Heavenly God Mnemonic

Zuo Heng said in shock: "Qiyue, you...!"

Wu Qiyue stared at him coldly, and said, "What do you want to do?"

Zuo Heng put away the killing intent in his eyes, and said, "I just want to take a shot and teach this stupid... classmate who doesn't know the sky and earth!"

Qin Zhen also reacted and shouted angrily: "What are you? How can you teach my students!"

The expression on Zuo Heng's face changed. Knowing that Wu Qiyue and Qin Zhen had intervened, it was impossible for him to make a move, so he smiled weirdly: "Okay, let this classmate live a little longer. After he will be expelled from the academy, my master Talk to him again."

Yang Qingxuan squinted at him, making no secret of the contempt in his eyes, as if saying: Who is free to talk to you?

Zuo Heng's angry face turned purple, his fist bones trembled slightly, and the vulture's eyes seemed to respond: No one can save you from heaven and earth!

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly. He has seen a lot of such arrogant arrogant people all over the world, but later all became submissive.

With a worried look on Qin Zhen's face, he said, "Yang Qingxuan, you have been assessed."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and walked to the ring.

Suddenly there was a commotion around, and a large number of students came from a distance, all from the fourth class next door, and their teacher Yu Liang.

"It's a student from Class 4. What are they doing here?"

There was a commotion in the class, and there were a lot of conflicts between the two classes on weekdays, so they all cast hostile eyes when they knew that the visitors were not good.

"Don't be nervous, everyone."

Yu Liang, the teacher of Class 4, laughed twice and said: "I have almost done the assessment there. Let everyone rest and take the opportunity to take the students to observe the assessment of the students in Class 3."

Yu Liang's gaze fell on Wu Qiyue and Zuo Heng, and he was also quite surprised, but the strange color disappeared in a flash, and turned around and smiled: "Everyone must keep your eyes open and take a good look. The students taught by Qin Zhen are so amazing. Excellent. We have to recognize the gap between each other and go back to practice well after reading it, you know?"

"know!"

Loud laughter sounded from the fourth class, and countless joking eyes fell on Yang Qingxuan.

The students in the three classes were filled with righteous indignation, which was purely a shame to see them.

Qin Zhen said with a gloomy face, "If you want to learn, let's draw down the Dao. It's like a comparison between the teacher and the teacher or the student and the student."

Yu Liang smiled and said: "Ms. Qin Zhen misunderstood. Our fourth class is purely to observe and observe with a learning attitude. Class three is famous in the college and has outstanding results. Maybe it will come out with an excellent result in the assessment. History records."

He glanced at Yang Qingxuan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Haha, yes, we're just looking at the historical records!"

The students in Class 4 burst into laughter, and all kinds of unpleasant words came into Yang Qingxuan's ears. But he was still expressionless, his eyes were as deep as the sea, without a single ripple.

Qin Zhen was furious, but when he glanced at Yang Qingxuan, he couldn't help being surprised. Seeing his calm appearance, doubts arose in his heart, and the anger disappeared.

A different color flashed in Wu Qiyue's beautiful eyes, and a ray of red light flashed across her eyes, condensing into an imperceptible thin circle, but then scattered.

Qin Zhen snorted coldly, ignored it, looked at Yang Qingxuan, and said, "There are two ways to assess. One is to hit the thunder drum with all your strength. As long as seven thunder tones can be shaken out, it proves that the body is tyrannical. Cultivation of a master is qualified. The second is to sense this'Martial Soul Stone', which can test the potential of your Martial Soul."

One person in Class 4 cried out strangely: "The premise is-you have to have the potential of Wuhun."

"Hahaha!"

The rest of the people immediately followed, and the students of the three classes all glared. The brothers fought against the wall and resisted their insults. At the same time, they blamed Yang Qingxuan for being so embarrassed and humiliated the entire class.

Qin Zhen ignored the ridicule, and said calmly: "I know that Yang Zhao has been looking for elixir to wash your marrow through the Yijing for years, so that your vitality will slowly increase. But I don't know if I have reached Qigu Lei. At the point of the sound, you can hit with all your strength. No matter what the result is, you can also make yourself no regrets."

Yang Qingxuan looked around and saw a half-person-high lacquered red drum on the ring, made of Leiyin Beast skin. Shoot it with the palm of your hand, you can shake out the sound of thunder and measure your strength.

The side in front of me is the lowest-level thunder drum, which can test up to ten thunder tones, but this is enough. Because of the ten thunder sounds, it is already the standard of the yellow turban warrior.

On the other side was an oval-like irregular spar, which was transparent and visible, and gentle force slowly overflowed from it.

As everyone knows, there are two types of martial artists: those with body refiners can be powerful men, and those with Qi refiners can condense martial arts spirit.

When a strong man reaches the realm of a yellow turban strong man, he will be able to open mountains and crack rocks, and make him a general.

But the journey of a strong man is at the end, and the path of refining the spirit of martial arts is endless!

Yang Qingxuan walked to the Leiyin Drum, touched the drum surface of the war drum, and felt a strong force coming out just by touching the palm of his hand.

"Hurry up, harp, we're still waiting to see the record!" There was a loud noise from all around.

Yu Liang also smiled and said, "All the students in Class 4 are watching carefully. Take a look at the outstanding students taught by Teacher Qin Zhen."

Yang Qingxuan ignored the ridicule around him. After stroking the thunder drum for a while, he put down his hand and walked straight to the spirit stone.

"What is this fool? Does he want to test the potential of Wuhun?"

"Haha, he is crazy. If there is no Martial Soul potential before the age of fifteen, he will never have Martial Soul potential. He even hopes that he has Martial Soul."

"Oh, most of it is too nervous, dementia has committed again."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was waiting to see him joke, and even many students in the third class sighed.

Qin Zhen frowned and shouted: "Yang Qingxuan..."

The dean had personally tested Yang Qingxuan's symptoms. It was because of his incomplete soul, which caused damage to his mind and talent. It was absolutely impossible for a martial soul to condense.

Therefore, Grandpa Yang Qingxuan and the dean both meant to let him go the way of a strong man. If you can cultivate to the yellow turban strong man, you can also give Hou Baixiang, the megatron, and have your own foothold in Cangnan.

Yang Qingxuan said, "Teacher, I want to try."

Qin Zhen was taken aback, the "teacher" called very cordially. He keenly caught a slight strangeness, it seems that Yang Qingxuan is a little different from the past, and said: "Alright, you can try it."

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand and placed it on the Martial Soul Stone. The gentle touch came, and it felt very comfortable.

"Pump!"

Someone immediately laughed, "Looking at that serious look, it seems that there really is a martial arts spirit, hahaha, I'm so ridiculous."

"Hahaha."

The students in Class 4 sneered and laughed: "Today is an eye-opener. The students taught by Qin Zhen are really extraordinary."

"That is, maybe there will be martial arts coming out later! Let's keep our eyes open and watch it carefully, hahaha!"

Zuo Heng also sneered, and said sarcastically: "This silly classmate is very humorous." The unabashed contempt in his eyes showed an unparalleled sense of superiority.

He deliberately pressed the word "classmate" extremely heavily, and looked greedily at Wu Qiyue's beautiful face. Seeing that she didn't listen to her words at all, but watched Yang Qingxuan's test seriously, she couldn't help but get angry again.

Zuo Heng thought: "I'm so good, you turned a deaf ear to me. This fool is so trash, you care so much. Humph, in that case, I will give him an unforgettable thing later when this fool is fired. Lesson. As a price for you to ignore me."

Suddenly, a student's eyelids jumped and screams across the sky, "Oh my God! Look at it, it's the light of martial soul!"