Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

"Wang Xuan, just admit defeat, you are already surrounded by us!"

"That's right, even if you are a silver-level spiritual warrior, we still have one here, and you are already exhausted, why are you still struggling to support yourself here!"

"What nonsense do you talk to him? Forty versus one, we have the advantage!"

The freshmen next to him were yelling, hoping that Wang Xuan would take the initiative to surrender and admit defeat. In this case, they would be able to deal with this biggest trouble with less effort!

Wang Xuan looked at them with firm eyes at this time, and laughed loudly: "You all got my test scores, and you want me to admit defeat unless you beat me down!"

He kicked away a spirit warrior who came for a sneak attack and said loudly: "Did you grow up eating shit? You don't have any strength at all, and it's not enough for me to scratch your itch!"

"Chu Feng, where are your uncle's people? I'm going to use my trump card soon. You're such a rip-off!" At the same time, Wang Xuan was still scolding Chu Feng in a low voice, feeling sad in his heart!

"Extremely arrogant, boy!"

"Do you really think we can't take you down?"

Many people in the crowd shouted angrily.

Chu Feng sat next to him, took out a potato chip and started eating it. He also found a fat house happy water and drank it while watching the battle at this time!

"Yes, brothers, come on and beat the shit out of him!" Chu Feng hadn't finished finishing the potato chips in his mouth, and all kinds of potato chip dregs were flying around, and he took another sip of Coke.

"Hiccup~~"

"Yes, Wang Xuan dares to be so arrogant. Brothers, we must make him pay the price!"

At this time, everyone stared at the figure on the roof with big eyes and small eyes, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

No big brother, where did you get so many scenes? Don’t force yourself to have more scenes, okay?

You look stupid like this.

When Wang Xuan looked at Chu Feng, he felt both tears welling up in his eyes and an urge to scold his mother.

I'm in the same camp as you. What a beast you just said!

"Rage value from Wang Xuan +666"

"Chu Feng, screw you, who are you from?" Wang Xuan took a deep breath and shouted.

"Marry my uncle?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and said while eating potato chips: "I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Wang Xuan: "..."

Chu Feng stood up, took a sip of the potato chip crumbs on his fingers, stretched, and yelled: "You losers have been surrounded by me and Wang Xuan!"

The voice just fell.

Chu Feng's legs slightly bent, and with a flying kick, the man holding the wooden stick next to him was kicked dozens of meters away. Then he stood behind Wang Xuan and protected Wang Xuan in front of him.

"Wang Xuan, leave your behind to me, and leave those in front to you!" Chu Feng said righteously.

Wang Xuan: "Thank you so much to your whole family. Do you want to take a look at the rookies behind me?"

"Hehe, those who are capable work hard! And my level is very low."

"..."

The freshman who had just been kicked tens of meters away by Chu Feng struggled to get up, spitting out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Now he was so angry that he just wanted to vomit blood.

What is this all about.

Why the hell did you kick me when you jumped off the roof?

Doesn't it look like you are handsome?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stabilized his body, Chu Feng punched him in the face again. Several of his front teeth flew out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, drawing a perfect parabola in the air.

"Since you want to fight, then fight!"

Wang Xuan held the handle of the knife with both hands, his fighting spirit rising in his body, his eyes flashing with fire, and he roared.

His roar echoed throughout heaven and earth.

a time.

Wang Xuan was in front holding a knife to open up the situation, while Chu Feng was behind him, firmly protecting him in front of him, as if he shared the same hatred.

In just tens of seconds.

The encirclement of nearly fifty people was broken up by Chu Feng and Wang Xuan.

Those who fell on the ground were twitching slightly at this time. Some people had large bruises on their faces, and some had a deep red knife mark on their faces, which could be described as quite ferocious.

What's more, he was almost kicked to the core by Chu Feng. He was foaming at the mouth on the ground, as if... he was already worse off than dead.

That's called one being vicious and the other ruthless!

In order to save their lives, many spiritual warriors retreated one after another, not daring to step forward to stop them.

......

One of the people, whose face was covered with bruises, hurriedly ran to the training ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, and lost two teeth.

"Yunjing, why are you still sitting here? Wang Xuan and Chu Feng are going to kill us soon!"

The young man with a bruised face said hurriedly.

The young man named Yun Jing nodded slightly, opened his starry eyes and looked at him lightly, then continued to close his eyes without saying anything else.

He closed his eyes and said calmly: "You go and fight. You don't need to call me."

"Why, if we are all dealt with, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the attack of these two people."

"No, Yunjing, don't you want to win at all? Or is it because of your personality that you have no desires or desires?"

"..."

The man with the bruised face said a lot, but Yunjing still sat there quietly, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

Seeing this, the freshman couldn't persuade the young man to take action. He simply sighed softly and walked away with a look of hatred.

After the young man walked away, Yunjing silently picked up the sword in his hand and pulled the sword out of its scabbard.

The shiny sword reflected Yun Jing's handsome face and faint eyes.

"Master, I really want to go home. There are strangers here. I'm so scared!"

"I don't even dare to communicate with them..."

Suddenly, Yun Jing's face showed bitterness, and his eyes became filled with tears.

He looked like a doormat who was kicked off the mountain by his master. When he came here, he didn't know how to communicate with Ren, so he always looked aloof and indifferent.

In fact, this was exactly what his master slapped him down and asked him to go down the mountain and join the Yanhuang practice.

At this time, Qi Chong came over with his hands behind his back and sat next to him.

"Qi, hello, instructor Qi!" Yunjing quickly put the long sword back into the scabbard and said.

"It's okay, you can sit here, but I want you to go meet the guy with the urea bag for a while." Qi Chong said with a smile.

Yunjing pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Do you know why your master blasted you down Longhu Mountain?"

"I don't know!"

"You have always been pursuing rebirth, but if you don't join the world and experience the world of mortals, how can you possibly achieve rebirth?"

"This is what your master asked me to teach you. Learn more about the world. There is no need to think about returning to Longhu Mountain."

After saying this, Qi Chong slowly walked back to the monitoring station room.

At this time, after Yunjing stood there for a long time, he suddenly stood up and walked forward with the long sword in his hand...