The ninth squad of warriors relied on the large number of people, and said to the all-powerful squad with disdain: "Come on! Scum, we want you to strike first. ”

The little fat man stood up and smiled sinisterly, "I'm going to kill you, rush!" ”

A strange scene happened, the little fat man held a mop and rushed to the ninth squad of fighters by himself.

"Hahaha." The people of the ninth class of warriors laughed.

The little fat man is fat, and he limps when he runs, not to mention how funny it is.

When the people in the all-round class saw the little fat man rushing up, they stiffened their heads, picked up the chairs, mops, brooms and other weapons in their hands, screamed, and launched a charge.

When the little fat man was about to run ten meters away from the ninth class camp, he suddenly slipped and fell forward.

The little fat man fell, and the people in the all-round class hurriedly braked and almost stepped on the little fat man who pounced.

When the little fat man fell, the mop in his hand flew out, and the small bottle flew out at the same time.

The people of the ninth class of the warriors leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and the tall man led by him slapped the mop and laughed: "Little Fat, I can't walk steadily, and I still want to fight with us!" I advise you to fuck off! Be careful that we beat your out. ”

Emperor Jitian and Little Fat Man smiled at the same time, and the thumb-sized bottle flew into the crowd of the ninth class of warriors, falling to the ground and falling to pieces.

White powder was splattered everywhere, and almost every member of the warrior squad was contaminated with white powder.

Emperor Ji Tian said darkly: "The all-round class, it's really not a group of simple guys, this little fat man actually used this method to poison, it's just unaware!" ”

The little fat man stood up and said with a smile: "Your end has come, brothers, beat them." ”

The little fat man waved his hand domineeringly, and his fighting spirit burst out, and he rushed forward with his fists clenched.

The people of the ninth class of fighters were still laughing wildly, and when the fist of the little fat man was getting closer and closer, the people of the ninth class of fighters finally had problems.

The itch was unbearable, and under the itch, it had affected their movements, and the little fat man rushed up and punched the tall man in the face.

The tall man has a strange itch on his body, and he has completely lost his ability to fight, and he can only be abused by the little fat man.

The little fat man grabbed the tall man by the collar and slammed his knee between the tall man's legs.

The tall man instantly let out a scream like killing a pig, and the emperor also jumped, this little fat man is also vicious enough, this cut off the son and grandson move, it is so skilled, it seems that it is not less.

The people watching the battle in the audience were dumbfounded, the tall man is the strength of the emperor-level one-star, and the little fat man is just the late stage of the saint-level, so he beat the tall man like this.

The bastards of the all-round squad were all people who fell into the well with stones and others, and when they saw the situation, they immediately sped up and rushed up to say hello, so that all the soldiers of the ninth squad of the warriors were lying on the ground and wailing.

The most fierce is still the little bald head, and every time he shoots, he punches someone else's eye socket.

"Aren't you arrogant? So many people beat me, now it's not cool, get up and beat your grandfather! ”

The little bald head is playing and taunting.

was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, seeing that it was almost over, the emperor killed the heavens and said: "The victory and defeat have been divided, stop!" ”

The all-round class stopped, and the onlookers in the audience didn't know what was going on today, and more than ten people could beat more than a hundred people.

The news of the beating of the ninth class of the warrior was quickly sent to the ears of the instructor of the ninth class by the people who were friends with the ninth class of the warrior.

The head teacher of the ninth class of the warrior who came in a hurry, with triangular eyes and two mustaches, is a bit like a turtle prime minister.

As soon as the all-around class stopped, the head teacher of the mustache came, looking at the tumbling and wailing students on the arena, the mustache roared angrily: "The waste of the all-round class, what have you done to my ninth class students?" ”

The mustache carried a huge big sword, landed on the arena, checked the body of the students of the ninth class of warriors, and when they saw the arrival of the mustache, the people of the ninth class of the warriors wept bitterly.

"O Mentor! The garbage in the all-round class must have done something to us, and we are itching all over our bodies now. ”

"Mentor, as soon as you want to seek justice for us, these people are so despicable, a challenge, and they actually killed them."

The mustachioed warrior class 9 instructor watched as the students of class 9 scratched their skin, and blood stains came out.

Instructor Mustache pulled out his giant sword and pointed it directly at the eleven members of the all-round class, "You despicable villains, you have actually poisoned you. ”

The mustache couldn't see at a glance the problem of the trainees of the ninth class of the warriors, it was poisoned, and the red spots on the skin were the best proof.

Emperor Killing Tianfei got on the arena and stood in front of the students in the all-round class, the corners of his mouth curled: "You are a despicable villain, are you insulting the students?" People fight fairly, you scold people, I think you old fart is underfucked! ”

Tough, too strong! The people in the all-round class suddenly felt that this black hand tutor was simply too handsome, and he scolded people in such style.

"Who are you, old bastard? Is it still fair that the all-round class is poisoned? ”

Although the mustache was angry, he didn't dare to curse again, and he couldn't carry the charge of insulting the students.

Emperor Jitian said arrogantly: "Your uncle and I are the all-round class tutor, you miscellaneous turtle shell, insulting my students, if you don't give me an explanation today, your mother who will beat you doesn't know you." ”

The reason why Emperor Jitian is so arrogant is because the mentor of this warrior class 9 is an emperor-level six-star fighting warrior, and Emperor Jitian is not an opponent at all.

Afraid that the mustache would do it to himself, the emperor took out an arrogant momentum, and looked like I was very powerful, and directly scared the mustache.

This trick really worked, and the mustache was really a little afraid that the arrogant old man in front of him would deliberately hide his strength and want to beat him.

As a tutor, Mustache was beaten in front of his students, wouldn't it be undignified, and Mustache didn't dare to risk provoking the emperor who thundered and rained.

But the mustache will not admit it easily, otherwise it will be even more embarrassing.

"Look at the students in your class, challenge the poisoning, you should give me an explanation, otherwise I won't let you go easily."

The mustache's tone was obviously weaker, and the emperor pulled the little bald head over, pointed to the injury on the little bald head's face, and said: "Look at your warrior class nine, beating my cute little genius bald head like this, they are all despicable people in the ninth class of warriors, and if they can't beat the challenge, they will come up in a group to beat them, this is a good thing that your students did, today your warrior class nine must apologize, and you have to pay for the cost of soup and medicine, mental damage, recuperation, and pain." ”

"As for the poisoning of the all-round class, I think everyone who is present again knows that the all-round class is full of talents, and there happens to be a poisoner who poisoned him."

"Before the challenge opened, I said that both sides can use any skills that belong to them, and the warrior class 9 agreed."

The mustache is about to be angry, no matter how stupid he is, he understands that this warrior class 9 is calculated, and he can only suffer dumb losses.