"Twenty lashes." Feng Muge's voice was light, pointing at Ling Fei, "Including his, count them together." ”

Ling Fei hurriedly stopped, "Eh! Mugo, don't ——! ”

The more lashes you have, the more difficult it is to dodge. Because of the consumption of physical strength and attention, the difficulty will only increase exponentially.

Qin Feng still didn't have any emotion on his face, like a sculpture, "Yes." ”

There was a group of people who were watching the show around, and the more people gathered, the people who were squeezed behind struggled to break to the front to see which fool dared to challenge the Devil Mentor Qin Feng's Death Whip.

Feng Muge pushed Ling Fei away and stood in the circle, his posture was straight, and his expressionless face was not inferior to Qin Feng's coldness.

Although his stature is not as high as Qin Feng's, his powerful aura is not inferior to Qin Feng, who is known as the devil mentor of the Holy Martial Academy.

"Please." Feng Muge said, his legs slightly spread apart, seemingly careless, but in fact, the muscles of his body were in a tense state.

No one noticed that her left eye was glowing with blue.

"Huh!" The sound of breaking the sky was raised, and the heavy long whip galloped at a speed that did not match its weight, wrapped in thousands of momentum, like the top of Mount Tai!

"First whip." Qin Feng's voice fell, and ripples appeared in those unwavering eyes for the first time.

The crowd instantly became uproarious.

"The first whip is ...... And that's the end of it? ”

"I'll go! Can anyone tell what's going on? I saw a black shadow flash and it was over! ”

"Liar, huh? Feng Muge was still in place and hadn't moved at all! ”

Within the white circle, Feng Muge was still standing in place, and the aftermath of the long whip made her long hair fly.

It seems like...... Never moved.

But but—

Unscathed!

"You're good." Qin Feng nodded.

It's not that Feng Muge didn't move, but the arc of the movement was too small, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't have a certain strength, so in the eyes of others, it was like not moving.

To do this, at least you have to raise your body to a subtle level! Even many Great Xuan Masters and even Xuan Kings are extremely difficult to do. Everyone who has comprehended the subtlety level is a martial arts grandmaster-level figure!

A student in a first-order refining body, a third-class country in a remote town that is not famous, has actually mastered the method of entering the subtle level.

This was enough to set off a storm in Qin Feng's heart, and his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

However, it was the other cadets who were even more uneasy.

Rub rub!

Demon...... The Devil's Mentor even boasted...... Praise people!

Oh my! Is the sky falling?

Why does Qin Feng have the title of Devil Mentor?

A large part of the reason is that since Qin Feng joined the company, he has never praised people!

All the students of the Holy Martial Academy were waste, worthless defects, and still visible defects in his eyes.

Even Bai Bai You and Lan Liushen and the others, the evaluation they got in his mouth was at most one sentence-

"Okay."

I don't know how many students are struggling for the words 'flawed products that can still be seen' and 'Shang Ke' in the mouth of the Great Devil Mentor Qin, but today, he said something unprecedentedly-You are very good.

"Oops! Why are you pinching me! One of them shrank his arms and glared angrily at the person next to him.

"I'll see if I'm dreaming?" The man's eyes were fixed on the front, and he muttered out of shape.

Feng Muge patted the non-existent dust on his body, raised his head, and bent his lips with a smile, like a gentleman who didn't learn or know, "Young Master Ben has always known that I am very good. ”