Peerless Pill God

The two of them collided with each other's eyes, sparks flying in all directions. The huge pressure seemed to freeze the air.    

The surrounding students did not dare to make a sound. They were afraid of angering Mentor Leng Jun, who was at the edge of his fury.    

"Tsk tsk, you're going to pick a fight with Instructor just because of a disagreement?" Tian Teng could not help but secretly shake his head.    

This Leng Jun was the elite class's Instructor, and all the senior students knew him very well. Leng Jun had a solitary personality, and he would always seek revenge for the smallest grievance. He was a narrow-minded person, and if you dared to scold him in front of everyone, he would have ten thousand ways to disgust you until you vomited blood!    

Qin Sheng had given Tian Teng too much of a shock. Besides, he came from a small family, and naturally, he wanted to produce one or two geniuses from countless small families in the Great Yan City. He wanted to be able to fight against the Zhao family, who could cover the sky with a single hand.    

This Qin Sheng was definitely the most talented one. However, in Tian Teng's point of view, Qin Sheng's shrewdness was too shallow. He was talented, but his brain wasn't very good. In the end, he would still suffer a great loss.    

Dozens of gazes were gathered on the podium of the elite class. Mentor Leng Jun clenched his fists slightly. The elemental energy that was as tall as a mountain was faintly leaking out from his body. The terrifying pressure of the elemental energy made the entire elite class's students unable to breathe.    

"Very good!" Mentor Leng Jun looked deeply at Qin Sheng, his eyes carrying a deep meaning, "As expected of a tiger father without a dog son. Your talent is comparable to your father's. "    

Qin Sheng was stunned. He estimated that Mentor Leng Jun had some conflicts with his father in the past, and judging from his performance just now, the conflict was not small.    

However, he didn't expect that Leng Jun would praise him the moment he opened his mouth.    

"Kid, since you are Qin's son, you are also in my class. " Mentor Leng Jun thought to himself. His eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "I will play with you slowly in a while. "    

"Qin, Qin. "    

"He did not expect that your life and death would be unknown. It was your son who delivered himself to his door. All these years, you have caused me, the Cultivation Level, to stay in the Reaching Soul State, and you have tortured your son. Just treat it as collecting some interest. "    

Countless ways to torture Qin Sheng had emerged in Leng Jun's mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile.    

Qin Sheng's eyes focused, and he naturally kept everything in his eyes. The Yin Evil Corpse Worm in his arms was also restless. He also touched the ring in his hand. Inside was a bottle of Xia Bingnings that was forced out of Xia Bingning's body. . .    

"It seems like someone is eyeing it. " Qin Sheng muttered, "Let me see if you are worthy of being my father's opponent. "    

At this time, a tall and straight figure walked into the elite class.    

He was wearing a white robe, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Every movement of his revealed a faint confidence. A vigorous elemental energy was released intentionally or unintentionally.    

This person was surprisingly Zhao Ming, who had been watching the show outside the door.    

However, Zhao Ming's facial expression did not look too good at the moment. His three junior brothers had been beaten into a bloody mess, and they were all wailing in pain on the ground.    

"This bunch of idiots! They have completely lost the face of the Zhao family!" Zhao Ming glanced at Zhao Han and the other two, then he retracted his gaze and looked at Mentor Leng Jun, who was standing on the podium.    

"Leng Instructor. " Zhao Ming bowed and greeted.    

Leng Jun naturally shifted his gaze to Zhao Ming and revealed a smile. He had taught Zhao Ming before, and both of them could be considered as master and disciple.    

"Zhao Ming, why have you come here?" Mentor Leng Jun asked.    

"Today is the start of the Outer Court, and there are three junior disciples in the family. After entering the elite class, I am here to see the performance of my junior brothers. Also, encourage the junior disciples. " Zhao Ming explained the purpose of his visit, but. . . His face suddenly darkened, and his sharp gaze swept across Qin Sheng. He said. " It was just an ordinary sparring match, but this kid's attack was so ruthless. This time, Zhao Han and the others would at least be lying in bed for a few months!"