After Jiang Ling, like throwing bricks to attract jade, seven or eight Tier 8 prodigies appeared one after another.
They were all famous figures in the academy. There was even a Tier 9 genius!
It was a man with a paper fan in his hand. He fanned himself with what he thought was a cool and elegant manner. His looks were passable, and he charmed many of the crazy girls below.
That man was called Jiang He. Everyone knew that he was the strongest among Ye Lingqing's many fanatical pursuers.
"Ye Lingqing!"
Very soon, it was actually Ye Feng's adopted sister's turn to go up on stage, Ye Lingqing did not say much, he flew up onto the stage, with a wave of his sleeve, a palm flew out, it looked soft and soft.
It looked like it did not have much strength, but then a shocking number jumped out.
"Tier Two Warrior! A thousand jin of force! Superior!"
"Hiss ~~~"
Everyone was silent, and countless people gasped.
This, this, this…This was actually a martial artist!!!
He was 18 years old this year and had already become a martial artist before he graduated! Moreover, he knew how to use spiritual energy to float in the air. What kind of monstrous talent was this?
This time, not only the students below, but even the instructors on the stage were so scared that they did not dare to make a sound. The other instructors who were taking the test were all dumbfounded and ignored the students under their jurisdiction.
In order not to affect the competition, the vice dean and the white-robed old man flew to the top of the Heavenly Martial Stele to observe the situation below.
Even the vice-principal was slightly surprised, then stroked his beard in relief.
"Tianwu is blessed. The Ye family has sent me a good seedling.”
"Old Hei, Qingwu University reserved this girl in advance.”
The black-robed vice-principal nodded slightly, and the smile on his face widened. It could be considered as tacit consent.
……
Ye Lingqing's pretty face was as cold as an ice mountain. It did not change at all because of the results.
She floated off the stage and returned to her previous position.
Jiang He's eyes were filled with adoration, and he was almost drooling.
Not far away, Jiang Ling had a face full of jealousy. She wished she could immediately pounce on Ye Lingqing's beautiful face and scratch it. It was too enviable!
"Next…next, special class number two! Ye Feng!"
"Ye Feng! Please come on stage!"
"Ye Feng! Hurry up and go on stage!"
The instructor urged him several times, but there was no response at all. There was also no movement below the stage.
At this moment, a small hand suddenly reached out from the crowd. Ye Xian 'er used a tender voice and shouted nervously.
She turned around and shook Ye Feng who was sleeping soundly on her body.
"Big brother, big brother! Wake up! It's your turn! Don't sleep!"
The instructor was speechless.
F * ck!
Until Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, he said in a daze: ""What's wrong? Is dinner ready?"
"Pfft!"
The instructor wanted to vomit blood on the spot!
He was really asleep!
The surrounding people were all surprised that Ye Feng's mentality was so good.
To call her that was simply shameless.
She wouldn't shed tears until she saw the coffin!
"He probably gave up on himself."
"Yes, yes. If I were a Tier Two Martial Apprentice, I would have killed myself long ago. I admire this Young Master Ye's tenacious spirit of fearing death.”
"Please don't say that about him. Didn't you feel his pretentious aura? He was using his actions to tell everyone that he was indeed useless!”
The surrounding people were not stingy with their mocking words, after all, mocking Ye Feng had become a habit.
These people's abilities could not compare to the Heaven's Favorites, they were even weaker than others, they could only rely on stepping on Ye Feng to show their superiority.
Only then did Ye Feng realize that it was his turn, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly walked through the crowd towards the stage.
Ye Lingqing's icy face stiffened.
Da da da da…
Ye Feng took a full five minutes to walk up, he was sweating profusely and panting.
The instructor's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
This was too useless!
Did you see anyone who didn't jump up just now? You are the most special! As expected of the special class!
"Punch with all your strength!"
That instructor's tone was cold, he picked up the roster, he did not want to look at Ye Feng anymore.
But in the next second, a terrifying air current flew towards his abdomen, he took a punch from Ye Feng.
The roster fell to the ground, and the teacher's eyes bulged out. His face was red, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"You…what…are you doing!”
He pointed at Ye Feng, he endured the pain and squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth.
"You want me to punch with all my strength?"
He didn't expect that he would be unable to take a punch with a mere 2,000 jin of force. He hadn't even used a " serious punch " yet.
"If you don't have the ability, why are you pretending?"
The teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
" I told you to hit there!!!"
He pointed at the Heavenly Martial Stele and roared. His face gradually turned pale and his vision began to blur.
He hurriedly told the instructor beside him that he had to go to the toilet and then ran away.
Passing through the crowd, the teacher's heart was in a mess.
F * ck! This…this punch…how could it be so terrifying?
What a pain!
Although this instructor was not the most outstanding, he could be considered to be of average standard. He had reached the standard of a Tier Two Martial Master, and ordinary Martial Apprentices could not hurt him at all.
However, he was caught off guard by that punch just now. He felt as if he had been hit by a dinosaur!
He trembled as he ran.
No, no, no! Why was her stomach still hurting so much? I'm going to die!
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