The waiting young masters were stunned, their anger at the peak was like a punch in the air, soft and powerless! Secretary Hu on the side was also in a hurry, he was about to dissuade Ling Feng, but suddenly saw Ling Feng stop.

As if it didn't matter at all, Ling Fengtou didn't reply: "In seven days, there will be a new selection event here, and if anyone is interested in proving that they have even a little bit of a place that is better than garbage, just come and try it." Of course, only if your young hearts can withstand the destruction!"

Ling Feng came lightly, and after he came, he casually applied a palm and a sword, plus a harsh reprimand, and then brushed his sleeves and floated away, leaving behind a bunch of angry eyes like swords.

"It's too much!"

I don't know who yelled, this sentence immediately resonated with the young masters present, and someone roared after him: "Damn, what does Lao Tzu care about him Ling Feng, Lao Tzu wants to tear this pretending guy apart!"

"The third child of the Qi family, is it the courage of your old nobles to be ruthless behind the backs of others?"

"What are you talking about?" Qi Laosan glared angrily at the person who dared to laugh at him, only to find that this person was Nie Yu, who had just been blasted out by Ling Feng's sword, and couldn't help but sneer: "Lao Tzu is always a thousand times better than a waste like you who can't even stop someone else's sword!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Nie Yu didn't care about the sarcasm in his words at all: "Anyway, I still have the courage to rush up and try it, it's much better than some people who only feel roaring behind their backs!"

"You-"

"Wouldn't it be better to have the strength to be ruthless, and to slap someone in front of him seven days later?" Hatins spoke, his steely cheeks twitching slightly, and he whispered with a hint of annoyance, "I'm not interested in being trash!"

"Although I never think that you 'rough bastard' can say anything philosophical, I still agree with this statement. On the other side, Saga said slowly: "I have to admit that being scolded as 'garbage' to my face is really not very pleasant!"

Their words sparked a resonance, and the antagonism between all the old and new nobles seemed to disappear in an instant, and all of them turned into anger against Ling Feng! A fierce anger brewed in everyone's hearts, and once it broke out, it would definitely be a thundercloud storm!

Secretary Hu, who had all this in his eyes, suddenly seemed to understand something, and his heart shook wildly: Could it be that just now-

In the dean's room, Qiao Sente could clearly see everything that happened in the "Lionheart Hall" through a screen in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile: "This kid always does something unexpected! Seven days later? Hmm, what kind of selection method does he want after seven days?"

Qiao Qiao beside him held his chin and said with little stars in his eyes: "I didn't expect that Da Mu had such a cool side." ”

"Good girl, how about Grandpa tie this piece of wood to you?" Qiao Sente smiled informally, "so as not to be preempted by other people's girls, our good girl will have nowhere to be annoyed." ”

"Grandpa, you're going to pull your beard again!"

"Don't pull it out, alas, good baby, grandpa has something to do with you. Now go and call your big piece of wood, grandpa should ask him carefully, he can't even look down on the people carefully selected by grandpa, so what kind of people do you want!"

"Well, good. Qiao Qiao completely had a little daughter mentality, and the shame came and went quickly, and she immediately jumped up and down to stop Ling Feng.

Seeing Qiaoqiao's appearance, Qiao Sente couldn't help but show a wry smile: Qiaoqiao, when will you really grow up?

......

"Stinky boy, do you know how much effort it took me to pick out the young man in Lionheart Hall today?" shouted as Qiao Sente blew his beard and glared in the dean's room. In front of him was Ling Feng, who had just been summoned by Qiao Qiao. Qiao Sente was full of anger: "You are a garbage on the left, a fool on the right, even these young people can't look down on you, what kind of master do you want to follow you to participate in the Battle of the Firmament?"

Qiao Qiao on the side covered his mouth and smiled secretly, if he was not familiar with Qiao Sente, it was really easy to be frightened by his angry appearance. In fact, Qiao Qiao knew that Qiao Cent didn't have a trace of anger at all when he saw Ling Feng scolding that group of people from the screen just now.

Knowing Qiao Sente's temperament, Ling Feng naturally wouldn't be afraid, he just smiled gently: "These young people are all masters, out-and-out masters, and they are enough to be in charge of themselves in any place." He was so old-fashioned in his words that he had forgotten that he was not much older than those people, and no one in the audience felt that there was anything wrong with this.

"Then why are you—" Josente was confused, and his angry expression vanished.

"That's your soldiers, and although they are strong, they are not what I want. Ling Feng said softly but firmly: "I want my soldiers, they really belong to me!"

Looking at the divine light that burst out of Ling Feng's eyes, Qiao Sente was startled, and immediately fell into deep thought, silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Joscent pulled out a map from the wall with a "whoosh" and placed it horizontally in front of him: "Here, there are 130,000 enemy troops waiting for you, elite generals, and masters! And you, but only have an army of no more than 1,000 men, what will you do? Or surrender and get the treatment promised by the enemy country that is no less than that of a general; or choose to retreat for the time being, slowly accumulate strength, and wait for the next day to fight again." You—how do you choose?"

Ling Feng looked at the map in front of him, which had already used red and black lines to clearly mark the comparison of forces between the two sides, as well as the geographical environment, etc., it was obvious that this was a battlefield case that Qiao Sente had pondered a long time ago, but at this moment, he took it out to test himself.

Frowning, Ling Feng looked at the side representing the slope of Gaogang, on which his army of less than a thousand people was stationed, and in the flat valley in front of him, the black pressure was full of enemy troops. There seemed to be a scene in front of Ling Feng's eyes: the wind was hunting, the banner was rolling, the soldiers were in plain armor, and the enemy army was like a giant python coiled in a deep valley, waiting for the prey to enter the belly with a big mouth open!

If you fall, you will be prosperous and rich!

Retreat, endure dirt, Xu Tu has a good opportunity!

How to choose?

Qiao Qiao looked at Ling Feng with wide eyes, although she couldn't understand the annotations on the map, she was also very curious, what choice Ling Feng would make?

(Seeing that there are children's shoes questioning the strength in the book review area, let me tell me, about the strength in the article for several stars, mainly referring to the real power and the reserves of true yuan. This does not represent a person's actual combat effectiveness, and factors such as moves should also be taken into account in battle, for example, the protagonist is now a six-star master, but with special exercises, he can hardly shake a nine-star master)

I really didn't want to ask for any more tickets, but I couldn't help it...... Last week, I told the rookie that you should line up to complain about my votes.,Spectacular.,Strive to blow up the starting point complaint version.,As a result, this week was really retributed.,Embarrassment.