Chapter 24

Notting college, the playground at night, three figures like ghosts, in the night, two before one after the chase.

"Ha ha... Xiao San, little dance. You two don't run! Come and have a good time with brother Qiu... "The figure in the rear laughs and laughs at the same time.

Tang San and Xiao Wu are dark and happy. This guy is as hard as wearing anti injury armor. He can't move or control. As soon as the first soul skill of BLUESILVER grass was entangled, he was torn to pieces, which made Tang San doubt his life. His blue silver grass was very tough, and he could pull a tree with leg thickness into 90 degrees.

As for the soft skills of the little dance, let alone the legs, even if they were wrapped around Ye Zhiqiu's neck, they could not be moved. They had no use at all and were restrained to death. If the little dance comes hard, it will only hurt her.

After nearly a year's improvement of shouhe's origin, ye Zhiqiu's physique has been strong and inhumane, which has been upgraded by many grades compared with before.

Now, even if Tang San and Xiaowu, who are level 17 soul power, join hands, they are not ye Zhiqiu's opponents. There is no way for them. They really can't fight. Giving Ye Zhiqiu a punch is like tickling.

Of course, this is when Tang San didn't use the concealed weapon. The hidden weapon's lethality is still very strong.

However, ye Zhiqiu did not use his cards. This year, he was not in vain. In the first week of the eight door dunjia school, he had already bought it.

In the past year, ye Zhiqiu has accumulated nearly 15000 negative emotions, a little less. Because this group of notting college students, has been in Ye Zhiqiu again and again in the ravage, slowly get used to.

The increase of negative emotion value naturally becomes slow, which makes Ye Zhiqiu feel helpless. You seem to have stripped the sheep?

"Don't fight, don't fight. Brother Qiu, your constitution is comparable to human beings and beasts. Day by day, you are stronger and more abnormal..." the little dance stopped panting and complained that she couldn't run any more.

Tang San's face is better, but his chest is slightly undulating, and his shadow makes him avoid Ye Zhiqiu's attack, which will save a lot of energy.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who stops not far from them, Tang San smiles bitterly. Ah Qiu's progress is so fast, especially his physique, which is just like opening up.

At the beginning of the school, Tang Sanhe and Xiaowu fought with Ye Zhiqiu, and they were able to hold the upper score. This is the case when ye Zhiqiu did not use the eye of writing wheel, and the two sides only competed with each other in body skills.

However, after about a few months, even if he no longer used the wheel eye, ye Zhiqiu could still rely on his strong physique and rapidly improved fighting skills to crush the little dance and draw a tie with Tang San, who was in full swing.

This is not to say that there is a big gap between Xiao dance and Tang San, but everyone is good at different fields.

At this point in time, the soft skills of little dance have little effect on Ye Zhiqiu, who is increasingly strong in physique. Tang San is relying on ghosts and shadows to struggle with Ye Zhiqiu.

Half a year later, Tang San and Xiaowu have started to join hands. Don't think about it. Joining hands doesn't mean that they can beat Ye Zhiqiu, but it can make them lose less ugly.

Up to now, nearly a year has passed. Even though Tang San and Xiaowu are getting more and more tacit, they are still eaten by Ye Zhiqiu. Without using powerful concealed weapons, ye Zhiqiu can easily crush the two of them. This is still the case without opening eight door dunjia. With Ye Zhiqiu's current constitution, he has been able to open the first three doors without injury and the fourth with slight injury.

Eight door dunjia is like the shackles of human body. Every time a shackle is opened, each attribute is a geometric measurement of soaring.

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't want to open the third door, just open the first "open" door of the human body. Tang Sanhe and Xiaowu are afraid that they can't even hold on to the three breaths.

Ye Zhiqiu preliminarily estimated that if he had opened the eight door dunjia's three gates before his death, and his shulunyan, which had been upgraded to three gouyu, would be enough to fight against hunzun.

If there is soul skill as an auxiliary means, soul Zun can easily defeat, and can pull wrist with hunzong.

In the past year, ye Zhiqiu's growth has been too great. No matter the fighting skills or the accumulation of his own details, ye Zhiqiu's growth has been explosive. Even ye Zhiqiu is astonished at the speed.

Looking at Tang San and Xiaowu, whose faces are a little red because of strenuous exercise, ye Zhiqiu regretfully gives up the idea of continuing to practice tonight. After all, it's very cool to hang Tang San and Xiaowu.

They found a clean lawn and lay down side by side in large letters. While resting, they looked up at the stars hanging high in the sky, blowing the cool night wind, which was quite leisurely.

Ye Zhiqiu put his hands on his head, and his eyes looking at the night sky are slightly distracted. How long can this carefree and playful day last? What will you grow up to in the future? Will you become a God? And bound by the divine world of the universe?

"Ah Qiu, are you going to the soul hunting forest tomorrow?" Tang San suddenly asked.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He slowly regained his mind and said in a soft voice: "yes, it's less than ten days from the holiday. I should also go to get the soul ring. Otherwise, in the past of this year, I may not be able to join you in the promotion to notting intermediate psychic college."In fact, the main reason why Ye Zhiqiu wants to be promoted to the intermediate notting soul division college is that the sheep of this junior college have been stripped bald by him, so there is no profit.

"Be careful..." Tang San seems to want to say something, but when he thinks that he and Xiaowu are all easily crushed by a Qiu, he realizes that ye Zhiqiu is no longer the Ye Zhiqiu he used to be. Unconsciously, he has grown up to the point where he needs to look up to himself.

I can't only think of Tang's powerful body, but I can't help but sigh with emotion. Is this the essence of martial spirit?

Xiaowu's eyelids droop and her mood is a little low. Whenever people talk about hunting and killing animals around her, she always does.

At this time, a hand suddenly gently rubbed her small head, small dance look past, is Ye Zhiqiu.

"Little rabbit, you are still very weak now. You can't change anything. You can make rules by yourself. You can't sympathize with all the beasts in the world, and some of them don't deserve your sympathy. "

After leaving this sentence, ye Zhiqiu got up and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Tang San, with a face of muddled expression, and a man and beast of 100000 years who pretend to be calm.

Xiaowu is a little surprised. Is this discovered? Or is Qiu Ge just talking about it?

But when I think of Qiuge's weird eyes, Xiaowu feels that she has a high probability of being found, but she is not very worried. What if she is found? Xiaowu always believed that ye Zhiqiu would not run to report her. After a year of getting along with each other, we all have a number in our hearts.

Ye Zhiqiu's attitude towards the little dance is like a big brother's attitude towards his sister, except that he sometimes dribbles strangely.

It's just that the elder brother will occasionally have a vicious tongue, which is not as gentle as Tang San.

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