Veins popped out on Zhang Zhixiong's forehead. His gaze was cold as he said, "Are you prepared to die?"
Yan Li said indifferently, "If you dare to make the first move, I'll let you have a taste of my resolve."
Zhang Zhixiong was burning with rage. Just as he was about to make a move, Wang Yuanqing's voice sounded in his ears.
"Zhixiong, stop. Don't be provoked by him."
Zhang Zhixiong took a deep breath and suddenly revealed a cold smile. He actually stepped aside.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. Zhang Zhixiong, who had always been arrogant, actually made a concession.
Zhao Qiping also could not understand. But what he could not understand even more was why Yan Li did not even look at him. Was it because he was disdainful? At the very least, the two of them had talked before. He also explained many secrets to Yan Li. But what was the situation now? Was he completely treating him as air? Or was he pretending to not dare to offend Wang Yuanqing?
And if it was not for Yan Li, he might not have been deliberately targeted.
Thinking of this, his original anger suddenly shifted to Yan Li. He hated his indifference.
But no matter what he thought, Yan Li still passed them and went straight to the Jia Courtyard.
The onlookers looked at each other. What was supposed to be a fierce collision, was it going to end just like that?
They all guessed that Yan Li must be afraid of the forces of Martial God Manor. While feeling disappointed, the mysterious veil that shrouded Yan Li disappeared without a trace.
It turned out that no matter how powerful a person was, there was still a limit.
"Yan Li!" At this moment, Zhao Qiping suddenly shouted.
Yan Li stopped but did not speak.
Zhao Qiping could not calm his anger. But when the accusation and cursing reached his mouth, he swallowed it back. Was this Yan Li's fault? What position did he have to blame him?
For a moment, he was speechless.
Yan Li shook his head slightly and said as if sighing, "Did you hear that? The soul of martial arts is crying. "
Zhao Qiping was startled. Then, as if a warm current flowed into his heart, he suddenly looked up. Not far away, the statue of a Martial Emperor stood proudly with a sword in his hand. An insufferably domineering aura shook all directions.
The soul of martial arts!
Zhao Qiping felt that his soul was burning. He suddenly roared, "Kill all thirty million people in Mount Guan!"
He abruptly lifted the foot that was stepping on his hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and as he stood up, he struck the abdomen of the man on his left.
The man was suddenly attacked. He immediately hugged his stomach and curled up like a shrimp. He couldn't even speak.
At the same time, Zhao Qiping brazenly pounced on the man on the right. He was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, pressing the man to the ground and smashing his fist fiercely towards the man's face.
Bang!
One punch after another. "Prolonging the mountains and rivers for five hundred years."
Zhao Qiping swung his fists like a madman, each punch entering the man's flesh. The man's face swelled up like a pig's head, and he soon fainted.
The plot quickly reversed. Everyone was dumbfounded. Then, a loud roar shook everyone to their senses.
"What are you doing?"
The inner court instructor, Jiang Changtian, suddenly appeared, grabbed Zhao Qiping, and tossed him away.
Only then did Zhao Qiping come to his senses. He stared at him blankly. Suddenly, he reacted, and his face turned pale.
It was a big taboo to fight in the academy.
As expected, Jiang Changtian swept his cold eyes over the three of them and announced mercilessly, "I don't care why you're fighting. Since you've broken the academy's rules, you'll be punished. Since you like fighting so much, then you'll all be sent to Yuan Province to fight with the foreign tribes! "
With that, he turned around and left, not even giving them a chance to plead for mercy.
Zhao Qiping was anxious to speak, but the guards had already rushed up and dragged them away.
His eyes roamed around the crowd, but to his despair, he found that Yan Li had already left.
"No … no …" His desperate roar echoed in the academy's sky, lingering for a long time.
…
No matter what the reason was, the rules were the rules. No one could save him.
Yan Li already knew this, so he left without hesitation.
Wang Yuanqing caught up with Zhang Zhixiong and smiled. "You abandoned him after playing him. You're really cruel."
Yan Li said with a faint smile, "Same here."
Wang Yuanqing smiled. "It's not the same. Those two did all kinds of bad things, but didn't have the courage to bear the sin. People like that are everywhere. It's not a pity at all. On the other hand, Zhao Qiping isn't bad. He's courageous and a man, but you abandoned him. I wonder how desperate he'll be? Be careful, or he'll bite you back. "
Yan Li said lazily, "You don't have to worry about me."
Wang Yuanqing smiled. "Actually, I quite like you. You have an evil aura in your bones. In the future, you'll definitely be an evil person who has done all kinds of bad things and is completely heartless. I like to make friends with people like that."
Yan Li glanced at him and corrected. "You're wrong. Not in the future, but right now. Also, don't be like a crow, chattering in my ear. Noisy! "
Wang Yuanqing's smile froze. He stopped and said coldly, "Very few people take the initiative to be my enemy. I also rarely take the initiative to make friends. You're doing something very irrational. "
Yan Li didn't stop and said lazily, "One may not be enough, but I'm willing to do it all the time."
