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Sitting next to Yang Ming, Oscar said with a low smile, There is a good show to watch.

What fun? Yang Ming said.

Oscar looked mysterious and whispered:

Principal Flender said that a soul master who doesn't dare to cause trouble is not a good soul master, and a soul master who doesn't dare to cause trouble is a mediocrity.

I understand that. A flash of understanding flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, and he said, That is to say, we want to be a shit-stirring stick.

What kind of shit stick, it sounds so ugly. Oscar said sadly, This is also part of our cultivation, do you understand cultivation?

Yang Ming secretly smiled inwardly, feeling that Dean Flender's style suits his taste very well.

While talking, the eight people from Canghui College over there sat down one after another, only two tables away from Yang Ming's table.

Yang Ming has been paying attention to their actions, but saw the middle-aged man who was clearly the leader whispering to a young man, as if explaining some matters.

After a while, the young man stood up and walked towards Yang Ming's table.

Want to do something?

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes, it was not his habit to be beaten passively.

After three days of exercising the Wuhun Qinglian Dixinhuo, Yang Ming is now able to use it flexibly. When the middle finger and thumb are interlocked, a thumb-sized fireball appears, condensing high temperature. If you don't get close, it's hard to detect it. get.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Yang Ming used the hidden weapon technique of the Tang sect that he had learned from Tang San, and flicked it with his fingers.

Whoosh!

The fireball bounced out from under the table at a high speed, and a blue light flickered faintly.

Only Tang San noticed this scene and showed a dumbfounding smile at Yang Ming.

Coincidentally, the fireball hit the center of the young man's crotch.

As soon as the flame attached to the cloth, it immediately burned vigorously, and when the cloth was burned to ashes and scattered, the young man let out a tragic wail like a slaughtered pig:

what--

The screams stopped abruptly.

Because, Yang Ming knew how to measure, withdrew his soul power in time, and secretly controlled and extinguished the flame.

If it was in the past, Yang Ming used the martial soul extensively, and there was no way to achieve such a fine operation. He could only let the flame spread and extinguish itself.

At this time, the young man whose pants were burned to ashes was left standing there with a confused expression.

who I am? where am I? What am I going to do?

The young man couldn't help asking three philosophical questions.

Yang Ming picked up the teacup, took a sip of water, moistened his throat, looked at the bewildered young man, and chuckled lightly:

Kid, do you have a lot of question marks?

He is obviously a young man, but Yang Ming insists on calling him a child, which is full of sarcasm.

Hearing Yang Ming's voice, the young man suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking around, seeing everyone looking down at him with pity, the young man looked down, and immediately covered his face in shame, feeling that he would never be able to lift his head up and be a man for the rest of his life.

Disgraceful fellow.

On the side of Canghui Academy, the leading middle-aged man couldn't stand it any longer, and scolded:

What are you still doing standing there? Isn't it enough to be ashamed?

Oh oh oh.

The young man wakes up like a dream. He is actually not weak, but everything that happened just now happened too fast, which made him unable to react immediately.

He quickly turned around and came back, but perhaps because he was too anxious, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Seeing him make a fool of himself, there was a burst of laughter in the lobby.

Only the people from Canghui Academy's side looked uglier than the last.

Yang Ming looked at Tang San strangely, it was just this kid who imitated his example and used a hidden weapon to hit the young man's heel with a small stone, which made him make such a fool of himself.

City will play!

Tang San raised an index finger and put it close to his lips, signaling Yang Ming not to show off.

Yang Ming naturally wouldn't expose him, so he nodded with a smile.

If it is said that it was an accident that the young man caught fire in the middle of his crotch once, and it was an accident the second time he threw himself into the street, it is obvious that he regards the people of Canghui Academy as fools.

The Canghui Academy group couldn't bear the fire, the students immediately stood up in unison and glared at the Shrek Academy table.

Seeing that the two sides were about to clash, the guests near the two tables immediately moved away and watched from a distance, so as to avoid the fight between the two sides from affecting Chi Yu.

Perhaps it is human nature to watch the crowds. Instead of leaving the restaurant, the guests formed a circle in the same place, excitedly preparing to watch the battle between the two sides.

On the side of Canghui Academy, a middle-aged man with a dark face said in a deep voice:

Which college are you guys from? You guys are so unruly. Didn't the teachers in your college teach you how to behave in the world?

The words of the middle-aged man seemed very polite.

In fact, it is almost impossible to say directly that the teachers of Shrek Academy can't teach and educate people.

And for a teacher, this can be said to be one of the worst evaluations.

Of course, Dai Mubai and the others are here to make troubles, and the word counseling does not exist in their dictionary.

Oscar immediately slapped the table and stepped on the table with one foot, pretending to be a gangster, and said:

Of course our teacher taught us how to be polite to people, but our teacher didn't teach us how to be polite to dogs?

While speaking, Oscar winked at Canghui Academy.

It's just a matter of naming names and saying that the people of Canghui Academy are all dogs.

Looking at the appearance of Dai Mubai and Oscar not afraid of causing trouble, Yang Ming would almost have thought that they were someone else pretending to be him if he hadn't confirmed that it was him.

as predicted.

Oscar's words obviously offended people a lot.

Even the teacher leading the team at Canghui College, no matter how good-tempered he was, couldn't hold back his anger at this moment, his face turned livid with anger, and he said coldly:

What a bunch of arrogant boys, it seems that no one can control you in your academy, so I will teach you how to be a new person on behalf of your teacher!

Give it to me!

The students of Canghui Academy have long been on fire in their hearts, waiting for the teacher's words!

As soon as the words fell, a group of people rushed forward screaming.

Judging by the look, the expression, I can't wait to tear up the whole group of Shrek Academy.

Unexpectedly, everyone in Shrek Academy is not afraid of trouble, but on the contrary, everyone is a troublemaker.

Seeing that there was a fight to fight, Xiao Wu was gearing up for a long time, and said with a smile:

Fight? I like it!

Xiao Wu looked excited, her two slender legs were full of elasticity, jumping up from her position like a rabbit.

Tang San pinched a hidden weapon under his sleeve robe, spirit power fluctuations appeared indistinctly on his body, the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass sneaked out from under the floor, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case, ready to seize the opportunity and sternly slam the other side a handful.

Ning Rongrong was also holding back a lot of anger during this time, she was obviously only an auxiliary system soul master, yet she actually picked up a stool to beat someone up.

The scene was quite chaotic.

Only Yang Ming sat in his original position, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then raised his head and sighed softly:

The wind is a bit noisy today.