The strongest talent

After finally escaping from the enthusiasm of the students, Yuan Qing walked towards the staff dormitory building with a smile on his face, dragging his suitcase.

It was just around seven o'clock in the morning. The dormitory building management man had just gotten up and was brushing his teeth next to the evergreen tree in front of the building door. He saw Yuan Qing coming from a distance, glanced sideways, and shouted vaguely: "Yuan Qing is Well, here, your dormitory is on the first floor."

"Ah?" Yuan Qing didn't hear clearly at all. He walked up to the uncle and asked carefully: "Uncle, you just said ten cents on the first floor. I didn't understand."

The uncle continued brushing his teeth, gargling his mouth, and then spit out the mouthwash. He straightened up and said impatiently: "Isn't that clear enough? There is room 109 on the first floor, opposite the public toilet. It used to be a sundries warehouse. I received it last night. Notice, specially set aside for you, I am so tired, oh my waist..."

Yuan Qing's face twitched.

This is such a bully. It was definitely done by old man Luo. This old guy just drank a little tea to avenge himself. As for this?

"Here, the key." The uncle seemed to remember something, fumbled in his pocket, took out the key and threw it to Yuan Qing: "This is an old building. There are not many teaching assistants living here. Counting you, there are only about twenty people. Don't close the door at night, keep your voice down when you come back late, and don't disturb my sleep... Take the key, and I'll give it to you if I lose it."

Yuan Qing took the key and sighed.

The villa is better. No keys are needed at all. The technology is very high. It has complete biometric access control. You can enter at will if you have permission. The lowest-end access control is also a fingerprint recognition system. This building actually requires a key. As you can imagine, Old Man Luo How petty are you? I'm afraid you won't find many old buildings like this in Kyoto Academy.

Carrying the suitcase into the dormitory, Yuan Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief - not bad.

The dormitory is more than 20 square meters. There is a metal cabinet that used to hold sundries, and a hard wooden bed. The mattress on it is brand new, but it is a bit thin. It looks like it is only a dozen centimeters thick. It will flatten when pressed, which is not much different from not making a mattress.

Next to the metal cabinet is a small table with an old-fashioned desk lamp placed on it, which has been wiped clean; the dark yellow stool has a bit of paint peeling off, and there are a few cracks on the stool surface. There are also several clothes drying racks hanging on a thin rope. The room There is a rotating fan and an old induction cooker in the corner, and next to it is a kettle with badly painted paint.

"This bed won't be crushed by me, right?" Yuan Qing sat down on the bed carefully, moved a little, and felt relieved - it was made of solid wood, quite strong, and it was Kyoto Academy after all, so he wouldn't buy inferior furniture.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Yuan Qing opened the alloy suitcase, put the washing utensils on the table, closed the door and walked outside the building, looking through the window at the layout of the other rooms on the first floor - what other people's dormitories are really called The dormitory is not very large, about 50 square meters, and has its own private bathroom with clear windows, air conditioning, refrigerator, seats, and tables.

Yuan Qing... wants to fight Old Man Luo.

"The villa is changed to a warehouse, and no one can stand it. Am I right, Yuan Qing?" An old voice came from a distance, the voice was very dull, and there was an extremely obscure sinister atmosphere hidden in it; the spirit of the old man who spoke He is tall and handsome, followed by three middle-aged men in suits; the old man is wearing a Tang suit, about sixty or seventy years old, with snow-white hair, a deep groove on his forehead, and many wrinkles on his earlobes. He has his hands behind his back and wears mille-layer cloth shoes. , exuding a rather powerful aura of a superior person.

Yuan Qing looked at the old man and frowned slightly.

This person's aura is not weak, he is at least a sixth-level evolver, and the three bodyguards behind him are much more powerful. He may not be a saint-level strongman, but he is at least the peak of the eighth level. As for the old man's appearance, he seemed familiar, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.

"You don't know me." The white-haired old man walked slowly two meters in front of Yuan Qing. Although he was not tall, he looked up at Yuan Qing slightly, but he seemed to be looking down. His eyes were calm, but his tone revealed obvious hostility: "There is a title you should have heard of - I am the Hongdu Heavenly King, Qu Shilong!"

It's him!

Yuan Qing's eyes narrowed instantly.

The founder of Hongdu Group and the grandfather of Qu Manying and Qu Zhendong, Ji'an Base is famous for being shameless. Although his strength is only at the sixth level, he calls himself the "King of Hongdu". You know, even Chen Dianping, teacher Yang Qinglan’s sister, and the two colonels Han Changwu and Zhuo Fengning who protected Qiqi, they are all saint-level powerhouses, but they have been unable to "kill the ninth-level mutant king beast independently" because they did not "independently kill the ninth-level mutant king beast". Become a king.

King, that is the honorific title for the strong human beings, and killing a ninth-level mutated king beast independently is the basic condition for becoming a king; Qu Shilong is not even a strong person at the holy level, so he forcibly made himself a "Heavenly King" ", the people in Jian base privately regarded it as a big joke!

"Qu Zhendong is my only grandson and the future of the Hongdu Group." Qu Shilong's face was calm and he spoke very slowly: "Yuan Qing, from the catastrophe to the present, I have worked hard to create the Hongdu Group and lived a long life. I have grown up this long just to see this kid take over the Hongdu Group from my hands. Everything is for him, but..."

