"Zhou Yan, it's early!"

Wu Feng, who really didn't know what to say, could only smile awkwardly.

"Big night, early fart, I heard that you actually passed the assessment of the alchemy class, and you have some ability, but you want to win my male god with this, Wu Feng, is your brain swollen?" Zhou Yan clasped his hands and said sarcastically unceremoniously.

As soon as the words fell, the men and women next to them giggled.

You don't have to listen to that whispering to know that a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth.

Although Zhou Yan's words were very mean, Wu Feng was not angry.

It's also my own tablemate, and being able to sit together can be regarded as a kind of fate, besides, it's not a day or two that Zhou Yan and himself are wrong, just get used to it slowly.....

But at this time, Uncle Chen was impatient.

He swayed out of the house with a pipe in his mouth, and shouted: "Wu Feng, you kid, I let you wash your clothes, but you talked to me about the sky, isn't it too easy to live?"

Wu Feng was startled, and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, I will wash it, and I will wash it immediately, ..... it."

He didn't care to speak, his hands were like the wind, and he began to rub his clothes violently.

Fortunately, although the clothes were simple, they were unusually strong, and they were not crumpled by him.

"Mentor?

Zhou Yan looked stunned, and suddenly giggled: "I said at the same table, you are really good, you actually worship an old man who guards the door as a teacher, what do you want to learn? Learn to wash clothes, learn to grow vegetables? hahahaha......"

She leaned back with a smile, completely unaware of Chen Qianhe's face that had turned black into ink.

Wu Feng hurriedly gave her a look, wanting her to leave quickly, offending Uncle Chen, you feel good.

"Little girl, didn't your parents teach you to speak human language, dare to call me an old man?" Chen Qianhe squinted his eyes, and there was something called murderous aura in it.

At this time, a male student next to him was unhappy, he was Zhou Yan's suitor, and he was worried that he would not have a chance to show himself.

He took two steps forward, pointed to his nose and scolded: "Old man, I'll just call you what's wrong with the old man, aren't you just a gatekeeper, very dragged, Lao Tzu is a spirit master, you can pinch you to death with your fingers!"

Wu Feng was so frightened that he even wanted to flee from here.

God knows if Uncle Chen will be angry with himself in the future?

However, why did I feel a sense of relief and relief after listening to this male student's scolding?

Don't.....

Wu Feng hurriedly stopped his thoughts, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was thinking about it.....

After the male student finished scolding, he felt that he had played well, and turned his head and smiled proudly at Zhou Yan.

However, seeing that his sweetheart ignored him, he immediately threw his anger on Wu Feng again.

"Wash and wash, wash a fart, you are the deputy squad leader of class nine, Lao Tzu is from class eight, and I will be called brother when you see me in the future, understand?"

He took a few steps forward, raised his foot and kicked it over, intending to kick the basin over in order to fully release his male charm.

"Hey, stop!"

Wu Feng hurriedly swung out a palm, just right to knock his foot off.

If this pot of clothes is knocked over by him, you don't have to think about it, and the tutor will definitely be angry with himself, and the vegetable garden will probably be able to water himself five times.

"Yo he, it's against you, a waste of Class 9, how dare you sweep my face?"

As he spoke, the male student kicked out again, this time, even more violently, and even used spiritual power.

"Bump!"

Wu Feng's fist collided with him again, and after a muffled sound, the male student staggered back a few steps, secretly shocked in his heart, what a hard fist, this guy's strength is the same as his own, the middle stage of the spirit master!

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Zhang Shui, you are too watery, right? Didn't you just say that you are very powerful, and in a blink of an eye, you were taught a lesson by our deputy squad leader, silver gun wax head!"

Silver Gun Wax Head?

These four words have far-reaching meaning, and a man will go berserk after hearing it, not to mention Zhang Shui, who is already very violent in temper.

At that moment, he was stimulated and screamed, and rushed towards Wu Feng wildly, his fist with spiritual power, and smashed it hard.

Wu Feng crossed his arms and pit this punch hard.

There's no way, Uncle Chen is still standing behind him, if he avoids it, his old bones will definitely fall apart in an instant.

"Wu Feng, give me a hard beating, until I can't even recognize his mother, otherwise, you just wait to water the vegetable garden until dawn..... Chen Qianhe snorted coldly.

His temper was already stinky, but now he is being pointed at his nose and scolded, how can he bear it.

"Mentor, the academy stipulates that you can't fight at will, and you will be punished!" Wu Feng made an excuse and whispered.

"Hmph, what kind of punishment, with me, you can rest assured and boldly fight, I will see who dares to punish you!" Chen Qianhe raised his head proudly.

At this moment, Wu Feng suddenly had an illusion in his heart.

He felt that this Uncle Chen was not simple.....

On the other side, Zhang Shui's eyes were red from the stimulation of his sweetheart, so he didn't know what school rules he had, and rushed up with a roar, like a wild bull crashing, and the ground trembled slightly.

Hey, there's no way, let's fight, otherwise under Uncle Chen's "hard cultivation", I will definitely not survive to dawn.....

Wu Feng's expression was serious, his hands were sealed, and an earthen wall suddenly rose.

Zhang Shui sneered, his spiritual power exploded, and he collided directly, and the earth wall was overwhelmed, and it suddenly shattered to the ground.

However, behind the earthen wall, waiting for him were five wooden men in armor.

These wooden figures did not have swords, but their fists were as large as casseroles.

Zhang Shui was taken aback.

Isn't this an extremely difficult human-level spiritual art, is this kid already mastering it?

However, it seems that his wooden man is not the same as others, is it an improved version?

The wooden man didn't know the pain, but he was extremely flexible, and he hurriedly surrounded him, you punched, I kicked, and Zhang Shui, who was beaten, retreated again and again.

Just like Caiyun said, in Wu Feng's hands, this is a group of dead soldiers, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how murderous tricks you use, they won't even frown, and if they catch you, they will fight you to death.

Zhou Yan was shocked.

This is also too powerful, when did Wu Feng learn the wooden man, it is a human-level high-grade spiritual technique.

Could it be that he started learning when he was in his mother's womb?

Moreover, Zhang Shui's strength is a few points stronger than himself, and now even he has failed miserably, doesn't that mean that the result is not much better if I go up?

Thinking that before, he was able to pass the assessment of the alchemy class, Zhou Yan couldn't help but gasp.

She suddenly felt that this tablemate was a little unfathomable.....

Hmph, but, even if you're powerful, you can't be my male god's opponent.

Xuanyu Great God, that is the key student of the first class, and the most prestigious genius in the alchemy class.

You Wu Feng are old, you are only worthy of being his stepping stone!