"Please!"

"Please!"

As soon as the words fell, Huang Feilong turned into an afterimage and rushed over.

The Nether Footwork is known for its ghosts, and if the realm is high and profound, no one can judge where the next step will be, making it difficult to guard against.

In this world, countless famous assassins and night walkers, the enlightenment martial arts are all netherworld footwork, as long as they are combined with a sharp blade, it is not a dream to kill at the next level.

Huang Feilong's nether footwork was only one step away from Xiao Cheng, his speed was so fast and his whereabouts were so erratic that even many viewers couldn't catch his figure, and he was behind Mo Yu in the blink of an eye.

His left palm turned into a hand knife and struck at Mo Yu's neck.

This is a true qi condensation technique, although it does not rise to the level of martial arts, but the increase in lethality should not be underestimated, once Mo is in vain, I am afraid that the situation will be very bad.

However, the next second......

"Bang!"

Mo Yu firmly clamped Huang Feilong's hand and slammed a heavy fist into Huang Feilong's shoulder. Huang Feilong was anxious to break free, but Mo Delirium's hand was like an iron fist of scorching iron tongs, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what, so he had to raise his knee to the side of his body and attack Mo Delirium's abdomen, but Mo Delirium reacted faster and immediately raised his knee and shook him hard.

Huang Feilong Teng took a few steps back, only to feel that his shoulders and calves were sore hotly, and sweat slowly flowed down his forehead, he knew that it was impossible to win this game, and all he thought about was how to lose decently.

"Tsk, Lao Zhao, this student of yours has something!"

"The prediction is very accurate! It should have been the moment the wyvern rushed over, and he had already guessed his attack idea. ”

"I don't think it's a prediction, it's a quick reaction. Either way, the promotion to pool A is well deserved. ”

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Although the cultivation of several teachers is not particularly high, they are also people who have been engaged in the education industry for decades, and this point of vision is still there, and they can know at a glance whether a student has the quality of a pool.

Zhao Tiehan was also puzzled for a while: "This kid is making too fast progress, right?"

Mo Yu smiled slightly, Huang Feilong's ghost step did not reach the realm of Xiaocheng, even if he was in the past, he had a probability of more than seventy percent of the success, and now with the assistance of the Yin and Yang Eyes, Huang Feilong's offensive can be said to be full of flaws.

"Qizi, this Huang Feilong is really an iron waste!" Xiao Ji laughed.

Xiao Qi sighed exaggeratedly: "The Nether Footwork is famous for ghosts, and his attack intent is so obvious, I'm afraid that others won't guess what he thinks, and I don't know if the old-timers who created this martial art will be angry when they see it?"

"I think it will!"

"I thought about it carefully, and I don't think so, the purpose of those old-timers to create the cornerstone martial arts is to cultivate for the whole people, of course, they have to take care of a small number of idiots. ”

"yes, haha!"

Hearing this, Mo Yu keenly felt that Huang Feilong's true qi was a little violent, and even his eyes had a hint of fierceness.

Mo Wei shook his head slightly, this person has a strong sense of self-esteem, but he is also easily instigated, knowing that Xiao Qi wants to use him to consume his strength, but he is still ignited.

Soon, Huang Feilong rushed over again, and his momentum was more than one point.

Of course, the intent of the attack is more than obvious.

Netherworld footwork is like a night walker, with a ghostly body and tricky attack angles that are killer. Huang Feilong, who was furious, lost his mind and chose to go head-to-head with the famous fierce Sun Fist Technique, which was completely attacking the enemy's strengths with his own shortcomings.

"You lost. ”

Mo Yu sighed, took his hand knife with great precision, and then kicked Huang Feilong out of the ring.

Everyone: "......"

They knew that the difference in strength between the two was quite large, but they didn't expect Huang Feilong to lose so quickly.

Huang Feilong coughed violently twice, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the red in his palm, his eyes full of confusion.

"Waste is waste!"

Xiao Qi sneered in a low voice, his purpose in provoking Huang Feilong was to cause some trouble to Mo Yu, and it would be better if he could add some injuries. But he didn't expect that instead of getting his wish, it accelerated Huang Feilong's defeat, how could he not be resentful?

"You fart!"

Huang Feilong's eyes were about to split, and he raised his fist and wanted to touch Xiao Qi, but he was pressed down on the shoulder by a pair of iron palms.

He turned around and saw the head teacher's black face, and said disapprehensively: "Teacher......!

"Wyvern!"

The head teacher reprimanded in a deep voice: "If you lose, you lose, it is important to summarize the gains and losses, what do you do with other people's rumors?

"Understood!" Huang Feilong clenched his fists, his eyes red.

