Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

A tingling sensation came, and the cold face frowned.

There was a slight click.

Dao Feng let go of his hand: "Okay, the infirmary didn't handle it well enough, leaving a little flaw."

Blade turned and walked to the stage.

"Thank you so much."

"Small things." Dao Feng turned his head and smiled slightly.

It can be said that looking back at Bai Meisheng and smiling, a group of people were dumbfounded.

Looking at the blood-stained martial arts field, the blade is a little helpless, the smell of blood is the most annoying thing!

Looking at Chi Lin, Leng Mian, Fan Jian, the big man with the inch head, the hedgehog head and others who were nervous and nervous under the stage, Dao Feng smiled.

"First of all, let me tell you a bad news, that is, no team can survive 1 minute under my hands."

Silence, the proud teenagers in the past really don't know how to describe their mood at the moment.

The person on the stage was even younger than them, but he defeated all of them with one sword and one soul skill...

With so many soul masters above the twentieth level, seven people form a group and fight on wheels, even if there is a soul king with full firepower, he will definitely lose!

But he...

"But everyone, don't be discouraged. The days will be long in the future, and there will always be a day that lasts for 1 minute."

Dao Feng comforted everyone.

As considerate as he is, he will naturally make a considerate little padded jacket at the right time...

But what surprised Daofeng was that the faces of the cuties below all turned black.

"There is also good news, that is, the next whole day will be a pleasant punishment time. Are you looking forward to it?"

"By the way, we still have to find a few teachers from the infirmary to come to the town. Is there any student who is willing to help the teacher?"

Although it is summer, it is as cold as winter in the martial arts field...

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Chapter 330 In short, you still have a lot of room for improvement

The martial arts arena was in chaos at the moment.

Roaring, blasting, shouting, wailing, cursing.

One after another.

And the blade is no longer off the field.

"Blade, this method is too radical." The master looked at another student who was carried off the stage and said in a deep voice.

"Are you aggressive?" Dao Feng whispered while looking at the field on the fence.

"Maybe it's a bit radical, but there's nothing you can do about it. After all, the students I teach can't teach a bunch of trash, right?"

"However, master, if you have a better way to train them to be able to fight against those noble children of the sect who are inherently strong, I listen to you."

The first sword!

After the words fell, the blade casually swung a sword towards the frenzied fighting arena.

"Go away!"

On the field, a strong male student punched another male student and sent him flying.

This bastard has no sense of proportion to kill him!If it wasn't for the sword glow that fell from the sky, the support of their team would have been seriously injured!

"Are you all right?" He helped the girl who fell to the ground.

"It's okay." The girl gently pushed him away, and looked gratefully at the figure that was not like a mortal on the high platform.

"Captain! Be careful!"

Hearing this, the strong young man immediately activated his third soul skill - Rock of Rock.

"boom!!"

The other boy who launched the powerful Vajra Claw with the intention of knocking out the distracted strong youth in one fell swoop retreated quickly after failing in one blow.

"Go down first!" The strong young man said to the assistant soul master after glancing coldly at the naughty boy.

"Ah."

The girl raised her hand and walked down the stage. Those who had tried to attack her ignored her.

Because this means that he has been rescued by the blade and eliminated directly.

war!war!war!

In order to have dinner tonight!

There were more than 100 students present, and only the last five teams had food!

The rest of the people not only have no food, but also have to write a [-]-word defeat sentiment...