"Do you know who I am?"

There was murderous intent in Nie Jun's eyes, and he had not returned for more than half a year. It seemed that some people in the academy had forgotten his name Nie Jun, and they dared to scold him and let him get out!

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, do you know who I am?"

Nie Jun smiled.

A boy dared to threaten him in person, sneered, and said: "I care who you are. Now, I'm holding my mouth and kowtowing me three times and nine times. I think this has not happened."

Nie Jun was filled with a hint of coldness and pressed towards Zhou Qing. It was cold and sharp. A cold smile on the corner of his mouth continued to spread, and the cold momentum on his body was also increasing.

However, Zhou Qing stood there calmly, motionless. Facing his cold breath, Zhou Qing's gaze did not change at all, as if he did not feel the coldness released from his body.

Nie Jun's eyes suddenly slashed, and two cold lights shot out, and he said coldly: "Don't you do it?"

"I stomp my mouth? I knelt three times and kowtowed nine times?"

Zhou Qing's footsteps suddenly raised, but instead of walking into the martial tower, he slowly approached Nie Jun. This scene made Nie Jun's expression slightly condense, and the cold aura on his body became more and more mad.

"You won't naively think that the punch just now is all my strength!" Nie Jun smiled coldly, with a hint of mockery.

"Then do you naively think that I did my best just now?" Zhou Qing felt funny, and a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sneer on Nie Jun's face froze for a moment, then turned into coldness and said coldly: "It seems that I have only been away from the academy for half a year, and some people have forgotten me, Nie Jun and don't take me seriously."

Zhou Qing's footsteps went up again, and a cold voice sounded at the same time: "Even if you are in the academy, in my eyes, you are still an inconspicuous waste, why should you take it seriously?"

"You! Look for! Die!"

Alas, a mad domineering aura suddenly burst out from Nie Jun's body. This aura was filled with a cold iron blood. He stood there, but it seemed as if there were thousands of troops standing there, making people tremble.

This is the iron-blooded murderous intent that can only be condensed after the battle between blood and fire on the battlefield.

"So strong, the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm! Nie Jun's cultivation level has indeed broken through!"

Feeling the strong aura released from Nie Jun, the crowd trembled and said intimately, "Nie Jun has such a powerful cultivation level. Is Zhou Qing an opponent?"

"You have this momentum, can you not show it out and show it shameful?"

Zhou Qing's footsteps remained the same, and a whisper in his mouth did not take the iron-blooded murderous intent that bloomed from Nie Jun's body into his eyes, causing the eyes of the crowd around him to tremble.

What an arrogant guy, he actually made Nie Jun, who was at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm, not come out and show his eyes.

Although Zhou Qing defeated Zhong Qing and killed Lei Bo before, showing strong strength, these two people were only at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm after all, but Nie Jun was at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm. It seemed that a small gap was but his strength was tens of thousands of miles apart. Moreover, Nie Jun, who had been tempered in the army for many years, had the killing and iron-blooded aura on his body, which made people tremble slightly.

"Shadowless."

Nie Jun said coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

He is a master of the seventh level of Lingwu Realm, and even on the academy's mysterious list, he can rank in the top ten. A boy actually told him not to come out and show his eyes, which is nakedly despising him.

"I said, please don't take it out and show your eyes."

Zhou Qing's voice trembled in the space, domineering and cold. His steps suddenly stepped on, and suddenly, an unparalleled sword intent soared into the sky, as if torn apart the sky.

Zhou Qing's body had a sword intent, and he was like a sword, an extremely sharp sword.

The hearts of the crowd suddenly trembled, and this momentum... so terrifying. Zhou Qing's realm in the sword path is much stronger than before!

Nie Jun's heart trembled violently, and he looked at Zhou Qing in shock.

"How could he have such a powerful sword intent?"

Nie Jun was a little panicked. Zhou Qing, he had never seen him before. Moreover, he was so young, he must be a newcomer to the academy. At this moment, the sword intent was blooming, and there was a sense of invincibility. Under the sword intent, the iron blood and murderous aura he had honed in the army trembled fiercely.

And just as Nie Jun's mind was trembling, Zhou Qing's footsteps instantly stepped in front of him, as fast as lightning.

"Bang!"

An extremely loud slap sounded, and Nie Jun's body was thrown out directly, and a clear five-finger mark appeared on his face.

The crowd's eyes trembled. It was so terrible. The powerful existence at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm, the top ten masters in the Xuanyi Academy could not even catch Zhou Qing's move. He slapped him directly on Nie Jun's face.

Nie Jun's face looked terrifying, as if he was bleeding. He was slapped in public and stared at Zhou Qing coldly: "How dare you hit me?"

"Call you?"

Zhou Qing sneered and said disdainfully: "That's a warning. Get out now and don't show up in front of me in the future, otherwise the outcome wouldn't be as simple as a slap in the face!"

After saying that, Zhou Qing turned around, stepped forward, stepped into the martial arts tower, the door closed, and his figure disappeared from the crowd's sight.

The sarcastic voice still echoed in Nie Jun's mind. A strong sense of hatred was condensed in his eyes, his face was extremely ugly. His eyes turned and he fell on a young man, and he said coldly: "Come here!"

He was domineering and could not be refused.

The young man pointed at by Nie Jun trembled suddenly, his face changed wildly. With the pity of everyone around him, his legs slowly walked towards Nie Jun with trembling. Nie Jun was slapped by Zhou Qing. Could it be that he wanted to get it back from him?

"Nie...Mr. Nie..." The young man squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying.

Zhou Qing is not afraid of Nie Jun because Zhou Qing has this strength and acts wildly and does not care about your identity at all. Whoever provokes him will inevitably fight back fiercely.

But if they have no family background and no strength, they naturally cannot be as unruly as Zhou Qing.

With a cold look at the young man, Binghan said, "What's the name of that untouchable?"

Hearing Nie Jun's words, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "His name is Zhou Qing, a newcomer who entered the academy half a year ago, acted arrogantly and unruly..."

The young man's mouth was like a machine gun, saying the storm that Zhou Qing had caused in the academy in the past six months.

A faint light flashed, and Nie Jun said two words coldly: "Zhou Qing..."

Obviously, he would not let this matter go like this. He took a step and walked away with a gloomy face.

At this moment, Zhou Qing, who entered the Wu Tower, was directly teleported to the area on the sixth floor and began the second Wu Tower breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)
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