"No, you don't understand! I'll go to the school reading room to see the battle video of pool A, and take a good look at how the top student who majored in nether footwork faced a master stronger than himself!"

"Yes!"

Looking at Huang Feilong's depressed back when he left, the head teacher sighed, glanced at Xiao Qi fiercely, and returned to the referee's seat.

Xiao Qi's father is an official person, and his mother is also a director of a consortium, and neither side can be provoked by his small classroom. So even though he had heard of Xiao Qi's notoriety for a long time, he didn't think about beating him up.

After all, if you can teach such a son, what qualities can you expect from his parents?

"Next!Xu Jiao!"

Zhao Tiehan's face was ugly, and he rang the copper bell again.

A thin figure jumped into the ring: "Xu Jiao, the Living Spring Realm is heavy, the exercises are great yin and yang, and he is majoring in martial arts." ”

"Please advise!"

I have an impression of this girl Mo Yu in her previous life, and her personality is taciturn but very strong, her original name was Xu Jiao, and she later changed it to Xu Jiao.

I remember that in my previous life, I was admitted to 211 in the college entrance examination with extraordinary performance, and I don't know if I can counterattack pool A in this life.

The people who can sit firmly at the front end of pool B are actually on the verge of breaking through, although Xu Jiaoliu's style is not a small success, but he has a faint master's demeanor.

It's a pity that he was overwhelmed by the eyes of Yin and Yang.

The last time he faced Yang Qingyue, Mo Yu had a feeling that his fist was hitting the cotton, firstly, because the realm of Yang Qingyue's flowing wind body method was really high, and secondly, his yin and yang eyes were only at the introductory stage at that time.

Now that the eyes of yin and yang have become smaller, and the control of the battle is extremely accurate, the person who hits the cotton with his fist has become Xu Jiao.

No matter how elegant her body is, she can never pose any threat to Mo Yu.

It's Mo Yu's fist, which can get stuck in the position where she dodges every time.

Finally, after shaking Mo Yu hard, Xu Jiao rubbed his painful arm and decisively admitted defeat.

After Xu Jiao jumped out of the ring, he said to Mo Yu: "I will beat you!"

[Xu Jiao's obsession was detected: Defeat Mo Yu. 】

Complete or eliminate the obsession and you will gain 21 skill points. 】

"Well, wait for that day. Mo smiled at her and arched his hand, he didn't expect this Xu Jiao's obsession to be so strong, if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely give her a good beating.

But next to him, Xiao Ji grinned, and his voice was like a Hong Zhong: "Cut! Girls are girls, if you can't beat them, you will admit defeat, there is really no blood! There is also a face to say that you will defeat others!"

He looked at Xu Jiao, his eyes full of disdain.

But he scolded in his heart, feeling that the second and third in this B pool was weaker than a chicken, and it didn't cause any substantial damage to Mo Yu.

Even if they are a little more competitive, they can improve the winning rate of their own meetings.

Now it seems......

Rubbish!

It's all rubbish!

Xu Jiao didn't get angry, just glanced at him coldly and turned to leave, without saying a word of superfluity.

Leaving only the others whispering:

"Originally, I thought Xiao Ji was just rough in temperament, but now I know that he is so disgusting. ”

"What kind of good thing can someone who can mix with Xiao Qi?"

"That's it! Xu Jiao also calculated that he had no chance of winning, what's wrong with admitting defeat, as for mocking us girls like this?"

Feng Ru couldn't get angry, and walked straight to Xiao Ji: "You gave you a chance to reorganize the language, what's wrong with our girls?"

Xiao Ji took a few steps back: "I'm talking about Xu Jiao's girl, what does it have to do with you?

"What are you talking about, bastard?"

Zhao Tiehan reminded: "Feng Ru! Xiao Ji is a participant, if you have any grievances, you can wait for the meeting, don't affect the order of the promotion competition now." ”

"Teacher, it's obviously this bastard......"

"That's it!"

Feng Ru glared at Xiao Ji, and finally did not choose to be tough with the head teacher.

Zhao Tiehan cast an apologetic look, turned to Mo Yu and said, "Mo Yu, you only used fifteen minutes just now, do you want to rest for a while?"

Mo Yu smiled and said: "No need teacher, the opponent in the last game is weaker, what if he is a little angry?"

Then he turned to Xiao Ji: "I'm sorry for being a little short-sighted! I want to ask if the classmate who made a big fuss just now is Xiao Ji, right? Please hurry up to the stage, I want to see how strong you can be compared to the girl!"

Xiao Ji: "MMP, how many times do you want to talk about a bad stalk?"

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