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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-fifth Blade, your boy's love is on the stage.

I learned that the one who was fighting against Barack College today, and Barack College did not abstain.

The great Dean Flander specifically instructed Tang San and others to deal with them!

This "fearing and vicious" expression is exactly the same as when he learned about the battle against Tiandou Royal Academy, he came to issue instructions and mobilized Tang San and others.

It was only after Zao Wuji's explanation that Blade and everyone learned that Shrek and Barack had such a bloody story.

The Blade felt that the Barak Kingdom was quite brave.

The most advanced soul master in China is only an eighty-first-level old man. He actually wanted to take Flander, Lao Zhao, Sanji, Lao Li, Lao Lu and other large number of soul emperors and soul saints as thugs with a few stinky money.

As for what Zhao Wuji said about the effectiveness of the talents trained by the academy, Blade does not believe it.

That's what Blade thinks. In his opinion, teachers such as Flander, Lao Zhao are the most valuable resources in Shrek Academy.

Barack’s purpose was definitely not “the loyalty of Shrek Academy students” with few students at that time!

Blade Feng smiled and shook his head, saying in his heart: "I want to use only money to control Shrek Academy and control Flander, Lao Zhao and others? It's so naive and funny."

To put it bluntly, if Flanders and others give up the moral integrity they stick to and break their own bottom line.

There are so many rich people in the world. Flander and others put on night clothes and went out for a walk in the middle of the night. How much does it cost to have ordinary things like Golden Soul Coins!

How difficult would it be to just empty the treasury of the Barak Kingdom with the power of Shrek Academy?

The blade suddenly fell silent.

How could such a pure and flawless person have these dark thoughts?

Hahaha, he just likes to think randomly.

"Don't worry, Dean, I, Ma Hongjun, will definitely beat them as fat as me!" Ma Hongjun stood up and patted his chest and said heroically.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Blade Feng smiled and shook his head: Xiaopang has learned to joke!

Flander looked at Ma Hongjun with relief, worthy of being his good apprentice!

Xiao Wu laughed: "Fatty, it's not easy to beat them as fat as you!"

"Is that?" Oscar smiled obscenely and patted Ma Hongjun's big belly.

"Bitch, do you want to practice with Uncle Ma?" Ma Hongjun's fat face turned red, and Xiao Wu's words reminded him.

Xiao Wu is not easy to mess with, but it’s different if it’s just a bitch!

Oscar curled his lips: "If you have the ability to find a knife or a mistress, what kind of guy is bullying me as an assistant?"

Ma Hongjun's face turned slightly red, and he glanced at Blade Feng, who smiled and said to him: "Come on."

Ma Hongjun smirked and prepared to sit down, but how could he make the bitch feel good?

He "has unstable center of gravity" and "fall" on Oscar...

Looking at the two people playing, Blade said to Zhu Zhuqing beside him: "Zhuqing, remember, no matter how important it is, it is just a game, there is no need to fight to the death."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, was silent, without answering the blade.

Blade sighed softly.

Zhu Zhuqing felt nervous and even more afraid to look at the blade.

"Anyway, you should cherish your life."

"Um."

Ning Rongrong curled his lips. This guy just likes to worry about it.

Time flies very quickly.

After Tang San arranged the tactics and order of play, the staff came over to inform everyone to prepare as soon as possible, and the game was about to begin.

This time the game is different from the team battle. Once the team battle is decided, the players cannot change it.

However, the team members can be arranged at will before playing, even substitutes.

But Blade still came to the Shrek student's observation zone.

Facing the puzzled gazes of Tang San, Master and others.

Blade Fen smiled and said, "If you can't even handle Barak Academy, which has only two soul sects on the surface, then I suggest that the dean disband Shrek Academy and we will go back to the countryside... to retire."

Forget it, it would be better to say less so if you go back to the countryside to farm.

Ning Rongrong, Oscar and others also went on a long journey, because it was even better to watch the fun there.

The blade walked to Zhao Wuji and sat down.

"You kid are too leisurely, right?" Zhao Wuji looked at Daofeng holding the candied haws in his hand and leaned comfortably against the back of the chair.

"Teacher Zhao, I don't have to worry about such a boring battle." Daofeng said with a smile, and at the same time handed over a bag of flavored jerky made of soul beast meat.

Zhao Wuji thought it was just like Barak Academy.

The nose twitches slightly, it smells so good~

He grinned and took the kraft paper bag handed over by Blade.

"You guys are still sensible!"

"Oh~ Look at what Teacher Zhao said, is it so good to have no snacks when watching the game?"

"Cough!" Flander beside Zhao Wuji coughed.

He watched the scene intently.

This kid is too ignorant and only respects Zhao Wuji, a silly man, that doesn’t it seem like he, the dean, is very invisible?

Blade immediately realized: "Dean, this is what I have prepared for you carefully."

He stood up and came to Flander respectfully handed over a bag of soul beast-flavored jerky.

Flander was very satisfied with the kraft paper bag that was a circle larger than Zao Wou-ki. However, his face was filled with fire and he pretended to be angry:

"Who do you think I, Flander? If I answer, it will make people stumble on the back."

Daofeng waved his hand with a smile: "This is just a student's intention. Who can say that it is wrong? What is pretending is the student's sincerity? Besides, these are local specialties, which are not worth much money."

Flander still refused and refused with a stern face.

Blade begged, "My dean, this is a little bit of the student's intention. If you don't even accept this, it would be too disgusting! If this is spread, others should not think that you have prejudices against me?"

After the two of them went back and forth, Flander took it away helplessly.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched straight, which one is playing this? Just Flander has nothing to do with it!

Liu Erlong smiled and ended up with a snack handed over by Blade Feng: "You kid..."

"Come on, Xiaogang, ah~"

The master was a little ashamed.

Liu Erlong glared: "Open your mouth!"

Seeing the master open his mouth obediently, Liu Erlong smiled happily: "Ah~"

The game officially began, and the first person on Shrek to play was Tyrone, who recovered from injury.

And the first person to play in Barack Academy was their vice captain - Balala!

They had no choice. If they wanted to play in this game, they would have a problem with their brains.

But they had already lost too many games during the team battle, and they were a little unlucky. They encountered three of them in the Five Elements Academy...

There is also the dog's elephant academy, who are all cowardly like grandsons, and they are always tightly clinging to each other, as hard as iron plates!

They are not that aggrieved when fighting the Five Elements Academy!

If they admit defeat, their game will be almost over.

The battle – begins!

After a battle, Tailong was defeated. After all, the opponent was a level 43 Soul Sect.

However, Tyron also consumed a lot of the enemy's soul power.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing appear on the field, Zhao Wuji kept grinning: "Blade, your kid's love is on the field."

No answer.

Zhao Wuji turned his head and looked at him, but saw the blade hanging his head and closing his eyes.

Zhao Wuji was a little confused. What was this kid doing at night? Why did he always doze off during the day recently?

It seems that when this kid wakes up, he will educate him well.

In the field, Zhu Zhu looked at Balala coldly, and would launch an attack at any time just by waiting for the referee to order...
Chapter completed!
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