"Mu, tell me, how did Qingkuang become so powerful after not seeing each other for just a few days! This is simply abuse!"
Dongfang Mu shook his head,
"Duanmu, you are wrong, this is not only achieved by strength.
"What is that?" Duanmu Xiu asked doubtfully.
"Heart Qi! The heart Qi of a true cold-blooded killer, without the slightest pity or hesitation..." [
On the stage, the half-disabled Young Master Zhu Ge was rolling around on the ground like a dead dog and groaning. His lackeys, seeing this scene just now, were so frightened that they were stunned for a moment.
There was no one left who had the guts to step forward and help him.
"You don't even have the strength of a junior spiritual master, but you still have the nerve to come to Silanta Academy!" Qing Kuang said coldly to a pile of meat on the ground.
"If you see Qiu Wu from now on, hide twenty steps away!"
"Yes... yes... Miss Qing Kuang, I remember it! Your arms and legs... have been removed by you. From now on, even if I want to see Qiu Wu, it will be impossible..."
Young Master Zhu Ge replied tremblingly.
In the fifth group, Feng Qing won wildly.
Beside the ring, Teacher Mu Liufeng announced loudly.
However, at the end of this announcement, the tone was obviously strange, as if it was frozen by a bit of ice.
Mu Liufeng looked at the dying Master Zhu Ge on the ground, frowned, and glanced at Qing Kuang, his eyes seemed to say: Qing Kuang, you are too cruel!
However, Qingkuang's expression was cold and calm, and he didn't seem to take it to heart at all.
Feng Qing's crazy revenge methods made Mu Liufeng shudder and send chills down his spine. She was like a silent poisonous snake.
The first round of competition is over, and now, out of the total fifty people, there are only twenty-five winners left in the ring.
After a short rest, Qing Kuang returned to the court. Qiu Wu and Qiu Sheng hurriedly greeted him. They had just witnessed Qing Kuang teach Master Zhu Brother a lesson with lightning speed. The two of them admired Qing Kuang even more. They treated him like a child.
Like a hero, he served Qing Kuang extremely attentively.
"Sister Qing Kuang, this time, our Feng family is proud and proud, and is powerful in all directions!
How dare people from Imperial Academy look down on us? If my parents and grandpa knew about it, they would be so happy!"
Qiu Wu was rubbing Qing Kuang's shoulders and talking excitedly, feeling a little carried away for a moment.
Until Qiu Sheng stood aside and stretched out his hand repeatedly to signal her to stop talking.
"Hmph...Feng family..." Qing Kuang murmured thoughtfully, with a hint of cold ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
"You don't need a good-for-nothing like me to grow your reputation! Today's battle, I, Feng Qingkuang, is only for myself and has nothing to do with others!" [
Qiu Wu got a cold face, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
"Qingkuang, Qiu Wu is young and ignorant, you...don't take it to heart..." Qiu Sheng hurriedly tried to smooth things over for his sister, and said apologetically with a red face.
Qing crazily waved her hands,
"No need! I, Feng Qingkuang, have clear grievances. Since you two siblings have followed me all the way and been bullied, I will naturally make the decision for you! As for other things, it's best not to mention it again!"
"Yes! Miss!"
Qiu Wu said loudly.
After a while, the second round of competition kicked off.
The selection of opponents for this round, according to the academy's practice, is determined by the performance in the first round.
Only in this way can the performance of the contestants be improved to a certain extent by strong confrontation. Only such a competition can be more exciting.