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After his mentor showed his power, Jiang Haoding, Nangong Yu and the others finally raised their heads and showed pride again.

As the children of the aristocratic family, how could they not know that there is a huge difference between the True Origin Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Even if half a foot stepped into the True Origin Realm, it was not something that the Foundation Establishment Realm could compete with.

"Fuck, what's the matter with this phantom, it seems that the old miscellaneous hair is very fierce."

Jiang Mingyang twisted his neck with difficulty, as if he wanted to counteract the sharpness, but the sharpness followed him everywhere.

Lin Xiling's big eyes were flapping, and while watching the competition and eating dessert, he muttered: "If he can vaguely manifest the weapon spirit, it means that he is not far from the breakthrough."

"How far is it? Is Miss Sister in danger?"

Jiang Mingyang twisted his neck, faintly worried about Tu Meimei.

"I don't know, I'm not a warrior yet."

Lin Xiling muttered and complained, Jiang Mingyang rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: "Master, you are not a warrior, you are even more terrifying than a warrior."

While several people were whispering, there was another change in the arena.

After the cyan mantis materialized, along with the cyan sickle slashing, it also waved its sharp claws at Tu Meimei, and brought out terrifying wind blades.

With one attack, Chai Zhengqing can strike three times at the same time, and the attack ranges are completely different.

"It's still too late to admit defeat. I'm on the verge of breaking through, and I can't control my strength."

Chai Zhengqing's face was ferocious, and his attack speed increased sharply.

What he said was profound and righteous, but the attack speed was incomparable. These words were more like laying the groundwork for killing people.

"Hurry up if you want to fight, I still have meat stewing in the pot, I don't have time to jump around with you."

Tu Meimei snorted coldly, ignoring the terrifying wind blade, and the green scythe, which was as fast as lightning, rushed towards the blade light like a cannonball.

"Miss, don't!"

Jiang Mingyang was heartbroken and exclaimed, but found that Duan Qing, Zhan Hong and other mentors all looked at him like a fool, with gloating smiles hanging from the corners of their mouths.

Jiang Mingyang murmured and kept his voice down, lights and shadows intertwined on the ring, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly.

During Tu Meimei's charge, the pitch-black kitchen knife erupted with soul-eating black light, covering her whole body with a layer of pitch-black armor.

The cyan sickle and wind blade cut on the armor, bursting out bright sparks, and the wind blade was broken inch by inch, unable to break even the armor's defense.

"Psychic weapons are armored! How is this possible? You are clearly not in the Realm Realm, so how can you be armored!"

Chai Zhengqing was taken aback, his confident blow failed, and it was too late to change his move.

Tu Meimei's shorthand was extremely fast, and she didn't give Chai Zhengqing a chance at all. The kitchen knife in her hand burst into black light, and the blade's edge jumped ten meters in an instant.

With unparalleled coercion and extremely terrifying power, he slashed at Chai Zhengqing head-on.

"I'm sorry, the 40-meter sword is a bit exaggerated, but this knife is at least ten meters, if it is cut on the body..."

Jiang Mingyang opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and let out everyone's thoughts.

With despair on his face, Chai Zhengqing raised his green scythe in vain to block, bang...

The black and cyan collided, bringing up a wave of air and billowing smoke and dust, and then the shock wave spread to disperse it in one fell swoop.

On the ring, the cyan sickle disappeared, and Chai Zhengqing, in torn clothes, staggered and fled across the ring.

Carrying a kitchen knife, Tu Meimei chased Chai Zhengqing and slashed at it one by one with the black and thick back of the knife.

Chai Zhengqing squealed and screamed, and Tu Meimei chased after her, as if a fat cook had sharpened her knife and was about to kill pigs and sheep for cooking.

"Miss, this sheep is too thin to entertain guests."

After seeing the scene on the ring clearly, Jiang Mingyang jumped out to ridicule again, and the teachers and students in the school roared with laughter.

