My Eyes Are Mutated

I don't want to die, I will admit defeat as soon as possible.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Ye Huan with disgust, and said coldly.

A stinky face, as if everyone owed him money.

Zhang Yuan has reason to be unhappy, this is the class he leads, and he should be responsible if something goes wrong.

He can't control the attribute martial artist, or the other party won't listen to him at all, the only thing he can control is Ye Huan.

As long as Ye Huan doesn't act, things can be controlled.

Thank you, Zhang Ban.

Ye Huan said with a smile, as for Zhang Yuan's dislike, he automatically ignored it.

Cheng Yang smiled and watched Zhang Yuan go to Ye Huan, but he didn't stop him. His task was to ensure that Ye Huan and the Leng family would meet each other, and he didn't care about the rest.

After the draw is over, the battle begins.

The two classmates jumped onto the ring, their body acupoints lit up, their vitality gathered, and they rushed towards each other.

Boom, boom.

The vitality collided, and the dissipated vitality swayed everywhere.

A battle is often won and lost quickly.

Ye Huan also learned about the cultivation level of his classmates for the first time. All of them have more than 200 awakenings, and some even have more than 300 awakenings.

Ye Huan deliberately noticed that students with more enlightenment often crushed those with less enlightenment.

In the next match, Zhang Chao vs Huang Fan.

on the ring.

Zhang Chao's body acupoints lit up one by one, a total of 280 orifice points.

The fiery red vitality gathered near the orifice acupoint, like red stars, emitting an excruciatingly high temperature.

Opposite Zhang Chao, Huang Fan's body only lit up with a pitiful 210 orifices, barely able to withstand the high temperature on Zhang Chao's body, and couldn't get close to Zhang Chao at all.

Huang Fan persisted for a while, but in the end he didn't even make a move, so he reluctantly conceded defeat.

Ye Huan watched this scene under the ring, and couldn't help but nodded slightly, the attribute martial artist system still has merit.

The high temperature of a fire-type martial artist is enough for people to allocate part of their energy to deal with it.

Next, Ye Huan saw Wu Liang and Lu Yuan successively.

Just as Lu Yuan threatened him that day, the golden punch directly shattered the vitality of the student on the opposite side.

Wu Liang, like Zhang Chao, conceded defeat to his opponent who was forced by high temperature.

What caught Ye Huan's attention was Wu Changqing.

The students who fought against Wu Changqing had enlightened 290, which was not a small number.

But the final result of the battle was surprising.

That student lost, and it was a mess.

Wu Changqing's body acupoints lit up one by one, like blue stars.

No more, no less, just two hundred and ninety.

But Wu Changqing's opponent moved slower and slower, and finally froze on the ring.

From beginning to end, Wu Changqing didn't even make a shot at all.

All the students who saw this scene froze slightly in their hearts, Wu Changqing is very powerful.

There were only 290 orifices on Wu Changqing's body, but no one would be foolish enough to think that Wu Changqing only had so many acupoints.

A student who has opened two hundred and ninety orifices is lost without a single move.

Wu Changqing would only be a ghost if he had only 290 enlightened.

Ye Huan glanced at Wu Changqing.

Wu Changqing jumped off the ring, walked to Ye Huan's side, and said to Ye Huan with a serious face.

Your opponent is the Leng family, that is a group of ice lumps, don't get emotional, and immediately admit defeat when the opportunity is wrong.

Ye Huan nodded, since knowing who Ye Huan's opponent is, this is the second time Wu Changqing has said this.

The next game, Ye Huan vs. Leng Bing.

Zhang Yuan announced, frowning slightly, he actually refused the competition.

The scene was quiet for a moment, and all eyes were focused on the arena. Many students actually received some information more or less.

Knowing that the attribute martial artist wants to take advantage of the only student of the vitality martial artist today.

Students from other classes who were not in the assessment all crowded over to the third class arena.

...

If you don't stop it, be careful that Ye Huan will be frozen into ice lumps.

Xu Yan tilted his head and squinted at Xue Changqing.

It depends on whether the ice in the Leng family is cold enough.

Xue Changqing had so much worry in the depths of his eyes, but his mouth was extremely tough.

Xu Yan sneered, no longer paying attention to Xue Changqing, but looking towards the arena.

No matter how much you say, it is better to see the results.

...

Arena area.

Under various gazes, Ye Huan and Leng Bing entered the ring one after another.

Leng Bing stood there, his eyes were icy cold, and he couldn't see the emotion of any normal person.

Ice, cold, without any emotion.

This is the feeling of being cold.

As expected of the surname Leng, cold enough.

Ye Huan sighed.

This is the end-of-month assessment. No unreasonable murder is allowed.

Zhang Yuan stood on the ring, staring at Leng Bing with stern eyes.

The cold ice is like a lump of ice, absorbing everything.

Cold and no echo.

Zhang Yuan was tired and turned his eyes to Ye Huan, ready to warn Ye Huan again.

Okay, Zhang Ban.

Ye Huan made a steal with a smile, as good as he wanted to be, a good student with a standard standard.

Zhang Yuan was speechless, he was a little bit clueless in his heart, that was what I said to you just now, can you give me a face?

No, just admit defeat.

After saying this in a low voice, Zhang Yuan retreated to the corner of the ring. He said everything that should be said, and he did everything that should be done. As for whether to listen or not, it is out of his control.

The test begins.

As soon as Zhang Yuangang announced the start of the competition, the arena was like a world changed in an instant.

Acupoints on Leng Bing's body lit up one by one, three hundred and ten in total, and the surrounding acupoints were filled with blue vitality.

The temperature on the ring dropped to freezing point in an instant, and the ring was quickly covered with a thin layer of ice.

A light curtain lit up on Zhang Yuan's body, isolating the biting chill.

The students near the ring were all stepping back, it was too cold.

It's so cold under the ring, isn't it...

The ice cubes on the arena were thickening, and the cold feet stepped on the ice surface, appearing in front of Ye Huan like a ghost, and punched Ye Huan with a punch.

Ye Huan's body flashed with pure white vitality, resisting the cold air that could instantly turn a drop of water into ice.

At this moment, the light dimmed, and a cold punch came.

In an instant, Ye Huan felt even colder, and his vitality was affected.

However, Ye Huan was overjoyed in his heart, and it would be better if Leng Bing chose to face it head-on.

Fighting for a long time in this environment is extremely unfavorable to Ye Huan.

Ye Huan didn't keep it any longer. The acupoints in his body were fully opened, and the three hundred and thirty-eight acupoints were lit up.

Pure Yuan Mahamudra.

Ye Huan directly detonated the vitality in the two hundred acupoints, and an illusory white palm shadow appeared on Ye Huan's right hand.

Ye Huan slapped Leng Bing's punch.

The cold air in front of the slap was instantly emptied, and the white illusory palm slapped the icy blue vitality wrapped around the fist.

That blue vitality that can instantly freeze a warrior of the same rank has no effect on the white illusory palm.

Like a heavy hammer hitting the egg shell, that layer of blue vitality instantly disintegrated and exploded, and at the same time, the vitality on Leng Bing's arm also burst.

Click.

Leng Bing's arm was fractured, and the white illusory palm paused for a while before hitting Leng Bing's body.