The bodybuilder boy's huge body, which was over one meter eighty-five in height and weighed two hundred pounds, flew across the room like a weightless porcelain doll under Ling Yun's fist.Several broken teeth shot out from his bloodstained mouth, hitting the walls of the living room with a resounding clank.

Ling Yun reached out and grabbed the bodybuilder boy's thick arm, yanking the bodybuilder boy who was about to fly out across the room back again, and then punched him again, ruthlessly hitting the bodybuilder boy's six-packed, perfectly muscled belly.

The bodybuilder arched his back like a prawn, his eyeballs protruded out, and his bloodstained mouth opened as if he was suffocating, he inhaled deeply, but he couldn't breathe a thing, the disgusting white froth was regurgitated from his lungs that had been subjected to a huge squeeze, and it soon flowed down the bodybuilder's chin and onto his neck and chest.

Ling Yun let go of the bodybuilder boy's arms, and the bodybuilder boy flopped to the floor like a dead dog, arching his body, his whole body convulsing.

The mustache boy's raised fist froze in mid-air, and just like the boy with the small hair, the two faces were filled with expressions of horror and shock. The Bodybuilding boy is powerful others do not, he is two people but, in high school, the bodybuilding boy was the local famous amateur boxer, his strength is unparalleled, once a punch, an adult boxer unconscious past, known as the local small god boxer.

However, it was this little godly boxer who had not even lasted a single punch under the ordinary and almost unremarkable teenager, but instead had been beaten to the point of foaming at the mouth and collapsing to the ground, how could this not cause the other two to feel a deep fear.

Ling Yun stepped on the head of the bodybuilder boy who was no longer quite conscious and said with a smile, "Two students, now that I can live here, right, is it that I don't have to go to the regular dormitory?"

The boy with the small parted head and the boy with the mustache nodded their heads woodenly, in just a few dozen seconds, the huge contrast between the before and after had already caused the two to almost have a nervous breakdown, and now when they looked at Ling Yun's harmless smile, the two of them were as if they were seeing the smile of the devil.

Ling Yun moved his foot down from the bodybuilder's head, and said with a surprised look on his face, "Aiya, what's wrong with this student? Is he sick la, why is he foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground? What do you guys think is going on here?"

The mustache boy froze: "He is not your ......" sentence has not yet finished, the little split-head boy interrupted his words: "Sorry, Ling Yun, our old township has epilepsy, will irregularly seizure, sorry, we immediately take him to the school hospital for treatment. (We'll take him to the school hospital right away for treatment, thanks for the reminder.)" Saying this, he winked at the mustache boy, who immediately glanced at Ling Yun in realization, before silently joining the little split-head boy in helping the half-open-eyed bodybuilder boy up from the ground.

Ling Yun gazed at the small parted head boy and said indifferently, "Student Qin Zhengwei, you have just enrolled in school now, there are still long days ahead, I hope that we can live harmoniously under one roof in the future, study seriously, and strive hard to become a knowledgeable talent in our country at an early date."

The small split-head boy's body shook as he looked at Ling Yun with complicated eyes, "You know what my name is?"

Ling Yun smiled faintly and pointed at the mustache boy, "I also know that his name is Lv Xing, and the big guy you two are holding is called Fang Xiaoming."

"What else do you know?" Qin Zhengwei asked with a gloomy face.

"That's all I know, I saw your names in the security guard's dormitory list downstairs, so I made a note of it." Ling Yun smiled bashfully and turned towards the bedroom, "You'd better hurry up and take Fang Xiaoming to see a doctor, there's no chance that the sheepishness will kick in again after a long time."

Qin Zhengwei gazed at Ling Yun's back, a trace of resentment flashing through his not-so-large triangular eyes.

The two of them racked Fang Xiaoming downstairs, and just stepped out of the revolving door, Lv Xing, who had been holding back for half a day, immediately said in his dialect, "Zhengwei, what a mistake, I didn't expect this new student to be so powerful, even Xiaoming couldn't beat him, we've suffered a big loss this time, are we going to let it go just like that?"

