Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 14 Talking and laughing, full of kingly style
Shrek Academy.

In the freshman assessment area, everyone gathered together.

The sun was shining, shining on the clean white school uniforms, and the immature faces of the students were glowing.

Due to the special nature of Yang Feng's martial soul, the assessment location is different from the others.

It was still the same room as the fighting arena when I entered school.

But Zhou Yi didn't tell him.

He also knew that this was the arrangement of Fan Yu and Zhou Yi.

In a word, the two teachers are very optimistic about him.

The examiner who was leaning on the edge of the fighting ring was lazily looking like he was not awake, Yang Feng stepped forward slowly.

"Teacher, this is my school badge, please have a look."

Yang Feng stretched out his hand, took out his own school badge and handed it out. If I remember correctly, this is Teacher Yu!

"Freshman Yang Feng, I hope you will go all out, otherwise you will lose miserably."

Teacher Yu took Yang Feng's school badge, looked at it a few more times, and warned.

Then he took out a folder, picked up a pen and registered on it.

Yang Feng nodded, "The teacher must arrange carefully, and the students will not hold back."

"Don't worry, your assessment is very simple. Just defeat a second-year student. His martial spirit is Xindi, a 35th-level soul master. If you can't beat it, stop in time, otherwise your spirit will be damaged, and you will need to go home to cultivate gone."

Teacher Yu reminded.

Yang Feng frowned when he heard his words.

It was obvious that the academy was embarrassing him.

Or it could be said that Fan Yu and Zhou Yi were testing him and specially arranged it.

This is impossible for others.

You, a first-year student, don’t eat as much as other second-year students, so how could you possibly beat him.

However, Yang Feng still pretended not to care, and respectfully said to Teacher Yu:
"No problem, teacher, where is my opponent?"

"It should be coming soon, just wait."

Teacher Yu lazily replied, then closed his eyes and remained silent.

After Yang Feng finished listening, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Shrek student freshman assessment stage.

Someone will be late!

Not long after, a voice came:
"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry, I had diarrhea last night and just came out of the toilet. Where is my opponent?"

I saw the young man pushing the door unhurriedly and entering.

His complexion was sallow, as if he had eaten Olige.

"Xiaming, this is your opponent Yang Feng, a level 25 auxiliary soul master. Next, you just need to defeat him. If you release the water, you will be punished."

Teacher Yu slowly opened his eyes, and without raising his head, he gave instructions to the young man who pushed in through the door.

Xia Ming saw Yang Feng who was a head lower than him, his eyes were full of disdain.

He also couldn't understand why the college arranged for him to bully a first-year student.

"Teacher, are you kidding me? I can knock him down if I stand still, kneeling down and begging for mercy."

Yang Feng's physical fitness is very high.

But the body looks unbearably weak, in Xia Ming's eyes, it looks extremely weak.

"Xia Ming, make a quick decision, where are you talking so much nonsense?"

Teacher Yu stared.

Then he made way for Xia Ming and stood by the wall.

And this teacher clearly revealed his disdain for Yang Feng.

I don't know what the academy thinks, let him supervise it personally, and treat it the only way.

all of these.

Yang Feng naturally saw it.

There was just an intriguing arc on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Xia Ming's expression was unflappable, and he was full of sarcasm, asking him to fight with a first-grade elementary school student would not be cat and mouse.

"Boy, are you okay? If you can't, remember to surrender early, fists and feet have no eyes, or I will smash the sea of ​​spirits."

Xia Ming's mouth was full of contempt.

"Child, respecting others is a virtue. Do your parents know that you are so arrogant?"

Yang Feng's expression was indifferent, and he changed the subject: "Besides, with your contemptuous and rude appearance, the only thing left in a while is the beating, let me tell you."

When Xia Ming heard this, his face was livid with anger, he pointed at Yang Feng, and roared, "You, you actually provoked me, I will make you cry later..."

"Stop barking like a dog, let's do it."

Yang Fenglai's nonsense.

"Humph!"

