Chapter 442

"Father, don't be angry. Everyone in Huangfeng city knows that Wang Li is a member of our royal family. There is only one person who dares to attack our royal family in Huangfeng city."

Wang Yan, who is standing beside Wang Mou, analyzes.

Wang Yan is different from Wang Li. As a Golden Knight, Wang Yan is a constant conscription of the state of Zhao. His strength has a dual level of quadrupole. You know, he is only one year older than Chen Jie.

The last time he found ye QingHan's body was the first time he came across it on his return journey. When he was recruiting outside, he often had contact with his family. Chen Jie's name was also remembered in his mind.

I can't say no. Wang Yan is definitely the first genius of the Wang family.

"You mean Chen Jie? Isn't he the only one with the strength of kyuki? How can you kill Wang Li so easily. "

Wang Mou asked with some doubts.

"Yes, father, do you remember ye QingHan, the seventh killer on the list I told you about? I met Chen Jie in the same inn that day, and ye QingHan was probably killed by Chen Jie. "

Wang Yan said slowly.

That day, Wang Yan took a rest at the inn not far from Chen Jie and was ready to go home. However, he didn't expect to encounter such a big battle just after returning to the city. He went out to have a look curiously. Finally, he saw a shadow disappearing in the sky, and the one lying on the ground was ye QingHan.

"Report to the owner that this is the trigger finger found in the explosion outside the Palace this morning. It belongs to master Wang Li."

A guard looks like a silver ring on the ground.

This morning, the Wang family also heard about the huge explosion outside the Palace last night, so they immediately sent people to investigate the situation.

But I never thought that Wang Li died in the explosion outside the palace.

"Chen Jie!"

Wang Mou's face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with flames.

Although Wang Li is Wang Mou's son, he is the only son of Wang Kun, the second elder of his family who died. He is also the second young master of the family and the face of the family.

"Father, do you need me to bring someone to arrest Chen Jie?"

Wang Yan looks cold and fierce, said in a deep voice.

"No, now Chen Jie is No.1 in Huangfeng city. He slaughtered the most chaotic place in the desert city. Even the Lord of the Kingdom met him personally. He is now in the limelight. If he is taken down at this time, our royal family may be in a bad mood and give those traitors a chance to attack our royal family."

Wang Mou converged his anger and said calmly.

Wang Mou is the number one man. He can endure such insults in the face of the Wang family. If Wang Xun had been there, he would have killed Chen Jie all over the city.

"Just let the boy bounce for two days. Sooner or later, my Wang family will find these things."

Wang Mou said in a deep voice.

Tianhuang college dormitory building.

After the first battle last night, Chen Jie didn't go anywhere, so he went straight back to his dormitory.

Tianhuang college has a tradition every year, that is, admission trials.

Every year, Tianhuang college convenes colleges in various places of Zhao state to enter Tianhuang college through enrollment, but this is the first step.

Tianhuang college, as the best college in Zhao state, has the most teaching resources and hardware facilities in Zhao state, and has the national financial expenditure. Tianhuang college is basically a ticket to the strong society. If you enter it to study, you will get rich or expensive.

The main reason is the end of time.

As the most powerful person in Zhao state, no one doubts his strength. It is said that at this age, he has no children. He has never accepted any apprentices. If he can get away with his old family, it will be a step up to heaven. Even the Lord is nothing in front of his family.

The admission selection competition will directly determine the teaching resources enjoyed by the students entering the school, which will directly determine the future prospects.

"This trial must be a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Many forces of Zhao state will appear in front of the public."

Chen Jie's calm analysis.

Now that you have come to Tianhuang college, you should enjoy the best resources. Even though Chen Jie has the tradition of Brahman, the world is changing. Maybe after Brahman, you will find many skills.

Chen Jie sits cross legged on the ground, with a slow rise and fall of his chest. Chen Jie absorbs almost real spiritual power

Into your own body.

As a pattern master, Chen Jie can easily portray one or two spirit gathering arrays for cultivation in his room.

Chen Jie's soul power surges in his eyebrows, wrapping his whole body in an instant, exploring inch by inch.

"The words I said last night didn't look like the language I usually use. Is it that the secret seal technique that Qingyan imposed on me has failed?"

The soul force is checking inch by inch, and Chen Jie's brain is constantly thinking.

When he killed Wang Li last night, Chen Jie didn't notice any abnormality in his body. After Wang Li died completely, he found that he didn't know when his palm actually appeared the situation of physical beast caused by absorbing the blood essence of the ancient fierce tiger.

So instead of staying at the scene of the incident, he rushed back to the college quietly. After all, orcs are still very sensitive words among human beings.

This essence blood is the blood of the divine beast. Because of Chen Jie's self cultivation status, he could not completely refine this drop of essence blood. So from the moment he absorbed this drop of essence blood, Chen Jie would use aura every day to suppress the evil spirit released from the essence blood. Otherwise, Chen Jie would have been dazzled by the evil spirit and turned into a killing machine.

But from the last time, Qingyan put a secret skill of the orcs on her body, and sealed the blood essence of the ancient wild beast in her body into the Dantian, Chen Jie's situation is much better.

"Here it is."

Chen Jie's soul finally touched the source of the evil spirit.

A complicated pattern appears in Chen Jie's Dantian.

The seal appears round and then spreads towards the center of the circle in a strange pattern. You can see that there are many strange symbols on the lines. Qingyan told me that this is the language of their ancient orcs. Most of them have been lost, leaving only a part of them. And this seal technique was handed over to her by Qingyan's father.

Sure enough, there was an almost invisible crack in the seal that Qingyan put on Dantian, but you can still feel the red evil spirit from the crack.

"Use my aura to see if I can plug this crack, so as not to be affected by the evil spirit."

Looking at the constant stream of evil spirit in front of him, Chen Jie thought out a way.

Suddenly, mingled with a force of wind and thunder, the aura slowly rushes towards this tiny crack, trying to repair the seal.