Chapter 128: Group Picking
Everyone was in an uproar again, such an arrogant declaration was simply overbearing, and Hua Kai Youyu didn't know what her Shishen wanted to do, didn't this forcibly pull hatred? It was already very unpopular, and now it was even more of a rhythm to be the enemy of the entire grade, but a feeling of being protected suddenly rose in my heart, and the high back almost blocked the sun, but it also blocked the sight of those people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The momentum of the lower rank, but to be able to summon this kind of evil ghost, could it be that the flower blooming elm summoned another spirit summoner? This is really terrifying. ā
The teachers on the playground whispered, all with incredible looks.
This is not scientific at all! Isn't it nonsense that the Soul Caller has summoned another Spirit Caller? That's the equivalent of two Spirit Callers.
"It's strange, but as a god, I don't have the consciousness of being summoned at all, so maybe I'm also a soul caller, so I have such an attitude. ā
The teachers around nodded their heads, and they all heard what the young man said to the blossoming elm.
One of the respected teachers pondered and said, "This situation is by no means ordinary, it seems that it is necessary to tell the lord of the mansion, and the people of the Hua Kai family must also be notified." ā
"Well, what about now, those kids are going to kill the young man, I'm afraid they'll get hurt. ā
"It doesn't matter. ā
"But ......"
"Don't worry, that young man just wants to stand out for the flowers, and he won't be heavy-handed, because of the contract, this is a subconscious act of protecting the master, although he doesn't say it, but the body is still very honest, and they challenge, so they naturally have to be prepared for injury. The teacher said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the students outside the playground were angry because of Xia Qingshui's words, and only a few of them maintained a calm appearance.
"I!@„„#%"
"Fuck me!
"Made!"
However, although the scolding was fierce, few dared to stand up, because the tomb ghost put a lot of pressure on them, and such a behemoth, if it was hit by the tombstone in his hand, it might be shattered.
And Xia Qingshui drooped his eyelids, and he didn't care about the scolding of those people, he was very hopeful that someone wouldn't have long eyes to hit the muzzle of his gun, because the anger hidden in his heart was very strong, and he was eager to vent it, probably because of the influence of the blossoming elm, and the hatred that had been suppressed was re-sprouted.
Be sure to kill Ao Prison!
"Cut, no one dares to do it. He scoffed.
"Don't underestimate people!" a voice came from the crowd, and the area was instantly empty, leaving only a boy with a big sword on his back, who clenched his fists and looked angry, obviously irritated.
"It's the willow mountain of ten houses. "It seems that a lot of people know him.
Xia Qingshui glanced at him, not surprised, looking at his appearance, he knew that he was the kind of person with a very straight personality, naturally he couldn't stand the slightest anger, he was provoked, and it was commendable to dare to jump out, but whether he had a brain or not is another matter.
The strength of his human form is Xiao Sanyuan, which can be said to crush everyone present, but the premise is that there are not too many people, if it is besieged by thousands of people together, he may not be able to support it for a second, but this is the Onmyoji Academy, they are all a group of milky little children, who have not experienced the sinister of the outside world, and must still have a gentleman's sense of justice, and disdain to attack them in groups.
And the so-called establishment of prestige, of course, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss, the emotions of the flower blossom elm because of the relationship of the contract, he empathizes, wants to really break this kind of magic barrier, only continue to defeat those who mock, stand in the end, all contempt is in vain, when the gap between the two strength is only a little, others will treat you as an enemy or competitor, and the gap between the two strength is a lot, others will envy you, and even jealous of you, and when this gap is out of reach, then the only thing left is admiration, this is the academic style.
"Report your name. That Liu Shan pulled out the big sword from his back and stared at Xia Qingshui's eyes and said.
However, the latter didn't look at him, but glanced around, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I only accept the challenge once, because I don't have time to play with you, so I finally give twenty seconds, and the unhappy people come to the middle." ā
"Don't go too far!" said Liu Shan angrily.
"Nineteen. ā
"Eighteen. ā
"Well, since you said so, I'd better be respectful. On the other side, someone walked out.
"Li Qiu of the Seven Houses. ā
"I'll do it too!"
"It's twenty-eight and hundred. ā
People kept coming out, and for every one who came out, there would be other students who would name them, and they would be as popular as celebrities, and everyone would cheer and applaud for those who came forward.
There were sixteen people in total, and no one continued to come out after that.
Among these students, Liu Shan, who was the first to come out, opened his mouth and said to the others: "It's enough for me alone, you guys are watching from the side." ā
"Don't be funny, you don't even see the strength of the other party, and it's enough for one person to talk big, I think you can't even solve that evil ghost. Someone replied.
"Damn, you're watching!"
Liu Shan held the big sword and rushed towards Xia Qingshui, who shook Chibon Sakura and said, "This is the beginning, right?"
He jumped off the tombstone, and the tomb ghost rushed towards Liu Shan, and the posture was the same as Xia Qingshui's direct performance of the tomb ghost, this power made Liu Shan's face pale, the tombstone rotated 360 degrees, and pumped towards the latter with overwhelming momentum, and Liu Shan had already regretted that he shouldn't be in such a hurry, thinking that the speed of the demon's bloated body should not be fast, but things were unexpected, just on the string, he had to send, he raised his giant sword and faced the tombstone.
"Boom!" Liu Shan's whole person was slapped out.
At the same time, Xia Qingshui had already unknowingly burrowed into the other fifteen people, and two of them had already curled up and fell to the ground like shrimp before they could react.
"Don't be careless!" someone shouted.
Everyone's hearts sank, and they put away their contempt.
Among the dozen or so people, that Bai Qianye was a spirit summoner, and at this time he was urging the spirit summoning array, but a knife light flashed in front of him, followed by a pain on his face, and a warm liquid flowed down, and at the same time, the wound seemed to be burned by a flame, which really added fuel to the fire, and the pain was magnified several times.
"Ahh
Seeing that his master was injured, the angry broom god swept away, and the violent wind hung towards Xia Qingshui, but the latter was very flexible, but some of the students were affected, and two of them had their clothes torn because of the wind blades entrained in the strong wind, but the wind blades were actually very few, only about four.
"Hiss!" Many people in the crowd of onlookers gasped, because Xia Qingshui had already solved seven people at this time, and the tomb ghost had also slapped six people, this kind of overwhelming offensive was simply dizzying, but the deepest reason was that the strength gap was too large, and the second-grade students were all inferior second-grade, and in the face of a subordinate first-grade, if there was no cooperation, there was really no chance of winning at all.
There are three people left.
One is a hundred migrations who have a style god, one is a martial arts onmyoji with a more flexible body, and the other is a bland girl.
Did this person just show up?
It's like a small transparent existence, but it stands at the end.