Finally it was Yuan Feiwu's turn, Yuan Feiwu nodded at the boy who had just come out of the locker room, and walked into the men's locker room with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The boy subconsciously nodded towards Yuan Feiwu, and after walking out of a short distance, he immediately couldn't react, the beautiful guy just now...... It seems to have entered the men's locker room?!

As soon as I entered the locker room, there was a hall with several benches for people to rest and sit, where more than twenty boys were changing. This is also normal, the small single rooms are full, what's wrong with changing clothes outside, all men.

But after Yuan Feiwu walked in with a smile, the atmosphere was different, as if he had all the taunting skills, and dozens of pairs of eyes all turned to look at Yuan Feiwu. A few boys who had just taken off their pants halfway down quickly lifted their pants subconsciously, and the boys who had already taken off their shirts were embarrassed to cover their upper bodies with their clothes, as if they were flooding beasts that had entered.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yuan Feiwu from Class 1. Yuan Feiwu greeted everyone who was looking at him casually, this was basic etiquette.

Then in front of everyone's eyes, Yuan Feiwu walked to the side, grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and flipped them up, and suddenly revealed his flawless white back.

Hiss~~

The boys in the audience gasped in unison, and once again subconsciously turned their heads to their respective walls, and some of the boys felt an urge to spray nosebleeds. But after thinking about it, what am I doing with TM turning my head, isn't this the men's locker room!

When everyone turned around again, they saw Yuan Feiwu squatting next to a stool and folding his school uniform.

Although it shouldn't be, everyone has a feeling of regret, and the snow-white back imprint lingers in their minds. Everyone was a little distracted, and the next clothes were messily dressed, and some people even put their pants on their upper bodies in a daze, almost suffocating their heads in the trouser tubes.

This damn guy!

The male classmate who had just changed into his training clothes in the corner was full of anger, because he couldn't accept that he couldn't forget the snow-white back just now!

He picked up his sword, walked quickly to Yuan Feiwu, pointed at Yuan Feiwu with a long sword and said: "A man should have the appearance of a man, Lao Tzu is most displeased with your sissy!"

"I—I don't look like a man?"

Yuan Feiwu stood up very suspiciously, turned around in place, and looked at his own shape, some boys who accidentally saw Yuan Feiwu's action trembled slightly a few times inexplicably.

In order to facilitate the movement of the samurai, the training clothes are made of sleeveless styles, close-fitting cuts, and some thickening of the joints, and this is complete. This training uniform can be said to be a pain in the hearts of all samurai students, and it is not at all windy, especially the thickening of the joints, which looks like a beggar's clothes have been torn and repaired, and it is ugly. Most samurai students didn't dare to go out of the training ground in this training uniform, and they really couldn't even pass the level in their hearts.

But Yuan Feiwu wore it and showed a great difference, the close-fitting cut set off Yuan Feiwu's figure more slender, two sleeveless places exposed two snow-white blue lotus, the V-shaped collar exposed the seductive collarbone, and the ugly training clothes were worn by him to the feeling of top-notch clothes produced by famous teachers.

In the face of such an exaggerated seller show, the boy unconsciously looked down at himself, and his anger was even greater, damn it, it's not a painting style at all!

"It's not about the clothes, it's about your appearance! Your appearance is a representative of the sissy!" The boy moved the sword to Yuan Feiwu's face, and the tip of the sword almost touched Yuan Feiwu's nose.

This move is the most rude provocation in the human race, and the boys around him are a little overwhelmed and have stepped forward to persuade them.

"Young Master Lester, suppress the fire......"

"Get out!"

Lester roared, and no one dared to squeak anymore.

The current king of the Greswian Empire had three brothers, and the previous king finally gave the throne to the current king after a long period of thought, the youngest of the three brothers. The two elder brothers failed to become kings, and no one knows if they were unhappy in their hearts, but the previous king was quite good to them, and the prince gave territory to the army, and he also had a great say in court politics.

If the king is the most powerful person in the Greswian Empire, then the two princes and the three army commanders can be called the existence of one person and ten thousand people, and none of these people dare to say who will definitely eat whom.

