Zhu Tian Started To Sign In From Hokage

"What are you looking at? Are you two stupid? Hurry up and stay away from this young master!" Xiao Chenyu squinted, his eyes full of disdain and mockery.

Heard this.

Hua Wenhuawu shook his head decisively and said: "No, no, we are not stupid, we are inferior, and inferior is a completely different concept from stupid, don't you even understand this simple truth?"

"..." Xiao Dashao.

Xiao Dashao almost suffered an internal injury.

But what they said seems to be correct.

Idiots and fools do not seem to be the same thing?

But.

Why should this young master consider the difference here?

"My Nima! Are you two low-energy guys talking cross talk in front of our boss Xiao? Hurry down and call your brother! This is the rule, don't you understand?"

A tall boy next to Xiao Da Shao stepped forward and put his hands on the collars of Hua Wen and Hua Wu, with a hideous expression.

See this scene.

The faces of the students who enrolled a few days ago showed fear.

obviously.

They have been dominated by such school violence.

"Let go! Let go! Otherwise I'll bite you!"

"We have already worshipped the eldest brother. It is absolutely impossible for us to betray the eldest brother!"

to be honest.

Ye Feng was not very interested in this farce at first.

But the bones of the two brothers surprised Ye Feng.

"Dammit! In our Notting Soul Master Academy, only our boss Xiao is the boss! Which green onion do you two worship? Does he want to be the boss? Is he alright?"

The boy's voice just fell.

He suddenly felt a huge pain on his left cheek, and then a red slipper mark was left on his face.

"Who is it! Who did it!"

The tall young man covered his face and shouted hoarsely.

"I did it, are you not convinced?" Ye Feng got up from the bed and walked in front of them with slippers.

"Haha, be afraid, this is our boss, Boss Ye, who has discovered our long-hidden identity as an inferior from our handsome appearance!"

Xiao Chenyu: "..."

"Dammit, dressed in such a poor style, isn't this special code for a work-study student? Why did a work-study student come here? And you dare to beat me? I think you are looking for death!"

The tall boy who was thrown by the night wind and threw his slippers gritted his teeth and looked at the night wind.

His face was full of suffocation.

"Liu Long, since he dared to attack you, you can give him lessons."

Xiao Dashao smiled faintly.

If it is reasonable, they may not be good at it.

But when it comes to fighting.

They have never been afraid of anyone in this Notting Soul Master Academy.

"Okay Boss Xiao, if I can't beat this kid on the bed for a few days today, I won't be surnamed Liu!"

There was a hint of arrogance on Liu Long's face, and at the same time a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a stick more than two meters long appeared in his hand instantly.

Subsequently.

Liu Long let out a loud shout, took a step ahead, and the long stick in his hand instantly smashed towards Ye Feng's head.

"Strike Huashan!"

have to say.

This boy named Liu Long made his shots quite harsh.

The yellow wooden stick is Liu Long's martial spirit.

A stick like this is much heavier than a normal wooden stick.

Naturally, lethality is also different.

If an ordinary six-year-old child is hit by such a wooden stick martial arts spirit, it will inevitably need to lie on the bed for a few days to recover from the injury.

But Yefeng is no ordinary six-year-old kid.

I saw a sharp light looming in his eyes.

Ye Feng's right hand suddenly protruded, and before Liu Long's stick fell, he directly grabbed Liu Long's martial spirit.

"???"

Liu Long held sticks in both hands, his expression was slightly startled.

His stick is a full blow.

Not to mention ordinary students wanting to catch it accurately.

Even if he grabbed his wooden stick, his palm could not withstand such force.

However.

After Ye Feng grabbed Liu Long's stick.

Liu Long unexpectedly felt a stick being clamped by pliers.

Can't move at all!

"Huh! No wonder you dare to be so arrogant! It turns out that your skill is not weak! But! When did you have the illusion that I am just an ordinary wooden stick?"

Liu Long curled his lips, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Remember, my stick is Wuhun!"

The voice fell.

A burst of yellow light loomed in Ye Feng's palm.

Immediately afterwards.

The part of the stick caught by the night wind suddenly disappeared.

The stick in Liu Long's hand was pumped and sent, and his freedom was restored again, avoiding Ye Feng's palm directly, and pointing towards Ye Feng's chest.

This type of attack is very sudden.

Most of Liulong's opponents didn't know how to deal with this sudden change.

Liu Long believed.

His opponent this time will definitely be spotted by his magical club just like other opponents.

But just when Liu Long thought the game had been stabilized.

Ye Feng's left foot suddenly lifted, like a bolt of lightning, directly kicking Liu Long's stomach.

With a bang.

Liu Long was kicked out by Ye Feng.

The severe pain spread upward along the lower abdomen.

Liu Long half-kneeled on the ground, arched his waist, his expression was very painful, his face was like a pig's liver that had been put on for a long time, and his face was green.

"Didn't you just say that you won't be named Liu if you lose? I think it would be more appropriate to change your name." Ye Feng looked at Liu Long who fell on the ground, with a wicked smile in his eyes. Yes, I think you keep spitting bubbles in your mouth now, and you will be called a bubble shooter in the future."

"Bubble Dragon, hahaha, the name Boss is really good!" Hua Wen Huawu echoed in a choreography beside him.

"You guys quickly take Liu Long to the infirmary! Don't make any questions!"

See Liulong defeated.

Xiao Dashao's eyes gradually became serious.

To know.

Although Liu Long had not yet absorbed the spirit ring, his strength was not weak.

If Liu Long's spirit power reaches the tenth level and absorbs the spirit ring, Xiao Da Shao feels that even with his current strength, he may not be able to steadily defeat Liu Long.

However.

A master like his was actually given a second by an unknown person?

What's happening here?

"Boss Xiao, what should I do? This kid seems to have something that may be difficult to deal with." The subordinate standing behind Xiao Dashao said.

"This kid is not weak, and I don't know what martial spirit it is." Xiao Chenyu touched his chin, and said to another senior classmate next to him: "Ling Feng, you are agile, go with him. Have a trick!"

"OK!"

The student named Ling Feng didn't look at his thin body, but after his voice fell, his body suddenly jumped up, and he rolled over in the air flexibly, spreading his limbs together, falling from the sky like a bird of prey, and leaped towards the direction of the night wind.

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