The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"coming."

Soon, Beiming's eyes lit up and he looked at the door.

He wants to let this little kid know that ignorance comes at a price!

Everyone's gazes looked over, and only a figure walked in.

When Luo Xiaoman saw this figure, the smile on his little face gradually disappeared, replaced by a daze.

"Xiu Lin, this little baby said, you are her apprentice, what do you think?" Bei Ming pointed to Luo Xiaoman, and said mockingly.

Xiulin's brows wrinkled, and her face that had been scratched by years, a touch of anger floated, and said: "It's ridiculous. Beiming, you asked me to come here to make me happy?"

"Haha, I didn't see this little cute baby being innocent and innocent, insisting that you are her apprentice. In desperation, I can only ask you to come over to verify it." Beiming's eyes flashed with contempt.

Xiulin's eyes sank, staring at Luo Xiaoman coldly. "Ignorant little baby, do you have no tutor, or have a brain pit, dare to make a joke with my Holy Academy?"

"Today, I will teach you a lesson for your parents."

"Wait." Beiming raised his hand, stopped Xiulin, and whispered quietly: "This little baby and my apprentice have a feast, or... let her do it for you?"

Xiulin squinted at Beiming, then looked at Wan Zitong next to him.

Oh, the old man, he really spoils his apprentice. However, what's the deal with selling him face?

Immediately, she stood aside and agreed to Beiming's proposal.

"Luo Xiaoman." Wan Zitong's gaze fell on Luo Xiaoman's body, secretly contemptuous. "Do you regret it?"

It seems that she overestimated the IQ of this little guy after all, and even wanted to use the prestige of the Holy Academy to deter herself, but in the end she shot herself in the foot.

Seeing her look blank now, she must be frightened.

Luo Xiaoman is dumbfounded!

Did Ji Wuya lie to herself?

He is not from the Holy Academy at all?

But what happened to his clothes?

Anyway, the current situation is very bad. I thought that I could use Ji Wuya's identity to make a tie with Wan Zitong, who would have pitted myself instead.

"Who dares to move the master, die." Mo Yuan stood up, his eyes gleaming, his aura was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with sharp edges.

At the same time, Da Bai also had a grim face and guarded Luo Xiaoman's side.

"Oh? It's interesting." Beiming noticed Mo Yuan's awe-inspiring and superb strength, and he raised his eyebrows. "The aptitude of this teenager is amazing."

"Bei Ming, I want this young man." Xiulin smiled and said domineeringly: "You owe me this."

Beiming stunned slightly and smirked, "Well, since you are in the match, then let it be for you."

Xiulin nodded, her eyes fixed on Mo Yuan. "I'm the deacon of Sheng Academy, boy, don't kneel down to apprentice."

Everyone looked envious.

They want to become a member of Sheng Academy, but they can’t find a way. Even if it’s an admission ceremony, they have to stand out among the many geniuses to have a chance to be favored by Sheng Academy. Like Mo Yuan, Xiu Lin directly named him as a teacher. .

As long as he succeeds in apprenticeship, the future is immeasurable.

"Ok?"

Seeing Mo Yuan lingering, Xiulin frowned and said coldly: "Do you know what it means to worship me as a teacher?"

"I don't know." Mo Yuan shook his head and said firmly, "I only know that you are the enemy."