They were all youths and elites, so no one was convinced.

This greatly annoyed the gigantic existence of the Zhao Family in the Great Yan City.

As the eagle-eyed teenager's ridiculing voice fell, the huge elite cla.s.s's cla.s.sroom was instantly filled with discussions. They looked at Qin Sheng with interest, but their eyes were mostly filled with pity.

Isn't that Zhao Han from the Zhao Family? I heard that his relations.h.i.+p with Zhao Qiongcang is very good, it's just that Zhao Qiongcang is taking the examination in the mine. "

"It's said that Qin Sheng had beaten Zhao Qiongcang up in the mining area."

"Interesting, Zhao Han has ill intentions, he probably wants to beat Qin Sheng up for revenge!"

Qin Sheng naturally heard the whispers as well. His brows furrowed and his gaze collided with the eagle-eyed. His eyes suddenly became sharp, as if they had shot out two rays of cold light.

He instantly became stupefied from fear, and felt that he was not facing a trash of meridian connection, but instead an expert of the Soul Realm.

"Pretending to be mysterious? If you have the guts, then fight with me." After being stunned for a while, Zhao Han quickly regained his senses, pointed at Qin Sheng's nose and sneered.

"However, if you provoke me like this, I won't be lenient in the future." Qin Sheng reminded her out of good intentions.

This Zhao Han came to find him to spar in front of so many students at the first possible moment, and it was so menacing that everyone with a discerning eye thought that Zhao Han would definitely not be lenient. If he had switched out for an ordinary meridian connection, he might even be crippled by Zhao Han.

Zhao Han said coldly: "Bulls.h.i.+t, who do my Zhao Family fear? "Useless, hurry up and come out."

Qin Sheng looked up, his lips curling into a smile, his handsome face carrying a few teasing expressions, and said: "Always talking about trash, in a bit, don't beg for forgiveness."

"Tsk, you're the one with meridian connection. If you're not trash, then who is?" Zhao Han laughed coldly, "Trash you dare to be stubborn, I'll smash your stinky mouth to pieces later!"

Both sides were engaged in a heated battle of words, neither was willing to give in.

The Mentor Leng Jun on the stage watched on coldly from the sidelines.

The cla.s.sroom in elite cla.s.s was very big. Other than the podium and seats, there was also an empty s.p.a.ce with a diameter of several zhang.

Zhao Han walked to the center of the empty s.p.a.ce, behind him followed two students who had decent strength.