Chu Qing immediately stepped back to avoid the two sword attacks, but Gu Zhong and another sword-wielding warrior came up again.

At this moment, Chu Qing's whole body suddenly turned into a stream of green light, which flashed before their eyes.

【Alpha Strike】!

Like a swimming green snake, Chu Qing was only left with the sword light, passing by the sides of Gu Zhong and the others.

The next moment, the expressions of the four people changed drastically!

The left arms of the three warriors were chopped off almost at the same time, and they still looked at their empty left bodies with blank faces.

Gu Zhong himself also suddenly had a sprinkling of blood on his shoulders!

How is that possible!

Gu Zhong groaned, covering his shoulders and turning around, with a look of extreme shock in his eyes.

Not far behind him, Chu Qing stood holding a sword, his eyebrows raised and his expression gloomy.

"Not cut off? You old guy is quite thick-skinned." Chu Qing showed a bloodthirsty smile.

"Article 7...it's up to you."

Horror and fear flowed from Gu Zhong's eyes. He knew that the Gu family had suffered a defeat today, and even if he used his [Awakening] now, there would be no chance of a comeback.

Thinking about why I had questioned the young man before for underestimating the enemy, why am I the same now?

Chu Qing slowly walked toward him, and the Meng sword edge drew a shallow mark on the ground.

"Don't worry, I'll cut off your right arm this time. When your pulse disappears, someone will come to save you, but it's hard to say how many of you will survive then."

Click!

The weapon penetrated the flesh quickly and moved quickly. Chu Qing chopped off Gu Zhong's right arm without any hindrance. Blood immediately surged and soaked a small open space.

"Article 8..."

Chu Qing took away the chips of the other warriors, and there were exactly ten chips.

Looking at Gu Yun who was still beside him in a daze, he asked, "Why, do you want to stay with your martial arts servant?"

"Still..."

Chu Qing raised his sword and pointed it at him, "You also want to keep an arm?"

Hearing this, Gu Yun suddenly became alert, held Da Chu Feiyan in hand and ran away in a hurry.

"What a waste." Chu Qing pouted.

"I thought I would be able to collect ten chips tomorrow, but I didn't expect someone to come and forcefully deliver them."

"But guarding the chip is not easy..."

After thinking about it, Chu Qing's figure slowly disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but a red light suddenly flashed rapidly on the ruling bench outside the forest!

"Someone's pulse stopped!"

Gao Jiangming said with an ugly face. His repeated emphasis was ignored by others, and a thin layer of anger could not help but appear on his face.

"We'll talk about it when we get to the scene. There's a record of the battle on the location list, so the murderer can't escape." With that said, Wei Changhong wrapped Gao Jiangming and others and moved to the scene of the "murder".

"This...this is." As soon as they landed, Wei Changhong and others were stunned.

This forest glade seemed to be soaked with blood, and the strong smell of blood hit his face.

Eight people were lying in a mess on the ground. The strange thing was that they all looked like they were dead, but they still had one breath left.

Moreover, they all had one arm cut off, and the broken arm was simply bandaged.

"Gu Zhong?!" Gao Jiangming shouted in shock when he saw an old man on the side.

Gu Zhong, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, heard someone shouting, opened his eyes slightly, and saw Gao Jiangming walking towards him.

"Why are you here?!" Gao Jiangming asked sharply.

Gu Zhong closed his eyes in pain and said nothing.

"Okay! What a good family man!" Gao Jiangming immediately guessed the reason, his eyes filled with anger, and he dared to disrupt the joint entrance examination of the fifth middle school. Sooner or later, he would come to visit in person!

"No wonder the emergency lights were on." At this time, Wei Changhong came over with a right arm with a positioning watch. "It turned out that the entire right arm was cut off, causing the pulse in the wrist to stop."

"Can I check the battle record?"

"Of course there is no problem with this." Wei Changhong fiddled with the positioning list, "The last battle is... No. 348. Who is No. 348?"

"Chu...Chu Qing?" Gao Jiangming said slowly.

"Is that the little guy from [Juejing]?" Wei Changhong asked.

Gao Jiangming nodded with an ugly face, "But I remember that Chu Qing is not an impulsive child."

