The appearance is an S-level awakened person

Frequently making jokes on your friends will only make them start to dislike you and stay away from you.

Over time, under the trouble of negative emotions, the friendship between the two will gradually move towards the end, until it breaks into pieces of broken fragments.

There is no possibility of healing.

Mo Li knows this better than anyone else, and that is why he knows what to do in what occasion.

If Bai Jiu was making faces at him in the villa, and Xu Ling and Su Qi were not around, the other party would definitely not be able to escape from the tickling.

Other places where no one is around are also fine.

Like the place where he is now, hundreds of people are standing behind him. If he does not deliberately hide his every move, he will not escape their eyes at all.

The subtle movements of the fingers are okay if they are done once or twice, and others will not pay too much attention. Once the frequency of the swing increases, it is inevitable that someone with a mind will notice something wrong.

A hint only needs a little bit, just like words, you don't need to say too much, people who understand will understand naturally.

Mo Li's little action was not discovered by anyone, one is because he hid it very well, and the other is that a certain white-haired girl helped him attract the attention of others.

"Fuck, classmate Bai Jiu made a face at me, is he interested in me, am I going to have a love affair soon."

"No, brother, you can lie to me, brother, I don't care, it doesn't matter, but don't lie to yourself, look at your face like a dog, it's too cheap."

"Brother, wake up, classmate Bai Jiu is looking at classmate Mo Li, why are you so happy."

"We should have some self-knowledge, brother, do you think you are better than classmate Mo Li? In terms of strength, she can beat you with one hand, and in terms of appearance, she is the top star even in nightclubs, what can you compare with."

The more narcissistic male student heard his classmate's "instructions" to him, his face faded like turning a book, and he felt a little depressed.

Mo Li, who was in front of the crowd, frowned slightly, with a gloomy face. He wanted to slap the person who said that he could be the top star in a nightclub, so that he could understand what it meant to eat whatever you want but not say whatever you want, and teach him the meaning of "disaster comes from the mouth".

Working in a nightclub, being the top star and being kept by a woman, he would never do such a thing in his life. Even if he was put in a group of monsters and asked this question, he would refuse sternly without blinking an eye.

If he didn't agree, he would be eaten by the monsters. Mo Li decided...

He who knows the current situation is a hero. If you can endure for a while, the wind will be calm. If you take a step back, the sky will be wide open. If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. As long as you are alive, there is still hope.

If you are alive, you will have the opportunity to slip away sooner or later, but if you die, you will really die.

Mo Li would not be willing to die for such a meaningless thing for no reason even if he entered the underworld.

Bai Jiu saw that Mo Li stopped teasing her, but the shyness in her heart had not yet dissipated. She did not dare to look at him, and turned her head to watch the fight on the stage again.

On the stage, Li Yan's blood-stained body gradually emerged from the ice mist. His clothes were torn so that the large muscles inside could be seen. The blood slowly flowed down the muscles and the broken corners of his clothes and dripped onto the ground.

The muscle lines were clear and angular, with a unique male beauty.

A bunch of girls who had slandered Li Yan not long ago saw this scene, and they immediately blinked their starry eyes, flashing with strange spirits, swallowing saliva in their throats and necks, looking like female gangsters.

Li Yan's body was well-trained, and he was also a forward-leaning existence among men. The male hormones emanating from his body were the most powerful killer for 18-year-old girls.

"You are not defeated even now, you are really strong."

Wei Ming saw that his full-strength attack did not knock the opponent unconscious, and he was shocked and scared, and spoke forcefully.

Li Yan did not reply, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Wei Ming fiercely, turned his palm from inside to outside, and two flames burned in his palm.

With his toes touching the ground, his body shot out like a flash of lightning, and in almost the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Wei Ming.

The fire fist and the ice palm collided with each other, and the two energies were vented in all directions at the point of contact.

Li Yan mobilized the source energy in his body with all his strength, and the fire element surrounded his two arms and attached to them. His eyes condensed, and the flames crawled all over his two arms like interweaving.

Boom!

The flames completely surrounded Li Yan's hands, and he looked at the other party's palms covered with ice and grabbed them quickly.

In Wei Ming's surprised eyes, Li Yan grabbed his hand and pulled it hard, leaning towards him. When he was about to get close, he bent his elbow and pushed it upwards.

Bang!

Wei Ming was hit by Li Yan's elbow in the abdomen, and instantly lost his fighting power. He lay weakly on the ground, his body bent into the shape of a shrimp, and his mouthBa kept coughing up blood.

Li Yan stared at him coldly, without stopping his hand movements, and chopped Wei Ming's head with a flaming palm blade.

His brain was filled with anger, and he completely forgot that the two were just sparring and could not kill.

The students in the audience looked panicked. They were too far away, and even if they used their supernatural powers, they would not be able to do anything. Seeing Wei Ming about to be beheaded, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Suddenly, a change occurred, and a pair of white jade palms easily grabbed Li Yan's wrists that had not fallen, and the flames seemed unable to cause any harm to the opponent.

"You have already won, Li Yan, this is a sparring, not killing, wake up!" Mu Yue said coldly.

After seeing Wei Ming lose his combat ability, she was ready to declare Li Yan the winner.

As a result, Li Yan wanted to continue to attack, and he was going for the fatal point. If he was left alone, Wei Ming would definitely die today.

Mu Yue was so scared that she quickly jumped onto the stage, as fast as a thunderbolt, and arrived in an instant. Fortunately, Li Yan's strength was weak, and his attack speed was not fast enough, so she could catch up.

When Li Yan heard this very familiar voice, the madness in his pupils slowly faded, and his eyes became clear again.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Mu Yue, I was blinded by anger just now, and I forgot that this was a competition. I'm really sorry."

Seeing that it was Teacher Mu Yue who stopped him, Li Yan panicked all of a sudden. For some reason, after experiencing the incident not long ago, his perception of Mu Yue changed directly, and he didn't want to cause trouble to the other party.

He was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Mu Yue.

His palms tightly grasped the corners of the incomplete sleeves of his shirt, and he lowered his head, like a child being scolded by his parents, looking pitiful.

Mu Yue thought that Li Yan would still talk about nonsense like he did in the morning, but she didn't expect that this time he surprisingly didn't say any nonsense and his attitude of admitting his mistake was so correct, as if he had become a different person.