Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

When Xiao Yue heard this, all the fat in her body was cramping.

I never thought of humiliating them, but now they are humiliating me!

"I didn't expect Xiaoyueyue to be so popular, and everyone rushed to flip his brand." Mu Feifan laughed and teased.

Gong Xingyu rolled his eyes.

Here, Mu Feifei is also in a mood to joke.

Didn't you see that the two stout calves of the little fat man started to tremble?

"Brothers of Class One and Class Two, please leave this opportunity to me!" Suddenly, a boy stood out from the seat of Class Two.

It was Xiang Wentian who had a one-on-one fight with Xiao Yue.

The rest were not happy.

"Why?"

"That's right, I don't agree!"

"Why didn't you see your second class stretch out your *** when you beat Mu Feihan just now?"

This is a class of students.

Xiang Wentian said, "Don't ask, it's the little fat man who made me green."

hiss!

When everyone heard it, they were stunned.

As if seeing the other's turtle head, surrounded by circles of green.

A green prairie!

"Cowhide cowhide, it's too ruthless!"

"I, Long Aotian, admire this kind of cruel words for the sake of fighting."

"I admire Ye Liangchen +1"

"I'll give you this chance!"

In an instant, everyone in the group stopped arguing.

After all, Xiang Wentian was so ruthless that he didn't even spare his own hair.

Ordinary people can't compare.

Chu Tiankuo said: "Xiaoxiang, although that little fat man is Brother Fan's brother, he is not our brother. Don't hold back and give the second class a fight!"

Xiang Wentian looked at Xiao Yue, who was trembling in the middle of the field, and showed a sinister smile: "It is necessary, the old hatred and the new hatred will be settled together today!"

This is the style of the experimental class.

They recognized Mu Feifei.

But it does not mean that they also recognize Xiao Yue.

Whoever dares to challenge them will pay the price!

At this moment, Xiang Wentian walked over slowly.

"Is that you? 88 years old and sick to cross the tower?" Xiao Yue was startled, and said the other party's screen name.

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "Accompany me to steal pigs, I didn't expect that I would leave such a deep impression on you!"

It seems that the festival between the two is really not small.

I didn't remember each other's real names, but I remembered each other's screen names.

It can be seen how much trauma the last game caused to their hearts!

It's all offline!

Wang Liangang said, "I'll be the referee for you."

Director Pan stared at Xiang Wentian: "Student Xiang, I won't say much about the significance of this game. You must not let the water go."

"Put water?" Xiang Wentian sneered, "I'll only bleed this fat man!"

Seeing the ruthless appearance of the other party, Xiao Yue looked at Mu Feifei for help.

Mu Feifei walked over to him.

"Brother Fan, he is at the sixth level of Qi refining, higher than me!" Xiao Yue complained.

"Be confident." Mu Feifei said loudly, "Shout with me, you are very strong!"

"You are very strong!" Xiao Yuezhao shouted.

Mu Feifei was speechless: "I'm wrong, I'm strong!"

"I'm very strong?" Xiao Yue began to doubt life.

"If you speak louder, you won't be able to hear it." Mu Feifei said.

"I am strong!"

"Speak louder, didn't you have enough to eat in the morning?"

"I'm strong!!"

"Be louder, don't say it's my brother when you go out after such a decline!"

Xiao Yue's face flushed red, she puffed out her cheeks, exerted her strength to suckle, and shouted suddenly, "I'm very strong!!!!"

In an instant, it was like a sleeping wolf, roaring to the sky!

A terrifying hurricane rolled up.

Xiang Wentian on the opposite side only felt that the wind was blowing his face, and his hair was all messed up.

this moment,

Everyone was shocked.

"What happened just now?"

"I think this little fat man seems to have changed a person."

"Don't you know that Fatty is full of anger?"

At this moment, Xiao Yue was panting, and it seemed that the cry just now roared out all the fear squeezed in her chest.

His gaze gradually became fierce, staring at Xiang Wentian.

"Remember, you are very strong!" Mu Feifei finally said before leaving.

Xiao Yue said confidently: "I'm very strong!"

"By the way, don't transform unless you have to. This is your trump card, as long as you don't transform, you will always have hope of making a comeback!" Mu Feifei secretly transmitted his voice.

Xiao Yue nodded.

For Mu Feifan's words, he has always been obedient.

In other words, Mu Feifan, to a certain extent, is not only Xiao Yue's brother, but also his spiritual belief.

Although you believe in Brother Fan, you may not have eternal life.

But it can rub the enemy on the ground!

Gong Xingyu watched Mu Feifei return in surprise.

This guy is not easy.

In just a few words, Xiao Yue inspired his fighting spirit.

Ordinary people can't do it!

"What's wrong, Teacher Gong, don't look at me with that kind of adoring eyes." Mu Feifei said.

Gong Xingyu angered: "How to talk to the teacher, no big or small."

Mu Feifei lowered his head and looked at Gong Xingyu, who barely reached his chest, and said nothing.

But this invisible humiliation is the deadliest.

Gong Xingyu was indeed even more depressed.

She is considering whether to change to a higher heel tomorrow.

At this moment, in the arena, Xiao Yue and Xiang Wentian confronted each other.

"Can we start?" Wang Liangang asked.

Both nodded.

Xiang Wentian sneered: "Little fat man, don't think it's great to shout twice. If you can win the game with a loud voice, I would have gone to sing on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau long ago."

"Big sand sculpture!" Xiao Yue snorted coldly.

Xiang Wentian was furious and shouted, "Fireball!"

I saw a scorching breath gushing out from his palm immediately, and then, a football-sized fireball rushed out.

"Look at me burning you to death!" Xiang Wentian threw it hard.

The fireball seemed to have eyes, and it blasted towards Xiao Yue.

The audience was stunned.

"Use magic when you come up?"

"Shouldn't it be better to greet fists and feet first?"

"It seems that Xiang Wentian didn't intend to keep it from the beginning!"

"The scene is hot enough, I like it!"

The corners of Xiang Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered, "I expect the fireball technique to fry you into roast meat, or that kind of oily..."

When many people heard this, they secretly swallowed.

Food is no doubt.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yue didn't dodge or dodge, just uttered word by word: "God of War Art!"

This is the master technique of the God of War.

Xiao Yue has been practicing for several months, and she is quite experienced.

Now, this is the first time it has been used in actual combat.

The next moment, a stream of air flowed out of his body and slowly covered his palm.

boom!

Xiao Yue slapped out, like playing tennis, and hit the fireball directly.

A squeak.

Under this terrifying force, the fireball directly vaporized and vanished in an instant.

Xiang Wentian was stunned.

Not only him, but the expressions of the rest of the people present were similar.

"Fuck!"

"What did I see?"

"A Zhan Wu scum went to pick up the opponent's fireball technique with his bare hands?"

"The reason for taking the fireball is because he is reckless. He dares to take it if he doesn't want to die. But shouldn't the point be that he slapped the fireball away?"

"This fat man has something!"