This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

This guy was simply deliberately provoking her to make a move.

"Hmph, is Dong Xuanhui just that good at bullying people?"

Xu Qianqian stood up and said with a cold snort.

Wan Feng's eyes lit up: "Oh, what a cute little sister."

"Bah, ugly!"

Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes at this guy.

Wan Feng: "..."

On a horse!

Veins appeared on Wan Feng's forehead, and a string of flames flew away when he opened his hand.

Stab it!

The purple thunder light flickered, and the thunder spirit power forcefully counteracted Wan Feng's attack.

"Cute girls also bully you, you big trash."

Yan Kui stepped forward, exhaled air through his nostrils, and roared.

After seeing Yan Kui, several students of the Eastern Xuanhui changed their expressions slightly, and whispered a few words to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng walked forward slowly, approaching Yan Kui, looked up at the burly him, and said with a smile: "Big Hei, is it you who beat up our Dongxuan Society members a few days ago?"

"So what? It's just a bunch of weak chickens, and they want to bully others!"

Yan Kuiyi took advantage of his height and looked down at Wan Feng.

Three days ago, he did hit a jerk from Dong Xuan Hui.

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, thousands of fists surrounded by flames had already slammed into Yan Kui's abdomen.

The severe pain almost made him lose his combat power on the spot, and he bowed down.

"Damn it, sneak attack!"

Before Yan Kui could react, Wan Feng kicked him hard again.

Yan Kui couldn't bear it, and fell down directly.

"Yan Kui!"

"Big old black!"

The students in the special recruitment class showed anger in their eyes.

Wan Feng knelt down, grabbed Yan Kui's hair, lifted his head, and looked cruelly: "Aren't you crazy? Aren't you going to beat the members of Dongxuan Society? Go ahead and beat!"

"Trash, it's just you bullying bastards!"

Yan Kui spat blood from his mouth and said violently.

boom!

Wan Feng took Yan Kui's head and smashed it down.

Yan Kui's face was hit hard on the ground, and the nosebleeds flowed profusely.

The heavy critical blow made his head dizzy for a while.

On the floor tiles of the martial arts training ground, pits appeared.

Everyone looked at Wan Feng in disbelief, feeling terrified.

This lunatic is so ruthless!

"Continue to scold?"

Wan Feng stood up, just about to step on Yan Kui's head.

At this moment, cold spiritual power lingered, freezing on his arm.

The ice spirit power blocked his attack.

Suddenly, dark spiritual power struck, and in the black mist, a short knife slashed towards his throat.

"Humph!"

Flames emerged from the palm of Wan Feng's hand, he firmly grasped the short knife that came suddenly, and swung it hard.

Immediately, Liu Yu's thin body was thrown out.

At this time, the monkey's hands were astonishingly fast, and his figure rushed up like electricity, and his eyes were sharp and his hands dragged Yan Kui back who was about to faint.

"Is Big Blackie all right?"

"It looks okay, and I'm still angry."

"A horse-riding bastard, this Eastern Xuanhui bastard!"

The freshmen in the special recruiting class, their eyes became fierce one by one, and they stood up one after another.

"Heh, are you planning to rebel collectively in the special recruitment class?"

Wan Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and there was no doubt that there was a strong spiritual power.

The peak of Juling!

Although he is five years older than these freshmen, it is obviously not easy to achieve this level of strength.

The other members of the Dongxuan Society also looked over with a smile on their faces.

"Tsk tsk, these thorny freshmen have no respect for their elders! Why, do you want to do it too?"

"They are a special recruitment class. I heard that they are all geniuses!"

"Haha, genius, let him crawl back today!"

Bullying freshmen is an annual event, and the look of these freshmen being bullied with unwilling eyes is undoubtedly the most refreshing.

"Just now, didn't Senior Wan want to compete?"

Zhang Qi's eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "Since that's the case, then we will accompany you! The special recruitment class is assembled!"

Whoa!

