Miao Jun Feng waved his sleeves and walked straight to the door.

He acted vigorously and resolutely, saying one thing or another, and his approach to standing up in public, although it seemed a bit cruel and impersonal, the effect was immediate.

In the prosperous times, the re-canonization of the chaotic times is the re-canonization, and what the Refinery Guild needs today is the re-canonization.

In this prosperous Southern Xuanwu City, the already noble refiner was influenced by drunken gold and singing and dancing. I have long forgotten the original intention of refining, and I have long been familiar with some so-called rules.

Today, I want to use a thunderous method to let them know that they are not as noble as they imagined. In their own eyes, they are no different from ordinary people, making a mistake is making a mistake, and killing is killing.

As soon as he walked out of the back door of the Refiner Guild, Miao Junfeng let out a long breath of turbidity.

Since ancient times, mercy is not in charge of the army, love is not in charge, righteousness is not financed, and good is not an official. Now that I have received the title of president, I am responsible for my subordinates.

Instead of constant chaos and right and wrong in the future, it is better to be a black-faced god today and use thunderbolts to make the subordinates surrender. Even if it is a short surrender, but with their future relationship and their own personality charm, they will definitely be loyal to themselves with joy and sincerity.

Walking through the alleys, Miao Junfeng returned to the main road leading to the academy.

Walking here, you can hear the discussion about this college competition at any time. What academy five tigers, eight golden flowers, four new heavenly kings, etc., all kinds of names are varied.

Walking into the school gate and walking towards the freshman area, the sound of discussion in my ears became less and less. It wasn't until he returned to his class that Miao Junfeng woke up from a dream and knew what was going on.

It is said that it is an age ratio, but in fact, it is an internal selection of seven classes.

There is a hard indicator for the big competition held by the academy this time, that is, the cultivation must reach more than five months. All students who have cultivated below the age of May, even if your family background is brilliant and prominent, will not be allowed to participate in this competition.

Originally, classes 5 and 6 also had to participate, but after the unanimous discussion of the seven class teachers, it was finally decided that the freshman grade competition would only be held in class 7.

Even if there are geniuses born in classes five and six, compared to the demonic geniuses in class seven, it is not one grade, but several grades.

Miao Junfeng sat in his seat, his right hand supporting his chin, and his left hand rhythmically tapping on the table.

There was one thing he really couldn't figure out, since there were so many demonic geniuses in the academy, who had reached the level of more than five months as soon as they entered the door, why would there be so many people who couldn't finish their studies?

Could it be that their previous cultivation was all empty shelves? If it were replaced by himself, he might have let the birds fly in the sky a long time ago, and the sea would have jumped with the fish.

Now that I am very close to the Sun Realm, as long as I work hard, I will say goodbye to the Southern Xuanwu Academy.

Miao Junfeng's cultivation is progressing very quickly, and the refining realm is also improving very quickly, but he will not be proud and satisfied with this. He listened to every lecture with great relish, and whenever he had time, he would go to the library and read all the knowledge he wanted to know.

In this way, another four days passed, and early on the eighth day, Kun Feng stood at the door of the classroom early and waited for Miao Junfeng to arrive.

"You kid, don't you know to report to the class in advance? As a squad leader, why are you ignorant at all? If you don't want to do it, just tell me, I don't know how many people are waiting in line for this position. ”

Miao Junfeng rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Didn't you arrange the position of squad leader for me?" I don't want to do it yet! If I had withdrawn, I would have more time to read! ”

"You don't have to go to the next class, come with me!"

"Huh? Teacher Kun, I'm just a little late, you don't need to punish me so heavily! ”

"Slap" slap, but this slap was on his shoulder.

"I said you kid is so forgetful! I don't know if it's a freshman today? If you don't go to the competition, do you want to participate in the academy competition after that? ”

"Huh! Sorry! I really forgot. ”

"I knew you forgot! At a young age, why is your memory so bad? What to do when you get old! Ay! Fortunately, I have a kind teacher by my side, otherwise, you would have waited to go back and cry! ”

Miao Junfeng rolled his eyes at Kun Feng again, thinking, "Can you not add fuel to the vinegar?" If I can't participate in the big competition, I don't need to cry! This road doesn't work, you can find another way! ”

The venue of the freshman Dabi is on the basement floor, after all, this Dabi is no different from the usual class competition. With the current judges, there are only 70 people at most.

"Dai Xiaolong, the first place in the freshman competition must belong to me, my cultivation has improved a lot recently!" A fat boy with a big knife in his hand is a volley.

A "dang" sounded.

Dai Xiaolong, who was standing on the ground, raised his sword and shouted, "I'm bah! Just like your bear, you still want to be the first! Let me tell you, this first place is only Xu Qi except me, maybe it's okay, you don't deserve it! ”

"Drink!"

The long sword was raised, and the fat boy was picked up backwards. Immediately afterwards, he took off into the air with one foot, raised his foot, and kicked the fat boy who was in mid-air and had nowhere to go.

With a "bang", the fat man fell on his back, his face was red, and his eyes were round and round with anger.

As soon as Miao Junfeng and Kun Feng walked in, they happened to see this scene.

Miao Junfeng wanted to laugh very much, but after feeling so many glances cast at him, he swallowed the smile into his stomach.

"Teacher Kun, you won't tell me, this is the so-called grade competition! This is child's play! Miao Junfeng stopped smiling, but it didn't mean that he would take his opinion back.

"Be quiet, say you don't have a memory, why don't you even have the energy to be smart. You must know that you are not offending one person, but a group of people! ”

"I'm telling the truth, I'm not afraid!"

"Muddy boy, even if it's the truth, it won't work! Now they're still playing and you can't influence them.

If your mood fluctuates, you can't play your true level and lose the game. Hum! It's not something you can afford to bear! ”

Miao Junfeng rolled his eyes at Kun Feng for the third time today, this time he didn't mutter in his heart, but after sighing, he said: "Teacher Kun, in fact, what I said before can only be heard by a small number of people, and it is not too bad. But your answer was heard by everyone in the audience.

Haven't you noticed that the whole training ground is now so quiet that you can hear the sound of needles falling on the ground?

Don't you feel the fiery anger in the eyes that look at you?

Mr. Kun, I really convinced you today! ”

Miao Junfeng's words made Kun Feng wake up suddenly, he didn't tilt his head, as a Dao Realm powerhouse, couldn't he still notice these gazes? It's just why did you do that before? This is not my usual style!

"Must have been infected by him, huh! That's it! Bad memory and forgetfulness can be contagious! In the end, Kun Feng gave himself such a comforting explanation.