I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Yang Lie!"

"Yang Lie! Yang Lie!"

With a loud shout, the voice finally turned into a tidy frenzy, and the eight thousand students resonated! That kind of momentum has attracted everyone's attention!

After four years of hard cultivation, he reached the top. At this moment, Yang Lie also had uncontrollable excitement.

He took a long breath, and as soon as he unfolded his figure, he was about to rush towards Ring One.

suddenly--

A long figure landed on the ring first. His nose was straight, his brows were very convex, and a snow-white robe faintly revealed a body full of explosive power when the wind came.

This person is the chief instructor of the training camp, "Wind and Wind".

"The first ranking is not only an honor, but also a burden. It represents the face of my Haoyang training camp!"

Feng Changjue looked righteous, and said awe-inspiringly, "If the students of this class are not strong enough, but go out and scream for the first place in the training camp, they will only shame the training camp. Therefore, anyone who wants to compete for the first place Must pass my test and take my three moves."

"Ok?"

Yang Lie was startled. The chief instructor seldom participated in teaching, and the students had almost no chance to see him. There are rumors that the reason why he joined the training camp was only to have the opportunity to get the guidance of the principal "Zong Haoyang" who is the strongest of the Vientiane Realm.

At this moment, he jumped out, and Yang Lie suddenly understood: Feng Changjue must be Feng's family too! No wonder Feng Tianyi dared to jump in front of him before, because it turned out to be relying on his momentum.

Relying on the power of the chief instructor, he temporarily joined this test, not allowing himself to survive the three moves, and thus vetoed his qualification to compete for the first place.

"Wind is everlasting, you are a fake public for private benefit! Since my training camp was founded 28 years ago, there has never been such a rule!" Tu Feixiong roared.

"Huh! This regulation is passed by a collective vote of more than half of the instructors, and your opinion of Tu Feixiong alone does not count!" Feng Chang yelled absolutely.

Tu Feixiong turned his head and saw the dodge look of some instructors next to him. He immediately understood and couldn't help laughing: "I'll go to your mother's vote! You get me down!"

Amidst the roar, he rushed forward, trying to keep the wind down.

Feng Changjue's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped shouting: "Tu Feixiong intends to destroy the graduation assessment, Xiu blames the Chief Teacher for disregarding his colleagues!"

"boom!"

He brazenly slapped Tu Feixiong with a palm.

No one thought that he would do it. Unprepared, Tu Feixiong was smashed and fell into the ring, his dantian was churning, and he spouted a mouthful of blood!

"Instructor!"

This time, the rabbit's ups and downs changed extremely fast, and it was too late for Yang Lie to come forward.

The teacher's face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured. Yang Lie's eyes changed, the anger in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and his expression became calm.

He gently straightened Tu Feixiong and let him lie down comfortably: "Instructor, you said, except for me! Yang Lie! Your disciple! No one is worthy of first place. Now, I want to tell them—"

Yang Lie stood up suddenly, and an unparalleled fierce momentum broke out: "You are right!"

...

Boom!

With a phantom figure, Yang Lie stepped heavily down the No. 1 ring and glanced lightly at Changjue: "Let's start."

Feng Changjue had long learned from his nephew's narrative that Yang Lie was so ignorant to praise! What an arrogance!

Moreover, the honor of being No. 1 in the graduation assessment is related to the ownership of "that quota" and should not be lost!

"Humph!"

With a decision in his heart, Feng Changjue shook his right fist sharply, and the void "bang" with an explosion, hundreds of wildfire-like blue rays of light emerged out of thin air.

Under the traction of a mysterious force, Biguang quickly turned into three python-shaped flames, choosing people to eat.

"Three Snake Ghost Flame Hand, Proficient Level!"

"call!"

The flames of the three giant pythons swallowed the vitality of the heavens and the earth, their bodies expanded rapidly, and they grew to several feet wide in the blink of an eye. Overwhelmingly enveloped the ring, madly swallowing Xiang Yang Lie.

"Wow!"

All the students who watched the battle rushed to see where this momentum was a test. Feng Changjue clearly wanted to destroy Yang Lie!

"The Feng family is completely shameless for the first benefit of this graduation assessment. Tsk tsk, it's just a pity that the young man will become the victim of their ambitions." The boss of the wealthy Ling family sighed.

