After the ten strokes, Ye Ming found out the opponent's background, sipped it, and performed the giant wave boxing. The dark wave level of the giant wave boxing is not only more powerful, but also Jiuzhonglang light and dark exchange. For example, the first heavy wave is bright, and the second heavy wave can be dark. This yin and yang crisscross, causing considerable distress to the enemy.
"boom!"
The two fists collided, Ye Ming made three consecutive steps, while Li Lang took three consecutive steps. Nine heavy forces, bombarding the past one after another. The strength of 100,000 catties is too strong. The first strength is Li Lang's fist "clicks", causing a bone fracture. The second dark energy broke into his arm, destroying all vitality.
The third, the fourth, and the remaining seven energies poured in one after another, causing massive destruction in their bodies.
"Pump!"
The blood vessels in Li Wolf's body burst, all the internal organs were broken, the bones were cracked, the bones were destroyed, and the liver and bowel were severed. His mouth and nose vomited blood continuously, first red blood, then black blood.
Ye Ming flashed back and said lightly, "If you want to kill me, I will kill you."
Li Wolf's face was filled with incredibleness. In a head-to-head situation, he was shocked to death by a dark warrior. Who was the other person?
"thump!"
He had no chance to think, and his body fell heavily to the ground and died. Jiuzhonglang shook his body into a mess.
The audience burst into cheers, of course, those who bet on winning.
Ye Ming stepped off the ring platform and returned to the back. He had just changed his clothes, and the bag was here. He smiled, and his mouth was almost on his ears.
Ye Ming asked: "How much did you make?"
"I bet ten thousand on your side and I made more than 11,500. I bet three thousand and made almost three thousand and five." Bao Fanfan only found out that Ye Ming had changed his clothes and asked, "do not fight?"
"Isn't it enough to earn 20,000 Wuzun coins a day?" Ye Ming rolled his eyes, "Come again the other day, or we will be noticed by others."
Bao Fanfan said repeatedly, smiling: "I will be your errand in the future. If you have any questions, just ask me."
Ye Ming nodded, took the storage ring from Bao Fanfan, and took out five hundred Wuzun coins directly to him, saying: "Don't bet in the future, I will give you a share."
Bao Fanfan was shaking with excitement. Five hundred Wuzun coins, that's equivalent to 7,500 Wujun coins! This is also generous! He nodded again and again: "Okay, by your side, even if I drink soup, it will kill me!"
When the two left the life and death platform, a young man stopped them. The young man was tall and thin, his eyes were bright, and his lips were much thicker than normal people. He smiled and said, "Brother, make friends?"
Ye Ming didn't know each other, and said lightly: "Sorry, I still have something to do and leave now."
The young man laughed: "I won't take up much of your time. Introduce yourself, Yuan Jindan, an eighth-level student from Dongqi College, and also the deputy head of the" Black Dragon Regiment. "Our Black Dragon Regiment has many powerful boxers. Each one has a huge net worth. I am very optimistic about you personally. I hope you can consider joining our Black Dragon League. "
Hearing the name of the Black Dragon Mission, Bao Fanfan's face changed greatly, he gently shook his head towards Ye Ming, his face anxious.
Ye Ming said lightly: "I will consider it."
Yuan Jindan smiled slightly: "Well, I'll wait for the news of Brother Ye." Then he turned away.
After Yuan Jindan left, Ye Ming asked, "What is the Black Dragon?"
Bao Fan's face was ugly and plainly: "Ye Ming, do you know Heilongjiao?"
Ye Ming nodded: "Of course I know, although it is not in Dongqi territory, it is not far from Dongqi." When the mysterious realm of Linghe opened, Heilongjiao sent people to participate.
Bao Fanfan said: "The student status of Dongqi College is very complicated. They may come from a sect, a family, or from a great religion, or even a disciple in the Holy Land. There are many Heilong people in the college. And they are very united, so they have formed a specialized brokering organization, which is now the Black Dragon Regiment. "
"People in the Black Dragon Regiment act despicably. They often forcefully threaten the boxers with potential to die for them. However, due to too much profit-seeking reasons, the fists of the Black Dragon Regiment usually live shortly, so they often recruit a large number of boxers. If they see The boxers refuse to join, and they will use threatening and intimidating methods to force them into submission. "
Ye Ming frowned: "So, do I have to join the Black Dragon?"
"That's not necessarily." Bao Fanfan said, "East Qi College has more than just the Black Dragon Corps. In fact, there are ten powerful forces in Dong Qi College, known as a club, three groups and six associations. One club is formed by the elite of the elite class. An organization with a small number of people, but the strongest force. The three regiments are the Yinyang Regiment of the Yinyang Religion, the Black Dragon Regiment of the Black Dragon Religion, and the Silver Regiment formed by the three silver families. The Six Meetings each represent Dongqi. Although the strength of the six top-ranking ancestors in the territory is not as good as that of the three clubs in a company, they should not be underestimated. "
Ye Mingdao: "Do you mean, I join other communities?"