Zhang Zhixiong glanced at Wang Yuanqing. After getting the latter's approval, he suddenly raised his hand and threw it.
Yan Li didn't even turn his head. He reached out and caught it. When he looked closely, his eyes lit up. It was five banknotes worth a thousand taels of silver.
Zhang Zhixiong said lightly, "Tomorrow noon, in the martial arts arena. Either you die or I live."
Yan Li turned around and put the banknotes into his arms with a smile. He walked back enthusiastically and put his arm around their shoulders. "Look at my bad temper. Really, you should've told me your purpose earlier."
Wang Yuanqing and Yan Li looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
They hadn't reached the Jia Courtyard yet. There were many pedestrians on the road. When they heard the news, they became excited. It turned out that there was a follow-up to the show.
The news that Zhang Zhixiong offered five thousand taels of silver to duel with Yan Li spread like wildfire throughout the Academy. This duel wasn't going to be an ordinary one. Zhang Zhixiong was ranked tenth in the Academy. If Yan Li won, he would replace Zhang Zhixiong's position, symbolizing the rise of a new star.
Before they reached the Jia Courtyard, Tang Sanghua heard the news and came over. Her beautiful eyes stared at Yan Li as if she was looking at a moving treasury. "Oh, I heard that someone wants to duel with you again. He offered five thousand taels of silver in one go."
When Wang Yuanqing saw Tang Sanghua, he immediately smiled and said, "Long time no see, Miss Tang."
"Oh, oh." Tang Sanghua responded and ignored him. She only stared at Yan Li's chest as if she was ready to rob it at any time.
Without batting an eyelid, Yan Li tightened his clothes and said, "What I earned last time has been squandered by you. You almost made me starve. This time, don't even think about getting a copper coin from me."
Tang Sanghua pouted, "Hmph, stingy, who wants it!"
But after a while, she pulled on Yan Li's sleeve and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying. Let me have a look. It's not like you'll lose a piece of flesh. Just look, okay?"
"Go to hell." Yan Li was expressionless.
Wang Yuanqing was a little jealous. He had played with countless women, but a beauty like Tang Sanghua was extremely rare. What's more, she had a beautiful face. If he could get her, it wouldn't be a problem for him to have fun every night.
He couldn't understand why this beauty, who regarded money as her life, would stick to a poor man like Yan Li.
"Ahem, Miss Tang …" He wanted to say something.
"Shut up!" Tang Sanghua angrily interrupted him, "Can't you see I'm busy?"
Wang Yuanqing innocently shrugged and said, "I just want to say that I have a lot of money. It's not a problem to give some to Miss Tang."
Tang Sanghua sneered, "I don't dare to take money taken from a dead man."
Wang Yuanqing's face darkened and his eyes flashed coldly, "It seems that I can't be friends with you two."
At this time, they arrived at the Jia Courtyard. Passing through the doorway, they saw the students of the Jia Courtyard gathered in twos and threes, talking animatedly.
However, the main character of the discussion was not Yan Li.
Seeing Yan Li and the other three come in, the discussion quieted down.
At this time, led by Lianhai Changjin, seven people walked towards them.
Wang Yuanqing sneered and said, "What wind blew all of you here today?"
Tang Sanghua smiled and said, "It's the first time that the top ten of the Academy are all here."
Yan Li suddenly understood. Birds of a feather flock together. The top ten of the Academy represented this year's top talents. Naturally, they would not talk to outsiders.
Lianhai Changjin cupped her hands at the four and said, "It is indeed rare."
After being in the Academy for a few days, Yan Li had a basic understanding of the top ten.
The first was Lianhai Changjin, a mysterious person. The second was Xiao Sibai. The third was the youngest Cheji General of the Empire, Ma Guanshan. The fourth was the barbarian girl Tang Sanghua. The fifth was the second son of the War God Mansion, Wang Yuanqing. The sixth was Lu Tiansu. The seventh was Ye Qing. The eighth was Luo Gensheng, from the military. The ninth was Zhao Azi, a shy girl. The tenth was Zhang Zhixiong.
"It's because the one teaching us today is the legendary Little Bodhi." Lianhai Changjin continued, "We all wanted to see the glory of this legendary figure, so we've gathered here."
"So it's her." Tang Sang nodded in surprise. She then asked, "What kind of lessons did she teach us?"
"I heard it's the History of Cultivation." Ma Guanshan said lightly.
The so-called History of Cultivation was the history of the cultivation world and many secrets that could not be found in the ancient books. For example, there were many Dharma Formulae whose origins were unknown. If they listened to this class, they might be able to understand these secrets.
Yan Li's heart skipped a beat. He wondered if the Buddha Wisdom Painting knew the origin of the Heart Cleansing Mantra.
Hearing that it was the History of Cultivation, everyone became excited and couldn't help but discuss.
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