Qin Zhengwei was silent with a gloomy face, only half a second later he sneered and said, "Forget it? In my Qin's dictionary, I have never forgotten the word "forget it", isn't he able to fight? Oh, limbs developed, simple mind, let's find another way to fix him, the loss he suffered this time, in the future, we want him to pay back ten times, a hundred times."

"Good." Lv Xing's eyes shot out a sinister gaze, "Zheng Wei, you are our Chaozhou freshman's think tank, you must think of a good way to get rid of this kid, it's best to let the school expel him, 308 must be our world."

"No hurry first, let him be complacent for a few days." Qin Zhengwei supported Fang Xiaoming's arm and said with a cold smile, "I have plenty of ways to play him slowly, let's send Xiaoming to the hospital for treatment first."

Lv Xing nodded his head heavily, and the two of them set up Fang Xiaoming and traveled in the direction of the school hospital.

The bedroom window of dormitory 308 was open, Ling Yun stood in front of the window sill, expressionless as he watched Qin Zhengwei and the other three go all the way away. Only after half a second did he put down his luggage, and after gently arranging everything, he leisurely walked to the communal computer in the dormitory's living room and started surfing the Internet, quickly checking something, and soon, an afternoon passed.

In the evening, Qin Zhengwei and three people just returned to the dormitory, Fang Xiaoming looked a lot better, the blood stains on the corner of their mouths also washed off, but half of their face was still swollen, the corner of the mouth a thick medical gauze, the majestic body also looks weak, this is all Ling Yun's punch of credit.

Qin Zhengwei as if nothing happened and Ling Yun warmly greeted and talked, as if the unpleasantness of the morning did not exist at all. He explained to Ling Yun that everything was just a misunderstanding and that it was Fang Xiaoming's mistaken identity that led to this conflict, but of course, the fault was entirely on Fang Xiaoming's and his side. He hoped that Ling Yun would be generous, forgive their recklessness, and not be jealous, because in the future, they will have to live together for a long time, and students should get along with each other in harmony.

To show his sincerity, Fang Xiaoming even apologized to Ling Yun with his leaky mouth, even Lv Xing also had a warm smile on his face and sincerely admitted his mistake to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun secretly nodded his head, not to mention anything else, just based on the stoicism of Qin Zhengwei's trio, the vast majority of boys of the same age would not be able to do so. Being beaten up and apologizing, they were still able to greet each other with a smile. This Qin Zhengwei, the heart seems to be very deep that ......

Qin Zhengwei is as meticulous as a hair, and also specially bought a sumptuous dinner to bring Ling Yun, half-jokingly saying that it is to Ling Yun to make amends to apologize. Waiting for a free day, and then properly entertaining Ling Yun with a more sumptuous meal feast.

Ling Yun happened to have not eaten dinner, but also not polite, said thank you, and then ate while talking with the three students, gossiping intentionally or unintentionally asking about Qin Zhengwei and other people's family backgrounds, but Qin Zhengwei is cleverly covered up the past, the two sides did not light chat, each other understand more about some of the situation of the University of Beijing and the profession.

After a while look at the time, it is already ten o'clock in the evening, the school's bedtime, and they wash up and rest.

It seems to be a very harmonious and beautiful first day of school. Ling Yun thought with a sneer as he lay on his bed. Then he closed his eyes and touched his spiritual imprint to enter into Yu Lao's boundary, and to outsiders, he appeared as if he was asleep, emitting soft and delicate breathing sounds.

On the day before reporting to Beijing University, Ling Yun, after several months of diligent cultivation, finally reached the standard of the spiritual force field recognized by Yu Xiu Jie and was able to maintain his body's balance under eight powerful forces in different directions, and was able to regain his balance under the sudden changes in force, and his Dimensional Power manipulation was exquisite and incomparable, and his Dimensional Power was enhanced to the point that he could also withstand the sudden changes in the difference of plus or minus one hundred degrees of temperature, making Yu Xiu Jie Very satisfied.

