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This old man was Liu Hanfeng who was guarding the arena.
An Erle bowed slightly towards Liu Hanfeng.
"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I know my limits."
Liu Hanfeng nodded and stopped talking.
Zuo Qinglong also nodded to the old man to express his gratitude.
Although the old man's worries were completely unnecessary...
But we must respond to other people's kindness, no matter how big or small.
This is his principle as a person.
On the stage,
An Erle sneered:
"You have to thank the system of this society and Xiawu College,"
"If we were in the wild and you insulted me like that, I guarantee you wouldn't survive a second."
"Indeed..." Zuo Qinglong nodded.
"You wouldn't survive a second in the wild."
An Erle shouted angrily: "You are so sharp-tongued, I don't think you will cry until you see the coffin!"
"Let me show you, a maggot from the bottom of a well, what a king-level powerhouse is!"
boom!
Her full momentum exploded, and she suddenly pressed down on the bastard opposite her who deserved to be beaten and skinned, vowing to teach him a lesson!
She cried out:
"Lie down!"
"Okay!" Zuo Qinglong responded.
My whole body went limp and I collapsed to the ground...
An Erle was startled.
He lowered his head and looked suspiciously at Zuo Qinglong lying on the ground.
The other person was lying straight on the ground, and he had indeed fallen down in response to her voice.
But she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it...
Until she heard the bastard's teasing voice on the ground,
"I've already laid down as you requested. What are you waiting for?"
"You..." An'erle suddenly became angry and a strong sense of shame and indignation of being teased surged in his heart.
"You're looking for death!"
A three-meter-long machete appeared out of nowhere and chopped down at Zuo Qinglong on the ground.
Looking at the power of this knife, you can tell that An'erle did not hold back at all and was aiming to cut the opponent in half.
At this time, she was already overwhelmed by anger.
She threw all the iron laws of humanity and the rules of the academy behind her.
Think about her, An'erle, the genius of Xiawu Academy, how could she have ever been teased and insulted like this?
She couldn't get rid of the hatred in her heart unless she killed this bastard!
As for the consequences...
She hadn't considered at all...
Liu Hanfeng, who was in charge of supervising the battle, changed his expression. Just as he was about to make a move to rescue, a voice came from the arena:
"Fuck!"
He gave up the idea of taking action.
Zuo Qinglong dodged the knife with a sideways roll, shouting:
"Fuck!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"You didn't use any weapons when you fought Ji just now, so why did you use them when fighting me?"
"Or a three-meter-long machete!"
"Do you think I'm stronger than the Ji guy and worthy of your using a weapon?"
"Fuck this bastard..." Ji Danchen gritted his teeth in the ring, his face shaking with anger.
An'erle on the stage pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
She swung the machete in her hand with great force, chasing and slashing at Zuo Qinglong all the way.
From the sharp blade and huge blade, you can tell at a glance that this knife weighs tons.
The blade chopped against the floor made of extraordinary alloy, making a series of crisp "clang clang" sounds, just like a blacksmith swinging a hammer frantically...
However, Zuo Qinglong was like a loach, rolling around on the ground. No matter how hard An'er chopped, he couldn't touch a corner of his clothes.
While walking, he praised:
"I didn't realize that a frail woman like you could be so strong."
"It would be a shame not to go for blacksmithing..."
These compliments were exchanged for Anerle's violent and violent attacks.
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
Even the chef can’t chop vegetables this fast!
Three minutes later,
An'erle was holding a machete in both hands, panting and sweating all over.
The continuous high-frequency attacks, coupled with the force of the ground's rebound, were too much for her even with her king-level strength.
"asshole!"
"Don't run if you dare..."
"Report, I didn't run away!" Zuo Qinglong crossed his legs and swayed them.
"Look at my feet, where are I running?"
An'erle was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.
After a long rest, she continued to shout:
"Get out of here if you dare!"
"Get up!"
"You should have told me earlier," Zuo Qinglong complained.
"If you had told me earlier, I would have gotten up earlier..."
Without seeing him exert any strength, he stood up straight from the ground, as if an invisible rope in the air was pulling him up.
And this force did not disappear, but directly pulled him to An'erle.
"I'm up, what else do you want?"
An'erle was startled by the ghostly figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and took a few steps back.
After being frightened like this, her mind calmed down a lot and she finally began to face the man in front of her.
The fact that he could remain safe and sound under her pressure showed that he was also at the king level.
However, I have never heard of such a person in Xiawu College.
I haven’t heard of it among this year’s freshmen either…
In the academy, no matter who is promoted to the king level, it is a big deal.
There is no need to promote it yourself. It will spread throughout the entire college within half a day and everyone will know about it.
If I have confidence, I can immediately challenge the top five students in the college.
If you win, take over; if you lose, calm down and continue to hone your strength to win the next challenge.
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