Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Martial Arts Arena

The art school was originally a merger of several church schools, and this kind of thing was not uncommon in the Celestial Empire, even if the various Taoist temples, temples, and Hades halls were used as schools, it was not one or two. The students were studying in the middle, with a bull's head on the left and a horse on the right, and in front of them was the extremely fierce King Yama, and there were not one or two students who were so frightened that they couldn't sleep.

In comparison, the treatment here is much better. The church schools are only merged, and the churches cannot be demolished - there are still Christian teachers and students in the schools, and they should be rebuilt at most. However, it should be used where it should be used, for example, there is a large open space in front of a small church, which is just used as a martial arts arena......

As for planting the flag, that's real nonsense, in a word, it's a duel. Everyone has their own ability, each has its own destiny, and deserves to die.

Jiang Yi didn't expect Mu Changli to shout such words at all, firstly, Mu Changli was usually smiling and welcoming people, after all, he didn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling face, so the mixed hands of all subjects were quite passable;

And Fang Senluo's experience of sweeping the field last year has already been recorded in detail by the seniors present, in order to warn the juniors and sisters to be careful of the sluts who are tired of Shengke. Fang Senluo is considered to be the most beautiful senior in the ten years of the Disgusting Branch, and he is recognized as the most advanced exploration of the positive application of the many spells of the Disgusting Branch, so this notebook is familiar to everyone in the Imperial Spirit Division, just in case you need to do it head-on.

Therefore, in Jiang Yi's opinion, a sober person like Mu Changli would not dare to take the initiative to find trouble, and he himself was afraid of the departure time, and he didn't really want to find trouble at this time. That's why he took the initiative to stand up and let Mu Changli get out.

But why did Mu Changli, who has always been smiling and welcoming, take the initiative to stir up trouble?

Before Jiang Yi could react in his mind, the classroom was already excited. Jiang Yi is the one who takes the lead, and if they want to think about the collective, they don't need to think about the concept of the collective. Besides, others don't know, don't the people of the Imperial Spirit Department still know? The little beauty of this level, Liuli, has been leaving her brother for a long time, and the brothers have long wanted to beat him! Several impatient boys have even jumped on the table: "Jiang Tou'er, fight with him!"

"Isn't it just planting a flag? The east wind blows, the drums of war are beating, who is afraid of whom in the world?"

There was even one who ran in front of Mu Changli, pointed to his nose and shouted, "Do you still need Jiang Tou'er?" I'll come with you, father and son bureau, do you dare?"

Mu Changli immediately put on a disgusted face: "Do you still want to take advantage of Lanfu?

"You ......" The man couldn't help but feel angry, and just wanted to continue talking, but was suppressed by Jiang Yi.

"You can't, don't use it if you don't know how to use B-level spells. "Jiang Yi still has at least some eyesight, although there is little news about the outside world, but Mu Changli, the leader of the Disgusting Branch, can't say anything about the second-level spells. Although the level of the spell can only represent the difficulty of learning and the strength of the effect, the B-level spell may not necessarily be better than the C-level spell, but at least Mu Changli's basic strength is still there, and he can't even go up the B-level spell except for being embarrassed.

"In this way, we are in a hurry to go to Shengsi. Although it is a chartered car, the time should not be delayed for too long. It's enough to beat me and you, and when you're done, you'll get out, how about it?"

Jiang Yi came up with a plan after careful consideration, and it is not news that he is tired of Shengke's tricks. In case the result of a fight is vague, it is not impossible for the other party to say that the loser is a winner by lip service - this thing is not only done by Shengke, but also by a lot of them, and there are beasts who occupy the laboratory department who follow to spread rumors, as if they are tired of Shengke.

As a result, Mu Changli rolled his eyes, and his eyes turned white: "If you don't roll, what will I do if I win?"

"You ......" This time it was Jiang Yi's turn to be so angry that he couldn't speak, and finally had to point to the door of the classroom fiercely, "Get up!"

"Don't get up!" Mu Changli simply leaned on Mei Lanfu.

"You said you went to the chapel to duel, but you didn't get up?"

"Hey, say it earlier!" Mu Changli rushed to the first row of the classroom with a dodge, and beckoned to Mei Lanfu, "Lanfu, come-you see that you have been grinding for a long time, and in the end you are not going to go to the chapel with me to plant a flag?"

Who the hell is struggling!, the whole classroom roared in their hearts.

Mu Changli took Mei Lanfu in front, followed by a large number of people who were pressed by Hei, and everyone carried luggage on their backs, which made everyone look sideways at everyone along the way. So it didn't take long for at least half of the school to know that Mu Changli, who was in the second year of the Disgusted Victory Section, was going to pick the second grade of the Imperial Spirit Sect......

A group of people rushed to the martial arts arena in a hurry, and specially invited Chen Fuli, a visiting professor of the Department of Etiquette and Law, from the small church to be the referee. The referee is neither disgusting nor royal, at least on the surface, it is still fair. The two sides stood on one side of the arena and began to prepare for a duel.

Jiang Yi took out a short wooden stick engraved with sigils on all sides, which was his magic weapon. This stick, commonly known as the ruler, is made of mahogany. Because Jiang Yi had officially learned the spells in the "Shangqing Tianpeng Demon Suppression Dafa", the magic ruler he used had been changed to the style of the Tianpeng ruler, and the name of Tianpeng Zhenjun was engraved on it.

As for Mu Changli, he had already run to the sidelines and squatted. The 2044 pests don't know when they have all arrived, and a group of people have prepared the table account books and opened the handicap on the spot: Mu Changli pays two to one, Jiang Yi pays one to five, big gambling is pleasant, small gambling hurts, welcome students to bet enthusiastically......

"I said you are a bit of a flag planter?" Even Jiang Yi, the opponent, was a little speechless. In his mind, such a formal thing as a duel is still a fighting method, and the two sides should take a good time to recuperate, and then use their own means to have a vivid duel. As a result, Mu Changli was fine, ran to the sidelines to watch the plate with others, and explained the fortunes of the players on both sides today with Zhang Huotian, looking like Wong Tai Sin at the entrance of the vegetable market......

"What's the hurry? The time for warm-up preparation has not yet arrived, the emperor is really not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry!" Mu Changli gave him another roll of his eyes, and then continued to persuade others to bet.

Jiang Yi was really provoked at this moment, who is the emperor and who is the eunuch? When the duel is over, he is not allowed to leave if he doesn't say this clearly!

After tossing for a long time, the martial arts arena was about to be turned into a vegetable market. Professor Chen Fuli hurriedly shouted to stop when he was stuck in time, and a group of people finally stopped. Mu Changli and Jiang Yi stood on both sides of the martial arts arena, ten meters apart.

"You're both ready, right?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Chen Fuli took out a silver dinner knife and slashed at the middle of the field, and a red light flashed between the two.

"Let's go!"