The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 338 Provocation!

Chapter 380 Provocation!

"I'm not as strong as you, so I won't go up!" Feng Wanli waved his hand with an innocent face.

Gu Le stared at Feng Wanli, and said, "That's not what you said when you killed Chen Song and the others."

"Is there?" Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, with an innocent face, pretending to say: "I am only a sophomore, how can I compare with your seniors."

Gu Le's complexion was pale, and he looked at Feng Wanli with disbelief, and then asked: "In the past, I heard people say that you are shameless, but seeing you today, you are really shameless."

Feng Wan's face was reddish, although he thought he had a thick skin, but after all, he was a little embarrassed to be said in front of so many classmates.

"Tsk tsk!"

Haotian on the side smacked his lips, looking very surprised: "Even you will be shy."

Feng Wanli rubbed his chin, rolled his eyes at Haotian, and said, "What you said..."

"Since only one person actively signed up, let me choose."

At this moment, the old man upstairs suddenly said that he wanted to select students to participate in the secret realm.

Feng Wan's face changed slightly, with a helpless expression on his face, he said to Haotian who was at the side: "I still can't escape, I will be selected."

"how do you know?"

Haotian glanced at Feng Wanli, and said, "Maybe I don't want you?"

Feng Wanli was full of confidence, and said, "How is it possible that any student in this school can beat me?"

"That's not what you said just now." Haotian glanced at Feng Wanli, and pouted at the side.

Feng Wanli grinned: "I call it modest."

"Gule!"

"Zhang Yang!"

"Feng Bin!"

. . . . . . . .

After registering the names of dozens of students in a row, Feng Wanli's name was not called out for a long time.

"Look, your name hasn't been called yet." Haotian said from the side.

"Huh!" Feng Wanli let out a light snort, and couldn't help touching his chin, wondering: "What's going on here?"

Haotian covered his mouth with a snicker and said, "It goes without saying, I'm sure the school leaders don't care about you."

Feng Wanli glanced at Haotian, waved his hand: "Maybe."

"He Ziling!"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and he fixed his eyes on the old man in front of him.

"what!!!"

Haotian on the side was amazed, obviously never expecting to be called Ziling.

"How did you call Ziling?" Haotian shouted towards Feng Wanli: "The secret realm is so dangerous, if Ziling gets in, it will be very dangerous."

"I won't let her in." Feng Wanli's eyes flashed coldly, but his heart was very clear. It was obvious that someone was messing with him.

Why is Ziling the only one among tens of thousands of students?

At the same time, the old man on the stage stopped registering, and smiled slightly at the audience: "There are 34 students in total, I hope you will win glory for our school."

"I go!"

Feng Wanli turned into wind and appeared on the high platform in an instant, his face was reddish, and he said to the old man, "Replace Zi Ling."

"Which student are you? Are you so rude?" The old man turned his face sideways, squinted at Feng Wanli, and said with disdain, "I don't know if the teacher is talking, can't the students interrupt?"

Feng Wanli licked his lips, looked at the old man with a cold look, and said lightly: "I am Feng Wanli, and I want to replace He Ziling and participate in the secret realm."

"No!" The old coach shook his head and smiled at Feng Wanli: "Who do you think you are? The secret realm is an ordinary place? You can go there if you want? Besides, you are only bronze, so what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

"I hope Wanli can take it easy."

Among the crowd, Thirteen waved his hand and said softly.

"Haha, do you know that evil young man?" A man with yellow hair suddenly turned around and asked Thirteen.

"Hmm!" Thirteen nodded slightly.

The man with yellow hair continued to laugh and said, "Look, Feng Wanli will be taught a lesson by this director soon."

"Ok?"

Thirteen raised his eyebrows slightly, puzzled and asked: "The director has platinum strength?"

"Forehead."

The yellow-haired man's expression froze suddenly, and then he shook his head: "No, he is a gold-level inheritor."

"Oh." Thirteen nodded, and then looked at the high platform calmly.

"Don't you care about your friend at all? That's a gold-level inheritor."

The yellow-haired man hated iron but said: "Even if Feng Wanli is strong and kills two silver-level inheritors, but those are gold-level powerhouses, Feng Wanli can't be his opponent at all."

Shisan seemed to be paralyzed, looked at the yellow-haired man lightly, and then said, "Got it."

"Humph!!!"

Seeing Shisan's "indifferent" appearance, the yellow-haired man snorted coldly, and cursed in a low voice: "Look at your pretentious appearance. When your friend dies, we'll see what you will do."

At the same time, on the high platform.

Feng Wanli suddenly relaxed, patted the blue spirit mink on his shoulder, and said softly: "Someone is going to bully your mistress, what do you think?"

"Chi Chi!!!"

Lanling Diao let out a soft cry, and a cold azure blue light shot out from his mouth in an instant, blasting towards the director.

"Frozen Light!!!"

The director snorted softly: "You dare to attack the director. Today I will perform the duties of a teacher and teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, the director made a move with one hand, but he didn't dodge the freezing light that was flying towards him at all.

"what!"

The director screamed, his body was covered with layers of blue ice crystals, obviously seriously injured.

Obviously, the director didn't care about Feng Wanli's strength at all, and looked down on him very much. Also, Feng Wanli was only a sophomore, and no one could believe that Feng Wanli had gold-level strength.

Director is no exception.

"What's going on! Feng Wanli's monster pet can actually injure the director!"

"The director is gold-level, so doesn't that mean that Feng Wanli's monster pet also has gold-level strength???"

"How can you be so perverted!!!"

. . . . . .

At the same time, the yellow-haired man beside Shisan looked pale, pointed at Feng Wanli, and said to Shisan, "This... this!!!"

Thirteen glanced at the yellow-haired man, and said calmly: "I said before, I hope Feng Wanli can be gentle."

"Ha ha!"

The yellow-haired man chuckled. Although he was taken aback by the strength of Feng Wanli's monster, he still didn't believe that Feng Wanli could defeat the director.

"Even if he has a gold-level monster pet, he can't beat the director!" The yellow-haired man pressed Shisan's eyes tightly and said, "As long as the director avoids the monsters, he can still easily defeat Feng Wanli."

Thirteen glanced at the yellow-haired man, puzzled and said, "Do you know that director?"

"I don't know." The yellow-haired man shook his head.

Thirteen waved his hand: "I thought you knew him, otherwise why would you speak for him like a dog."

(End of this chapter)