Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 117 The Warrior Boy

Bronze trial.

Piao Miao Academy organizes the students of the Bronze Class to have an experience every month. It is called encouraging the fighting spirit of the Bronze Class. In essence, the Silver Class is unilaterally abusing people. Of course, after each trial, the students of the Bronze Class will improve. Still pretty big.

Nan Fengqing was bored waiting for himself to play, it was really boring.

Before this, Nan Feng Shaojue worriedly stuffed Nan Fengqing with a lot of paper full of runes, and threw the runes when he said that he couldn't beat anything. Hearing Nan Fengqing's face burst into shame, she even suspected the second brother It's a Taoist priest.

And—is it necessary for her to throw these?
It's not bad if she doesn't bully the students in Xuanyin class.

However, she would not tell her second brother about these things, but asked Nanfeng Shaojue how to use these things seriously.

Nan Feng Shaojue laughed a few times, with complicated emotions flashing across his eyes, but he still didn't tell the origin of these rune papers.

Just like that, Nan Fengqing came onto the stage with a pile of papers full of strange symbols in his arms.

The one who tried with her was a teenager from the Xuanyin class, with big eyes and a little handsome appearance, he was a Tier [-] warrior.

When the young man saw that his trial object was Nan Fengqing, he was a little stunned. He was a boy, and the other party was a first-level summoner girl. How could he be able to do this?
In particular, the girl opposite him smiled beautifully, her eyes were shining, and she said with a smile: "Summoner—Nan Fengqing."

"Warrior—Huan Yicheng." The boy said with some embarrassment.

Nan Fengqing narrowed his eyes, without showing any fear or nervousness on his face, his expression was very natural.

On the other hand, the boy, who was scratching his head in embarrassment, laughed a few times, looking very conflicted, "That, student Nanfeng, you should make the first move."

"Uh..." the south wind is leaning towards the black line.

The boy obviously didn't want to fight her.

In the audience, the young teacher seemed to be in a hurry. The monthly trial is very beneficial to the students in the bronze class. At the very least, the instructor can find out the shortcomings of the two students in the trial and what needs to be improved. But the young Huan Yicheng looked like he couldn't bear to do it.
Even Huan Yicheng wasn't even ready to use his own weapon.

What a warrior is most proud of is that he can use a weapon as easily as he can command his left and right hands. Huan Yicheng's weapon is a sword, but whether it is his temperament or appearance, he seems to be a bit less heroic than a warrior, but he is very gentle. Feel.

"." Nan Fengqing felt that he simply put on a show and was beaten to the ground directly, so he just got out of the game.

In fact, Huan Yicheng also participated in the trial for the first time. He had never abused a student in the bronze class. Who knew that the first trial made him meet a girl?
If the other party was a boy, Huan Yicheng might be merciless, but when he saw the south wind, Huan Yicheng became worried.

Really want to do it?

At this moment, his mentor was a little anxious. It turned out that what the child lacked was not courage, but because of kindness, he didn't want to do anything.

Perhaps, in the future, it is time to take him to the Monster Forest to practice more.
The instructor was thinking, but he heard Nan Fengqing say something that surprised him, she said: "Hey, warriors of Xuanyin class, take out your weapons, let's have a good fight."

(End of this chapter)