peerless angel

() "En?" The middle-aged man in the blue robe was surprised. He didn't expect that in just two hours or so, besides this girl in white clothes who was in the acquired realm, there would be someone else who could complete the assessment and come out smoothly. It seems that this group of freshmen Inside, there are some not-so-simple characters...

The girl standing on the small boat was looking at the distance quietly, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was thinking about other things and didn't care about them.

"Senior, here are twenty canine teeth." Wu Feng carried the bag, jumped onto the boat, opened the bag honestly, revealing a lot of bloody canine teeth inside.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe took a look and asked in surprise, "Twenty?"

The girl next to her couldn't help turning her head around and glanced at Wu Feng, a faint light flashed in her clear eyes.

"What's your name?" The middle-aged man in the blue robe made an inventory, and then asked Wu Feng.

"Wu Feng."

"Oh, so it's you." The middle-aged man in the blue robe revealed a hint of comprehension, "Your first level assessment is 'bad', so in the second level, you must be excellent. Congratulations, you have successfully passed the assessment. From now on, you will be an official disciple of the Warrior Academy!"

Wu Feng said happily: "Thank you, senior."

The middle-aged man in the blue robe smiled slightly, and said with deep meaning: "With inferior strength, you were able to hunt and kill twenty bloodthirsty tigers so quickly. You seem to have a lot of experience in fighting..."

Wu Feng scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

experience?

He has never seen this bloodthirsty tiger before, where is his experience!This time he was able to hunt the bloodthirsty tiger so smoothly, mainly because of the "mysterious memory" in his mind, which clearly told him the weakness of the bloodthirsty tiger.

So it's a one-hit kill.

Speaking of this mysterious memory...

Wu Feng fell into deep thought. It seems that since he came back from the Danjing Pavilion that day, something has started to go wrong...

……

time flies.

An hour later, Wu Feng was sitting on the small boat, and suddenly there was a shrill cry for help in the jungle. It was obvious that the situation was extremely critical.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe didn't have time to say more, his figure flashed, and he whizzed past like a shooting star, the speed was astonishingly fast.

A moment later, when the blue-robed middle-aged man came back, he happened to be holding a gray-clothed boy in his hand.The boy in gray was covered in blood, and one arm had been eaten by a bloodthirsty tiger. Although it was the left hand, it had almost ruined the boy.

There was a trace of pity in Wu Feng's eyes, poor guy.

After the blue-robed middle-aged man stopped the gray-clothed boy from bleeding, he put him aside and announced that he had failed the assessment.

This made the gray-clothed boy feel sad.

The day goes by quickly.

Seven or eight people called for help one after another, but they were all brought back by the middle-aged man in blue robes. Some of them were only slightly injured, and some were almost on the verge of death.

Apart from those who failed the assessment, only six people passed, including Wu Feng, the girl in white, and the purple-robed boy with a princely and noble background.

When counting the number of people before leaving, there were sixteen people when they came, but there were only twelve when they left. Obviously, four people had already died in this evil tiger mountain, and they didn't even have time to call for help...

……

"Tomorrow, report to the Warrior Academy!"

"Here are your clothes and ID cards. Each of you can bring three attendants to serve you in food, drink, housing and transportation. If you don't have any attendants, you can choose three handyman disciples from the Warrior Academy to serve you."

The middle-aged man in the blue robe brought everyone back, explained some rules to Wu Feng and the other six people, and then drifted away.

Those disciples who failed the assessment all left sadly.

……

Back in the hut where the handyman disciples lived in the Alchemy Academy, Wu Feng felt a burst of emotion. In just a few days, he had jumped from a small handyman disciple to an official disciple of the Bamboo Sound Sect!

Step up to nine days!

Become a master from now on!

He simply packed his luggage, and was about to leave the Alchemy Academy and settle down in the hospital of the Warrior Academy.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go out, he saw Zhang Xiaobiao running from a distance, his face full of panic, and he said anxiously: "Wu Feng, it's not good, you run, the Yellow Crane is going to trouble you!"

Wu Feng froze for a moment, "Trouble me?"

He knew Huang He. He was the Taoist boy who pointed fingers when he wiped the alchemy scriptures in the alchemy pavilion. Few people are willing to provoke him.

"Yeah, I wiped the scriptures for you these days. He deliberately found fault and cross-examined a few words. I said you were sick, so I took the place, but he said, this is your job. I want you to do it yourself!" Zhang Xiaobiao cried without tears.

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "How can this be reasonable, this is not his business."

Zhang Xiaobiao grabbed his body and hurriedly said: "Go and lie down and pretend to be sick, he will come soon, if he sees you alive and well, he will definitely not let it go."

Just as Wu Feng was about to say something, his brows twitched suddenly, but he didn't make a sound.

"Pretending to be sick?" came an arrogant voice, "Huh, it really is tricky, but it's a pity that it's too late. As a disciple of a handyman, but he doesn't work as a handyman, it's unreasonable for someone to impersonate him!"

Following the sound, a Taoist boy in yellow robe appeared in front of the two of them, followed by six or seven servant disciples, coming menacingly.

"You are Wu Feng?" Huangpao Daoist glanced at Wu Feng sideways, "How dare you be lazy! You don't want to be a disciple of the handyman? From now on, you will not be a disciple of the handyman's courtyard. Pack your bags and get out of here."

Wu Feng smiled, but said, "That's exactly what I mean."

He shook the burden on his shoulders and was about to leave.

The Taoist boy in yellow robe raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Wu Feng didn't care about the number of handyman disciples. Pay the price for a few days, and treat it as a souvenir from me! You guys, do it!"

The six or seven handyman disciples behind him looked at Wu Feng maliciously, moving their wrists and muscles, and gradually surrounded him.

"Remembrance..." Wu Feng smiled, "We really should keep some souvenirs."

He threw the burden to Zhang Xiaobiao, who continued in a daze, with a dazed expression on his face, but at the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, looking at the scene in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw the six or seven handyman disciples who came to Wu Feng to double-up, before touching Wu Feng's body, Wu Feng picked one up in each hand, picked it up, and threw it out casually.

These handyman disciples fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and couldn't get up for a long time. Even if they could get up, they would choose to lie down at this moment. Obviously, they have seen that Wu Feng is not someone to be messed with.

"You, you!" Huangpao Daotong looked at Wu Feng in surprise, never dreaming that a handyman disciple of the alchemy academy had such supernatural power!

Although he is a formal disciple, he only knows how to make alchemy. In terms of fighting, he is no different from a servant disciple.

"Why, you still want to hit me?" Huangpao Daotong saw that Wu Feng didn't stop, but walked towards him, raised his eyebrows, and a little anger flashed in his eyes, "Don't tell me you can't die if you want to die? If I lose a single hair, I will destroy your whole family..."

Snapped!

A crisp voice interrupted the words of the Huangpao Daotong.

He widened his eyes and looked at Wu Feng in front of him in disbelief. On his face, there were five bright red fingerprints...

"You, you dare to hit me??" Huangpao Daotong was trembling with anger, staring at Wu Feng with fiery eyes, and roared: "You are dead! You are dead!!"

Snapped!

Slap again.

The Taoist boy in yellow robe staggered and nearly fell down. He stared at Wu Feng with his eyes wide open. He was a dignified formal disciple, but was slapped by a handyman disciple!

What a shame!

He trembled with anger and almost lost his mind.

……

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