Some people will faint when faced with great pressure, some people will remain silent when faced with great pressure, some people will collapse and shout when faced with great pressure, and some people will cry in front of others.
When under great pressure, I like to ramble on and off, and use distraction to reduce my own pressure.
For example, in the current pavilion, facing the club bosses from Alpha Academy, Li Meng used the last method.
"Well, you are that guy named Lano from the Alpha Academy." The little witch puffed up her face and stroked the little white cat in her arms thoughtfully: "I was caught so late at night, how can I still do it?
Dare to threaten us...that's what bad guys are like!"
The little white cat swung its tail with a look of helplessness. Fortunately, Li Meng did not faint today, but it seemed that the others were too nervous. Perhaps aware of this, Zheng Qing quickly glanced at the little witch and sighed,
Interface:
"Things in this world are not that simple... Only children can distinguish between good and bad, while adults only look at the pros and cons."
"Hey, it's rare that you can see so clearly." Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little surprised.
Zheng Qing felt that his old face was a little red.
"Well, this sentence was not said by me. It was said by Dickens, Lu Shuren, or some other great writer." Although the young public-funded student did not mind others praising him, he did mind others treating him as someone else, so he immediately clarified
Said: "I just changed it slightly and then borrowed it."
Although he and Xiao Xiao were talking witty words, their eyes did not relax at all.
At the same time, Zhang Jixin put his hands behind his back and made a few gestures. The hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team quietly changed their formations. The elder and the fat man had their horns on the left and right, Zheng Qing in the middle, Xiao Xiao behind them, and the Blue Bird hiding.
In the dark, Lin Guo dragged Li Meng and Su Ya and hid in the center of the formation.
The remaining two small animals jumped onto Zheng Qing's shoulders in unison.
The little white cat is on the left and Poseidon is on the right.
Two tails, one on the left and one on the right, were hooked around the neck of the young public-funded student, unexpectedly giving people a very warm feeling. Even so, Zheng Qing could still feel the faint trembling from Poseidon's big tail.
Mike King Soprano was leisurely watching the first-year students opposite him changing their hunting team formations, watching them take out their law books and taking out stacks of talisman papers, and watching the blue sparrow disappear into the darkness holding its sword.
In the middle, he watched Zhang Jixin put on his boxing gloves, Zheng Qing raised his talisman spear, watched Xiao Xiao take out the turtle shell, and watched Fatty Xin's round face gradually turn blue under the dim lamplight, and his body slowly grew bigger.
"Faith is a terrible thing. It always gives the weak a wrong feeling... It makes them feel that they can defeat fate. In fact, that son of a bitch, fate, likes to play with people's hearts like this."
Seprano spoke slowly and made some unfounded sighs.
That's it, Zheng Qing complained secretly in his heart - he found that whether it was Soprano, Victor Don Corleone, or Raymond Reddington, etc., these society bosses always liked to be in front of others.
Especially talking about philosophy in front of strangers.
It seems that this can improve their level, from the level of gangsters who fight and kill, to the level of thoughtful and cultured big brothers.
But Zheng Qing feels that the main reason why these big guys tell stories and talk about philosophy is because they have no other more interesting life skills except fighting and killing, so they can only talk about similar empty topics.
Two specious truths can show that they are very cultured.
In terms of Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, this is their need to pursue self-actualization after satisfying their esteem needs.
Naturally, Seprano didn't know what Zheng Qing was saying in his heart, so he continued to talk nonsense slowly.
"...This is not a wise move." Serprano narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes: "Or do you think a crappy freshman hunting team can hinder me?
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"scare!!"
The little white cat squatting on his left shoulder growled fiercely at Serprano.
This low roar interrupted the nonsense of the club boss, broke the oppressive atmosphere in the room, made the little fox on Zheng Qing's left shoulder prick up his ears, and made Zheng Qing, who had always been gloomy, burst out laughing.
"Not even as good as a cat!" The young public-funded student raised the talisman gun in his hand, and without saying a word, he pulled the trigger. The roaring talisman bullet with a light cyan trace went straight towards Serprano, and together
What also hit him was Zheng Qing's long-suppressed roar: "Do it!"
The light green talisman crashed into Serprano's arms, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a large vine, which spread out in all directions, like a ferocious gurgling mouth that swallowed the fat wizard in one gulp.
"Recipe, Shining!"
Seprano's low spell sounded in the vines, and a flash of orange sparks bloomed. At the same time, his short, fat and strong body broke away from the vines like a slippery fish and appeared in front of you.
The diagonal rear of the criminal hunting team.
"Eight o'clock! Double 'my horse', release!"
Zheng Qing shouted sternly without looking back.
What responded to him was Xiao Xiao and Lin Guo's incantations in unison: "I'm Ma Xuanhuang!" "I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"
Two earth-yellow spells passed by Zheng Qing's side, blowing up the corners of his robe, and pounced on Seprano's footing like a hungry tiger.
Seprano held a magic book on his left and right, and responded with two spells, one to break the Xuanhuang Curse and keep his vision clear; the other to block the Jade Curse and stabilize his own condition:
"There are four directions in danger, but everything is clear!"
"If you don't shake, you won't move, if you don't do anything (nǎn), you won't be angry!"
Seeing that Seprano's hands were occupied by Dharma books, before Zheng Qing could speak, Zhang Jixin, who had already prepared himself, shouted one word: "Up!"
Then they and Fatty Xin rushed to Soprano with their fists waving.
Everyone in the Exoneration Hunting Team knew that in terms of the number and strength of the spells they had mastered, even the freshmen among them could not compare to the senior Serprano even if they fought tooth and nail.
The only glimmer of hope is to use one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses - such as Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin's fists, Lan Que's sword, and Zheng Qing's talisman - before Serprano can open up the formation and release a higher intensity attack.
Spell, defeat it at close range.
Admittedly, this tactic is not necessarily much better than a group fight, but for the current first-year students, it seems to be the only hope of victory.
Serprano deserves to be a senior public student and the founder of the Xiangqi Hunting Team. Facing the successive attacks from the Exoneration Hunting Team, Seprano did not panic at all.
Escaped from the siege of a wizard.
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This chapter has been completed!