And Lester is the youngest son of Prince Field, the prince's son, this status is also one of the best in the academy, not to mention ordinary students, even aristocratic students with some status dare not offend him.

"My appearance is destined to be born with a predestined appearance, I can't change it!" Yuan Feiwu smiled.

Lester didn't expect Yuan Feiwu to be able to reply so calmly, and he didn't know how to answer the reply.

"Yuan Feiwu, I, Lester Northway, want to challenge you!" The other party's calmness made Lester even more angry, and all he was thinking about was how to teach this guy a lesson.

"Aren't you a Class 1 student?" asked Yuan Feiwu.

, what did Lao Tzu and you say that we also shared a day yesterday, and you are not even sure if Lao Tzu is your classmate? Lester felt that his sense of existence was so low for the first time.

"I, Leicester, am a student of the fourth year class of samurai!" Lester gritted his teeth and answered Yuan Feiwu's question, he felt that Yuan Feiwu was deliberately insulting him, insulting him that he was not eligible for the fourth year class.

"It's also Class 1, so why do you want to challenge me?"

Yuan Feiwu's question knocked Lester down again, why can't I challenge you if I'm also in class 1? If I can fight you openly, I'll use a fart to find someone to ambush you for a long time! Just come up and beat you up and eat! The question is no!

The Lantis Academy of Magic does not prohibit students from fighting among themselves, and even supports that some problems can be solved by force, but the condition is that the battle can only be fought in the form of a challenge and with the presence of a teacher as a referee. In this way, when a student is in danger, the teacher can act in time to avoid irreparable damage.

If a student fights privately without a challenge, and is found out by the academy teacher, they will be kicked out of the school. Even the son of Prince Fils will not be an exception, this is the territory of the Great Magus of Light, Douglas, if he violates the school rules, he will be triggered according to the school rules, and he will definitely not be partial.

In terms of power, Prince Firs is indeed above 10,000 people under one person, but the characters at the level of the Grand Magister are all beyond the level that the country can rule, and their status is above the king!

"Fight me for a !!"

For the first time in his life, Lester lost his demeanor as Prince Fils's family, and shouted hysterically, the sword in his hand really wanted to poke forward a little more and cut off his nose!

"Don't be so angry, if you want to fight me so much, take your time, I'll agree. ”

Yuan Feiwu comforted Lester a little helplessly, this person's desire to fight with him was so strong, the blood vessels and tendons on his face rushed out, and he looked like he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage at any time, which was quite pitiful.

"You agreed?" Lester felt incredulous when he heard Yuan Feiwu's words.

"Yes, you're from Class 1, and I'll accept your challenge. Yuan Feiwu thought about what he had promised someone yesterday and nodded affirmatively.

"Do you know who I am? I'm Leicester! Do you really accept my challenge?" Lester confirmed.

"I don't know, but I accept your challenge. Yuan Feiwu saw that this person was out of the crisis of cerebral hemorrhage, and smiled with relief.

"You've all heard it, and he's agreed! I'll go find the teacher now!" Lester put away his sword and ran out of the men's locker room quickly, for fear that Yuan Feiwu would regret it, but he didn't notice that people had despised his presence again.

He was still depressed while running, he knew that this sissy was willing to accept the challenge, so why should he find someone to ambush him? Wouldn't it be more relieving to defeat him directly! But he couldn't have imagined that the other party would dare to accept the challenge of himself, the number one samurai master in the whole grade!

As soon as Lester rushed out of the men's locker room, he happened to see Ophelia, who had been poking the floor with a sword not far away, and hurriedly walked over. The land in front of Ophelia is about to be opened by her with a long sword, and she can grow vegetables by sowing seeds directly, and she is really anxious and has nowhere to release!

"Ophelia, I'm going to show you what a real man is!"

Lester put on the coolest pose he felt and ran to find the teacher after speaking.

"Neuropathy. ”

Ophelia almost squirted these words out of her nose, and the words manly were equated with disgusting in her dictionary, so she didn't look at them!