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In a word, Yan Rong is still a little self-conscious. What he has compiled are some small countries and even some scattered cultivation with no big background.

So, in these days, it's going very well. Maybe they are all talents from all countries and cities, but when they come to the day by day holy palace, they become mediocre.

Most of the freshmen are convinced of Yan Rong, and they are better than struggling alone.

However, Gou Wu, his running dog, was beaten. It's no doubt that he was delayed by Qin Sheng.

Yan Rong was angered. His character is to be vindicated. Now he has been slapped. He absolutely wants to get back to the scene. In front of the public, he should do something to make an example of others. It is the best thing for those small forces who were originally wavering to join himself.

Think of here, Yan Rong's face hangs some cruel smile, he looks at Qin Sheng, even some pity.

Yan Rong is very tall. He approaches Qin Sheng's table and says coldly, "which hand is fighting?"

"We are new students, and I don't want to be too aggressive. I'll fight Gou Wu with one hand and stretch it out. I'll knock it off. It's over."

Yan Rong's voice is cold, and her eyes are shining, locking Qin Sheng.

Everyone was confused. They were onlookers. They just knew Qin Sheng's real identity. Qin Sheng was a nine level guest Qing from shendanzong. It's estimated that his talent for alchemy was very powerful. Otherwise, he seemed to be so valued by shendanzong even when he was not twenty years old.

"His name seems to be Yan Rong?"

"Is he a fool to let an alchemist who is suspected of five products cut off his hand?"

"Shh, don't remind him, just wait for the fun."

Familiar with each other's new life, in the appearance of the voice, their faces with an inexplicable smile, deep in the pupil, shooting out a bit of schadenfreude.

Qin Sheng stood up, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, with some inexplicable smile. He stretched out his hands and joked, "what should I do if I hit both hands?"

Yan Rong feels strange. He feels that the freshmen around him who can enter the third floor of the daily building have no less background and status than himself. But how can they look at themselves as strange?

Yan Rong is a genius once in 50 years in Xuanyun country. He will have the chance to become a God's mansion in the future. Of course, he only has the chance. The probability is barely 50%.

It's very difficult for the powerful people in Shenfu to achieve. Most of their talents will die in the storm and thunder.

Yan Rong is acutely aware of these new onlookers, and looks at herself with some pity and sympathy.

What's the matter?

Did something just happen that he didn't know?

His Yan Rong is the second day of Xuanyun kingdom. Why should others pity him.

Although he was puzzled, he looked at Qin Sheng's face and laughed. He became angry immediately. He said coldly, "I'm sorry. Since you have both hands fighting, I can only break your hands to make an example!"

"Otherwise, people will think that people in Xuanyun are bullies!!!"

Yan Rong's words are full of arrogance.

However, it feels like an idiot farting in front of Qin Sheng and Wu Dade, even some freshmen in the distance.

Qin Sheng grinned and said, "Why are you still in a daze? Come on, I'll put my hand here, just come... "

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