"That's unreasonable! If I don't take action, it's because I'm afraid that people will say that I'm bullying the younger ones. Do you really want to try my tricks?" The old woman was so angry that her face was as dark as ink. Looking at this posture,
, it seems that even boiling Long Fei is not enough to relieve his anger.
Seeing the old woman jumping up and down in anger, Long Fei suddenly became interested, grinned, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, blew out a big smoke ring, and then said sternly: "Looking at you, you must be in bed
It’s hot. In my hometown, there is a kind of herbal tea called Wanglaoji. Tsk! It’s a pity that I didn’t bring it with me, otherwise it would definitely help you get rid of the fire.”
As soon as Long Fei said these words, everyone present suppressed their red cheeks and covered their lips tightly, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud.
"Hahaha……"
Others did not dare to laugh, but Dugu Qiuou and Hun Dan had no scruples and laughed wildly. With the leader taking the lead, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the venue, and even the female dean burst into tears. In the female hospital
In my long memory, this Poison Goddess has never been so embarrassed. Now she is embarrassed in front of so many people, and the person who caused her embarrassment is her favorite disciple. How can it not be heart-wrenching.
At this time, the old woman only felt the blood in her chest churning, and she had the urge to vomit blood. She stamped the faucet crutch in her hand, looked at the female dean, raised her hand and shouted: "Second sister Ding, you have seen it all!
I'm going to teach this naughty kid a lesson today, do you want to take care of it?" The old woman seemed to have some scruples about the female dean.
The female dean turned to look at Long Fei, shook her head and smiled, and said to herself: "You still want to teach him a lesson, you are really ignorant!" Then she turned around and said calmly: "I will not get involved in personal grudges." After that,
He nodded towards Long Fei.
"Okay!" The old woman laughed ferociously, looked at Long Fei again, and sneered: "Son! If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will keep your whole body. Otherwise, I will make you worse than death!"
"Oh! It seems that you are really angry." Long Fei held a cigarette and touched his chin and said jokingly: "Let's see how old you are, I will reluctantly take action to calm your anger."
"court death!"
The old woman was so angry that she waved her sleeves and saw dense green steel needles flying towards the dragon like locusts passing through the border.
"Everyone disperse!"
At this time, the dean shouted loudly to everyone watching. Only then did everyone realize the danger and hurriedly retreated.
Long Fei looked at the countless poisonous needles shot at him, tilted his mouth, shook his head, and took the cigarette into his mouth unhurriedly.
Soon enough, at the moment when the steel needle was about to cover Long Fei, Long Fei suddenly took a deep breath, the cigarette in his mouth burned out instantly, and his chest bulged high. Then Long Fei opened his mouth and let out a loud sound.
The roar came out.
"Roar!……"
The roar shook the heaven and the earth, and swept towards the old woman instantly like a tsunami.
The countless steel needles were shattered into pieces in an instant, and the ground where they passed suddenly cracked open and countless gaps spread rapidly in all directions.
It took a full quarter of an hour for the roar to stop.
The people in the square were as silent as stones at this time. All eyes were focused on Long Fei, dumbfounded!
"puff!…"
At this time, the old woman was bleeding from seven holes, and blood spurted out of her mouth like a fountain. The faucet-head crutch in her hand had long since turned into powder, and her gorgeous clothes had become tattered, like an old beggar.
As for the crowd watching, there was not a single intact ground in the entire square. Even the weak weapons in everyone's hands were turned into piles of fragments, not to mention the decorations they wore. They vomited blood for a while.
There are countless people.
The shock that Long Fei brought to them was really great. It was unbelievable that a loud roar could have such power. People who have not experienced it personally may never be able to believe it.
At this moment, the person who is most shocked in my heart is probably the female dean. I knew that Long Fei's cultivation level was unfathomable, but I never expected that Long Fei's cultivation level would be so terrifying. Obviously, this is not Long Fei.
All the strength. How strong is Long Fei? She can't imagine!
Everyone's minds went blank because they couldn't find any words to express Long Fei's strength. They could only express their shock by being stunned. Even Dugu Qiuou and Hun Dan, who knew Long Fei best, couldn't help being deeply shocked. Originally, they were stunned.
They thought they knew a little about Long Fei's cultivation, but the facts in front of them told them that Long Fei's cultivation had already thrown them out of countless streets, and now they couldn't even see Long Fei's shadow.
arrive.
At this time, Long Fei lit up a cigarette again, squatted down, looked at the old woman and said with a smile: "How is it? My lion's roar skill tastes good! The anger should be almost gone now! I have told you a long time ago
I said, then the Wei family doesn’t deserve to invite me over, you don’t believe it!” After saying that, Long Fei shook his head, stood up and looked at the crowd, cupping his hands and saying, “Dear students! I’m sorry! I accidentally damaged everyone’s things. But everyone.
Don’t worry, I will compensate for the cost.”
"Compensation?" Everyone couldn't help but shudder, thinking: "Who dares to ask you for compensation? Don't you want to hang out?" In fact, everyone had no intention of asking Long Fei for compensation. It was not all because of Long Fei's terrifying strength.
