National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

Zi Ling smiled and said this sentence, and then...

"Fuck!"

The three of them exclaimed at the same time and then froze in place.

The students closest to them were also three rows away, and they were sitting a bit to the side, so no students noticed what was going on here.

The three of them remained motionless, as if petrified, their minds were blank.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. This is the modern age, free love, and the marriage contract made by parents is all nonsense."

Ye Feng really didn't want to get out of the singles, so he covered his heart with cement, and used his mind to suppress the emotions of men and women to the extreme.

He was compelled to do so.

People in this world don't have spiritual roots, and there is no powerful monk like him who transforms his body to produce spiritual roots. Everyone except him is destined to be mortal.

His parents, relatives and friends are getting old one after another. He can accept this. After all, he has been a god emperor for a long time, and this kind of thing has long been numb.

But the relationship between a man and a woman is different. In his last life, he had only one beauty from the beginning to the end. This time, the God Emperor can only have one wife. After all, she will leave him at the end of the day.

How could he get out of the countless years of being together.

Especially the sentence before her death:

"I'm sorry...I can't walk with you all the time...I'm sorry..."

Holding her hand by herself, what she thought at the last moment was guilt, not blaming the sky or others, but blaming herself, blaming her for not being able to accompany her.

So he sealed his heart, and he must not move this heart again, because he didn't want to experience such a thing again.

"No way, who made me such a feudal woman, if you have someone you like... I don't mind being small."

Zi Ling's words were astonishing, like a thunderbolt striking the three of them.

Why did Ye Feng meet this kind of girl who is beautiful, good-natured, obedient and obedient, and the most annoying person, this guy also has an attitude of ignoring her and avoiding her.

Why!

His grandma's!

Why don't they have such a marriage!

At this moment, the last game ended, and Wang Wenbo's voice sounded again.

"Han Yi of the system, Liang Tingman against the gold system!"

Hearing the words, Han Yi seemed to have found an outlet, and jumped over the steps to the competition stage in a few steps.

The murderous look was exposed, and his eyes were full of violence, and he looked at Liang Tingman, a student of the gold department who stood opposite him.

"Oh, I'm really afraid of you. I have no plans to go to the fire department. The weapon department is quite free and easy. I can invite you out to dinner later as compensation."

Ye Feng sighed helplessly, now Ziling scares him more than his old sister.

"good!"

Zi Ling's eyes lit up, his eyes were full of joy, and he wanted to hug Ye Feng's neck to stick it, but he was pushed away by his outstretched palm.

"Don't touch your hands, men and women can't kiss each other."

When Ye Feng said this in a flat tone, Zi Ling nodded a little disappointed.

Li Mubai and Wan Tianle finally couldn't help but gritted their teeth and said in unison: "Ye Feng! You really deserve to die!"

On the stage.

"Game start!"

After Wang Wenbo finished speaking, he shuddered all over. Why is Han Yi so murderous? He is indeed a violent man who came out of the battlefield.

"Secret method of body refining, tempering body with qi and blood!"

Han Yi roared in his heart, and his strength suddenly increased in an instant.

"Huh? It's not right, there are nine points that it's not right."

Dean Su Pengshan felt that something was wrong. Why did Han Yi seem to have been stimulated by something?

Seeing Han Yi rushing away, Liang Tingman quickly used magic, and the metal turned into liquid to wrap his body and solidify it.

Intermediate Metal Magic: Metal Armor

The metal armor of middle-level magic is comparable to middle-level defensive magic, and the defensive effect is leveraged.

Intermediate Magic: Metal Pear Blossom Needle!

Hundreds of iron needles as thin as ox hair roared solemnly and shot at Han Yi, and Han Yi also used metal armor.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The metal armor blocked all the steel needles.

Han Yi punched Liang Tingman in the chest with an uppercut.

boom!

With a loud noise, Liang Tingman was directly knocked into the air by powerful force.

The metal armor on his body disappeared, and the familiar metal iron plates appeared and quickly distributed in the air.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Because of the protection of the metal armor, Han Yi hit Liang Tingman with almost all his strength.

Knee, elbow, left uppercut, right uppercut, and finally a whip kick fell from the air and hit Liang Tingman's lower abdomen directly

Boom!

Liang Tingman hit the ground heavily and made a huge crater. Fortunately, he only suffered some flesh injuries with the metal armor, and it was not serious.

Just about to use magic, who knew that Han Yi was so fast that he didn't have the time and opportunity to use magic at all.

Bang bang bang!

Pressing on Liang Tingman's body, his fists kept hitting the metal armor like raindrops from a storm.

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped.

The fist hit the metal armor directly, and it was so fast, how hard is this fist.

The loud sound spread to every corner of the freshmen contest.

Everyone could not help but shudder when they heard it.

Liang Tingman wanted to condense the magic energy, but Han Yi's coercion and offensive were too pervasive and terrifying, which made him afraid that he would not be able to gather the magic energy at all.

"Ye Feng! Damn you!"

Han Yi shouted in his heart, and the speed of his hands suddenly increased to the extreme.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The metal armor on the chest has become extremely hot due to the high-speed impact.

"The strength of this physical body is already comparable to high-level, how can he get such a terrifying physical body for a middle-level three-star?!"

Su Pengshan really felt that he was the dean and super magician for nothing, and he didn't know the reason for the special situation of a freshman competition.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Liang Tingman rolled his eyes white, he couldn't hold on any longer and passed out directly.

"Han Yi wins this game!"

Han Yi blew a smoking fist, then disappeared and left.

The speed and power of punching like a machine gun just now made most of the students feel fear in their hearts.

This is not a mage at all, but a scourge!

"Next match, Li Mubai from the light department will face Ziling from the fire department!"

Wang Wenbo's voice sounded again, it was arranged by the dean, because the dean was a little curious about what kind of sparks would be produced when Li Mubai's copying magic collided with this genius of the whole department.

"A light student who can copy other people's magic is going to fight a fire-type flower who can use all magic. This match is a bit interesting."

"I would like to see how many attributes of magic this Li Mubai can copy."

"I can see the purple spirit beauty fighting again, hehehe..."

Everyone began to look forward to this game.

As a result, who knew that Wang Wenbo heard Li Mubai rushing to the competition stage at the speed of light as soon as Wang Wenbo finished speaking, and then said: "I abstain and admit defeat."

After speaking, it turned into a golden light and returned to the auditorium.