"Isn't this obvious? So many people from the Gu family came to surround Chu Qing. The rabbit was biting when it was anxious. If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't kill people, I think Chu Qing would have killed them all. This is the temperament of young people." Wei Changhong said with a smile.

"Anyway, I want detailed battle footage." Gao Jiangming shook his head.

...

"So that's how it is. The young man turned into Lan Yan in anger. Not bad." Wei Changhong praised.

"If that's the case, it makes sense." Gao Jiangming breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it? Are you interested in letting him come to the Red Dragon Army to develop and develop?" Wei Changhong asked sincerely.

"What does this martial arts seedling have to do with your Red Dragon Army? Go ahead." Gao Jiangming said angrily.

"It doesn't matter. It's different to come here after graduation." Wei Changhong still didn't give up.

"Then you have to ask others. As an old man, I can't take care of that much..."

...

In a certain area in the forest, there was a figure like a hill leaning on a big tree, his eyes were distracted, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his body was trembling slightly.

This figure is wearing a green camouflage uniform. With this outfit, he is naturally a student of Chiryu High School.

This person is none other than Jiang Heng, who ranks sixth among the seven princes of the imperial capital.

Lifting his head and looking at the figure in red clothes, gray trousers and a purple hairband, Jiang Heng's face was full of disbelief.

On the ground not far in front of him, there was a positioning watch lying there alone.

That's his positioning list.

There is nothing in the groove on the back of the positioning table.

The chip has been taken away.

Chilong High School, Jiang Heng.

Eliminated!

...

The moon rises and sets, and the first night of the No. 4 Middle School Joint Entrance Examination has arrived.

In a certain area in the south of the forest, a candidate from Montenegro High School was sitting on a tree, looking down at a few chips in his hand, and said with a joyful expression: "There are still four chips left to collect. I got a good harvest today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the vision in front of him became inexplicably dim, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.

He suddenly raised his head and found that a dark cloud had covered the moon, blocking the bright moonlight, making the entire forest dark.

"Scared me." He patted his chest and said with a smile.

However, the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

In the darkness, there was a sharp weapon pressed against his throat.

Then, a voice rang in his ear, "Hand over the chip."

This voice was extremely cold, as indifferent as thousands of years of ice, without a trace of emotion. The simple words "hand over the chip" contained a murderous aura that made his heart tremble, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

How is it possible?

A look of horror and inexplicableness flashed across his eyes, wondering how the person behind him could approach him so unnoticed that he didn't even notice the slightest movement!

Could it be that the person behind him...is a killer?

Feeling that the sharp weapon had pierced his skin and blood slowly dripped down his neck, he turned pale and tremblingly took out the chip from the positioning table and spread it in the palm of his hand.

The person behind him reached out his hand and took away the chip, "Thank you."

When he said the word "thank you", the originally cold voice became alive. This feeling was like a cold corpse suddenly coming to life.

The huge contrast between before and after made the candidate from Montenegro High School stunned.

The next moment, the sharp weapon left his throat, and the person behind him also passed by him and landed on the ground not far away.

At this moment, the moon just emerged from the dark clouds, and the moonlight poured down, reflecting a slender figure.

This figure was dressed in black, wearing a slender and sharp silver armor on the middle finger of his right hand. Under the bright moonlight, this armor exuded a frightening cold light.

Only then did the candidates at Montenegro High School realize that what had just been pressed against their throats was such a small thing.

After this figure landed on the ground, he began to move and walked towards the distance. As he walked, he muttered something.

"The first chip is done."

"The next target is No. 654 northwest."

"Try to get nine chips within an hour."

"It shouldn't be too difficult."

Seeing that the figure was about to disappear into the woods, the candidate from Black Mountain High School suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "My name is Song Song, may I ask who you are?"

The figure didn't look back and replied casually:

"Tianlan High School, Ji Xuan."

…

In a certain area in the east of the forest, a young man was lying leisurely on a thick branch, looking at the moonlight that appeared and disappeared between the shadows of the trees, and murmured: "The moonlight in Meidu is more beautiful."

This young man is none other than Ouyang Xiaoming.

He took out eight chips from his pants pocket and took a look at them. He said helplessly: "I just want to survive these three days. Why do so many people come to my door?"