, more of an admiration for Long Fei. Some of the people who can come to study in this magic martial arts academy are poor. Who would care about their idol for a little loss?
The female dean came back to her senses at this time and quickly looked around. Seeing that all the students were fine, she breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that among these students, there are children from major families. If something really happened,
What kind of situation is this? The college really cannot afford it.
In fact, the dean didn't have to worry at all. How could Long Fei not consider this when he took action, not to mention that there were people from the special training class in the crowd. Besides, Long Fei was not a person who killed indiscriminately. Long Fei had already used all his strength when he took action.
Control your own attacks. Eighty percent of the ten levels of skill fall on the old woman, and there is nothing you can do about the other two levels spreading out. However, it is impossible for the two levels of skill to really hurt these students. After all, the students are not mud.
Made of pinched paper.
"Cough! Cough!..."
At this time, the old woman finally regained her composure and kept coughing. She looked at Long Fei with helpless eyes, her eyes full of horror and resentment. While coughing, she said: "My skills are not as good as others... Cough! Cough! ... I have nothing to say."
…Ahem!…If you want to kill or scrape, it’s up to you! Ahem…”
Long Fei sneered and then looked at the dean.
"well!"
The headmistress sighed and said calmly: "Let her go!"
Long Fei nodded, turned to look at the old woman, and shouted angrily: "I'll spare your life today, get out!"
With an angry shout, the old woman was immediately thrown several feet away, and the blood that had just stopped in her mouth spurted out again.
Seeing this scene, the female dean couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly, secretly saying: "This boy really holds a grudge!"
At this time, the middle-aged man who was holding Wei Minmin and looking terrified felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He quickly ran to the old woman's side, tucked her under his arm, and fled quickly. He was afraid that if he ran a step slower, he would lose his ability to walk.
The old woman's footsteps are normal.
A wonderful performance came to an end. In fact, it only took a quarter of an hour for the old woman to arrive and leave. When everyone looked at the ring again, Long Fei had long disappeared, but various traces on the field told everyone that
All this is not a dream.
The game was not interrupted because of this sudden change. After a while, the noise on the field returned to the previous level.
…
The competition is one after another, round after round, and time passes quietly day by day. The elite selection competition has changed from 1,000 people after the first round to 500 people... With continuous elimination, more and more people leave the field and become
for the audience.
The 17th day of the competition is also the last round of the selection. At this time, there are only 15 people left on the stage. Among these 15 people, the 10 places that everyone envies will be decided. Each of them must compete with the other 14
People compete one by one, and the final ranking is determined by the number of wins and losses.
Except for Lao Cao and Ah Wei, everyone in the special training class successfully reached the finals this time. Not only was Long Fei satisfied with this result, but all the students in the special training class had to be convinced. The original ones
People who are envious, jealous, and hateful can only look up to you now.
These days, Long Fei is as elusive as a ghost. But when he appears, it must be when Chen Yan's competition begins. And once Chen Yan's competition ends, Long Fei disappears immediately.
In fact, Long Fei was mainly worried about Chen Yan's safety. Although Long Fei knew in his heart that Chen Yan would not be able to have an accident if Hun Dan was present. But Long Fei just felt uneasy in his heart and did not watch Chen Yan finish the competition in person.
, Long Fei couldn't even practice normally. He always thought of Chen Yan unconsciously in his heart, for fear that something would happen to her. Even he didn't know when he started to care about Chen Yan.
It's reached this point.
…
The sun is still shining brightly, and the number of people in the square continues to increase. This is the last round of competition, and it is definitely the most exciting round. These 15 people are the 15 strongest among all the young students in the entire Magic Martial Academy. No one
I am willing to miss any of these duels. There are even many outsiders who have squeezed into the crowd in the square through various connections, looking forward to these hundreds of exciting duels.
When the hour came, I saw the same old man. He slowly walked onto the high platform, but now he was no longer carrying a wooden box, but instead was holding a large envelope.
For a moment, the old man stood on the high platform, carefully pulled out a folded piece of paper from the envelope, flipped it over, glanced at it, then raised his head and said loudly to the crowd: "The defender of the first match, the soul is pale.
! The other 14 students are ready, the competition begins now!" After saying that, he quickly walked off the platform.
There was a burst of laughter in the audience at this moment. The name Hun Dan was really unflattering, but after a while the silence returned to the audience. It wasn't because it wasn't funny, but because Hun Dan's strength made them respect them, so just smile a little.
But if you keep smiling, it would be a blasphemy against the strong and your dreams.
At this time, I saw a bald man slowly walking towards the ring. For a moment! The bald man stepped onto the ring, turned around and glanced at the crowd.
Everyone suddenly felt awe in their hearts. Hun Dan stood there like a god of war, giving people an unshakable feeling. Even Long Fei was ashamed of this appearance. Hun Dan was born with a fierce look.
, coupled with his good cultivation and murderous aura, this temperament supports that face and burly figure, making him look like a living God of War descending to earth.