Chapter Fifty-Three: A Hand-to-Fight Move

Behind him, Feng Jianqing let out a sound similar to coughing and swallowing, and I turned around, through the blur of tears, to see that the gentle comfort on his face was all gone, replaced by a cruel murderous intent, resolute and cold, full of deep hatred.

He took two steps back and swept towards the white jade stone mirror, where a large number of association mages were still retreating in a chaotic manner.

Feng Susu lost his voice and shouted, "Ah Qing······ !!Come back!

I still knelt on the ground, gritted my teeth and wiped my tears, but the tears still flowed down as if they were broken. I got up and chased in the direction of the stone mirror.

I've got to stop him······ Although I also hate this group of guys who have not achieved enough things and have more than enough failures, if they didn't make trouble, how could someone in Tsing Yi sneak in and kill Fu China!!

But······ But after all, they are my classmates, and they do not sin unto death······

He went so fast that I couldn't catch up.

Feng Jianqing fell on the grass, not far from the last group of guild mages.

They were multitude, but he was alone, and they had a sword, but he was empty-handed.

Feng Jianqing walked towards the crowd step by step, he seemed to be a thousand pounds in every step, but there was no footprint left on the mud floor; he didn't say a word, it was so quiet that he couldn't even hear the sound of his clothes rubbing against him, but it seemed to be with the heavy and slow war drums, and every drum beat made people's hearts tremble.

The mages retreated in general in waves, trampling each other, cursing and shouting, and their blades clashing against each other in the chaos.

Murderous ······

I narrowed my eyes, he didn't even have a wooden sword in his hand, this is really no sword in his hand, does he have a sword in his heart?!

It's so murderous!

There was not a hint of wind······

Feng Jianqing slowly raised his hand, I knew that he was ready to make a move, knowing that I was far inferior to him, I still accelerated and swept away, flying up and jumping up with a squeak, landing between the mage and him.

"Bang-" There was a loud bang, and black smoke filled the air

"Ah······h I gritted my teeth and stifled a cry of pain.

I'm not sure if I blocked his thunderous blow. The impact of the explosion shook me like a broken kite, flying over the crowd and falling hard.

I immediately staggered to my feet, with Venus rising in front of me, and a large black mist obscuring my vision.

I shook my head, and the black mist swayed with my vision, and I realized that it was me who was dizzy, and it wasn't actual black smoke.

Why am I always the one who gets blown away, and when am I the one who is the one who shakes people away, I thought to my chagrin······ Hmm······ Lightheaded······ How can I think of irrelevant things???

"Green onions!"

"Huh······?" I blinked vigorously.

Zheng Hao separated the mages and walked over worriedly, "Are you okay?"

The tears on my face were still dry, my forehead was faintly painful, and I glared at me and shouted, "I! Of course! I !! you ······ something."

I was angry and held back the following words, not scolding him in public, and said coldly: "You still don't get out of here?!"

Zheng Hao didn't know why at all, and when he saw that I was angry, he ordered loudly: "Hurry up and catch this traitor!"

"Let ······ you" I raised my hand and gave him a crisp slap in the face, and although he was dizzy, he still moved like a rabbit, and he didn't have time to dodge. I then flew up and kicked him straight into the lake.