The fourth layer of the boundary's foreign arts cultivation and the third layer of the boundary's fighting cultivation had similarities, but they were not the same. Firstly, from shallow to deep, starting from the most basic and simple foreign arts, the junction would repeatedly and automatically surface the cultivation method of a foreign art and the main points of the cultivation process, if there were obstacles and places Ling Yun did not understand in the process of cultivation, the junction would automatically give clear and concise pointers, just like Yu Xiu Jie's personal lecture, and just like an all-knowing and all-knowing secret book of the great accomplishment of foreign arts, there were no blanks and obscure places that were hard to understand. Ling Yun could not help but be surprised and delighted.

After Ling Yun had learned a foreign art, the Junction would take various tests to test his mastery of the foreign art, either by setting up virtual opponents, setting up organs that matched the play of the foreign art, or a certain unpredictable scenario and trap. It was only after Ling Yun had passed all the tests and truly mastered the foreign arts skillfully that the boundary acted like a sophisticated computer system, automatically surfacing the next foreign art. The cycle was then repeated, from easy to difficult, systematically allowing Ling Yun to cultivate the foreign arts.

Ling Yun was soon immersed in the vast and infinite cultivation of foreign arts, just like a thirsty man drinking water from his mouth, intoxicated by it for years and years, and it was only until this time that he realized that because of the first few months of meditating and cultivating the foundation of the mental force field, especially the foundation of subtle Dimensional Power Manipulation, the cultivation of foreign arts had become twice as effective and highly efficient. One could not help but feel deep respect for Xiu Jie's arrangement.

Perhaps, at this moment, Ling Yun did not know how rare and valuable an opportunity it was to be able to cultivate like this in Xiu Jie's Boundary.

The second day of school was the day for new students to participate in the opening ceremony and get to know each other, in addition to the routine introduction of faculties and departments as well as the school's history and honors, Ling Yun's major was bioengineering, and the counselor, a freshly graduated master's degree holder who had been hanging out at the school for six and a half years, skillfully spoke to a group of freshmen rookies, explaining in an unending stream of school precautions and regulations, as well as distributing the course notices to the head of the various dormitories, and Ling Yun was then assigned to a dorm room by Xiu Jie. Ling Yun's dormitory was then given a course schedule by Qin Zhengwei, ready to go back and stick it on the wall of the living room.

Of course, before the official classes, freshmen will have to undergo about a month of military training, a Chinese characteristic. So after the opening ceremony, each major class went to the faculty to receive uniforms and other military training items and then disbanded on the spot to go back to rest, ready to accept the next day's harsh test.

This test naturally refers to the weather, even in September, Beijing's weather is still hot and abnormal, most of the new students are delicate greenhouse flowers, although in the life of the energy and physical strength of the most peak period, but the long-term lack of outdoor activities make most people can not withstand the high-intensity high-temperature training, a few days is not yet rigorous military training down, countless new students have already been complaining of suffering.

Ling Yun wearing a grass-green camouflage uniform motionlessly kicks the front step, the rest of the eyes from time to time see white coats of medical personnel hurriedly run into the not-too-neat student square, and then slowly with a stretcher to carry out the sun-fainted or heatstroke of the motherland flowers. I don't know if any new students pretend to be unconscious on purpose to avoid military training.

The training under the scorching sun was exceptionally boring and tasteless, Ling Yun was a little bored, so he looked around carelessly. Suddenly, his heart stirred as his mental force field perception sensed an abnormal aura that was so out of place with the summer heat, chilly, cold, and surprisingly had a negative mood of despair.

Ling Yun did not move and slightly lowered his head, his eyes flashed with an unknown aura of abnormality, and when he raised his head again, the world in his eyes was already very different from the original. This was the foreign art Tong Ling Eye that he had just practiced last night, a pupil art that was one level higher than Qing Ling Eye, and could glimpse all intangible things in the thousand worlds.

When he looked in the direction of the unusual aura again, Ling Yun was shocked, only to see that in the air, a hideous and horrifying stern ghost-like gray apparition was slowly attaching itself to a girl's body, and its cloudy and transparent lower body had already sunk into a large portion of the girl's head.