Chapter 237: Dou Dan!

In the next few days, Ling Xiao's days at Wuhan University in Kyoto were unremarkable.
Of course, the so-called plainness is only for Ling Xiao, because Ling Xiao's cultivation speed far exceeds the estimates of the Jingwu leaders, so his degree of freedom has also greatly increased.
Those courses aimed at new students have nothing to do with Ling Xiao.
And what will Ling Xiao do, who has a lot of free time?
The answer, of course, is to work hard to improve one's self-cultivation, and this will hurt other students.
What is meant by one second of heaven and one second of hell? The students have had a deep understanding in the past few days.
Against Ling Xiao? That is impossible.
Ling Xiao's combat effectiveness is so high, and he is also a low-rank mage, and he is also a low-rank mage, fighting Ling Xiao may be too long!
Then there is only one choice, endure silently.
The result of this is that within a few days, Ling Xiao has made a fuss about Kyoto Wu.
A group of students are facing a big enemy, and each one has lost their lives for several years.
At the same time, Ling Xiao's cultivation had reached the level of the third level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
Today, Ling Xiao was also going out to find some classmates. When he swiped a wave of system rewards, he was attracted by a push message on Weibo.
On the hot topic on Weibo, the topic ranked first: #寒国24-year-old alchemist Pu Renyong, defeated 15 Chinese peer alchemists of the same age in two days! #
Ling Xiao blinked, Han Guoren? Defeat 15 alchemists of the same age in China one after another?
"Is it really good to be so jumping?" Ling Xiao muttered in his heart.
He instantly threw the thoughts of continuing to stimulate his classmates out of the sky, and prepared to teach this Pu Renyong a lesson.
It just so happened that the pill-fighting venue for Pu Renyong was in a commercial alchemy center in Kyoto.
Ling Xiao thought, and the Dapeng wings appeared instantly.
When his wings shook, Ling Xiao went to Kyoto.
After a short while, he rushed to the place.
At this moment, except for the middle of the crowd, which is pretty good, the rest of the place is almost overcrowded.
Every Chinese person here looks a little ugly.
"This is the number one already?"
"The... the seventeenth."
"Damn, this cold country stick is too arrogant!"
"Hey, why wouldn't our young alchemist be able to beat him..."
Then the people here couldn't help but sigh.
In the middle of the crowd, Pu Ren courageously looked at the surrounding crowd.
He mocked in bad Chinese, "Is this the young alchemist of China? It's simply vulnerable!"
Creak!
Everyone around heard the words, they almost broke their teeth.
Pu Renyong looked at the angry people around him and didn't care.
"Come on, you can go and press the handprint of the loser." Pu Renyong said towards the alchemist who had just been defeated by him.
The young alchemist's body trembled, as if he had lost his soul.
He walked to the white paper hanging on the side in despair, pressed the ink pad, and then left his handprint on the white paper.
Seventeen sheets of white paper hung high, each with a scarlet palm print.
This palm print was like an invisible slap, slammed on the face of every Chinese person present.
"Does anyone dare to challenge? If you have any, come up quickly." Pu Renyong said.
The scene fell into silence, and the expression on Pu Renyong's face became more and more rampant.
At this moment, Ling Xiao walked out and said something dumbfounded by everyone present.