Xia Ming snorted coldly, when did first grade pupils become so arrogant?

I promise to break your legs and tear your mouth apart!

The two distanced themselves.

"let's start."

As the referee, Teacher Yu shouted from the side, as if he had seen the end.

Yang Feng stood still.

And Xia Ming directly released his martial soul.

The best combination of two yellow and one purple soul rings rose slowly under his feet.

at the same time.

He also had a green bamboo flute in his hand.

This is his martial soul heart flute.

Belongs to spiritual attributes.

The soul skills in it interfere with the mind, or are similar to mental shocks, affecting the opponent's spirit.

"The second soul skill shocks the heart."

Before Yang Feng released the soul ring, the second soul ring on Xia Ming's back was already shining.

This is a foul!
Out of the corner of Yang Feng's eye, he glanced at the referee Teacher Yu.

Found the other party but was unmoved.

He acquiesced to Xia Ming's foul!

Unpleasant, mournful, humiliating, and disturbing music came from the heart flute in Xia Ming's hand.

The sound wave attacked Yang Feng.

The only effect this soul skill had on Yang Feng was his mood.

Because the singing was so ugly, it was like the groaning and hoarse shouting of a dying person.

Ordinary people, I am afraid that the heart will be shocked.

However, Yang Feng's face was indifferent, and he asked indifferently:

"Son, are you sure you are a flute, not a suona???"

Xia Ming's face changed, and he stared, "I am a flute, what kind of suona, do you recognize it?"

"Huh?" Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, showing a smile, "Understood, the mutated Suona!"

"you……"

Xia Ming's face was gloomy, and he did not respond to Yang Feng.

Just play the flute harder.

So much so that his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was caused by anger or blowing.

"It's really ugly. If you don't know how to brag, don't affect others. I don't understand my martial spirit and I'm still pretending to be aggressive here. What a stupid kid who doesn't know the sky!"

Yang Feng looked all right.

He also plucked out his ears in disdain, then put his little finger in front of his mouth, and blew a breath.

"Ahhh, you are so annoying, I don't believe how long you can resist!?"

Xia Tian's bright lungs exploded with rage.

This was the first time he had faced an opponent who had made him so angry that he hadn't even made a move yet.

And he's still in the first grade, if word of this gets out, where will he face it?

In an instant, the sound of the flute became more intense, and a wave of sound waves rushed away.

But it seems useless.

Yang Feng did not have the slightest influence.

Just watching Xia Ming perform, with disgust on his face!

He had already sealed his ears with soul power, so that no sound could come in.

And the mental shock will not be of any use to him.

then…

It's gone then.

Xia Ming can't move anymore! ! !
"Are you out of breath? I still want to hear it. Although it sounds a bit ugly, I like the way you blow it." Yang Feng said lightly.

Xia Ming's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Big words, I want, I want to tear your mouth apart..."

Yang Feng hooked his fingers, at any time, he couldn't drop the frame.

"Come on, I'll just stand here, if I take a step back, I will admit defeat on the spot."

"you……"

For some reason, Xia Ming felt as if he was not facing a child.

It's a titled Douluo who has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

On the side, the referee Teacher Yu frowned. This child is indeed extraordinary.

While talking and laughing, it left pressure on the opponent.

Even if it was him, he still felt that the other party was awesome.

Although this first-grade elementary school student hasn't done anything yet, his aura is full of youthful kingly style!

No wonder Zhou Yi specifically asked him to make Xia Ming, a second-year student, Huo Yuhao's test subject.

"The first soul skill mental impact."

But at this moment, a powerful voice brought him back to reality.

I saw two soul rings, one white and one purple, rising slowly from Yang Feng's back, and the white soul ring became brighter and brighter.

Yang Feng condensed a trace of weak mental power into a Buddha's Wrath Tanglian, pointed it at Xia Ming, and launched it violently.

"Ah! This, what is this, my god, is Buddha angry with Tang Lian?"

Xia Ming's pupils trembled, and a lotus flower magnified in his eyes, no matter how big it was, how big it was...

(End of this chapter)