The day after Su Lingfeng competed with Liu Dazhuang, another senior student came to challenge Su Lingfeng, and there were two of them!
Early in the morning, as soon as Su Lingfeng entered the classroom, a boy wearing a spiritual wizard's uniform came to Su Lingfeng's classroom and asked, "Who is Su Lingfeng?"
This boy looks very ordinary, but his expression is quite arrogant. It is no wonder that among the combat professionals in this world, spiritual magicians are the smallest in number and the most difficult to train.
Judging from the rank medal pinned on this boy's chest, he is an intermediate spiritual wizard who has broken through the third level of spiritual arts. Considering his age, his talent is very good, and he does have the capital to be arrogant.
After listening to the spiritualist's question, a boy sitting in the front row turned around and shouted to the back: "Squad leader, I'm looking for you again!" That expression and voice revealed excitement that couldn't be concealed! Because it seemed like he was here again.
It’s fun to watch!
Su Lingfeng walked slowly to the door, looked at the boy expressionlessly, and asked, "Are you looking for me?"
"Are you Su Lingfeng?" This question was nonsense. It was purely intended to create a superior aura, but unfortunately it was not very successful.
"Yeah." Su Lingfeng nodded calmly.
"I am Li Xiang, a fifth-year student in the Spiritual Warlock Department!" the boy said, raising his chin.
"Well. What's wrong with you?"
"I want to challenge you. Do you dare to go to the arena tonight?!"
"Okay, I understand." Su Lingfeng's tone remained calm.
Seeing that Su Lingfeng didn't seem to take the challenge seriously at all, Li Xiang felt a little depressed. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and left.
He said in his heart that when he gets to the arena, he must let this girl know how powerful he is!
After Li Xiang left, before Su Lingfeng could return to his seat, another boy wearing a swordsman uniform came over.
The boy was quite polite and said with a smile: "Hello, Su Lingfeng, I am a sixth-grade student in the Swordsman Department. My name is Qian Duoduo."
Su Lingfeng glanced at this humble and delicate boy, nodded and praised: "Qian Duoduo? What a good name!"
"..." Qian Duoduo is very depressed. What he hates most in his life is the name his grandfather gave him. Qian Duoduo? How vulgar! This cold girl who seems to be otherworldly actually said that this is a good name? She should
You're not deliberately mocking him, are you?
In fact, Qian Duoduo really thought too much. Su Lingfeng sincerely praised his name. How directly it reflected the hopes of his elders and how real it was!
"Are you here to challenge me too?" Su Lingfeng asked.
"Yes." Qian Duoduo's face was slightly red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "I want to challenge you, my junior sister. I wonder if my junior sister is willing to fight with me?"
"Okay." Su Lingfeng said happily: "Tonight, after that guy named Li just steps down, you can come on."
"Uh...okay."
"It's okay, I'll go back." Su Lingfeng turned and walked towards the back of the classroom.
Qian Duoduo touched his nose and left.
While having lunch.
Several girls were chattering and had a lively discussion about Su Lingfeng's challengers.
Su Lingfeng ate all the food on the plate, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and then suddenly asked: "Why are these people so eager to challenge me?"
The discussion among the girls suddenly stopped, and they all looked at Su Lingfeng in surprise.
"Don't you know?" An Zhizhi asked strangely with wide eyes.
"Oh? Is there anything that happened that I should know about but don't know yet?" Su Lingfeng asked with raised eyebrows.
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ps: I met a friend on QQ and chatted a few more words. I ran out of time, so this chapter is relatively short. Sorry, I will make up 2 chapters in the middle of the night.