As if expected, at the moment when Liu Weiyan punched, Mo Bai turned his footsteps, and the whole person flashed away on one side, his face was indifferent, and even a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, calmly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that such a close-range attack had failed, Liu Weiyan was shocked in his heart, and suddenly became angry, turned his fist into a claw, brought a whirring sound of breaking wind, and grabbed Mo Bai's throat fiercely.

Looking at the son of the prince who came up and was about to be ruthless to himself, Mo Bai's eyes were cold, and he was about to consider whether to teach this gentleman a lesson, but at this moment of haste, he caught a glimpse of a flash of fire, and accurately hit the back of Liu Weiyan's hand.

"Ahh

As the firelight burst out on the back of the hand that was faintly flickering with green wind fighting energy, Liu Weiyan suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled, covering his burned hand, and looked at Paul who was hovering cross-legged on the bed with a hideous face.

"What are you!?"

Paul's expressionless face was reflected in the pupils, Liu Weiyan's eyes were gradually covered with bloodshots, his pale face was flushed, his forehead was bruised, and he was trembling with anger.

"You're going too far. ”

Paul's face was perpetually indifferent, his words were very concise, and his voice was not loud, he slowly fell to the ground, stepped forward a few steps, and protected Mo Bai behind his back.

Mo Bai is a child of a civilian family, unlike others, who have been trained in fighting souls since he was a child, and his strength is not a secret in the academy without thinking about it. As a roommate and friend, Paul naturally doesn't want to watch others bully him.

"Paul ......"

Mo Bai's expression softened slightly, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, although with his strength, he didn't need to let others stand up for him, but this feeling that someone was willing to stand up for himself was very good.

"You're looking for death!"

Liu Weiyan almost crushed a mouthful of teeth, and swung a fist at Paul, who did not change his face, but he also shot back with a strong punch.

After a muffled sound of skin and flesh contact, the two of them each took a few steps back, and their strength was around level seven, Paul's fighting spirit was a dragon phoenix, and what appeared behind Liu Weiyan was the phantom of the storm wing dragon, which was also a nine-star level fighting soul, which was about the same. However, compared to Paul of the fire system, Liu Weiyan, who is good at speed in the wind system, does not have an advantage in strength, and he has taken half a step back compared to Paul.

"Whatever you see, give it to me!"

Stamped his feet angrily, Liu Weiyan turned his head abruptly and shouted angrily at the three roommates.

"Haha, Brother Weiyan, you're deflated. ”

A tall, thin, thin, slender-haired young man teasingly stepped forward.

"I'm sorry, the two cuties of 1996. ”

The round, flat-nosed fat man also stepped forward with a sneer, clenching his fists with a clattering sound.

"Weiyan, help you fight, remember to treat you at night. ”

The rest of the skinny little freckle boy also laughed maliciously, and a trace of green light flashed on his body, "Let's go together, I will bless you with the talent skill 'Extreme Speed', which will increase your speed by two percent!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Weiyan and the other three also lit up with a similar green light.

"Who...... How dare he do anything in our dorm!?"

Seeing that the four of them stepped forward, and even Mo Bai was ready to make a move, at this moment, a rude voice came from afar, and the four of them were slightly stunned, and the fat man standing behind him withdrew from the bedroom and stretched his neck to see, it was a swarthy boy with curly hair and a little man with purple hair, drunkenly shaking their bodies, supporting each other, and staggering.

"Is that him?"

Although the purple-haired Fu David can't attract the attention of the fat man, Nalan Jun should not be underestimated, the tiger body was shocked, and he hurriedly said to Liu Weiyan: "Hey, Weiyan, that eighth-level Nalan Jun is back." ”

"Nalan Jun?"

As soon as he heard this name, Liu Weiyan's face suddenly changed, the fact that this high-profile guy is an eighth-level fighter has long been known, in the first year of all freshmen whose strength is generally at the seventh-level level, it is rare to be able to reach the eighth level, Liu Weiyan originally specially picked the occasion when he was not there to come to the door to find trouble with the Extreme Realm Fighting Soul, who knew that Nalan Jun, who had been crazy outside until late some time ago, came back so early today.

What made Liu Weiyan lose his fighting spirit in an instant was not only Nalan Jun's eighth-level strength, but also because he was afraid of the other party's background.

He is the son of the prince of the Star Empire, although his status is noble, but the other party is the son of the king of Southern Xinjiang, and the gap between their backgrounds is more than a star and a half.

The drunken Nalan Jun hooked David Fu's neck and walked into the bedroom, his eyes were like cheetahs, and he swept coldly over the four of Liu Weiyan on both sides, and the height advantage was well reflected at this moment, and the angle above them made him already declare victory in the silent battle in terms of momentum.

"What, while I'm not here, you want to bully me Luha?"

Nalan Jun's eyes were fixed on Liu Weiyan, he knew that in the other party's bedroom, the son of the prince of the Star Language Empire was the boss, so he naturally targeted him as soon as possible.

"I'm just looking for an Extreme Realm Fighting Spirit challenge to test my depth. ”

Liu Weiyan didn't dare to look at those sharp eyes, and said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xiaobai is covered by me, if you want to move him, you have to pass me first. ”

Looking contemptuously at Liu Weiyan, who had already put the fighting spirit into his body from the bottom up, Nalan Jun burped heavily at the face of the melon seeds that was still flushed, and then smiled drunkenly: "Come on, there is a kind, knock me down, and then find trouble with our family, the little white brother of the family......"

The warm smell of wine on his face made Liu Weiyan frown, and he was annoyed in his heart, secretly saying How could I beat you to an eighth-level one, his eyes flickered, so he had to look at Mo Bai, who was always very calm on the side, gritted his teeth and said, "You will only hide behind others?"

Mo Bai shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, witty as he was, how could he be in such a low-level agitation method.

"Hey, hey, hey, dear son of the prince, don't forget, the person talking to you is me, Nalan Jun. ”

Nalan Jun showed a trace of displeasure on his face, reached out and pinched Liu Weiyan's hot emaciated face, and leaned to his side, "Please don't get distracted, okay, this is a very impolite behavior." ”

"Let go!" Liu Weiyan frowned, reached out and opened Nalan Jun's hand, "What's the matter with you Nalan Jun?"

"I'm just nosy, what do you want?

Nalan Jun laughed scoundrelly, this attitude of "what can you do with me" was very inadequate, so that Liu Weiyan couldn't wait to press the nasty guy in front of him to the ground and beat him hard at the first time, his drooping hands were clenched tightly, and he trembled slightly.

Considering that the imaginary scene was unrealistic, Liu Weiyan had no choice but to glare at Mo Bai unwillingly, and turned away angrily.

When passing through the entrance, he turned his head slightly, and did not forget to say a cruel word to Mo Bai: "Mo Bai, there are seeds, participate in the seed selection competition, and when the time comes, the winner will be fair and fair." ”