Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

A fragrant breeze passed by, and the archbishop opened his eyes in shock. He wanted to stop you but it was too late.

The archbishop seemed drowsy, but he was always paying attention to Duan Qing's movements.

He thought he was very strong, and Duan Qing was seriously injured, so he would definitely be able to stop any small moves of Duan Qing.

But reality slapped him in the face again. Not only did he not catch any movement of Duan Qing, he didn't notice it until Duan Qing took action.

Duan Qing was seriously injured, but his strength was still unfathomable, so the archbishop didn't dare to act rashly.

Huan Shijie only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Duan Qing appeared in front of him in an instant, raised her jade hand and slapped her.

Pah!

The crisp slap echoed in the martial arts field.

Huan Shijie's cheeks were swollen, and he sat slumped in his chair.

He never dreamed that Duan Qing was so strong that she dared to beat him up in public because of a word.

This was a slap in the face of the Holy See in public. Wasn't she afraid of the Holy See's revenge?

But what he didn't expect was still to come.

Duan Qing raised her jade foot high and kicked him hard in the chest, leaning over and slapping him several times.

"I warned you just now, if you dare to do anything small, I will tear your mouth.

You bully my apprentice in front of me, do you think I am easy to bully, or do you think I don't exist?

If you dare to mess with me, I will beat you up, not to mention you are a small inspector, even if you are your archbishop."

Duan Qing was extremely domineering, scolding like a grandson, and slapping him with a big mouth.

Jiang Mingyang felt relieved, Huan Wenguan was stunned, and his classmates were dumbfounded.

This is a high-ranking inspector, representing the face of the Holy See. Is it really okay to beat him up in public like this?

Huan Shijie soon swelled up like a pig's head, and he looked extremely miserable.

Is this still the high-ranking inspector?

Why is he like a grandson in front of Duan Qing?

The archbishop's mouth twitched, while secretly scolding Huan Shijie for being a waste, he encouraged and pressured him, saying: "General Duan, please stop.

Although the inspector Huan was wrong, it should be handled by the Vatican. You have no right to deal with the inspector."

"Of course I don't have the right, but the premise is that you don't provoke me and don't interfere with my gambling."

Duan Qing stood up, looked down at the archbishop proudly, and said: "I bet heavily on this game.

If you lose because of your interference, don't blame me for overthrowing the Chinese branch of the Vatican."

Duan Qing is very domineering and strong, but she is not as brainless and strong as Jiang Mingyang.

She is strong and reasonable, even if she does something very outrageous, people can't find any fault with it.

This gambling game is related to her interests. Even if the Pope himself can't find any fault, at most it is excessive behavior.

But for General Duan, any extreme behavior is normal, and it is abnormal if her behavior is not extreme.

Since any behavior is normal, there is nothing wrong with him beating Huan Shijie violently. It can only be said that Huan Shijie asked for trouble.

The new generation of Wuda, seeing the strong and arrogant Duan Qing, were all excited.

This is what a warrior should be like, wielding a sword to the ends of the earth, taking revenge, isn't it happy.

A warrior should be like this!

Duan Qing refreshed again and again, and their understanding of arrogance and domineering also made them realize that calling the Holy See is not scary.

"Forget it, it's not fun to beat such a small character, it's better to beat the bishop."

Duan Qing lazily complained, and walked back to her seat slowly.

When she passed by the archbishop, she deliberately or unintentionally glanced at him, and the meaning was very obvious.

There is an archbishop in front of me, if you mess with me again, I will beat you!

"Humph!"

The archbishop snorted coldly, ignoring Duan Qing's provocation, and a ray of light swept across his hand, lightly floating on Huan Shijie.

Huan Shijie, who was half dead, recovered rapidly under the illumination of white light and soon regained his spirit.

But his swollen cheeks still looked like a pig's head, and the palm marks on his face were extremely clear. Even the archbishop's healing technique could not restore it.

Wearing an ugly pig's head, he dared not leave without the archbishop's order, and had to sit upright on the rostrum. Huan Shijie wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The classmates dared to laugh but not to speak, and they were all holding back their stomachs and almost bursting.

Duanmu Huachuan looked at Huan Shijie with interest and teased: "Jiang Tianyuan, what do you think of his miserable appearance?"

"Damn..."

Jiang Tianyuan cursed with a black face, thinking to himself: "Oh my god, it's so ugly, was I so miserable that day?

Duan Qing is simply inhumane."

The big guys whispered, and there were new changes on the ring.

His father was slapped in public, and Huan Wenguan was shocked at first, and then there was endless shame and anger.

What he found most difficult to accept was that his father did not dare to resist, and the archbishop did not dare to do anything to that woman.

"Teacher, the admiration of students for you is like a surging river, endless..."

Jiang Mingyang exaggeratedly flattered him while imitating Duan Qing's slapping, which made the official's heart and gallbladder burst.

"Jiang Mingyang, I will kill you, I will kill you!"

The official's eyes were bloodshot, and his anger burned his reason.

Only by killing Jiang Mingyang could he resolve the humiliation and help his father save face.

"If you want to kill me, you have to have that ability!

Burn the sky, Golden Crow."

Jiang Mingyang's breath burst out again, and the power of blood and qi turned into flames and soared into the sky.

The hot flames instantly turned from red to black, and the black flames swayed a circle of golden flames. From a distance, it looked like a three-legged golden crow, about to spread its wings and fly high.

The unique pressure of the three-legged golden house and the unbearable high temperature instantly covered the entire martial arts arena.

The entire martial arts arena was dark, as if all the light was engulfed by the black flames.

The students looked at the scene in front of them with horror and disbelief, and their brains completely crashed.

Jiang Mingyang shocked them too much. He had the amazing strength to challenge the cross-level, and the strong body that could fight against the psychic weapons was amazing enough.

But no one expected that he actually had psychic weapons.

No wonder Duan Qing asked him to use all his strength. He defeated Shi Qian with one punch but still did not use all his strength. Now is his full combat power.

Huan Shijie looked ugly, and the archbishop suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the three-legged golden crow with deep eyes, full of fear and coldness.

"At such a young age, he has merged. The Jiang family has inherited the Golden Crow Jade for thousands of years. This child has a rare talent in the world.

If he can grow up, he will be the mainstay of the fight against the abyss.

Whether it is for China or the world, it is a matter of celebration.

It is a pity that he has been cast into the dark. He is a disciple of your Duan Qing. Whether this child can grow up is still unknown.

If he joins the Holy See, no force can hurt him. It is only a matter of time for him to grow up."

The archbishop seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice reached everyone's ears.

The Holy See is the world hegemon. All warriors want to join its door. With the Holy See as a backer, they can almost dominate the world.

A small Taoist Ruan Decheng dared to show off his power in the thorns for more than 10 years, which is enough to show how strong the influence of the Holy See is.

The church has thrown out an olive branch. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Will Jiang Mingyang agree?