The corners of Chai Zhengqing's mouth twitched in anger, and Jiang Tianyuan was also full of anger, while slandering Chai Zhengqing's trash, he was surprised at the horror of the fat cook.

She is able to armor psychic weapons before stepping into the True Origin Realm. Her talent and talent are by no means weaker than Duan Qing, but why have I never heard of her.

Jiang Tianyuan couldn't figure it out, and Chai Zhengqing was powerless to change, so he could only admit defeat sadly.

"I surrender."

Chai Zhengqing roared out in grief and anger, and all his dignity was shattered at that moment, no matter how humiliated he was, he would grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

But what he didn't expect was that Duan Qing would be merciless when stepping on others.

Turning a deaf ear to Chai Zhengqing's surrender, instead he respectfully asked Tu Meimei: "Sister, are you still fighting?"

"Fuck, there's meat stewing in the pot, how can I have time to play around with you."

Tu Meimei snorted angrily, took a kitchen knife more than one meter long and used it as a fly swatter, and slapped Chai Zhengqing out of the ring casually.

Tu Meimei didn't even look at Chai Zhengqing, turned around to face Jiang Mingyang who was under the ring, and waved a big kitchen knife, "Boy, if you lose, I'll beat you to death!"

Jiang Mingyang was stunned for a while, thinking of the scene of the black as ink but extremely heavy kitchen knife being slapped on his body, Ji Lingling woke up.

"Well, promise to complete the task!"

With Jiang Mingyang's assurance, Tu Meimei left contentedly, and never looked at Chai Zhengqing from the beginning to the end, nor did she care about the upcoming competition.

It seems that in her eyes, the meat stewed in the pot is more important than everyone present.

"Elder Sister's demeanor remains the same as before."

Looking at Tu Meimei's chubby figure, Li Yichen exuded memories, and Zhan Hong also said in a low voice, "Oh, it's hard to make things happen."

"What nonsense, who taught Duanmucheng, if he loses, I will ask my senior sister to stew who."

Duan Qing questioned domineeringly, Li Yichen was shocked, turned to look at Duanmu Cheng, and said bitterly: "You see the situation clearly.

The lawless eldest sister is back, you and us are miserable, you can decide whether to win or lose. "

The corner of Duanmucheng's mouth twitched, and he even suspected that he might not be his own, or that he had fallen out of favor because of doing something wrong, so he was sent to Dongsheng.

"Teacher, don't worry, the students will win."

Duanmucheng finally understood that no matter whether he can win or not, he must answer with confidence.

Duan Qing is gathering momentum, building up an invincible momentum for the entire East Saint Martial Arts University.

If he dares to do bad things, he will definitely not have good fruit to eat, and his father might be miserable too.

When Duanmucheng was a child, he heard from his mother that his father was violently beaten by a vixen when he was young, maybe this is the one in front of him.

Duanmucheng jumped onto the ring in a nervous mood, but after jumping onto the ring, seeing the earnest eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, he could faintly feel a sense of aura.

That feeling is inexplicable, it seems that it can not only make people's blood boil, but also make people gain the power of belief in victory.

That fanatical self-confidence and fanatical desire to survive unconsciously infected everyone in Dongsheng.

The whole world is an enemy, and the spirit of being the only one who respects me makes people's blood boil with pride!

"Duanmucheng, you and I are the pride of the family, I wanted to compete with you in the college entrance examination.

I didn't expect you to be a coward and let Patriarch Duanmu use a black letter to enroll in school.

It’s fine to use a black letter, but you still choose this second-rate school, have you been kicked by a donkey? "

Nangong's feathers fluttered, as if a banished fairy was walking through the air, and all the teachers and students looked dignified.

Stepping into the air is exclusive to the Qi refining state, and one can step into the air in the body refining state. This Nangong Yu's strength should not be underestimated.

"Student Nangong Yu, today, in this situation, in front of Principal Duan, you say such things.

Did you eat badly last night and your brain go away? "