Chapter 29 Strange Words and deeds

Because the matter was too big, Qiao Yun was more or less uneasy in the past two days, and he also learned about Douluo College from some people.

After inQUIRING, Qiao Yun learned a lot of important news. The last time he used the power of Longjiao to drive only five college tutors into a coma and did not kill them.

Is it so easy to kill the sixth-order strongman?

At the same time, Luo Feng also blocked the news and said that 'Yunqiao' was a seven-level strong man who deliberately hid his strength to maliciously make trouble in Douluo College and injured the college tutor. Yunqiao is deliberately to provoke Douluo College, and the college will definitely figure this out from him.

However, Qiao Yun sneered at it. He was also very well aware of the fact that the reason why Luo Feng did not expose the 'Yunqiao' was Qiao Yun, the son of the king of Zhennan, and obviously he was afraid of the prestige of Douluo College.

The five tutors of Douluo College were easily defeated by a fifth-level teenager. If this spread out, wouldn't it have left a laughing stock? Secondly, Dean Luo has also personally invited and attached attractive conditions to let him join Douluo College. 'Yunqiao' not only refused but also embarrassed him a little. If others know that the so-called 'Yunqiao' is Qiao Yunshi, who has been extinct many times, Luo Feng's face will be even more unbearable.

However, the lack of public information from Douluo College proves that Luo Feng and others will not come to the town palace to find trouble for his father for the time being, which also made Qiao Yun relieved.

In the hall of the mansion, a burly body faces the wall, with his hands behind his back, standing motionless.

"Father..." Qiao Yun, dressed in a green robe, walked into the hall and asked respectfully, "I don't know what's wrong with my father Zhao Yun'er?"

Qiao Fei turned around and looked at his son in front of him with soft eyes, but his charitable face was a little more majestic and asked slowly: "Yun'er, tell your father, did you go to Xinlan Town two days ago to participate in the enrollment test of Douluo College?"

"Well, you know father." Qiao Yun was stunned and immediately asked with a dry smile.

After walking beside Qiao Yun, his palm fell on his shoulder as heavy as ten thousand pounds. Qiao Fei laughed and scolded, "You boy didn't tell me such a big thing. Yunqiao and Qiao Yun, you can resist others, but you can't escape your father's eyes."

For the matter of Douluo College, Qiao Yun also felt guilty and said with insufficient confidence: "Father, this time Yun'er gave you a big basket and offended Douluo College..."

"Yun'er, what are you talking about? Father also knows your intention, which is nothing more than fighting..." Qiao Fei waved his hand generously and smiled, "Everyone in Douluo College is self-righteous, not to mention his father, even many people don't like him. Yuner, don't worry, those old guys won't bother us for the prestige of the college.

However, Qiao Yun and Qiao Fei both know very well that Douluo College only temporarily does not cause trouble, which does not mean that things are so easy.

Qiao Fei seemed to think of something, and his eyes were particularly deep and said awkwardly, "Yun'er, are you interested in joining Wufeng College?"

"Er, martial arts college? Father, why did you ask that today? Qiao Yun looked at his father in astonishment.

The martial artist focuses on speed and physical cultivation, so the threshold is extremely low, unlike the martial artist who focuses on talent and system. Qiao Yun may have had a lot of prejudice against martial arts in the past, but now he does not have that kind of 'racial discrimination'. Warriors have the advantages of warriors, and fighters have the advantages of fighters, which can be said to be divided into three autumns.

But Qiao Yun was naturally stunned by his father's question, and the discrimination of practitioners against warriors is the same as the discrimination of the rich against the poor.

But how could my father ask himself if he was not interested in joining the Martial Arts Academy?

Seeing his surprised son, Qiao Fei said with a smile, "Yes, my father used to discriminate against martial artists, but the reason why my father asked you this was to give you a way out. If you encounter any abnormality during the collapse of flames in the future, you can turn into a warrior, and then you can also save your life."

For his father's concern, Qiao Yun looked grateful and said helplessly with a wry smile; "Wufeng College is thousands of miles away from the Kingdom of Gama. Yun'er is afraid that she will refuse to the door like Douluo College when she goes to the gate of Wufeng College. Isn't that humiliating her father again?"

With the lessons learned from the past, coupled with the cultivation of the teacher Xingtian, although Qiao Yun is very interested in the martial arts skills of martial arts, he does not have the idea of joining other colleges.

"Yun'er, don't worry. The threshold of Wufeng College is not as harsh as that of a certain college. As long as you are willing to work hard, Wufeng College will not refuse. Qiao Fei said stalkingly, "Yun'er, do you know that Uncle Bagu is a student of the Martial Arts College. In addition to paying his father's birthday, he also asked his father if you wanted to join the Martial Arts College."

"In three months, Wufeng College will hold a friendship competition with Douluo College in the Kingdom of New Lan. If you have any ideas, you can try it. Father didn't insist on letting you go. Think about it yourself.

In fact, Qiao Yun is also very clear in his heart, although he is a martial artist. In terms of advantages, fighters of the same class basically have no opponents, but warriors are different.

For example, martial arts; dark force is a hidden attack, which is extremely powerful and hurts people's internal organs, making people unable to defend or avoid at all.

In the following days, Qiao Yun immersed himself in practice every day and kept practicing martial arts; he hoped that he could easily pick up the 30,000 catties of Xuantian broken knife.

In the backyard, Qiao Yun held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, lifted Xuantian's broken knife with difficulty, and walked down and looked like a tumbler. In contrast, Qiao Yun only mentioned Xuantian's broken blade much better than a few days ago.

Martial arts; unloading force has reached the triple level.

Less than a minute after walking, Qiao Yun couldn't hold on. With a loud noise, Xuantian broke his knife and stood on the ground. Immediately, the ground shook, and the spider web-like cracks extended, and Xuantian's broken knife had fallen into the ground about 2 feet deep from the fracture.

Qiao Yun's whole body was soft to the point of exhaustion, and his hands struggled to hold the handle of the knife and rely on the Xuantian broken knife to support his body. Qiao Yun gasped for a while before wiping the sweat on his face with his hand.

" boss, this broken knife is really heavy enough. Even if there are 100, it is difficult for me to pick up such a heavy broken knife." The dark little eyes turned twice, and the black man looked at the 'huge' that was dozens of times bigger than its own body.