I don’t want to cultivate the Fantasy I!
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Ye Feng smiled.

"Of course not! If he dares to have designs on my sister, I will beat him until he can't poop.”

After saying that, Ye Feng rolled up his sleeves and ran towards the stage aggressively, like a primary school student fighting.

Ye Lingqing looked at Ye Feng's back and blushed slightly: " Love rival? Was he serious?

Ye Xian 'er shouted excitedly from behind.

"Brother, you can do it!"

"I'll help you collect your corpse! How mature do you want the corpse?"

How mature do you want the corpse…

"Pfft!"

When the surrounding people heard this, they all spat out.

Ye Feng had just run two to three steps when he staggered and almost rolled to the ground.

Motherf * cker! What sin did he commit in his previous life? To have such a sister.

Ye Lingqing's expression stiffened and she sighed helplessly. This pair of siblings were indeed biological.

On the stage, Wang He looked at Ye Feng running up, his eyes were filled with ridicule, as if he was looking at a clown.

Ye Feng ran up the stage again, he spent a lot of effort, he was panting and sweating profusely.

Wang He said coldly.

A muffled sound.

Ye Feng slowly retracted his fist, he panted as he complained.

"Damn it! So what if they were fighting? Was there any use in talking so much?”

Usually, such a talkative person would not survive more than one chapter in a novel, Ye Feng naturally treated him as a fool.

He kicked Wang He, who was lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, off the stage.

Boom!

Another muffled sound.

Wang He fell from the high platform and crashed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"F * ck!

He hung up just like that?

Everyone was silent! The people standing in front took a few steps back, staring at Ye Feng in a daze.

What was going on?

The Tier Eight Martial Apprentice Wang He, he…was actually defeated by a single punch from a Tier Two Ye Feng?

They tilted their necks and thought for a long time, but they still could not understand what logic this was.

Moreover, it happened too quickly, they did not see how Ye Feng punched.

Not to mention them, even the vice-principal standing on the stage was stunned.

That's it?

Although he thought highly of Ye Feng, he was still so much weaker than him, he thought that they would have to fight.

This Ye Feng seemed to be…a little awesome!

No, it was not just awesome, it was simply awesome!

A Heaven's Favorite, this was definitely a naked and round top Heaven's Favorite!

The vice president had once browsed through the school library and found some legendary ancient physiques.

A stage two Martial Apprentice was just an appearance, Ye Feng might have the legendary ancient physique!

He felt that after today, he had to talk to Ye Feng's family.

This fellow was already so powerful even without cultivating. If he cultivated, wouldn't it alarm the entire continent?

Ye Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead, he rested for more than ten seconds before shouting to the audience.

"Who else has thoughts about my Lingqing? Come up together, save me the trouble of climbing up and down!”

This was what he meant. That panting look was not an act. What he lacked now was physical strength and physical strength. He almost had an asthma attack after climbing up.

Ye Lingqing's face turned even redder, and the people below were all ashamed and annoyed.

"He must have ambushed us just now! His methods were too sinister! Wang He underestimated the enemy and got hit!"

"That's right! Look at Wang He's white eyes and foaming at the mouth. This is a sign of poisoning!”

……

Everyone rubbed their chins and felt that this deduction was very correct.

In the end, Ye Feng was only a stage two Martial Apprentice, if he did not have any tricks up his sleeves, how could he defeat Wang He?

Since it was not his true strength, he could be defeated. As long as he was careful, there was no harm.

As he leaped into the air, countless exclamations rang out in the surroundings.

He was dressed in a black robe and carried a heavy black ruler on his back. His back was straight and his facial features were cold and indifferent.

The breeze blew gently, blowing the bangs on his forehead.

He looked at Ye Feng and said indifferently.

"My surname is Xiao. On the day I was born, holy flames descended from the sky. The walls of my courtyard were burned down by the flames. Therefore, my father, the Xiao clan leader, gave me a mighty and extraordinary name!”

"Hiss ~~~ Could it be that you are…"

Ye Feng's heart shook, his limbs turned cold.

He suddenly thought of the main character in a novel about the rise of a good-for-nothing! He had a bad feeling.

At this moment, the man's lips curled into a smug smile as he replied coldly.

"That's right! My name is Xiao Shaobi!"

Ye Feng's expression was stiff, black lines could be seen on his forehead.

I thought you were called Xiao Yan!

He was so frightened that he paused for a full two seconds before punching her.

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