Chapter 122: Who the Hell Is Struggling?

[Recently, there have been a lot of reminders...... By the way, who told you that you must explode more when you put it on the shelves (manual funny)]

"Shhh...... What kind of strength is this? ”

Looking at an unlucky guy next to him who was unfortunately hit by a pillow thrown by the freshman and instantly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, Sakura Manji swallowed lightly in his throat, if he was hit like this, it was estimated that he would be finished. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It seems that the biggest threat is not the heavily armed freshman." Chao Shenya wiped his chin, "Are those 6 girls all subordinates of this new student?" ”

"I don't think now is the time to think about it, do you?" As soon as the words fell, another piercing sound sounded in Sakura Manji's ears, and before he could react, a white object was already whistling and grazing his ears and flew over.

"Knock ......" The white object accurately smashed on the body of an old student behind Sakura Manji, and then there was a 'poof' sound, and the old student didn't even have time to scream and lay on his back on the ground.

"If we continue to be stunned like this, we will really be named and killed by the 6 freshmen on the other side!"

I have to say that the quality of the old students is higher than that of the new students, and after the initial shock, basically everyone reacted quickly, and then made the most correct judgment for the current situation.

Since most of the 'transformation' pillows in their hands had already been thrown out in the first salvo, most of the old students were now in a 'defenseless' state, and if they wanted to get their weapons back, they had to rush to the opposite group of new students.

On the other hand, on the side of the new students, in the bombing of the opening of the 'reform' pillows of the old students, at least more than half of the students were injured, and at a glance there were people curled up in a ball and moaning or lying directly on the ground as 'corpses', the scene was simply miserable.

"This is exactly the rhythm of the peasant army and the regular army!"

Looking at the surrounding freshmen who were not injured, but stood stupidly in place like puppets with broken strings, Wen Qing couldn't help but curse badly, if it goes on like this, it will really become a situation where 6 of them pick the entire old student grade.

To fight with so many people at one time, Wen Qing was really a little frightened in his heart, although his equipment was good enough, but he couldn't stand the number of people on the other side, not to mention anything else, ten people came to put him down and then stacked Arhats, he really didn't have any tricks at all.

"What are you still stunned about!? Fight back! Wen Qing felt like he was playing LOL with a group of elementary school students picking their feet, no, the primary school students at least had some operation, this group of people was hanging up and giving people heads!

Wen Qing's shout had a bit of an effect, and the few freshmen around him who were still alive blinked, and they successfully evolved from sluggishness to a state of just waking up, but if you want them to resist, forget it, this kind of person is still used as a meat shield.

Just as he was thinking about how to gather this group of scattered freshmen together, several shouts pulled him back to reality, only to see the senior group that was originally standing opposite suddenly rushed towards the freshmen.

"Damn, it's really coming......"

"When did your academy start recruiting waste?" Looking at the freshmen of the academy who were dizzy by a rain of pillows from the old students on the big screen, Hank turned his head in surprise to look at the dean who was moving his old arms and legs on the side, "It has been decided that your academy has become a garbage concentration camp?" ”

"You've been turned into a garbage camp by the top." The dean replied angrily, "These freshmen are all recruited from civilians, and they are more than a star and a half worse than the children of military families or the cadets from military selection personnel in the previous class. ”

"Then why start with civilians?" Hank clasped his hands and shoulders and looked at Wen Qing, who was about to collide with the old crowd on the screen, "It's not that I look down on those civilians, their quality is really not on the same level as soldiers or children of military families." ”

"Don't forget, we also climbed up from civilians, and even your little apprentice is now a civilian." The dean glanced at Hank, "Moreover, the education of this group of freshmen is completely different from the past, they will learn a new mode of warfare, and there will also be new job arrangements." ”

"Brand new?" Hearing this word, Hank suddenly frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm sorry, it's confidential," the dean shrugged, "and it's top secret, if I dare to say a word, I guess the person sitting in this position tomorrow will no longer be me." ”

"So serious?"

"Of course, let's continue to look at your little apprentice, this kid has performed well so far."

"Hmph, I don't see whose apprentice it is." Hank snorted and returned his attention to the big screen.

At the same time, ten steps away from Wen Qing, a dead fat man holding a pillow that was obviously one size bigger was rushing straight towards him while shouting slogans he didn't understand.

"You're eyeing me, aren't you?"

Looking at the fat man's staring gaze, Wen Qing sneered, he was definitely not as good as this dead fat man, and the larger pillow in the other party's hand was obviously stuffed with more things than himself.

If you use your own pillow to fight hard with the other party, most of the end will be your own pillow bursting, and then you will be covered by the other party's pillow.

It's just that the loopholes in this pillow war event are not only the ones that can be stuffed into the pillow.

"Look at the move!" Under the shocked gaze of the dead fat man, Wen Qing threw the pillow in his hand towards the other party.

"What's this?" Looking at the pillow flying straight towards him, a few big question marks suddenly appeared on Arita Chunxue's head, he was so close to him, how could he still use the pillow to himself?

"No matter, maybe I'm scared silly!" Thinking of this, a smug look suddenly crossed Arita Haruki's eyes, if he could put this freshman down, Kuryukihime and the others might be impressed with themselves.

"For the sake of my happiness, I have to grieve you, a newcomer!" I saw Arita Chunxue slam the pillow in her hand, and the smaller pillow thrown by Wen Qing flew out easily.

"Stop struggling!" Looking at the pillow that flew out, Haruyuki Arita shouted excitedly.

Just as he shifted his gaze from the pillow back to his face, Wen Qing, who was originally standing in front of him, had disappeared, and was replaced by a fist that was rapidly enlarged.

"Dead fat boy, don't be the one who struggles anymore!"