Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Bald Kang, Ling Qin, Cai Xin, Meng Lan...... Familiar with this lazy voice, the high hanging heart was put down.

In their hearts, Ling Feng is undoubtedly a miracle, an omnipotent myth.

Now that Ling Feng appeared in the square, any problem would be solved.

So everyone turned their faces away with excitement, but when they saw the person who came with unkempt silver hair, covering half of his face, a slightly stiff back, and a white dress that was dirty and stained with dirt, a strange feeling surfaced in his heart.

They all knew clearly that the silver-haired young man in front of them was Ling Feng, but why was Ling Feng's hair gray and lifeless.

Cai Xin immediately knew that Ling Feng was heartbroken because of Ling Xue's life and death, and he was too sad, so he turned white overnight, so tears rolled in his eyes and rushed towards Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Like a bird, she threw herself into Ling Feng's arms and sobbed.

"Isn't it just that I changed my hairstyle before going out, so why make a fuss?"

Ling Feng hugged Cai Xin into his arms, patted her trembling shoulder, and comforted her.

"You're Ling Feng? That waste with no road marks in the wheel of life? Do you think you can walk sideways if you're dressed up?"

Seeing Caixin leaning in Ling Feng's arms, with a touch of sweetness hooked at the corner of his mouth, Yang Wei's Danfeng eyes burst out with resentment, and he said with a smile: "Let go of your dog's paws, Caixin girl is also something that a waste like you can touch?"

"Uncle, my paws are going to be on Cai Xin's shoulder. What do you want to do?"

Ling Feng raised his head, and with a clasp of his strong wrist, he hugged Cai Xin very tightly.

Snuggled into Ling Feng's arms. Cai Xin felt a burst of warmth, and at the same time, his forehead was full of black lines, how could anyone compare their hands to claws, only a person like Ling Feng could say it.

"Then the young master stomped on your hand. ”

A cold light flashed in Yang Wei's eyes, and a soft sword in his hand, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, swept towards Ling Feng's front door.

Ling Feng didn't raise his head. Flip your palm and grab it forward. The soft sword was directly kneaded into a mess by Ling Feng's strong body and thrown to the ground.

Yang Wei's eyes immediately burst out, and his eyes were completely unconfident.

This spirit snake sword of his own is a medium-grade yuan weapon, why was it pinched into a twist by Ling Feng like pinching mud all of a sudden?

Some other classes. The freshmen who were waiting for the assessment also gasped when they saw this scene.

"Palm. ”

Just when Yang Wei was stunned, Ling Feng shook his hand, and his cuffs brought up a lot of energy, stirring up his silver white hair, revealing a hideous color.

Listening to the crisp sound of 'pop', Yang Wei had a bright red five-finger print on his cheek.

"You shit, you dare to hit me?"

Yang Wei's palm stroked his stinging cheeks, and his eyes were full of disbelief. The son of his dignified Dan Academy master, the existence of walking sideways in the academy, was unexpectedly in front of everyone. Beaten?

"Even the waste can pinch you at will, it seems that you are not even as good as the waste. ”

Ling Feng Hang'er fought back: "Before I get angry, uncle, get out of here." ”

"What are you doing all the noise?"

At this moment, the first-level tutor who was in charge of the freshman assessment walked over slowly. His gaze swept over Yang Wei and Ling Feng's group, frowned, and said, "Freshman assessment." It is forbidden to fight privately if it is repeated. Just follow the rules of the college. ”

"Mentor Lu, this is a misunderstanding, and it has been resolved now. ”

In the face of this old first-level tutor, Dong Yu didn't dare to make a mistake, arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will definitely not affect the assessment of new students." ”

"That's fine. ”

Seeing that everyone was interested, Tutor Lu put his hands behind his back, and lightly swept Yang Wei and Ling Feng, and Shi Shiran left.

"Ling Feng, don't think that this matter is over like this, Young Master Ben told you, it's not over, let's see. ”

Yang Wei didn't expect that this Mentor Lu wouldn't even give his father's face, and he wouldn't help himself, so he could only temporarily endure this evil breath, wait out of the Tower of Babel, and then find Ling Feng to recover this blood account.

"Yang Wei, if you want to take revenge, you don't need to get out of the Tower of Babel, there is a chance right now. ”

Dong Yu grabbed Yang Wei, who was about to leave, his eyes were purring, staring at Ling Feng and sneering: "Xiao Qisan, since you just said that you are a waste class, you can take advantage of our elite class, then let's take a gamble?"

"Although Uncle likes gambling very much, he ......"

Ling Feng looked left and right, pretending to be crazy and stupid, and said, "Tutor Menglan is here, I'm just a student, how can I have any decision-making power?" ”

"Whatever Ling Feng says, it's what I mean. ”

Meng Lan stood up for Ling Feng.

Ever since she had seen Ling Feng's incredible methods in the Danmeng, Meng Lan had a blind sense of trust in Ling Feng in her heart, as if any problem in his hands could become incomparably simpler.

In addition, she has had enough of today's evil spirit, and she really wants to use Ling Feng's hand to thwart Dong Yu's arrogance.

"Okay, since Mentor Menglan said so, how do you want to play? ”

Ling Feng didn't care.

"Good. ”

Dong Yu muttered: "Then we will agree, with today's two assessments to compete the total score, which class has the highest score, even if whoever wins." ”

In this competition, Dong Yu has been well thought out.

The reason why he didn't propose the ranking of the single competition was because Ling Feng was too weird, his personal strength was extremely terrifying, and the single ranking might really let him get the top three.

And the total score of the competition collective, there are two levels in total, even if Ling Feng gets a full score in each level?

Dozens of wastes in the waste class will definitely pull down the average score, and even if Ling Feng has monstrous means, he can't turn up the waves against the sky.

"Dong Yu, you just said that you want to make the score of the seventh layer of our class, this can be counted?"

Meng Lan couldn't help but interrupt.

She also thought about it carefully, if Dong Yu didn't let her class score at the seventh level, no matter how good Ling Feng was, what was the use of one person getting a full score?

It's not that the average score will be pulled down by other students with poor grades, and in the end, the ranking of the class brought by me is still the bottom one.

In Meng Lan's thoughts, if Dong Yu agreed to this condition, with the existence of Ling Feng, a freak, she still had a little chance of winning, if she didn't agree, she had no intention of having this meaningless competition.

"Okay, Menglan, for your sake, we will let you score seven layers of the total score, so that you can lose your heart. ”

Dong Yupi said with a smile: "In the same way, it also makes you students' tumors realize that waste is waste, and there is no chance of turning over." ”

"Mentor Menglan, it's just an elite version, why do you need them to concede?"

Ling Feng said disdainfully: "It's not that you don't know Dong Yu's personality, if we win against him in the case of handicap points, he will definitely make irresponsible remarks.

Maybe there will be backtracking, besides, we can't win, don't give up points if you want to compare, a fair competition, our class will use strength to prove, will not be inferior to anyone. ”

Ling Feng's words were loud and sonorous, but everyone who heard them had strange expressions on their faces.

Even Ling Qin, Ling Tian, Xiong Da, and Caixin are the same.

Ling Feng was really too ashamed, didn't he understand that what he was comparing with Dong Yu was the total score of the collective, not the individual ranking?

The collective total score is the score of dozens of people in the class combined.

What if a person's grades are playful?

I can't change the situation!(