Among the students, Feng Tianyi twitched a cold smile at the corner of his mouth: "A mere pariah, dare to stand in my way? It's really cheap for you to die so easily!"

Suddenly!

His expression froze, his cruel smile was still on his lips, a horror and disbelief was already on his face--

Countless eyes gathered, only three giant pythons were pinched seven inches, stretched straight in the air. The Xuanpao boy looked indifferent, and his right robe suddenly shook: "The first move!"

boom!

The flame python seemed to be hit by the sky and the waves, and with a tremor, it dissipated on the spot into countless spots of light flying into the air.

"Blocked! Chief Yang blocked!"

Not only the students, but the representatives of the five great families also stood up abruptly: "Good fellow! This young man's combat power will not be inferior to Juyuan Sixth Layer!"

"He doesn't seem to be very old, he is so talented!"

In countless shocking eyes, Yang Lie's face was calm, and he stepped towards Feng Changjue: "Is this strength of Master Feng?"

Feng Changjue's expression changed, and his anger surged: "Originally, I only wanted to abolish your cultivation. Now, it's you who are looking for death!"

With a vision in his right hand, a silver-white spear that was six feet long suddenly appeared. The gun body was engraved with complicated array patterns, and red blood faintly flowed in it.

Human rank low-grade profound weapon, dragon blood gun!

Although it is the lowest-level profound weapon, its main material is deep-sea magic silver, and the magic array is depicted with the essence of seventeen six-level dragons, which is extremely powerful.

"Feng Changjue's murderous intentions this time, that boy is in danger!"

"This move has reached his strongest strength, reaching the top level of the sixth level of Ju Yuan Realm!"

Although Yang Lie's talent is strong, but no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the top six martial artists?

"Zheng!"

The dragon's blood spear pierced the air, and the spear head flame giant screamed, shrank into a fist-sized ball and slammed towards Yang Lie.

Gun out, stand up!

With a "poof", Yang Lie's body was pierced on the spot.

"Yang Lie!" Tu Feixiong roared.

The grief didn't have time to flow out, and only a figure appeared from Feng Changjue's side, it was Yang Lie! The figure that was originally pierced, like a wave of water, dissipated at an extremely slow speed.

"Yijing! It is the embryonic form of the "Illusive Body Yijing"!"

The Lu family manager stood up abruptly and exclaimed in a gaffe. The other four, without exception, have changed colors!

The appearance of the "prototype of artistic conception" means that we have stepped into the threshold of mastering the power of artistic conception. Once mastered, it is a sure thing to become a strong player in the Vientiane Realm in the future.

What does a strong Vientiane Realm mean for the balance of forces in the Blue City? Take the Feng Family as an example. If they have one person, then the eight forces of Blue City will immediately become the "Nine Great"!

And if the other forces have more than one person, they will immediately become the number one giant in Qinglan City with the momentum of crushing!

Facing Feng Changjue's trick just now, the Transfiguration Method finally broke through again. However, Yang Lie already has the two complete artistic conceptions of "Breakdown" and "Cracking Cloud", so he doesn't care.

"The prototype of artistic conception! Damn, how could this kid be so enchanting!"

Feng Changjue was completely panicked, Yang Lie was not terrible right now, but if the other party grew up, it would be a disaster for the Feng Family.

Murderous intent surged, and he roared: "You die for me!"

The internal force was perfused, the Dragon Blood Gun trembles, and a shot pierced Yang Lie's head.

Yang Lie took a long breath, morphed and used it, a series of afterimages appeared behind him, and dozens of punches were blasted in a blink of an eye!

The third trick! The strongest duel!

"Sneer!"

A series of flames flickered crazily in the air, completely enclosing the two figures, and outsiders could not see the reality. After ten blinks, the flame exploded and a figure shot out.

"Dang!"

When I saw the figure clearly, the entire training camp square was silent--

Just now the handsome Feng Changjue of Fengshen was covered in broken clothes, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with scorched black colors, and even the dragon blood spear fell aside.

"hiss!"

One after another, the sound of inhaling cold air sounded, Feng Changjue, a genuine six-layer powerhouse in the Ju Yuan realm, was defeated by the young man with only three moves?

"Ding!"

Yang Lie walked to Feng Changjue's side, kicked the Dragon Blood Spear at him, and said indifferently, "Test me? You deserve it too!"