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When Xue Lei was about to be furious, he saw a man in a mentor's uniform, not to mention how depressed he was. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Mentor Zhang Ling has the most voice in the entire Sword Pavilion, except for those few people in real power. How arrogant is Xue Lei daring to offend such a character?

No, Xue Lei's fighting spirit gradually disappeared, and then he smiled and said.

"This time, I don't mean anyone came to you, but as the head teacher of Class 15 Nangong Yan, I want to learn from you about your serious injury to Class 5 Zhongchen. ”

Zhang Ling is not as domineering as before, but he is a little more cunning. Indeed, as a mentor, he has the right to intervene in what is happening to his mentees. Of course, there is also the right to stand out for your students as a class teacher.

"Zhongchen, is that waste, how does the mentor have anything to do with this kind of person. A waste, dare to be arrogant in front of me, he doesn't look in the mirror, there are a few pounds and a few taels. ”

When Xue Lei heard this, he was relieved, and then he showed that extremely unpleasant face.

"The tutor is the head teacher of class 15, so he has no right to ask me about the affairs of class 5, right? ”

"Xue Lei, you can be regarded as learning from that Wang Zhan's garbage, and arrogance must also have the capital to be arrogant. Today, don't ask your mentor, you beat my brother Nangong Yan, do you still want to escape responsibility?"

Before Tutor Zhang Ling could speak, Nangong Yan walked out of the fifteenth class of students, and his tone was very cold.

"Xue Lei, don't you think there's anything wrong with talking to Mentor Zhang Ling in such a tone?"

Xue Lei's smug look, as well as the mockery of Zhang Ling, made the entire fifteenth class even more angry, and even drew his sword to face each other.

"Even so, what can you do? Look at all of you who are twenty years old, but your strength is still hovering at the lower level of swordsman, I am ashamed of your parents. What else is there to shout in front of me, haha..."

Who is he Xue Lei, not only is his strength comparable to that of an ordinary soul sword master, but also has a high-ranking mentor like Wang Zhan as a backer, and no one in this Sword Pavilion dares to provoke him.

"Also, the dignified City Lord of Xueming City can't protect his son, and he doesn't even have the courage to chase and kill. You Xue family, I think it's just a matter of tongue. Xue Chu's death was so miserable, I'm afraid the city lord didn't tell you, right?"

"What did you say? Xue Chu died? You killed him?"

Xue Lei didn't know about this news at all. Sword Pavilion has always taught in a closed manner, and only a few times a year he goes out to reunite with his family, I didn't expect that last time Xue Chu was still talking to him, talking about his experience outside the academy, I didn't expect this guy to actually inform Xue Chu that he was dead, how not to make him angry.

"It seems to have something to do with me, but I don't know what your cousin will do?"

The arrogant snow thunder just now made Nangong Yan extremely uncomfortable. He deliberately revealed Xue Chu's death to let him know what is outside the sky.

Unexpectedly, this guy was really fooled, and in his expression, the irrepressible anger made people feel cold.

"Nangong Yan, good, good, good. The people of my Xue family are also the ones you trash dare to touch, not to mention that the academy agrees to hurt people, even if you don't agree, I will cut you with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in my heart. ”

Xue Lei in a rage, but he can do anything, although several friends around him are afraid of Mentor Zhang Ling, but with the support of Mentor Wang Zhan, his face turned cold at the same time. The ceremonial sword on his waist was drawn at the same time, and he had the posture of going to a big battle if he didn't agree.

"Come on, if I don't fix you today, how can I be worthy of Zhongchen's heart, how can I be worthy of his love of sacrificing his life to save me?"

The anger in Nangong Yan's heart was not much weaker than Xue Lei, and even if he fought today, he would have to teach Xue Lei a profound lesson. Even his Soul Sword felt the emotion of death, and emitted a faint colorful light, and the sword body kept swinging in the hilt, as if it was about to break free from the shackles of the hilt.

"Nangong Yan's emotions can already affect the Yi Soul Sword, is this guy really connected with the Yi Soul Sword? Then he is really the destined person of Ni Xue. ”

In this tense situation, no one paid attention to the change of the sword on Nangong Yan's waist, but Mentor Zhang Ling, who had surpassed the level of a sword master, still noticed it, and remembered a very distant legend in his heart.

Xue Lei and the others have never seen such a battle, and no one in the fifteenth class has ever seen it. They glared angrily as they drew their ceremonial swords from their waists. As long as Xue Lei and the others dare to make a move, they absolutely ignore the issue of personal credibility, but directly give them a profound lesson.

In the Sword Pavilion, there is no prohibition of infighting, and even injuring students is within the scope of permission, of course, if such a major event as killing a student is an unforgivable crime.

"Tutor Zhang Ling, you don't teach students well in the class, but you come to my Wang Zhan's fifth class to make trouble, don't you take me seriously at all?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, a voice sounded, Zhang Ling's face turned to the side, and he was a little worried in his heart. However, if he retreats like this, then there is no need for him Zhang Ling to go down.

"Wang Zhan, you also interfered in these things anyway, so we don't have to talk nonsense. When I'm scared Zhang Ling?"

"Okay, it's a real failure for the academy to have someone like you, after bullying the seventh class, you still want to bully me in the fifth class, is it really that I have no one?"

A middle-aged man with a tall head slowly appeared, followed by more than a dozen fifth-class students who had already drawn their swords, and looking at this formation, it seemed that they had already prepared.

"Hmph, let's try, I haven't fought in half a year. I'm really itching my hands. Wang Zhan come out, let's see whose realm has reached a higher level in the past six months. ”

Zhang Lingfei jumped out of the center court and came to the outer circle. Wang Zhan naturally understood what he meant, explained a few words, and followed.

"Now the battlefield will be handed over to a few of us, Brother Nangong, what do you say?"

Ouyang Tianxing was beside Nangong Yan, his eyes staring at Xue Lei, and said.

"How many masters of the upper sword master level are there in the fifth class?"

"There is only one Xue Lei, but there are three people who are comparable to the upper sword masters. As long as you and Miss Yu Fei make a move, there shouldn't be much of a problem, as for the other mid-level sword master level students, it's not that I look down on them, but it's really much worse than us. As long as they are the real core figures, they will naturally not be afraid of them. ”

Ouyang Tianxing was a person who had been in the Sword Pavilion for more than a year, how could he not know the thoughts of these students. Naturally, there was not much politeness between the words.

Because, in their opinion, not only does Class 15 have the concept that cultivation talent is the only competitiveness, but these people also have it, and the lazy habits they have cultivated all year round may be even more serious than their Class 15.

"Okay, that's it. However, Xue Lei handed it over to me, this time the new accounts and old accounts will be settled together, and if I don't teach the Xue family a cruel lesson, I won't be Nangong Yan!"

"This..."

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