Chapter 242: I don’t use a weapon
Urban Martial Arts System
Chapter 242: I donât use a weapon
For Qin Yin, it wasnât weird for Wu Jingxian to be in the First Class after showing such sudden battle intent. Although he didnât know Wu Jingxianâs personality, Qin Yin knew how difficult it would be to suppress this battle intent after it burned.
After all, Wu Jingxian was someone who could do anything to fight. This was a tacit understanding between true martial artists.
âI did want to join the First Class before. After all, I heard how powerful the first class was.â Zhou Ping also stood up.
âHowever, it seems like others are exaggerating.â Zhou Ping was indeed quite disappointed. This Qin Yin was only at the third level of the Martial Intent Transformation. If he was to be a student, he would indeed be considered an expert. However, in Zhou Pingâs eyes, he was not enough.
At the level of a student, how could a teacher be so high? Was the First Class really qualified to teach him?
âDo you dare look down on the First Class?â Hearing Zhou Pingâs words, an angry expression flashed across Qin Yinâs face.
âLooking down on the First Class? For the time being, I havenât thought of that.â Zhou Ping shook his head. As for the strength of the First Class, he still planned to see it with his own eyes.
Hearing this, Qin Yinâs expression became a little more beautiful.
âHowever, I really do look down on you.â Zhou Ping added.
âYouâre courting death!â In an instant, Qin Yin was furious. He slapped Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping slightly raised his foot and the desk in front of him rushed towards Qin Yin. Qin Yin changed his moves halfway and slapped the desk.
Boomâ¦
The desks instantly fell apart.
âIdiot! â Zhou Ping stood still, but a cold smile appeared on his face.
âHavenât you noticed? Your aura is useless to me, proving that I was at least at the same level as you. You actually dared to make such a rash move, simply stupid. â
âBullshit!â Qin Yin shouted angrily and attacked Zhou Ping again.
âYou donât know whatâs good for you.â Zhou Ping still stood where he was. When Qin Yin was about to attack him, his right foot moved slightly.
Boom!
In an instant, Qin Yin flew out and smashed a large hole into the classroom wall.
Crashâ¦
Qin Yin stood up from the ruins of the wall, shaking off the dust all over his body.
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âWhat? Youâre still here?â Zhou Ping curled his lips in disdain. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had already shown mercy. Otherwise, not to mention standing up, Qin Yin would have already been kicked out. After all, it was just a student-to-school exchange. If he was to strike again, it would be too much.
âGood, good, good. Looks like I underestimated you.â On the contrary, Qin Yin, who had stood up again, did not have the anger he had previously felt. He stared at Zhou Ping seriously and cautiously.
âThis place is too small to go all out, but do you dare to fight me outside.â
âWhy wonât I dare? âZhou Ping sneered.
Hearing Zhou Pingâs reply, Qin Yin turned around without hesitation and jumped out of the hole in the wall. Zhou Ping walked out of the gate.
The classroom was located on the third floor of the teaching building. There was a playground outside the teaching building. The playground was wide enough. Even though it wasnât for martial arts, Qin Yin couldnât care less now.
After leaping down from the third floor, Qin Yin stood at the center of the playground. Both of his hands suddenly rubbed behind his back, and Qin Yinâs hands were filled with two short, one-meter-long sticks.
He twisted one end of the short stick together and the short stick snapped. At the same time, the other two sections of the short stick popped out with sharp blades. However, the sharp edge on one end was longer, and the sharp edge on the other end was shorter.
The two short sticks turned into a spear.
This spear was completely pitch black, and there was a black dragon carved on its body. It was beautiful, and it could also increase the friction between the spear body and the palm, preventing it from sliding.
âItâs actually spear training. No wonder you dared to continue challenging me after being sent flying by my slap.â Zhou Ping looked at Qin Yin with interest.
âOf all the martial cultivators, the most are the ones who practice swords and fists. The second is the hidden weapons and all kinds of strange weapons. Although the spear stick wasnât a strange weapon, there were very few people who practiced it. After all, it wasnât a battlefield weapon. There were fewer and fewer spear users. Who would have thought that he would actually meet one today? I have to have a good look later.â Zhou Ping looked at the spear in Qin Yinâs hand and decided not to kill him in an instant, but to take a good look at this fellowâs path.
After all, Zhou Ping had never fought a spear user before.
âZhou Ping, hurry up and fight me!â Qin Yin looked at Zhou Ping condescendingly looking at him, and he immediately became furious. Qin Yin raised the spear in his hand and pointed it at Zhou Ping, shouting loudly.
Whooshâ¦
Qin Yinâs shout was filled with internal energy, and immediately, everyone around him heard it. Many people rushed out of the classroom to see what had happened.
Most of these were school classrooms and staff, but there were very few students.
âNonsense! School would be a place for them to compete?â A teacher looked at Qin Yin, who was holding the spear, with an angry expression. Just as he was about to go out to stop Qin Yin, someone immediately grabbed him.
âWhy are you pulling me?!â The teacher asked angrily.
âThatâs the first class student. Do you dare to go?â the teacher who pulled the man said with a smile.
âHmph,?Heâs just a student in the third realm of Martial Intent Transformation. He hasnât even entered the True Qi Realm yet. Why would I be afraid of him?â
The teacherâs voice grew smaller and smaller, and he didnât need to be dragged forward.
Qin Yin was indeed only a student at the third stage of the Martial Intent Transformation, not a match for teachers like them. However, he was a student in the First Class. The madwoman in the First Class had become a famous protector. If he provoked herâ¦
The teacher shivered and did not mention anything else.
Hearing the opponentâs provocation, Zhou Ping shook his head and jumped from the third floor.
âIâm good at using spear techniques. I canât use them in the classroom. What kind of weapon did you use? Hurry up and bring them out,â Qin Yin paused on the ground and said to Zhou Ping.
âI donât use weapons.â Zhou Ping shook his head.
âAlright! Then we shall begin! â
Qin Yin wouldnât say anything like âDonât look down on me for using weapons. Martial daoâexerciseâone inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. Thatâs if you have the heart to use it. Those who didnât use weapons would definitely not be able to defeat those without weapons.â
âFirst Class student, Qin Yin, spear name âWu Longâs Furnace Lifting Spearâ,â Qin Yin pulled the spear and said to Zhou Ping.
This was the introduction. At the same time, it meant that both sides were merely sparring, not a life or death battle.
âZhou Ping.â Zhou Ping didnâ t have anything to say, so he said his name.
After the two sides had completed their introductions, they did not say anything further. Qin Yin held a gun with both hands as he stared at Zhou Ping. His feet began to move.
Zhou Ping continued to stand nonchalantly, looking loose and relaxed, as if he didnât take Qin Yin seriously at all.