Chapter 22

"Headmaster, the other party is from Baiyun middle training college. We really..."

Before Lin Gensheng finished, he was interrupted by the headmaster Zhang Fenghe.

"Let them make a lot of noise." Zhang Fenghe waved his hand and immediately walked into the headmaster's office.

……

Anyue college, the back woods.

At this time, countless students of Anyue college were standing in the woods, their faces were all very wonderful, because they knew that they would see a big war soon.

"Ye Chen, you don't know who he is, do you?" Yang Feng disdains to look at leaf dust to say.

"He is a student of Baiyun secondary training college, my cousin Wu Yun, senior reserve warrior, medium talent, secondary strength talent!"

Yang Feng continued.

As soon as this was said, all the students were in a daze.

Medium talent is already a super talent in Anyue college, and there are inferior strength talents?

You know, second power talent is attribute talent!

As long as it is found that students with attribute talent will be trained by the college.

When Liu Qianqian heard the speech, her white face appeared a thick worry. Although Ye Chen was better than her, she was a senior reserve warrior after all, and she also had inferior strength talent.

"Qianqian, you don't need to worry, actually I'm not..."

Ye Chen's words didn't finish, and Yang Feng's voice was introduced into all people's ears again.

"Ye Chen, although you are a high-level talent, you are only an intermediate reserve warrior. Please kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe my cousin can spare your life."

At this time, Yang Feng's face is as proud as it is.

Wu Yun smell speech, his face is very proud up, it is obvious that he enjoys Yang Feng's boasting to him.

All the students in the grove looked at each other and looked at Ye Chen, wondering how she would answer.

"You..." Ye Chen looked at Wu Yun, "what are you waiting for?"

Wu Yun smell speech pupil fierce shrink, in any case also did not expect, Yang Feng all said his identity, this leaf dust can be so calm and calm.

"Since you are determined to die, I am not to blame!"

As the sound falls, Wu Yun raises his fist and punches Ye Chen. His fist has a trace of wind power.

Reserve soldiers can't cultivate skills, but can only practice some body forging skills. Of course, ye Chen is an exception.

Forging one weight can make 80 Jin force!

Forging double can send out 120 Jin force!

……

Junior reserve soldiers can play seven hundred jin.

Intermediate reserve soldiers can play 1000 Jin.

Senior reserve soldiers are able to play 1200 Jin.

Add the last time such as strength talent, Wu Yun can play at least 1500 Jin.

All the students opened their eyes wide, and Wu Yun's fist was about to hit Ye Chen.

Power?

Ye Chen smiles coldly. Now he is a senior reserve warrior with medium strength talent!

He can play at least 2000 Jin!

If you add the dark level skills of powerful Bull Demon boxing, then the degree of terror is more obvious.

When Wu Yun is about to approach Ye Chen, ye Chen hits out heavily!

"Boom

Ye Chen's fist and Wu Yun's fist hit each other heavily.

Yang Feng naturally knew that the fate of Ye Chen would be miserable, but when he saw the painful expression on Wu Yun's face, he was shocked.

All the students saw the sad expression on Wu Yun's face.

"No way! Absolutely impossible

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and tried to endure the pain, looking at Ye Chen's death, he said.