Nearly forty students from the special recruitment class stood up and confronted the students from the Eastern Xuanhui.

The other students in the training ground didn't know what to do for a while.

On one side is the deep-rooted Dongxuanhui, and on the other side is the thorn-headed special recruiting class where geniuses gather.

Neither side seems to be a good stubble.

Call the tutor.

It was no longer a situation they could handle.

"All the freshmen who owe discipline, call me!"

Wan Feng's eyes were cold, and he waved his hand.

Members of the Eastern Xuanhui rushed up one after another, attacking the students in the special recruitment class.

Although the special recruitment classes are all strengths in the spirit gathering period.

But the guys in the Eastern Xuanhui are all veterans who have been around for four or five years, and they are obviously stronger.

There are quite a few spiritual masters in the middle stage of gathering spirits, and even in the late stage of gathering spirits!

The two sides fought against each other, and the scene was chaotic. In an instant, the students in the special recruitment class fell into a disadvantage.

Several of them had already been knocked to the ground, punched and kicked.

For someone as strong as Liu Yu, one person has to face the attack of three people.

Zhang Qi's body was surrounded by wood spiritual energy, and he punched Wan Feng with a terrifying momentum.

Wan Feng looked sarcastic, and raised his hand to firmly block it.

"In the middle stage of Juling, are all the new students so scary?"

Wan Feng looked at his bandaged arm, and his smile became more and more cruel: "You dare to provoke after being beaten like this, this time, let your arm be completely crippled!"

While speaking, Wan Feng stretched out his hand towards Zhang Qi's other arm, and the flames condensed into claws.

Zhang Qi's pupils constricted, and now he can only attack with one hand.

The strength has been greatly weakened, and it was impossible to dodge for a while.

Stab it!

Strands of red hair fell out.

Wan Feng was stunned, and touched the shaved hair, feeling confused for a while.

"If you fail, you are lucky."

Ye Tian held the Panlong Halberd in one hand, and said slowly.

Zhang Qi's eyes lit up, others didn't know, but he knew Ye Tian's strength.

Although in the early stage of gathering spirits... er, how did it become the middle stage of gathering spirits?

"Oh shit!"

Wan Feng's eyes were cold and extremely angry.

Letting go of Zhang Qi, red flames appeared in the palm of his hand, attacking Ye Tian.

when!

The long halberd and the red palms met each other, each taking a step back.

The blue and red flames collided, and they were evenly divided!

For a moment, the eyes of the people fighting on both sides became dignified.

The members of Dongxuanhui looked at Ye Tian in disbelief.

Who the hell is this guy!

You know, Wan Feng is the pinnacle of gathering spirits, and he is short of a spirit who has stepped into the Tiangang stage!He was actually suppressed by a kid in the middle stage of gathering spirits.

"interesting!"

Wan Feng's eyes became more and more ferocious, staring at Ye Tian like a wild beast.

Ye Tian looked as usual, holding the Panlong halberd, the azure blue flame seemed to cover the body of the halberd!

Although, the strength of the opponent is also outstanding in the peak of Juling.

But it didn't seem difficult for him to fight across levels.

Ye Tian is [-]% sure that he can defeat this guy.

After Ye Tian shot.

Many students in the training ground looked at him in disbelief.

It seems that he did not expect that a freshman could fight against the top five seniors of Dongxuan Academy!

Ye Tian once again felt the feeling of being watched by reverent eyes.

"Stop it!"

At this moment, a tall and handsome young man appeared at the door of the training ground.

Everyone shifted their gazes and looked over one after another.

"who are you?"

Wan Feng's eyes were piercing.

The kid in front of him was only in his early twenties, and looked a year or two younger than him.

Never noticed such a person before.

"My name is An Ning, the tutor of the special recruitment class."

An Yi stretched out his hand and flicked the bronze sign on his chest, which symbolized his status as a mentor, and smiled warmly: "By the way, my dear uncle is Mr. Tao Ye, the dean of Dongxuan College!"