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Many people on the field couldn't believe it. Both Lin Mengmeng and Wu Meijuan were still in the Holy Realm, but the power they erupted was not weaker than that in the early stage of the Emperor Realm. They are really formidable.
However, Lin Mengmeng was still restrained, and did not use the power of suppressing the sky, so the real strength is really unimaginable.
"My surname is Du, you uttered nonsense before, saying that if you taught her, Lin Mengmeng's strength would be at least several times stronger than it is now. Excuse me, can you teach this?"
Xuan Yang opened his mouth and sent Du Mubai a soul torture in public.
Du Mubai's face was livid, Lin Mengmeng's excellence far exceeded his expectations, and he was speechless at this moment.
Facts speak louder than words. Before, I looked down on the three students of Langya and said they were trash, but now it is not good.
"Hmph, the outcome is not yet decided."
He said bravely.
However, as soon as Du Mubai's voice fell, a scream was heard, and a figure fell from the sky.
The battle is over, the winner has been divided.
All eyes of the audience were fixed on the battle platform, wanting to see who fell.
The faces of some powerful Lingdi changed slightly, obviously already knowing the result.
Du Mubai's face was very ugly, because he had seen Wu Meijuan lying in a pool of blood, completely losing her fighting power.
The energy in the sky converged, revealing Lin Mengmeng's figure, with the corners of her skirt flying and her hair fluttering in the wind, which was extremely moving.
"My teacher, Ji Mo, is the best teacher in the world."
Lin Mengmeng looked around, her gaze stayed on Du Mubai, and said these words word by word.
As Jimo's student, she is very proud and uses her own strength to justify her husband's name!
After speaking, she floated down in front of Jimo.
"Oh, it's high-profile, it's too high-profile."
Ji Mo was delighted, and fondled Lin Mengmeng's hair, then took out a large handful of Ninth Grade Spirit Pills and stuffed them into her hands, "You're tired, take a few to replenish your strength."
The eyes of the people around are straight.
The high-profile person is you, right?
This is a ninth-grade panacea, there is a price but no market, and you can get a lot of it, just to fill the stomachs of students.
You must know that this is a holy medicine for healing, not a jelly bean snack!
Lin Mengmeng was used to it, with a sweet smile on her face, she ate one after another, just like eating snacks.
The elixir refined by Mr. is sweet, the more you eat it, the more you want to eat it.
In Song Weixi's eyes, there was jealousy. If she hadn't lost face, she would have wanted to be Jimo's student.
"In the first match, Langya Academy wins!"
The referee announced the result while looking into Lin Mengmeng's eyes with admiration.
It can be concluded that when Lin Mengmeng grows up in the future, he must be a leader in the southern domain, and his future is boundless.
"Trash stuff!"
Du Mubai looked at Wu Meijuan who was being carried down, and cursed mercilessly.
He never gave good looks to students who made himself ashamed.
The people around looked at Du Mubai, and then at Ji Mo, who dotes on the students, feeling a burst of emotion.
Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.
Both are teachers, why is there such a big gap?
"Teacher, please rest assured, I will win the next match."
A cold voice sounded.
The speaker was a proud woman with long brown hair and wearing dark red close-fitting soft armor.
Her chin was raised slightly, and her azure pupils showed a light of contempt for everything.
The woman's name is Fang Tong, and she is ranked first among the students of Weiyang Academy. She has a special physique, and she is already in the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm at a young age.
Her strength is considered top among the younger generation in the southern region, so she has the capital to be proud and can be proud of her peers.
Du Mubai looked at his most proud student, a gleam that shouldn't have flashed in the depths of his pupils, but it was well concealed.
Although he had dirty thoughts in his heart, he didn't dare to express it, because Fang Tong came from a hermit family, and he didn't dare to get involved.
"You can save the third game, be more stable."
Du Mubai thought for a while and made such an arrangement.
"In the second match, Xuan Yang was sent by Langya Academy. I heard that he has a special bloodline. I want to meet him."
Fang Tong frowned, and expressed his opinion with some reluctance.
The third game to face isWang Wenjian, a person who has neither special physique nor special blood, she is not interested at all.
In her eyes, anyone who does not have a special bloodline or physique is just rubbish, not worthy of being an opponent.
However, Du Mubai has his own thoughts.
He has never found out what kind of special blood Xuan Yang awakened. Now that Lin Mengmeng has shown amazing strength again, he is a little uncertain.
Although Fang Tong has absolute confidence in Fang Tong's strength, he still feels that he should not take risks, and it is safest to keep Fang Tong to deal with Wang Wenjian.
Even if he loses the second game, as long as Fang Tong wins the third game, he can completely defeat Langya.
"The second round will be played by Jiang Ang, that Xuanyang is a sissy girl, playing against him will damage your reputation."
Du Mubai explained in this way.
Fang Tong just gave up. For Xuan Yang, a man who is more beautiful than her, she really thinks it's better not to stand together.
Otherwise, if outsiders say that she is not as beautiful as a man, it would be quite shocking.
"I originally planned to have a head-to-head duel with Wang Wenjian. If that's the case, then I'll teach that little boy a lesson."
A loud voice sounded, and it was Jiang Ang whose name was called who spoke.
He is a full two meters tall, with a majestic and burly figure, a resolute face, and a beast-like aura exuding from his whole body.
"Principal Du, that kid Xuanyang is a bit wicked, why don't we send a female student to play."
After some consideration, an elder from Weiyang Academy carefully put forward his opinion.
After all, Xuan Yang has a criminal record. The last time Cao Dabiao of the Technical Academy was beaten, don't worry about it, Jiang Ang will follow in his footsteps.
"Are you questioning my decision?"
Du Mubai snorted coldly.
He has always been arbitrary, never listened to other people's opinions, let alone accept other people's objections.
The elder's face froze, and he tactfully confessed and stopped talking.
If you continue to speak, Du Mubai will definitely wear the little shoes in the future, or let him say whatever you want, and don't bother.
"Elder, you worry too much. Who am I, Jiang Ang, to fall in love with a man like Cao Dabiao?"
Jiang Ang's face was obviously displeased, and he felt that this was an insult to his personality.
"I was worrying too much."
The elder apologized, but he was cursing secretly in his heart, he was really broken later, don't blame the old man for not reminding me.
On the battlefield.
Xuan Yang has already walked up.
He yelled impatiently in the direction of Weiyang Academy: "Whispering, you look like an old woman, can you Weiyang Academy, please be careless."
Xuan Yang wanted to show his masculine side, but his voice was too sweet, his person was too charming, and he even raised his orchid fingers, as if flirting.
"It's okay, you'll know if you try it."
Jiang Angna could bear being provoked by a little boy, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed straight to the battle stage. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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