Everyone was extremely horrified by Jiang Qichao's appearance.
Damn it! Brother, how did you appear?
If Wei Cheng hadn't sensed it and struck at the opening of the crack, few people present would have noticed Jiang Qichao's presence.
The way this appears is too mysterious!
And why do those black cracks look more and more like... Yakumo Purple's gap power? Could this senior named Jiang have obtained the true inheritance from Purple's mother?
But in terms of public perception, Yakumo Murasaki in this world seems to have only accepted female students as disciples. Jiang Qichao cannot be his disciple...
If that's the case, where did he learn his gap power?
At this moment, the senior named Jiang who suddenly appeared in front of everyone was filled with a mysterious aura.
However, after a moment, this atmosphere was shattered...
"I said~Old Wei, why are you so cold to me? Have you forgotten the agreement between us~"
Jiang Qichao first smiled at Zhang Yang, then his face changed, and he directly spoke to Wei Cheng in a crying tone. The cold tone made everyone stunned.
"Answer me~ Classmate Wei Cheng, why do you want to chop me with a sickle?"
"……(shake)"
As the person involved, Wei Cheng was a little disgusted.
I go!
Disgusting!
It would be fine if it was a beautiful lady complaining, but Jiang Qichao is a man!
Not only men, but also the kind of sunny and handsome guy who will definitely seduce a lot of little girls if he is put outside.
Such a sunny and handsome man spoke to him in a resentful tone at this moment, which made Wei Cheng tremble uncontrollably, with goosebumps all over the floor.
"You...don't come over!"
Without any hesitation, facing the sudden change in Jiang Qichao's style, Old Wei immediately put away his sickle, reflexively hid beside Yan He, hugged his thighs and shivered.
How scary! Little angel Yan He, I want to hug him!
"Woo~ Forget it, I can't help but be scared!"
Jiang Qichao originally planned to have a good argument with Wei Cheng about the knife attack just now, but when he saw that Wei Cheng gave in so quickly, he shrugged and went to the side with Zhang Yang to discuss the matter.
Seeing that Jiang Qichao finally returned to his serious appearance, Wei Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the white pillar next to him, and swore from the bottom of his heart: Don't mess with this guy in the future.
Think about the sight of a friend of the same sex, who is more handsome than you, and more importantly, taller than you, running over with a fan in hand... The picture is so beautiful that Wei Cheng doesn't dare to think about it anymore.
I thought this guy was quite serious before! He's also very handsome, but in some aspects, he doesn't act like a man!
"Have you had enough hugs?"
"Not yet. This pillar feels really comfortable to the touch. It's just the right amount of softness and hardness. I want to hold it for a while longer."
"..."
"Fuck!"
Quickly dodging the big white legs coming from the side, Wei Cheng realized that he had just subconsciously hugged the little angel's thighs after running to Yan He's side!
I saw Yan He looking at him angrily and a little embarrassed.
Even if he regards Lao Wei as a good friend, he is still a little shy about hugging his thighs!
The person who just made the move was not Yan He, but Le Zhengling who was following Wei Cheng. Of course, the person speaking was also A Ling.
"Let me ask you again, Yan He's thighs are easy to hug, right? Have you hugged enough?"
I saw Le Zhengling's face full of "core kindness" at this moment, her wrist made a crisp popping sound, and she walked over step by step, scaring the people around her to step back, not daring to show her madness.
"Enough hugs, enough hugs! It's just a good hug..."
"Wei Cheng!"
Seeing that Le Zhengling seemed really angry, Wei Cheng couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart.
'Didn't I accidentally hug Yan He's thigh for a while? I'm not hugging you. Why do you, the eldest lady, care so much...'
However, he seemed to have overlooked that there was someone present who had the ability to listen to other people's voices.
"A'ling, Lao Wei just said bad things about you from the bottom of his heart!"
Luo Tianyi, who was eating biscuits at the side, saw Wei Cheng's embarrassed look at this moment, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, so he added fuel to the fire and showed Wei Cheng's inner drama to Le Zhengling.
Now, it’s wonderful.
"Wei! Cheng!"
Le Zhengling sneered repeatedly, and the next moment she pulled out the stupid hair on her head!
Seeing this scene, Wei Cheng ran away without even thinking about it.
Damn it!
Pull out the hair and turn it black!
As for that?
Didn’t I just hug the little angel’s long legs? Is it necessary for Miss Aya to be so angry?
As Wei Cheng retreated, he glanced back. While he was still considering whether to rescue him, he happened to catch a glimpse of A Ling who had pulled out her hair. She exuded a black aura and turned to look at him with a stiff smile.
Own…
"..."
Forget it, let’s run away first!
The worst thing is to wait and punch Le Zhengling a few times to calm her down.
With such a mood, Wei Cheng ran away.
…
And just when Wei Cheng and Le Zhengling were having a street chase on the spot, Zhang Yang...
"Haha, it's great to be young."
Glancing at the two people who were circling nearby, Zhang Yang looked at Jiang Qichao in a funny way and said with a smile: "You deliberately tricked him, right? This is a terrible trick!"
After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Jiang Qichao also smiled and said relaxedly: "Who told me that I just showed up and that guy was trying to kill me with a weapon. As an old man, a little punishment is nothing, right?"
"Bah! If you really cared about your identity, you wouldn't call yourself such a vulgar way as 'I'."
"hehe!"
After chatting with Zhang Yang for a few words, Jiang Qichao pulled out a list of names from his chest and handed it to Zhang Yang.
"Here are the people participating in the battle. According to the order above, each of them will have three challenge opportunities. They can choose to challenge the same person again, or they can stay after winning and continue to help others fight for places. It depends on what they do.
Already."
On the list, ten different names are printed, representing ten combat orders from the student union.
"In other words, one person can get up to three places?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.
"That's right. But I think with their strength, they won't be able to take away more than 30 places from us." Jiang Qichao raised his head, with a touch of confidence in his words.
"That's true, but have you even participated? You are actually allowed to participate in this test, which is really bullying." Zhang Yang sighed, looking at Jiang Qichao with a half-smile, "Then... the battle is about
How should the order be arranged?”
"Drawing lots, but..." Halfway through the words, Jiang Qichao turned his head, his eyes seemed to see bits of data, penetrated the space, and saw Wei Cheng at the corner of the street, who was being beaten wildly by the blackened Le Zhengling.
"But remember, among the three games, I want to fight Wei Cheng once!"
With a chuckle, Jiang Qichao stretched out his white arm, opened a slit in space, and silently inserted Le Zhengling's stupid hair back on the top of his head. Then he pretended to be fine and continued chatting with Zhang Yang.