As soon as the exam began, he was teleported to this place, but until now, he has never moved a step.

Because he didn't care about the results of the exam at all. The only thing he was thinking about was how to get through these three difficult days.

But with the existence of the positioning table, even if he didn't look for other candidates, other candidates would come to him, so in this day, he had defeated more than a dozen opponents.

As for why there were only eight chips, it was purely because he was careless by nature. He saw several candidates running away and was too lazy to chase them. However, even so, he only had one chip left to collect.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.

Hearing this sound, Ouyang Xiaoming couldn't help but wailed, "It's so late at night, can't we just take a break!"

After a moment, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows in the forest.

Wearing red clothes, gray pants, and a purple headband, this figure is obviously a candidate at Ziyun High School.

He stood up, stood on a branch, looked down at the other party, and said with a smile: "It's too late tonight, why don't we fight again tomorrow?"

The man looked up at Ouyang Xiaoming, with a smile on his face and shook his head slightly.

"Okay." Ouyang Xiaoming shrugged, and then took out the weapon wrapped in burlap from behind.

Untying the string tied to the burlap, a strange weapon appeared in the moonlight.

This weapon is about three feet long and is red in color. It looks like a sword, but it has no tip. The top is flat and smooth. From a distance, it looks like a ruler or a long ruler!

"It turned out to be it!"

Seeing this weapon, the Ziyun High School candidate's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise: "Could you be Ouyang Xiaoming?"

His voice is rich and powerful, giving people a sense of calmness and stability.

"Not bad." Ouyang Xiaoming nodded, pointing the weapon in his hand directly at the man, "Let's fight!"

"Okay." The candidate responded and was about to step forward with one foot, but at this moment, Ouyang Xiaoming suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Be careful behind you!"

The man subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that there was no one behind him. When he turned around, Ouyang Xiaoming's figure had disappeared, leaving only the branches that were still trembling slightly.

The man's expression became strange.

The moment Ouyang Xiaoming saw him, he knew one thing for sure: he couldn't beat him!

So Ouyang Xiaoming bluffed in front of him and ran away without looking back.

"Master said it turns out to be true." The man laughed dumbly, "No one in the Ouyang family is normal."

"I didn't expect to encounter one of the ten famous swords made by the swordsman Ouyang Dayan here."

"Crimson sword, hidden edge."

"In this case, you must experience its power."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure swayed and disappeared from where he was.

...

The faint moonlight shone down, making this place become quiet and deserted.

Mu Ziqing closed her eyes and sat quietly on the ground, with the wooden sword across her knees.

The breeze blew by, and the leaves danced like butterflies and fell, landing on his head, shoulders, knees...

The moonlight passed through the tree branches coldly and dappled his body, casting a golden hazy light on him, giving his whole person a quiet and sacred feeling.

Suddenly, Mu Ziqing opened her eyes, revealing emerald green pupils as bright as gems.

He raised his head slightly and looked forward.

There was no sound of footsteps, not even the slightest sound, and a figure just walked out from the depths of the forest.

This figure was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a silver badge on his chest, and a long sword slanted on his waist.

This person is none other than the recognized number one person in Lianyue High School, Jian Han.

"Is it you?" A look of surprise flashed in Mu Ziqing's eyes. He didn't expect that he would meet Jian Han so soon.

The latter looked at him and smiled slightly: "Long time no see, Mu Ziqing."

He was obviously smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a strange coldness.

"Long time no see." Mu Ziqing responded lightly.

"The last time we met was at the martial arts exchange meeting in the first year of high school." Jian Han narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have never forgotten the humiliation of being defeated by you, Zhu Mo, and Ji Xuan that day in the past two years.

Pass."

"Thanks to you, I am who I am today."

The smile on his face suddenly faded, and he said in a serious tone: "First it was you, then Zhu Mo, and finally Ji Xuan. This time, I want to take back all the shame I suffered before!"

"It's useless to talk more." Mu Ziqing said softly.

The hands on his knees moved slightly, vigorously, and the leaves that fell on him flew away. Then, he stood up slowly, looked at Jian Han and said, "If you want to fight, then fight!"
Chapter completed!