Looking at Zhu Bo who fell to the ground, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. Such a serious injury cannot be recovered in a short time. In fact, in this era, bone injuries, flesh injuries, and light magic can all be recovered, but the cold air can be recovered.
The power of this magic lies in destroying tendons, which cannot be restored by simple healing magic.```````````
When he thought of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but mourned for Zhu Bo: "I didn't expect that I didn't take action, but my wife took action to get rid of him. Could it be that Han Zhixi also wanted to sleep with me yesterday? As a result, Zhu Bo was so stupid.
x disrupted the plan, so he struck hard because of hatred in his heart?
"Hey hey ````````````"
When he thought of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Ye Feng? What are you doing! Are you laughing so hard? Are you going to play soon?" Han Zhixi didn't know when she came to Ye Feng's side, and she smiled sweetly with her little waist in her arms.
"Ah? Wow! I'm laughing so hard? Are you mistaken? Your husband, my smile is so bright, so bright, so charming, so intoxicating, you actually said that I'm laughing so hard?" Ye Feng jumped with anger.
He stood up and said angrily.
"Kekeke````````"
Han Zhixi was so amused by Ye Feng's words that she burst out laughing: "Shameless"
"What! This is the truth, okay?" Ye Feng explained with a guilty conscience.
Good, good, good! You are sunny, you are brilliant, you are intoxicated! Han Zhixi responded with a smile.
The candidates around him were stunned for a while.
How come they don't know Han Zhixi? She is a rare ice beauty. It is said that seeing her smile once is harder than seeing a sword master. But today she actually smiled? And she even talked about it with a boy.
Talkative?
Everyone is a little unbelievable``````````
However, Ren Weiwei snorted with some disdain. Looking at Han Zhixi, who was no worse than herself, a hint of discomfort suddenly arose in her heart ````````````
The fights below were boring. Han Zhixi was sitting across from Ye Feng, with some distance between them. After all, her father was still watching from above, and it was not good for her to be too close to Ye Feng.
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Ye Feng also closed his eyes as usual and continued to rest with his eyes closed ````````````
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"The following is between Lan Yefeng, Class 10, Class 1, Liberal Arts, Jiaxiang College, and Cheng Kaiwen, Class 7, Martial Arts Class, Wusheng College!"
I don’t know how long it took, but the radio loudly sounded ````````````````
"brush--"
As soon as the magic broadcast was broadcast, the originally noisy practice square fell silent for an instant ```````````
"Did I hear you correctly? Liberal arts students?" A tutor from Wusheng Academy called out in disbelief.
In fact, when the broadcaster got the contestants' information, he was stunned for a long time. He thought he was dazzled. Why did students from the liberal arts classes of the fourth college come to the competition? They actually squeezed into the finals? It was only after closer inspection that he discovered
, these liberal arts students are recommended directly.``````````
"What happened to Jiaxiang College? Even if there is no one else, there is no need to call a student from the liberal arts class?" Although the announcer was a little depressed, he still read it `````````
After a moment of silence, the whole place suddenly became excited. They were all familiar with the name Nuolan Yefeng. He was a ruthless person! But Chen Kaiwen was not simple either. He was the champion of the last four-school league.
Their strength is extraordinary! Who will win between the two of them? Everyone is looking forward to it ``````````
"Hahahahaha```````````"
"There is no one left in Jiaxiang College? Why send a liberal arts student to the battle?" Lu Tie laughed so hard that he almost passed away.
The student knew Nuo Lan Ye Feng, but he didn't know that at this moment he thought Ye Feng was just an ordinary liberal arts student.
"Old Ao, why did you give up your recommended spot to a liberal arts student? Don't tell me, he is your trump card."
Jin Peisi was a little confused.
Yang Cheng couldn't figure out the situation. Logically speaking, not many people from Jiaxiang College entered the finals, and he also saw everyone's skills. It seemed that there was no one with particularly outstanding strength.
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So what exactly will be Aogu's final trump card?
Aogudan didn't respond. He smiled lightly and said nothing, looking at the battle platform in the distance, without the slightest trace of worry.
"Crazy ``````````"
When a few people were still about to say something, Ye Feng walked onto the fighting stage casually.
When they saw Ye Feng, the principals became even more depressed. Is this still a contestant? There is no trace of fighting spirit or magic in him, and he looks like a little hooligan. If such a person can win, it is really a ghost.
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"What on earth does this proud old guy want to do?"
Several principals were almost going crazy thinking about it.
"Is this liberal arts student just arrogant to confuse himself and others? The real master has not yet appeared?"
Everyone who couldn't figure out the reason had no choice but to attribute the reason to the fact that some masters had hidden their strength and hadn't appeared on the stage yet.
"Alas````````"
Jin Peisi shook his head. Although there is a clear rule in the competition that no assassins are allowed, injuries are inevitable. When a liberal arts student fights against a fighting spirit master, the outcome can be imagined.
"Crack-"
With a soft sound, Chen Kaiwen landed on the battlefield. Looking at Ye Feng who was lazily leaning on the fence, he couldn't help but frowned ``````````
"Down with him!! Come on, that Chen Kaiwen, come on, come on ```````````"
There were bursts of shouts from the stage, but they were basically male voices, especially those who admired Wang Ling'er and Han Zhixi. They were all shouting like they were on a drug, and they were shouting with all their lives.
They didn't dare to provoke Ye Feng from the front, but they still had the courage to shout at them. All their grievances were vented in the shouts, and the momentum can be imagined ````````````
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The third update is here! Brothers, red envelopes and gifts! Especially gold medals! There are bigger ones!
Thanks to z124254538a for the red envelope, I will continue to add more tomorrow!
