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"Oh, if that's the case, then I'll make it happen for you!"

Xu Jie's face changed, his eyes narrowed, and he rushed out in one stride. His speed was so fast that people's faces changed.

Qin Guanqi frowned. The opponent's speed seemed to be abnormally fast.

A huge fist hit him in his sight, and he tilted his head slightly.

Then he felt a gust of wind blowing across his left face, causing his cheek to hurt.

With a flash of his body, he distanced himself from the other party, his expression serious.

"How is this possible!"

Binbin stood up with a hint of disbelief on his face.

"This guy can actually avoid Brother Jie's fist? Why??"

Since they met Brother Jie, they found that he was surprisingly strong. No student could take his punch.

They also gave Brother Jie a nickname in their hearts, One Punch Man!

Xu Jie frowned and retracted his failed fist. His face was also solemn.

"I didn't expect you to bring me a surprise."

He immediately turned to Binbin and Ah Wei and said,

"You two also go out and wait."

"Ah...this..."

The two looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. This kind of thing has never happened before...

"Get out and don't make me unhappy!"

Xu Jie frowned and shouted coldly.

"Well, pay more attention to yourself."

The two nodded with worried expressions. They opened the iron door a little and squeezed out with difficulty.

Brother Jie closed the door, then turned his gaze and looked at the person opposite with a solemn expression.

"I never expected that you and I are actually the same kind of people."

"so...."

His tone suddenly turned cold, a cold light flashed across his pupils, and his divine power gathered in his hand, and a magic pen appeared,

The tip of the pen is full of color and charm, with several streaks of light emitting from it.

Qin Guanqi frowned slightly. He could keenly sense that the divine power in the world had changed.

Xu Jie narrowed his eyes slightly and took action without saying anything.

I saw him flicking his right hand, using the sky as rice paper and divine power as pen and ink,

The tip of the pen passed through the air, drawing several ink rhymes,

The mysterious fragrance lingered and turned into a black blade that burst out,

The blade cuts through the space, leaving a black ink path wherever it passes, like an afterimage.

"snort."

Qin Guanqi snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

When the sound fell, the attacking blade was immediately ignited by a burst of flame, evaporated by the high temperature, and disappeared without a trace.

"Do you want to fight with divine power? Yes, I will accompany you."

His eyes suddenly turned cold, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and bursts of fire ignited in his mouth.

Since this is on the rooftop, he must control his strength and destructive power, otherwise his identity will be exposed.

Stepping out, flames burst out from his body,

The surrounding space gradually distorted, and wrinkles appeared layer by layer.

At this moment, he is like a flame god descending into the world,

"etc!"

Xu Jie's face changed drastically, his face was hot and red from the high temperature. He immediately raised his hands and shouted loudly,

"I surrender! I surrender and won't fight."

While raising his hands to speak, he would squat on the ground obediently.

Qin Guanqi frowned slightly, feeling wary.

"What? Are you scared?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid. If you don't fight, my divine power can't beat yours."

Xu Jie squatted on the ground, looked up at him with a smile,

He is the guardian of the folk sacred tomb, and unlike Zhao Yun and Huo Qubing, he has the same terrifying killing ability as the main sacred tomb.

If he really got into a fight with the tomb-keepers of the Fire God Zhu Rong, he would definitely be the loser.

"You were so arrogant and arrogant just now. Now it seems a little wrong to squat here and beg for mercy, right?"

"Hahahaha, just now I felt that I had strength, but now it's different, I'm honest."

Xu Jie laughed, straightened his face and continued,

"I acted preemptively just now because I was worried that you were a corpse. If you attacked me by surprise, I would definitely not be able to react."

Unless they use the divine power within their bodies, the tombs and tomb-keepers would be no different from ordinary people. They would not be able to tell the difference with the naked eye.

He slowly stood up with his hands raised, then clasped his fists and said,

"Hello Qin Guanqi, I am the tomb-keeper of the painting saint Wu Daozi, Wu Jie, from a family of orthodox tomb-keepers in China."

"The Painting Saint Wu Daozi..."

Qin Guanqi's eyes moved slightly, looking at the opponent's figure, the flames on his body gradually disappeared,

"Why did you come to Huai City?"

"I used to admire Wang Dadong when I was watching Ultimate Class 1, so I also wanted to imitate him and become the strongest high school student in history. So in the past three years, I have visited the worst schools in China just to inherit his will."

Wu Jie's face was firm and he clenched his fists, but then he felt like a pickled eggplant.

"But I didn't expect that you, who is located in the 21st Middle School in the southeastern region of China, are also the guardians of the mausoleum. It's no wonder that you can rule the 21st Middle School for three consecutive years."

Qin Guanqi folded his arms and looked at him calmly,

"You use the physique of a mausoleum guard to bully ordinary people, and you still dare to say that you are the strongest? You are so shameless.

Moreover, when I ruled No. 21 Middle School, I was not a tomb keeper, but I really fought with my fists. "

He walked up to him, looked at him slightly, and then said,

"But no matter what the result is, you lose this competition. Remember to hang the whiteboard on yourself and stand under the teaching building with your head down and admit your mistake."

The whiteboard is the signboard for the losers in Twenty-One.

Everyone who loses in the final battle must hang it and stand at the bottom of the building for public display.

"Tsk."

Wu Jie looked disdainful, then raised his proud head and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, countless eyes in the corridor stared at him.

"What are you looking at!"

"Get out of here."

"Hmph."

He snorted coldly, then pushed the crowd out.

"Brother Jie, why did you come out?"

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, did you win?"

Binbin and Awei immediately followed him and asked anxiously.

"No, I lost."

He shook his head and accepted it calmly. With divine power, he was definitely not the opponent. Without divine power, he could hear from the other party's words that he was not the opponent either.

"Ah..."

The two looked dull, and their eyes were full of disbelief. Brother Jie defeated the masters of the last-rate schools in China, but he actually lost to the students of Huai City No. 21 Middle School?

When the people around heard his frank words, their stunned faces disappeared immediately and they cheered.

"Lost? He lost!"

"Brother Qi won! Brother Qi won!"

"Fortunately, fortunately, if a transfer student picked the whole school, we would be embarrassed."

"As expected of Brother Qi... It's just a pity that we didn't see this wonderful battle from beginning to end."

Sister Xianglin and the others looked at each other and immediately ran to the rooftop.

"Brother Qi, are you okay?"

"Nothing."

Qin Guanqi shook his head at the others and then continued,

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. You guys should go back and review well. Don't waste time."

After that, he walked downstairs surrounded by a group of students.

Sister Xianglin and the others looked at each other, their eyes were confused,

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