Qu Shilong's voice suddenly turned cold: "But, you crippled him!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The three bodyguards took a step forward at the same time, their aura rising to the sky, and six eyes were fixed on Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows: "What then?"

"Then you will die, and you will die miserably, very miserably." Qu Shilong slowly moved his hands behind his back, signaling the three bodyguards to step back, and then said slowly: "Yuan Qing, you have no backer now. Hongdu Group has ten thousand ways to deal with you, I will not give up, Hongdu Group will not give up, I can declare your death sentence now, and you have to pay the price for everything you have done."

Yuan Qing nodded lightly and smiled slightly: "I want to deal with the Hongdu Group, but I have not taken action. Today is regarded as your official declaration of war. As for your revenge, feel free to come, I will be waiting for you at any time."

"Okay, very good, very good." Qu Shilong said three good words in a row, turned around and left with three bodyguards. After walking a few steps, his feet suddenly paused slightly, turned his head and smiled lowly: "Yuan Qing, are you happy if you ate my 20 million alliance coins in one meal?"

Yuan Qing stood at the door of the dormitory building, nodded and reminisced, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, King Qu Tian, ​​for your kindness. I will never forget that meal. It was very enjoyable."

"How did you eat it, I will make you spit it out cleanly." Qu Shilong's eyes were sinister, and a sinister smile slowly bloomed on his wrinkled face: "Yuan Qing, Hongdu Group will give it to you The reward amount has just been increased to 500 million, are you satisfied? It is best to stay in Kyoto Academy forever and never go out, otherwise..."

Qu Shilong didn't say any more, and walked further and further with his three bodyguards. On the road to Kyoto College, under the gaze of many eyes from a distance, he strode forward, extremely arrogant!

Yuan Qing watched the figures of several people walking away without any disturbance in his heart - he had already thought clearly last night that he and the Hongdu Group were in the same situation, and it was a life-and-death struggle with no room for change; this old man had no shame in coming here. Provocation and ridicule have no effect at all!

Jingle bell bell bell…

Before Qu Shilong and others completely disappeared from sight, the smart watch rang on his left wrist.

"Lao Qi?" Yuan Qing established communication and felt relaxed: "What, can't help but want to be beaten?"

In the smart watch, Qi Dongyang was full of fighting spirit: "The students who practiced early have almost dispersed. I just learned a new sword technique. I have to settle the account with you for disturbing me in the morning. Old place in the northern half, hurry up Come here, my sword is already thirsty!"

"New sword technique?" Yuan Qing's lips slowly raised.

For more than a month, I have sparred with Qi Dongyang twenty or thirty times. This guy can get new sword skills every few days, domineering, sinister, neutral, fierce, feminine... SS-level swords For Young Master Qi, law is like eating and drinking. There are all kinds of sword techniques emerging one after another, but they are all easily defeated by the Emperor Wu Sword. In terms of moves alone, no matter how many sword techniques Lao Qi learns, it will be useless!

"I just moved to a new dormitory. It's a bit far away from the actual training ground. Wait until I come over to take care of you." Yuan Qing said with a smile, immediately cut off the communication and walked to the training ground with the Blood Tiger Sword on his back.

At the edge of the actual combat training ground, Qi Dongyang had a sword hanging on his waist and a bottle of sports energy drink in his right hand. He looked down at the smart watch that kept making blind sounds and stared: "This guy hung up on me again!"

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In the morning, he gave Qi Dongyang a good beating. In the afternoon, he went to the A1 classroom and discussed and exchanged "rotation skills" with the extremely enthusiastic students. Until the end of the first class at four o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Qing was full of energy after finishing the busy day. Return to the dormitory.

Go to bed, sit cross-legged, and start meditating.

It has been more than a month since the internal organs realized the spiritual union. Until yesterday I played a game with Qu Manying, and today I saw Qu Shilong... My mentality became more and more calm, my spirit, will, body, internal organs, everything Everything is at its peak. Let’s start training the head tonight to achieve the spiritual union of the whole body!

During meditation, traces of spiritual power are naturally dispersed, part of which is integrated into the mental sword of the mind, and part of which is converted into pure spiritual energy, enters the heart, and merges with the originally existing spiritual energy; the spiritual bridge node built in the heart has been integrated with the heart. They are almost the same size, almost completely overlapping. They are all green and full of vitality.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

At twelve o'clock in the night, in the silent darkness, Yuan Qing slowly opened his eyes, a silver light unique to psychic energy flashed deep in his pupils, and then - he heard the slight snoring of the dormitory management man.

"Yuan Qing." Deep in his mind, Zhinao's voice sounded clearly, a bit solemn: "Are you sure you are cultivating the skull now? I must tell you, what will happen when spiritual energy is combined with the skull? No advanced civilization in the universe is accurate. There are no records in Wuyuan Star. I can only say that it varies from person to person. As far as I know, some people have tried to practice similar secret techniques and became vegetative. Some people even died because of it... The most important thing is that the secret book you got is not complete. , I suggest you think about it before making a decision."

Yuan Qing didn't think about it, closed his eyes again, his heart began to squeeze slowly, and traces of spiritual energy spread to his head.

The punch is like a sword, the secret technique, the psychic energy combined with the head, let's start!