Fantasy: I Don’t Want To Practice!

When the smoke cleared, the freshmen residential area was in a mess within a one-kilometer radius.

In front of the ruins, there was a group of people, about 300 freshmen, all covered in wounds.

This was just one of the difficult areas this time. There was another one in the Iron Blood Gang hundreds of kilometers away, and it was even worse, with more people dead.

The direct or indirect cause of this ruin was one person - Ye Feng.

In the past and after, mentors and elders from the academy gradually arrived, and some of them had medical means and immediately treated the freshmen.

Of course, those who died were buried in the ground.

For example, the hundreds of tough guys from the Iron Blood Gang and the Ximen Gang rested here forever.

There was a fat man lying on the ground, covered in blood and seriously injured, but under treatment.

Suddenly, a ghost jumped up from the ground, rushed forward, hugged a man's thigh, and cried loudly.

"Boss! You're finally here!"

"Fatty, be respectful. I'm your brother Qiang. Don't touch my balls. There are a lot of people watching."

"Uh!"

The fat man's voice stopped abruptly. He looked up and saw that it was really Brother Qiang.

He stood up immediately and looked around. He found that the war was over.

"Brother Qiang, where are those people from the damn four gangs?"

"All dead, Daqian."

The fat man was shocked.

That was more than a hundred Martial Masters! They were not in the same league as the three hundred Martial Artists! They were all killed by the boss. He immediately worshipped the boss.

Brother Qiang added another sentence.

"And the leader and deputy leader of the Tiexue Gang, the leader of the Ximen Gang... all were beaten to death by the boss. You didn't see how fierce the boss was at that time! He grabbed Ye Que and threw him around. Ye Que was even thrown to the ground by him. "

"What!!!"

The fat man's face turned pale, his legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground with a "thump".

"Then... where is the boss?"

"He's howling in the sky, look!"

After saying that, Brother Qiang pointed at a figure in the sky.

The fat man: "…………"

I saw Ye Feng in the sky as if he had divine help, with great momentum, scolding the mothers of the Tiexue Gang and the Ximen Gang.

Bang!!!

A burst of smoke and dust swept away, and Ye Feng landed handsomely on the ground, just standing not far from Xinsheng.

It feels really good to be scolded by the sky. I will always be the only one scolding you, and I can't hear you scolding me.

Ye Feng stood there, wondering whether to jump again and curse the four major gangs.

But then he thought about it, he didn't seem to know the names of the other two gangs, which was very embarrassing.

Forget it, let you go, and when he has a chance next time, he will squat at the entrance of the freshman area, jump into the sky when he catches one, throw it into their base, and ask them if they are afraid.

The smoke and dust rolled, and his figure gradually became clear under the gaze of everyone, as majestic as a god.

Not only the freshmen, but also the elders and mentors who came heard about Ye Feng's fierce battle record.

They were all pale with fear, and looked like they doubted their lives.

They looked at the smoke with expectation, wondering what kind of image such a great person would be.

It is said that his body is so strong that it makes people despair, and he is a god of war!

Ye Feng did not disappoint them.

He walked out with an indifferent look, and under the background of the diffuse smoke and dust... his mouth was full of dust.

"Ka-pah!"

"Fuck, who made so much dust, it's so disgusting!"

He kicked his fist in, with an expression that he was going to fight.

Freshmen:...."

Mentors:

Elders:

So this is what the God of War looks like, and didn't you make that dust yourself?

"Boss!"

The freshmen looked at Ye Feng coming over, excited and extremely excited.

Ye Feng was stunned, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately.

This time he did not go to the wrong place, it was his younger brothers.

And Brother Qiang stood there, smiling at him, spitting blood while smiling.

Ye Feng felt the admiration of the people, and felt that it was worth it to save them this time.

At this moment, he felt his heart moved, walked up, patted Brother Qiang on the shoulder, and smiled at him.

Are you touched?"

When Brother Qiang thought about how he was about to hit someone, he turned pale and trembled like a rattle, shrinking back.

"Boss, I, I dare not move."

Att:"......"

When the other freshmen saw Ye Feng, they were full of admiration and rushed over, as if they had seen a god.

"Boss, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I would have died here!"

"Boss! (Li Haohao) You are so fierce! Can you tell me how many years you have practiced your Qilin Arm?"

"Boss! I love you. Is your room missing chrysanthemum decoration?"

"Boss, boss, can you feel the vibration of the two relics under my crotch? That is love.

"To be honest, Boss, from the first time I saw you, I knew you were destined to be a rare talent. Your superb binding skills deeply moved me. Now, your magnetic voice and superb cursing skills have made me fall in love with you again. If you don't mind, please suck these two hot eggs under my crotch?"

Ye Feng: "……………………

Damn!

What kind of a bunch of bastards are they that he saved?