the hippopotamus' stomach, spit out a series of bubbles, and sank slowly.

Lu Ziqing was sweating like crazy, how much Ansu likes courting death.

Then Lu Ziqing couldn't help but think of Ji Guangli. It was foreseeable that because of his arrival, the future of An Su and Ji Guangli had undergone tremendous changes.

--------

During dinner, Lu Ziqing cooked many delicious dishes in the Sipa Pavilion to celebrate Xie Wushuang's first day of class as a fairy teacher.

Those who came to eat were all senior members of the Sipa Pavilion, including Duan Feixiong and the four villains and four tyrants. Lu Ziqing didn't have to disguise himself in front of them, so he received him as Xiao Lu.

"How is Ji Guangli now?" Lu Ziqing asked.

"He has become the core figure in the class again." Duan Feixiong was very melancholy when he mentioned this, "I am not here, so Ji Guangli doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"But we still can't beat him." Qi Mulang was very depressed, "I don't know what happened to him, but he is much stronger than before. I feel like he has practiced for at least 100 years!"

"Is it so powerful?" Lu Ziqing was very surprised.

During the koi competition, Ji Guangli's ability was just that.Qilinzong Jinchan's second-level cultivation base, relying on the aura of an emperor, practiced a few moves of the Eight Desolation Sword Style, and cultivated a Shura Dharma.At the time, I thought he was quite fierce, but when I look back now, I naturally don't take his little ability seriously.

Later, Ji Guangli became a fool himself and became a terrified human body, losing all his self. In this process, did he actually gain any benefits?Impossible, Lu Ziqing remembered that when he picked him up, he was already like a newborn baby.His personality disappeared, but some basic cognitions and cultivation were still there.But his cultivation hadn't improved at all at that time, Lu Ziqing can be sure.

When I met him again at the beginning of school, Lu Ziqing really felt that there was something unusual.But exactly where the anomaly was, Lu Ziqing couldn't tell.

Lu Ziqing asked: "Is he cultivated very high now?"

Duan Feixiong said with certainty: "His Golden Cicada Qi has been cultivated to the fifth level!"

Lu Ziqing was taken aback, this is absolutely impossible, right?

Li Ang said with a bitter face: "So we all feel that he has cultivated for 100 years."

Lu Ziqing shook his head and smiled, Ji Guangli inherited the royal blood and lived for at most 70 years.It's probably due to the possession of God of Horror, which also made some changes to his body, making him a bit powerful, right?But the fifth level of the golden cicada, this is too ridiculous.

Wait a minute, Lu Ziqing remembered what Hu Yang said, in order for Ji Guangli to regain his 14-year-old mind, the Supreme Emperor put him in a secret realm, raised him for 14 years and then released him.Ji Guangli must have been practicing in this secret realm, right?This makes sense, Ji Guangli has practiced for more than ten years.

Qi Mulang lamented: "I miss Sister Wan'er so much, Ji Guangli can be suppressed only with her here! Those silly girls in Qilin Academy don't even know what Ji Guangli did before, and the immortal masters won't let them talk about it."

"Hmm." Lu Ziqing knew that the emperor must keep his mouth shut for the sake of face.The Royals, too, are unanimous in their position on the matter.

Then Lu Ziqing asked who could come to the rehearsal for the Millennium Celebration in Qilin Academy. Qi Mulang and the others shook their heads. They were either generals or from poor backgrounds. Where did they learn rhythm?This matter was originally Ji Guangli and Zhao Jieyi's strengths.

Qi Mulang and others scratched their heads while talking, we all look like this, who cares about dancing?