‘You must win, and you will definitely win.’

This woman, Hang Yu, had no idea how much effort she had put in, and Dao San of Hanyu had no idea of ​​her talent and strength!

"The King's Lander! The mask of flesh and blood, everything, flapping its wings and flying high, and the thing that is named human beings! The heat and the chaos, sweep across the sea and heading south, and move forward!

Thirty-one of the Breaking Road·Red Cannon!"×2

The two of them were full of fighting spirit, and wherever their eyes passed, they aroused Mars full of fighting spirit, and no one gave in.

After the chanting, the two fireballs interacted, and in the center of the fireball, two huge spiritual pressures collided and spread.

But in an instant, the two red cannons were decided to win and lose. The difference between the two was far beyond the students' imagination. Almost just a moment of contact, Hang Yu's red cannon came to the front of the wilderness.

Before Hanyu Dao San evaluated, no one believed that the great senior's Yuanye would actually lose to the ghost realm, just as Hanyu's acting captain expected, he lost to the junior in front of him.

They despise Yuanye's talent, but they also recognize his strength for several years.

"It's really? The difference between the two is so big."

"I clearly feel that the red cannon in the wilderness is even more powerful!"

"Mr. Hanyu, can you really see the two most special among dozens of red cannons?"

I'm afraid of comparing goods. Hang Yu's red cannon is indeed stronger than them.

Lord Hanyu's choice is indeed without a refutation.

The moment the red cannon was about to hit Yuanye, Dao San stood in front of him, stretched out his hand, and Mirror silently blocked the attack.

"Okay, the above four people..."

"Captain Hanyu, please help me." Yuanye suddenly lay down behind him, hugged Hanyu Daosan's thighs, and tears fell on Daosan's thighs, "I really work hard, Daosan, I really practice hard every day.

Every day after I finish my studies, I have to practice for at least two hours.”

After practicing for two hours, Dao San choked, and he said calmly, "I have relaxed during this period. In addition to the necessary work, I have to practice for ten hours every day."

There are two hours left to learn the Dharma.

Yuanye's hand holding his thighs loosened.

Ten hours?

Is it not good to go to drink at this time?

We are the god of death, the best!

Including the wilderness.

He thought of becoming a god of death by luck, and he thought of becoming a god of death by going to the back door, but he never thought of becoming a god of death by hard work.

"You have enough room to grow, and if you can guarantee an extra ten hours a day at the end of the year, you will have no problem becoming a god of death."

That's all.

As for whether Yuanye who was already stunned or not, it is not what Hanyu Dao San should be in charge.

It is difficult for two people to have mediocre talents, lazy personality, and life together.

Dao San ignored the use of the instant step and left backward.

The shooting field tested the students' overall strength, and the short guys picked out a few more people.

In the end, a few students who had already successfully solved the problem were enough to get twenty-five people.

Next is to ask how many people will join the team.

Compared to the 13th rank team picking people at the end of the year, the benefit of these little geniuses is that they can freely choose other teams from the first and fourth rank teams.

The fewest of these students chose to go to the 13th Team, with less than two people, five people in the 7th Team, and an astonishing eight people in the 2nd Team.

The second team is not a good place to go. In the 13th team, the second team is the only team with daily training tasks.

But Dao San Hanyu's performance today was too impressive. With his own strength, he broke the students' prejudice against the second team.

A leader who is talented enough will always bring them an inexplicable sense of security.

And he was born in Liuhun Street.

The few people who chose the second team had small nobles, more of whom were civilians, and a leader who was also civilians seemed more intimate.

"Classmate Hang Yu, do you want to choose the 12th team?"

"Yes, because my mother doesn't want me to go to those too dangerous ranks."

The 12th team you want to go to is really dangerous.

He was born in the Death God of Death and was very disdainful in his shooting field. Does he know what kind of virtues the current 12th team is.

Although there is no clear evidence.

But he was sure that Nikoli had actually attacked other oppositions to death.

But such words, he, the deputy captain, dare not say much.

"If it's for safety, the fourth team should be a good place to go. Judging from your information, you should have the ability to reply."

"It's just the fourth team, and there's no chance to fight at all." Hang Yu was a little embarrassed.

This kind of emotion can be understood by the three defeats.

Want to fight, but not too dangerous.

As for Hang Yu, he was also a little confused. Hanyu Dao San's attitude was also clear. He asked this to tell him that he did not support Hang Yu in the 12th team.

An acting captain said so bluntly that even though the Hang Yu family was from a small noble family, they would rather not disobey at this time.

"I'll tell you a story."

Dao San is not mixed with personal emotions at all. Is he a slim person?

All for the development of the students.

"Woo... Dao San's acting captain, Captain Nirvana is so bad, I want to join the second team."

Hang Yu was completely immersed in the story that Dao San modified a little bit.

Other students also wiped their tears. It is estimated that in no time, the death of Nieyin Meng will spread throughout the Lingting Court.

"Neikari is so bad, I want to write him into the book."

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A familiar voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Hanyu Dao San stood up in shock.

The Ninth Division, Benlang Yushi, is an unscrupulous reporter, has just been promoted to the third seat of the Ninth Division.

However, Dao San believed that this guy got involved because of those shameless rumor.

"Yo, it turns out that Captain Dao Third, there will always be new news with you."

As for whether Nieyin is alive well, it has nothing to do with him. He, an editor, still cares whether someone lives or not, isn't it better if there is news.

As for whether he will offend Nicholas.

For the sake of news, he was not even afraid of breaking bees, and was he still afraid of Nirvana?

However, Ichimaru Gin, who was following the deputy captain of the Matsuo Guigu Team recently, smelled the big news.

That is really big news, even big news that can change the history of the corpse soul world!

No, it can no longer be described as news.

Ichimaru Gin, Tsunayayo family, and even Aizen Sosuke.

The three seem to have an invisible line connected in series.

The two generations of Benlang Yushi, who had been journalists, could even feel the turbulent waves in the secret of the Lingting Court, and he did not even dare to report to his captain Dongxian.

This undercurrent is really stirring up, even if Dongxian wants the captain, he will be shattered.

Only Captain Yamamoto can truly stop this from happening.

To this end, report a captain, who needs and must obtain evidence that he can make a final decision.

This is a temptation for a reporter and an editor.

Now, the easiest point to enter, where the undercurrents meet, the Run Langyushi raised his head.

It's you!
Chapter completed!