Fantasy: I Don’t Want To Practice!

"Everyone, calm down first, let me negotiate with this junior brother."

A man walked out from the three hundred Qingwu warriors. He was straight and slender, wearing armor, with deep facial features and a handsome face, and he looked like a soldier.

He had a long spear behind him, which was taller than his body. The sharp tip of the spear shone coldly under the sun.

When they heard this, everyone had some opinions at first, but when they saw this person, they kept silent.

Everyone's eyes were full of fear, as if they were quite afraid of this person.

This person was the only Martial Master. Ye Feng took a look at him. He was only 24 years old, but he had reached the Martial Master Rank One level, a fighter among geniuses.

If he were in Donghai City, he would be an Apex Level Prodigy!

He is definitely the object of training for all major forces, but here, he is just a small captain.

The man clasped his fists to Ye Feng, and his voice was generous and loud.

"My junior brother, we have no intention of offending you, but this is the rule of the academy. If you want to pass by here, you must present a chrysanthemum to one of us, or defeat one of us, so that you can take one of our chrysanthemums!"

This sentence almost made Ye Feng crazy.

How did you say such a crazy thing? Don't you have any shame at all?

"What if I don't agree?"

The man sighed softly.

"If a man is innocent, he will be guilty of holding a treasure. Then forgive me for offending him!"

After saying that, he drew his gun and wanted to jump alone with Ye Feng.

Seeing this, the people behind him immediately became unhappy and started to shout.

"Wait! His chrysanthemum is mine!"

"Bullshit! I've been waiting here for three hours, his chrysanthemum belongs to me!"

"There are more than 300 of us here, and he only has one chrysanthemum, how should we divide it?"

"Haha, didn't you see? There are so many people behind him, each holding a chrysanthemum, it should be enough for us to divide, but this guy clearly occupied it all by himself"Jin You can't let him go easily no matter what? Want to leave? Then fight with us 300 people! Then each of you will offer one chrysanthemum!"

Att:"......"

Are you talking like a human?

More than 300 people? I have one chrysanthemum, you line up to get it, one person at a time!

Do you think I'm a dinosaur?

The young man with the spear frowned, hesitated for a moment, and discussed with Ye Feng again.

"How about this, Junior Brother, we'll let you go, but you need to leave the chrysanthemums of those people behind you? We only want the chrysanthemums, we won't make things difficult for you."

Ye Feng looked back at the robbers lying on the ground, dying. Some of them had already woken up, their faces pale with fear, looking at Ye Feng, pitiful, with pleading eyes.

Can't give in!

At this moment, Ye Feng's whole body was full of a sense of justice.

After all, everyone is a newcomer. If they give in to the tyranny of these senior brothers today, how will they live in the future?

Although he didn't know why these so-called senior brothers were so idle, leaving so many girls in the academy to harm, and came to ask for chrysanthemums.

But he knew that Ye Lingqing and Ye Xian'er were still waiting for him, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward, protecting the three hundred people behind him, stepped on the ground, exuded a cuckold's aura, and roared.

"Let's see who dares to take my ass! Today, I will protect the people behind me! You can't even think about getting their ass!"

Hua La La La...

The whole audience was in an uproar, and the three hundred people who were tied up like dumplings in the back were so moved that they burst into tears.

"Good man! Although this man's hobby is a bit perverted, I surrender this time!"

"Big brother! From now on, you are my big brother!"

The more than three hundred people in front were indignant!

This kid is too arrogant.

"Hehe, just because you are a Martial Apprentice Rank Two? I can kill you with just one finger!"

"Junior brother, fists and feet have no eyes. If you accidentally get beaten to death later, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Why waste words with him? Anyway, he hasn't passed the test yet. If he is beaten to death, it's like killing a dog! Who wants to follow me!"

The person who said the last sentence was a wretched-looking young man, wearing a cloak, skinny, with a sword hanging on his waist, which was even bigger than him, very uncoordinated.

There were one or two Martial Artist Rank Eight bodyguards around him, who were pure second-generation rich boys.

"Come on, don't say I'm bullying you................

At this moment, Ye Feng was really angry.

This dirty academy always wants chrysanthemums [and kills people like killing dogs?

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it will die!

My chrysanthemum can only be used for shitting!

"Then I'll meet you first!"

The young man with the spear tapped the spear lightly, and the cold light flew into the air, flashing a dazzling arc.

The spear came out like a dragon, waving in front of him, with an unparalleled momentum, and directly hit Ye Feng.

This person was also kind-hearted, he didn't stab with the tip of the spear, and controlled the strength, just wanted to defeat Ye Feng, not thought of killing him.

Ye Feng could see this.

The reason why he was the first to bear the brunt may also be because he was afraid that others would kill Ye Feng.

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"Okay! You are still a person, I'll let you go!"

As soon as the voice fell, before everyone started to laugh at Ye Feng.

Bang!!!

One punch!

The spear broke! The man flew!

While spitting blood, the man drew a perfect arc in the air and finally landed in a safe zone, his life or death unknown.

"Fuck!!!"

Those who were about to rush up paused and stopped.

The whole place was silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing coming and going, and everyone's expression froze.

What happened just now?

"Bai... Bailong seemed to be beaten away?"

"No, he was beaten to spit blood and fly!"

"How is it possible!"

They rubbed their eyes desperately, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

In the short time when they doubted their lives, Ye Feng had rushed to them, with an incredibly fast speed, almost teleporting.

"You people, it's not a pity to die!"

Ye Feng closed his eyes, gathered his luck, swung his fist, and opened his eyes again, with a blank look in his eyes.

Ignoring the common people, billions of lives are ants!

"One serious punch!"

At this moment, the leader and Ye Feng looked at each other, his pupils shrank, this punch, there is no way to dodge it!

Boom!!!

The heaven and earth shook, the void broke, and the breath of a fatal blow suddenly appeared.

This punch!

Shocked the heaven and earth, and made the ghosts and gods weep!

...JII....