Seeing Shangyou in the Qing Palace state, his heart immediately sank.

Although I don’t know what happened in the Qing Palace, I can tell that something is wrong with this state.

If the Qing Palace had flashed from time to time, the orange-gold light on his body made him look like an unstable explosion, then the Qing Palace seemed to be a little more stable at this time, and the orange-gold light on his body gradually dissipated, but the feeling of being cold and upright became more intense. Although the temperature in the air gradually decreased, the twist of the air became more obvious. Almost all the things around the room looked crooked, just like looking at things through countless huge convex mirrors.

"Qinggong, what's wrong with you?" Shangyou shouted, "Wake up! Um!" Before he finished speaking, he saw the dark red in Qinggong's eyes flash suddenly, and then his whole body was as if he was punched out, hitting heavily on the wall behind him, and he couldn't help but groan.

Qinggong looked around with a little blank look, and a trace of confusion flashed through his dark red eyes. After looking around for a week, he slowly stopped at Shangyou, who was struggling to get up from the ground. Then he flashed his body and suddenly hit Shangyou.

"Damn, are you crazy?" Shangyou was startled and hurriedly rolled over and avoided the Qing Palace's attack. "What are you doing? Hey! Ah! It's very hot!"

Qing Palace's movements were a bit incredible. In such a small space, after failing to hit a single attack, he stood up instantly, and roared silently. Then, a high-hot air stream with a faint dark red light slashed directly upwards.

‘Sword of Hot Flow’!

"Hey!" Seeing this, Kamijou was almost scared to death. In desperation, he did not care about thinking about anything else, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand and blocked it directly towards the Sword of Hot Flow that was rushing towards him!

In an instant, a sound of explosion seemed to come from the air, like a crying sound, suddenly exploded at the moment when the boy's right hand contacted the dark red high-hot airflow!

Then, like a miracle, the dark red air sword, which was half a meter wide, was as if swallowed by air when it touched the upper right hand, and it collapsed into ordinary air, and disappeared with the temperature above. The originally twisted air also returned to normal in an instant, as if one hand smoothed the crumpled paper surface.

"Fortunately..." Shangjoo let out a slight breath, and then he slowly raised his head, and a trace of determination flashed across his ordinary face.

"Qinggong... no matter how you become like this, just let you recover, right?"

Seeing that the Sword of Heat Flow was broken, Qinggong was also stunned for a moment, but at this time he was on the verge of being thrust in his ability, and he was confused and had no idea what was going on. So everything was simply in the instinct of tyrannical instinct in his heart, so naturally he would not remember anything abnormal in Shangyou's right hand. He glared suddenly, and the original high-hot air in the air cooled instantly, and then began to cool down rapidly. The water vapor in the air was liquefied and condensed drop by drop. Dozens of sharp blue ice crystals were generated out of thin air in the air. With a wave of his hand, dozens of ice crystals flew towards the upper hand.

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"Break it for me!" Shangyou roared, raised his right hand and grabbed Bingjing directly. Within the range he touched with his right hand, more than a dozen cold lights disappeared and turned into water vapor again. However, in the place where his right hand could not reach, the ice crystal still roared towards Shangyou. In an instant, Shangyou's shirt was cut into cracks, and even a blood mark appeared on his face.

"It's okay to joke among friends, it's too much to do it!" Shangbiao didn't care about the wound on his body at all, and a trace of perseverance flashed in his eyes, "Although I know that you are not the real you now,... if you make a mistake, please correct me!"

Shangyou jumped up, turned over the bed of the Qing Palace, and looked at Qing Palace, which was gradually lit with red flames. Shangyou clenched his fists.

"Wake me up, bastard!"

Shangyou's fist passed through the light in front of Qinggong without any obstacles, and blocked his right hand with the hot temperature, as if this right hand could withstand everything. Then Shangyou's right fist hit Qinggong's face with a heavy expression.

The punch was so powerful that it directly knocked away the chestnut-colored thin-edged glasses frame on Qing Gong's face.

The next moment, the whole room became quiet.

"Cough..." Feeling the violent force gradually disappearing around him, he looked at Qinggong who was unconscious again, and then looked at the messy environment around him. Kamijo sighed helplessly and carried Qinggong on his shoulders.

"Unfortunate."

downstairs.

Indyx sat on the edge of the bed with a serious expression, staring at Qinggong lying on the bed, folding his hands on his chest, as if he was praying. After a while, he tilted his head and stopped his movements.

"The glasses are not in good spirits." Indices said seriously, "I felt a manic power, which is terrifying..."

"Are you reliable?" Indicus's statement like a charlatan made Kurajo speechless, "Didn't you say that you have the power of 103,000 magic books in your mind? Why can't you even see this?"

"Damn it!" Indyx stood up angrily, staring at Shangyou with a vicious look, "The only books in my mind are magic books, and there is no way to solve your so-called superpowers! I have said it many times!"

"I understand..." Kamijo waved his hand a little impatiently, "But in this situation..."

"I'm hungry..."

"Hey, hey, this is not the time to talk about this now, right? This guy from Qinggong is now life and death is uncertain! You give me some similarities... Hey? Hey! Miss Indyx? Hey? You want to... do...ah!!!!" Then a young man in the upper roar cried out in pain like a wolf howling. The silver-haired loli was biting his head tightly, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Well...what are you doing..." Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice came from the bed with a faint surprise, "Ah, Indyx?"

"Qinggong?" Shang Tsubasa was immediately overjoyed and turned around quickly, not caring about the fact that there was an Indyx hanging on his head. "How is it? What happened just now?"

"I've helped a lot." Qing Gong smiled bitterly. When he felt the scorching pain on his left face, he couldn't help but pull his face stiffly, "Your punch is really fierce." Speaking of this, Qing Gong couldn't help but feel palpitations in secret.

If it weren't for the friendship breaking Yan's fist, I would probably not be able to escape from the edge of being able to escape? Even if I could, I'm afraid the dormitory building would have to be broken into pieces by myself, and then the trouble would be great at that time.

After feeling his ability, Qing Gong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time it was not serious, and his ability was not affected. Compared to the abilities that went wild three years ago, this time it was not even a drizzle. However, at this time, I could not be caught by Aresta anymore.

This punch of Shangjoo is worthy of being true. Friendship Breaking Yan Fist!

However, why did I fall into a thunderous abilities so easily? Qing Gong thought to himself that he should ask Teacher Xiaomeng if he had time to see if she had any explanation.

"Qing Palace," while the Qing Palace was thinking about things, Shangdiao slowly walked to the Qing Palace with a serious expression, "Tell me, what happened?"

He is not a fool. In the usual situation of the Qing Palace, the situation just now would not have happened no matter what, so something must have happened.

Moreover, it is a matter of people who are very important to the Qing Palace.

"...I'll tell you slowly." Looking at Kamijo's eyes, Qinggong was silent for a while, finally shook his head and said with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!