Commanding Wind and Cloud

Luo Lin hid in a corner, clutching the purse at his waist tightly with his hands, feeling the eyes of a dozen or so customers all around him with angry eyes, secretly praying in his heart that he would show up quickly, if he didn't show up again, not only would he not be able to keep the little money he earned, but he would probably be beaten violently.

There was a rustling sound in the woods, and he walked vigorously through the weeds under the woods, raised his hand slightly and shook it at the height of his head: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a little late, I'm a little late."

"A little?" The sharp voice was harsh and high-pitched: "Qi Jin, you said you were just a little late? Do you know that wasting other people's time is wasting their life?"

Scratching his head vigorously, he walked into the middle of the open field in the woods. Without turning his head to the side, he knew that the speaker who was mixed with anger just now was the dean of academic affairs who had been displeased with him.

Energetic rolled his eyes: "I didn't invite you. You are the one who wants to waste your life. What does it matter to me?"

The onlookers were taken aback for a moment, but the two challengers were stunned, how dare they talk to the director of academic affairs like this? Didn't he know that if he didn't give face to the dean of academic affairs like this, he would be hated by the narrow-minded dean of academic affairs in the future?

As the only audience who had no surprises, Luo Lin looked at Qi Jin with a smile on his face. If his friend treats him well, he can treat others very well. If others treat him badly, he can treat them very badly. This man has always disliked Qi Jin.

"You..." The dean of academic affairs looked at Mo Jin viciously, this young man who blocked his nephew Kaisas from being ranked tenth in the first-year fighter department, always had a kind of irrepressible anger.

Luo Lin secretly looked at several senior students, and found that the expressions on their energetic faces seemed to say, 'Boy, you are so kind! ’ words.

You don't understand motivation! Luo Lin shook his head lightly. He still remembered the time when he got drunk and jumped onto the small rock in front of the school gate, looking up to the sky and roaring to the stars.

"One's life is all about being happy! Everything has to be considered before and after consideration, and one's hands and feet are timid. What's the point of living so aggrieved?"

Principal Fick picked his eyes that were almost hidden under his eyebrows, and stroked the white beard on his chin with a smile. His energy, which did not show any weakness in the face of the dean of academic affairs, had far surpassed Zelda and Fabucaras in terms of momentum before the fight. This was not a good sign for the two young students who ranked above energy.

"Okay! I'll see if you'll be defeated later, can you still be so crazy." The dean of academic affairs stepped aside resentfully, so as not to be motivated to say something like "Idlers, please step aside".

Zelda and Fabu Carras saw the dean retreated and took a step forward at the same time, and then looked at each other, arguing with their eyes about who should go first.

"Okay, stop arguing." Shaking his sore shoulders vigorously, he looked up at the moon climbing up the sky: "I'm a little tired today, and I want to go to bed early. To save time, you two might as well go up together."

...

Zelda and Fabu Carras were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed together: "Who do you think you are? Duck?"

Dark? Ranked No. 1 in the first grade of the Warrior Department and can fight! Jin Jin still remembered that even a person like himself who didn't care much about school gossip had heard about Dak's name and his battle for fame.

Rumor has it that it only took one battle for Darke to establish himself as the number one fighter in the first-year fighter department. In that battle, it was rumored that he had one against two, defeating the seventh-ranked Fabu Karas and the eighth-ranked Zuo Lun Tianren, becoming the real number one in the first-year fighter department that no one dared to challenge.

Several senior onlookers were also stunned. This drive easily defeated the eighth-ranked Zuo Lun Tianren yesterday, but this is the sixth and seventh two people in front of them, and group battles are completely different from one-on-one battles. Isn't this kid a bit too arrogant?

"Since you are motivated to go up together..." The smiling expression of the director of academic affairs made the two slit-like eyes almost become a line: "Then you go up together."

Zelda and Fabu Carras looked at each other, and they saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. This Dean of Academic Affairs is notoriously stingy. If he doesn't listen to him today, he will definitely suffer his revenge in the future. He is not afraid of other revenge, but he is afraid of playing tricks and playing tricks on the future rankings of the fighting spirit.

For fighters, the Spirit Fighting Formation is really important! Saying that it is about a soldier's life will not make people feel excessive or exaggerated.

The two walked out slowly. Judging from their expressions and figures, they were indeed stronger than Zuo Lun Tianren yesterday.

The Director of Academic Affairs looked at Zelda with admiration. This first-year warrior student ranked sixth. His father and grandfather were both warriors.

Even if it is one-on-one, the Dean of Academic Affairs has full confidence in Zelda, and he will definitely be able to beat the drive! What's more, today's energy is looking for a beating on its own, and it is Zelda and Fabu Carras who are together.

Motivation is eager to finish the game and enter the endless world as soon as possible. This time, he has to chat with the old blacksmith no matter what. He is also a little excited to see the two of them come out.

"start!"

The Director of Academic Affairs made an announcement, and Zelda suddenly rushed forward, like a ferocious beast, rushing forward, a full body faster than Fabu Carras.

With such a short distance, the distance of a body can be opened, and the crowd watching the battle let out a low sigh of admiration, and Zelda's right leg was raised high and swept across the vigorous head.

Immediately, he felt a strong wind sweeping his head, and his eardrums were pressed by the wind pressure, and he even felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that this sweeping kick was very vigorous, even if a wooden stake was hit, it would still vibrate violently.

"The kicking method is beautiful and practical, and the basics are really good." Motivation moved in his heart, facing the fierce and magnificent sweeping kick, he did not retreat but advanced, his right leg slightly bowed and his knee was pushed forward slightly, making a posture that was a bit strange in the eyes of many fighters, and it was not suitable for a powerful attack, and raised his left arm at the same time.

Principal Fick was taken aback for a moment, his vision suddenly felt a little blurred, and the vigor on the battlefield felt a bit like blacksmithing.

boom!

In the quiet grove, there was a clear and loud musculoskeletal collision sound when arms collided with legs and feet, and the five-level fighting strength erupted, instantly breaking Zelda's fourth-level fighting strength, and the arm also slid along his right leg, which had not fallen down, towards his head!

The moment his arm collided with his leg, Fabu Carras' men had already arrived, and before he could make a move, he saw Qian Jin's right arm raised high and smashed down.

In an instant, Qi Jin's left and right arms, like two hammers swung with full strength, were aimed at the foreheads of the two opponents respectively.

At the moment when the fighting spirit exploded, the two challengers and the people around watching the battle were startled at the same time, level five fighting spirit! Motivation turned out to be level five?

All this changed so quickly that the two challengers had no time to react, and crossed their arms above their heads to block the falling hammer.

Pupu...Sisi...

There was no sound of fists and arms colliding, and Zelda felt a cool wind blowing through his head. The arm fist that should have been blocked by the arm did not appear for a long time.

Fabcarras quietly rolled up his eyelids, and found that between the crossed arms and heads of himself and Zelda, there was an arm and a fist respectively, and a slightly tired and sleepy smiling face standing in front of them.

Didn't guard against it! Zelda looked at the fist resting on the center of his head, and felt a chill in his heart. If you were facing a life-and-death enemy, your head would have been blown out by now! As for myself, I didn't even notice that the opponent broke through the defense first.

hiss……

In the quiet grove, several senior fighter trainees let out a series of gasping sounds. The process and ending of this battle were really surprising! It turned out to be an instant kill!

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