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  Luo Lin followed closely behind Qian Jing, somewhat curious, and looked in the direction of his gaze, asking casually: "What's so interesting...McKus!"

  Luolin's exclamation instantly drew the attention of the people around him, a string of astonished low cries rose and fell, and in an instant almost all eyes were focused on the person being stared at by Qianjin.

  Average height, golden short hair, the muscles on his shoulders are particularly prominent and swollen, even if the warrior's uniform covers it up, it can't hide that powerful taste.

  Makos was the undisputed number one among all students at Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy before the emergence of Qianjin. As a sixth-level warrior in his third year, with rich combat experience, he had always been firmly seated in the top spot.

  The team members who formed a small square array, stepped aside to make way for McCaus, who was walking towards Qianjin, leaving a relatively spacious passage.

  "Are you Qianjin?" McCaus asked in a calm tone, looking down at him with an angle that was two years older and half a head taller than Qianjin. "I wasn't in school for the past few days, and when I came back last night, I heard that many people think you're the number one in our college..."

  The students watching around had almost simultaneous changes in their facial expressions, excitement and anticipation replacing the fatigue that had been lingering on their faces due to waking up early.

  In recent days, there has been a considerable debate about whether Qianjin has already become the strongest student in the academy. Some people think that next year's Qianjin will be the strongest, and this year's strongest is still McCoys of the third grade. Others say that Qianjin's fighting style is equally exquisite and may not necessarily lose to McCoys who excels at fighting techniques.

  The college was divided into two factions over who was the strongest among the students: the Pro-Qian faction and the Anti-Qian faction.

  As soon as McCaw returned to the college, he immediately came to the door, his words were calm, but the naked challenge and gunpowder smell could not be hidden at all, or it can be said that there was no intention of hiding.

  No matter which college, there is only one first place! The first person in any college will not be willing to give up this throne, and it's not just because of the glory. At the same time, the first person among students really has many privileges.

  "This...!" With a crisp movement, he raised his little finger to scratch his head, and suddenly lifted his right foot with great force. Seven levels of Dou Qi surged into his leg as he stamped the ground fiercely, causing a dull thud that shook everyone's heart in the quiet campus!

  Seventh-level Dou Qi! Many people were inhaling cold air, and some even forgot to breathe. A large number of students stared at Qian Jing in disbelief, wondering if they hadn't woken up yet? Qian Jing was just a first-year warrior student, how could he possibly have the strength of seventh-level Dou Qi?!

  McCaw's face was frozen in a challenging expression, his eyes filled with surprise and mixed with many doubts. In his heart, he secretly guessed whether Qianjin had sneaked into the Douling Great Array through other means beforehand. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain how a first-year warrior student could have seventh-level Dou Qi? Was he an initial awakening bloodline power warrior? No way! He must have entered the Douling Great Array! It must be so!

  In an instant, McCaus saw the dry and powerful eyes! His whole body suddenly shook violently, his legs unconsciously retreated rapidly, and beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead.

  Killing intent! McCaus was terrified, staring at Qianjin, his body uncontrollably trembling with fear, secretly doubting whether this young man was human or not. He was only a first-year warrior student, how could his eyes emit such an astonishing killing intent!? That was clearly the killing intent of someone who had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on the battlefield, having killed hundreds or even thousands of people!

  Fight with someone like that? McCaus couldn't muster up the slightest will to fight, and just one glance at Gian's eyes filled with killing intent was enough to thoroughly intimidate him!

  Ma Ke's eyes looked at the ground, not daring to meet Qian Jin's gaze. His mind kept asking himself, how is this possible? How could he have such a strong killing aura? Not to mention me, even veteran soldiers who have been on the battlefield wouldn't have such a strong killing intent as him.

  "By the way..." Qianjin looked up at Mcaws: "Senior, can I say that I am now the strongest student in this college? If not...".

  Bang! Another footstep echoed across the campus, and McCaus's face suddenly changed dramatically. His pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant, and his forehead once again seeped out a few drops of shocking cold sweat. His legs were powerless to support his body, and with a thud, he knelt down on the ground, staring blankly at the floor.

  "This... how is this possible..." McCaus's eyes were filled with incredulity, and for an instant his entire spirit seemed to have completely collapsed. This first-year Warrior Department student, his junior, had just unleashed a power of eighth-level Dou Qi on his second stomp!

  The other students had never seen the eighth level of Dou Qi, and couldn't tell the difference between Qian Qi's first and second steps. But McCaus had seen an old warrior use the eighth level of Dou Qi before, and the feeling was exactly the same as what Qian Qi just did!

  "Like this... should be enough, right?" Kanki's words floated into Makos' ears from behind.

  McCos's lips curled up with an unspeakable bitterness, and the eighth-level Dou Qi was indeed enough to be called the number one student in Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy, even if his own combat experience was stronger than Gan Qi. This difference between the two levels of Dou Qi was already enough to ignore the problem of combat experience.

  A highly anticipated showdown ended abruptly after a fierce exchange, leaving the students bewildered about what had just happened. Despite the difference in skill level between the two, McCaus's experience and fighting style could have made up for much of the gap, and he might still have had a chance if he had continued to fight. How could this person give up the title of top student so easily?

  "It's indeed a great feeling when one has enough strength. Dryly jogging on the school's playground, he recalled the two kicks just now and how they changed McCaus's expression, and couldn't help but chuckle softly."

  "Hey, what just happened?" Luo Lin moved his chubby body and puffed out a breath beside Qian Jin: "Today the teacher and principal are not here, I have nowhere to ask. What exactly happened? You stomped your feet, how did McCaw admit defeat?"

  "You should ask him about this instead of asking me, I'm not clear either."

  "Classmate, we are now roommates and classmates, and in the future I will still be your elder brother-in-law, how can you not tell me the truth..."

  "Classmate, relatives can't be recognized casually. Alright, I'll secretly tell you the reason, just now my second foot used eighth-level Dou Qi..."

  Plop...... Luo Lin's stout body, having received an extreme shock, had his two chubby legs momentarily unable to move, and he directly fell onto the ground with a thud. He looked up and shouted: "Is this for real?"

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