readx;?Song Ming carried Zhang Beiming like this, threw his body to the side casually, looked around, and swaggered away:

"Since I said that I have no grievances with you, and I will spare your life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info look

Zhang Beiming fell to the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, not only was he defeated today, but he failed to avenge his younger brother, but he was also humiliated, and he lost face to Qianjindao, embarrassed in front of his girlfriend, and was poured into countless pretending quotations by his opponent in his ears, even if he finally won the ten championships, the direct disciple is afraid that it will be slim.

Thinking like this, Zhang Beiming rose up angrily, held his cervical vertebrae, drew his sword in an instant, and slashed at Song Ming with a sword.

He once again underestimated Songming, and underestimated the number and experience of Songming watching domestic TV series.

This kind of plot Song Ming had long been familiar with by heart, turned around in advance to avoid the sword blade, followed with his right fist, and smashed a punch on Zhang Beiming's face.

The fist came down from top to bottom, drawing a wonderful arc in the air, knocking his entire head to the ground with a punch, and his body was connected to his head, and he slowly "floated" down.

Song Ming couldn't hold back anymore, followed with his left hand, grabbed Zhang Beiming's right shoulder holding the sword, and unloaded his right arm.

This is not over, and then a new pretending quote is poured into his ears:

"When you want to raise your sword and cut someone, it's best to be aware of breaking your arm first."

Because the scene was too bloody and beyond the scope of children's inappropriateness, the live broadcast signal was once cut off, causing the audience to complain.

Song Ming lifted Zhang Beiming's right arm, didn't even look at it, and threw it casually to the medical team, and then took out a grass root from his arms, and put it into his mouth quietly, his face was as tender as water, mixed with an unprecedented high force:

"From a personal point of view, life is more important than face."

Zhang Beiming almost collapsed, and screamed hysterically:

"You dare to kill me? I'm the number one candidate for the next direct disciple. ”

Song Ming smiled with a smile:

"Can you stop teasing? You're a cripple who can't even beat a person from the zero rank of Kaiyuan..."

Although Zhang Beiming was hysterical, his body language was only trembling:

"Kill me, you think you can live?"

Song Ming's face was cold:

"That's after you die."

Song Ming's cold words made Zhang Beiming instantly come back to his senses, so he had to grit his teeth and admit defeat, and then staggered to the medical team - if the operation was done in time, his right arm would probably be able to be recovered.

Zhang Cuishan hurriedly ran over to help her, but he shook his hand and pushed her away:

"It's over."

……

The crowd was dumbfounded at first, but finally came to their senses, and gradually evolved into scolding, and the people's grievances were boiling:

"Brute!"

"Monster!"

"No way, it must be a robot! It must be a robot from the Knight Academy! ”

"Dismantle his battery!"

"Take it for dissection!"

Songming turned a deaf ear.

Those who have the courage to beep, but have no courage to stand up, are mostly cowards.

Life is precious, time is even more expensive, where does Song Ming have the time and the heart to take care of the opinions of a group of cowards, only looked up at the dean and the two elders, and saw that they didn't seem to have the intention of immediately punishing him, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

If you think about it carefully, except for the shameless attack on Zhang Ruifeng before the start of the game, although the other attacks seem to be bloody, almost all of them have been spared, and they have not been fatal.

Thinking like this, he chewed on the grass roots and calmly walked out of the arena.

Zhong Zhide, who was not far away, saw that the dean and the elder had no opinion, his face finally showed a slight joy, and he walked over and patted Song Ming's shoulder, although he didn't say anything, but it was full of approval.

This is the first time in Song Ming's life that he has received the praise of the teacher, although this Teacher Zhong has some meaning of grass on the wall, but he is a teacher after all, and his praise at this moment, at least it seems to be sincere.

So he grinned and showed an innocent smile.

Songming smiled innocently, but some people had bad intentions and forcibly excavated irony from it.

Ten thousand readers naturally have ten thousand Hamlets.

This ill-intentioned "reader" is called-

Jia Renwu!

Jia Renwu, who was originally invincible, as the two core disciples collapsed and sank into the sand, his face had already fallen into the trench, and at this moment, seeing that people's grievances were boiling, and then looking at the faces of the deans and elders, he plucked up his courage and shouted:

"Stop!"

Song Ming turned his head and pointed to his nose in a daze:

"Me?"

Jia Renwu stroked his long beard, and his face was extremely pale*:

"How can you, a disciple who has not yet gathered Dao power, defeat Bei Ming of the Ninth Order of Kaiyuan? Say, are you a robot, are you a spy sent by the Knight Academy, what black technology is hidden in your body? ”

Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan, who had been silent for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward to explain at this moment:

"Uncle Shi, the disciple is Senior Brother Song's roommate, and the disciple can prove that he is really just an ordinary person."

"The disciple guarantees with his personality, and Senior Brother Song is just an empty brute force, not a robot."

Jia Renwu snorted coldly, and slapped the two of them to the ground:

"Fuck off! Everyman? When I'm blind? You kind of garbage, do you also have the ability to vouch? ”

Seeing this, Ye Lan's face was slightly cold, and he stepped forward and clasped his fists:

"Uncle Jia, Song Ming is the cousin of his nephew who grew up together, and his nephew can prove that he is by no means a robot, and he has not used any black technology."

The samurai academy is a very respectful organization, and there are rules that no matter whether the teacher is right or wrong, he has the right to do it first; If a disciple has any objections, he can report them to the Discipline Hall afterwards; If a disciple speaks back to his face or even does it, the teacher will have the power to carry out any punishment other than lethal punishment, and the disciple will face extremely severe punishment afterwards.

The Samurai Academy was also a powerful organization, second only to the Shogun's Mansion in the dungeons, and much higher in status than the declining imperial family.

Based on these two points, Jia Renwu looked at the dean and the elders again, and then his face turned cold and waved his hand.

I saw that on the iron plate, several iron vines suddenly appeared, and the iron vines snakeed up one by one, binding Ye Lan tightly, making him unable to move.

Jia Renwu walked over slowly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed Ye Lan's neck with one hand:

"The simulation path itself is black technology! Don't think that if you're famous now, or if you're a princess, it means that what you say has weight, how can you believe what you say when you live in the same room with a man? The righteousness of the dignified samurai academy has been corrupted by your merry ways. ”

The scene froze suddenly.

The dean and the two elders were silent; Zhong Zhide looked at the dean's attitude, suppressed his anger, and did not attack immediately; Qi Yu's face was full of sadness and shook his head, but he was still full of elegance and handsomeness; Qi Ming looked like he was watching the play, and laughed out loud unexpectedly.

Songming, who was left to dry, turned around at this moment.

Looking at the humiliated Ye Lan, and then at the long-bearded and white fat Jia Renwu, Song Ming said politely:

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

―――――――――――――

Preview, Chapter 0094, The Little Prince