"Yes. In this case, the Black Dragon Group will not dare to treat you." Bao Fanfan said.
Ye Ming thought for a while and thought that joining the yin and yang group should be good, after all, he was also a disciple of yin and yang religion. However, this matter cannot be rushed, so take it slowly.
The next morning, Ye Ming found that the trainees were all nervous. He whispered to Bao Fan: "What are you nervous?"
Bao Fanfan smiled bitterly: "Today, the results of the assessment will be announced. If there is no accident, someone will leave the college."
Ye Ming remembered that he had completed the evaluation a few days ago, and the results should come out today. The assessment in March is conducted for all students. The worst 30% of students will be fired and will never be accepted. No wonder everyone is so nervous, after all, not everyone's performance is as strong as him.
Lu Fei's look is very solemn and serious today. She holds a list in her hand. Looking around the crowd, she said lightly: "The final results of the evaluation have come out, and I now announce the students who will soon be eliminated."
"Ma Fei, Xu Jingong, Zhao Lingyi ..."
Anyone who is chanted by the name seems to be emptied of energy and energy and suddenly becomes sloppy. Some people just cry. Eventually, ten people were called by their names. They silently walked out of the queue, bowed to Lu Fei, and then silently walked away. They are going to the dormitory to pack up and then withdraw from school.
Lu Fei silently watched ten people leave without saying a word. At this time, any comfort is pale. She had gone through this many times, and it was better to know nothing to say.
After ten expelled students have gone away, she said, "You have good luck and you can continue to stay. But everyone can hear clearly that the next round of evaluation will eliminate 20% of the people. If you don't work hard, you won't make progress, Will end like them, you know? "She snapped.
"Know!" The trainees who have not been eliminated are invigorated and motivated.
"Today I'm studying a theory class, and I'm teaching a senior mentor. He is a martial artist. You all have to listen carefully." Lu Fei took everyone to the big class.
The large class is very large, and it is a place for students to listen to theoretical classes. It can hold tens of thousands of people at a time. This time, a lecturer was a Wujun. Therefore, there were many students attending the lecture, which almost filled the large classroom. Ye Ming, the first-level students, can only sit far away, and the good places are occupied by senior students.
The classroom was round, there was a tall table in the center, and a middle-aged person came to the table. Although far away, Ye Ming and others felt powerful soul coercion from him.
"Hello, I'm Wei An, a senior mentor. Today I'll explain to you" Hua Jin "and" Yan Jin. "His voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly.
The following lectures were very exciting, and the students all listened to them. After all, Wujun has few opportunities to explain martial arts, so they naturally cherish it.
In the explanation, Bei Mingdao said: "This person's understanding is not profound, and he can barely listen."
Ye Mingqi said, "Beijing, is he wrong?"
Beimingdao: "When people ascend to higher peaks, they will feel a glimpse of the small mountains when they look back. Therefore, their perception is too high and too large, but it will help the samurai to a limited extent."
Ye Ming nodded, and Bei Ming imparted his knowledge. He was always in a bit of words. It felt like a moisturizing sound, and he would never be as tall as Wei An, and people could not touch the margins.
This lesson lasted a full day, and it was dark at the end, and the students returned.
After walking out of the big class, Ye Ming saw eight students surrounded him, one of whom was Zhang Heng who was beaten by him in Wanjulou. He obviously came with revenge, and he brought a lot of helpers with him.
Zhang Heng's injury was already healed. He hugged his arm and stared at Ye Ming. "Boy, I have something to discuss with you. Come with me!"
Bao Fanfan was right next to him and said quickly: "Don't go!"
Ye Ming glanced at Zhang Heng a few times, and said lightly: "Extraordinary, you go back to the dormitory and wait for me. I'll go out with Brother Zhang!"
Bao Fanfan immediately understood the meaning of Ye Ming. He wanted to pick one out! I thought two fists would be hard to beat with four hands. I quickly called for a few helpers, so I nodded and said, "Okay!"
Zhang Heng looked at Ye Ming without fear, and his face was even colder. He turned around and strode forward, and Ye Ming followed.
Dongqi College is very large, with garden rockery everywhere. There is a hill in the college. The hill is relatively deserted, which is the best place for fighting. Many people are killed here every year, and more people are injured.
Eight people lined up in a fan shape, encircling Ye Ming in the center. Zhang Heng sneered and pointed at Ye Ming: "Boy! Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"
"Snapped!"
As soon as the voice fell, the arrogant Zhang Heng felt a pain in his right face, and then there was a sensation of hotness, and his ears roared. Who hit?
All eight eyes widened. They saw Ye Ming's body blurred, and Zhang Heng slapped him. Did he hit him?