The best golden pupil

Chapter 1140

"Crack, clap... plop...!"

With a slap, Han Fei was slapped to the ground, his red face was swollen out of shape. From the beginning to the end, he had never used his unique skill, Ji Feng Shou.

All the guests and clansmen who watched the excitement were dumbfounded and covered their faces involuntarily. With so many of them, they didn't even see how Ning Tao made a move?
Are they... hallucinations?
Guanshi Feng opened his mouth, and his pupils contracted into needle eyes. He was the closest, and his strength was not bad, but he could only see afterimages, and that move was very similar to "slash with a knife"!
But how is this possible, and how can slave skills be compared with peak skills? Someone once made a classification for this, and they are divided into ranks one to ten, and skills are only the lowest first three ranks.

One knife chop is at most a first-grade unique skill, but Jifeng hand is a third-rank peak unique skill. If it goes one step further, it will be able to step into the field of Taoism, and earth-shaking changes will take place.

But Jifeng Hand... how could he lose to Yi Dao Hian?
There was deathly silence in the Sutra Pavilion, and everyone looked at it suspiciously. Could it be that Han Fei was afraid that he really knew the eldest lady and would make trouble for him, so he let the water go on purpose?

This thought instantly gained the upper hand, and it must be so. In the past, when they discussed each other, it was because they were being bullied. How could a mere guest, a slave with no skills, be able to stand up.

What's more, the salted fish turned over...it was still a salted fish!
One thing they can't bear is that they are direct members of the Han family and have the most noble status. If a guest slaps Han Fei in the face with his slave skills, it is equivalent to slapping the Han family in the face.

It's more like saying that the peak unique knowledge treasured by their Han family is not as powerful as the unique knowledge created by a slave!

One is the crystallization of wisdom, wisdom, and epiphany that the ancestors have worked hard and exhausted all their lives, and it is a top three skill!
And the other one was created by an old man in the kitchen who chops too much firewood and was idle and bored. It can hardly be regarded as a masterpiece!
Comparing the two, as long as you are a smart person, you will never believe that the old cow in the kitchen can crush the ancestors!
What makes them even more unbearable is how they can be trampled by slaves. They are the masters, how can they be trampled by dogs, only they can trample on dogs, and no dogs can trample on them.

Immediately, a person stood up, lean and strong, also a direct member of the Han family, named Han Yi, in this type of competition, he was second only to the absent-minded Han Fei, and now he can surpass it.

He took a big step forward and said proudly: "On behalf of the Han family, I will compete with the slaves you represent. I want you to know how powerful the unique skills of my Han family ancestors... are."

When Ning Tao heard this, he turned to look at Guanshi Feng with a calm expression on his face. In this place, he had to be the one to decide.

Seeing this, Guanshi Feng narrowed his eyes, glanced at Han Fei who was absent-minded, and then at Han Yi who was full of confidence, his heart moved, Han Yi was from the lineage of the Great Elder...!
Immediately praised: "No. 11 round, start!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them didn't make a move first, they both stood with their hands behind their backs like a master, extremely proud.

Seeing this, Han Yi flashed a cold light in his eyes, and immediately said with a cold smile: "I hope you can keep up with my speed, and I will let you experience my unique skills, mad... wind...!"

"Snapped!"

"mad……!"

"Snapped……!"

He didn't even say his name, one side of his face was already swollen, and he was in a dazed state. Is this... the end?

Ning Tao in front of him, with a calm face, still stood with his hands behind his back, and it seemed that he didn't even show any signs of making a move.

Han Yi covered one side of his face, his lips turned white, and said weakly, "Can I... finish my name?"

When Ning Tao heard the words, he just smiled back.

Seeing this, Han Yi took a step back, feeling unsafe, and immediately took another step back. Then he covered his swollen face, and said weakly: "My unique skill is the Kuangfeng Bergamot!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a bright red palm print on the left cheek, with five fingers clearly, as if engraved on it, attracting attention.

"hiss……!"

Everyone gasped, stunned for a while, and gradually recognized Ning Tao's strength. At that moment, they felt that they had moved, but their eyes remained the same, and their voices echoed.

The strength of this person cannot be underestimated!

Han Yi covered both sides of his face, almost crying, and said aggrievedly: "Didn't it be agreed not to hit me?"

Ning Tao felt ashamed when he heard the words, and coughed dryly: "Ah, subconsciously, besides, I didn't promise not to hit you."

"Pfft...!"

Han Yi and the others almost vomited blood, feeling a grievance in his heart, a grievance, he even took two steps back, and was slapped in the face again, his mother didn't know if he recognized him or not.

Suddenly, dozens of onlookers rioted, and dozens of eyes all looked at one person, his name was Han Yun!

His speed was second only to Han Yi among these people!
When Han Yun saw this, his face turned pale, and he took a step back subconsciously, and said weakly: "You...why are you all looking at me?"

A member of the Han family said with a strange expression: "Han Yun, I remember your special skill, the one you often show off in front of us, what is it called, forgot...?"

"Uh!"

Hearing this, Han Yun wrinkled his face, and immediately explained: "My unique skill is... Amethyst Demon Breaker!"

"Snapped!"

A slap sounded, and the air became quiet again. Han Yun touched his cheek, the burning pain stunned him.

Subconsciously, he looked at Ning Tao, with a shocked expression on his face, and Ning Tao was even more shocked than him. He looked at his hand, and suddenly said solemnly: "I promise, this time it is absolutely subconscious."

Pfft...!
Hearing the words, everyone almost spurted a mouthful of old blood. What do you mean this time is guaranteed, and what the hell was the last time?

Han Yi lay on the ground crying even harder, so wronged, that slap was intentional by Ning Tao, I am not willing...!
Dou E...I want to compete with you...!
Suddenly, the Han family member who asked before said strangely again: "Guan Ma, I remember your unique skills, but they are shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. Why don't you tell me about it."

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of all the disciples lit up. Han Fei, Han Yi, and Han Yun even burst out with thieves' light. They covered their cheeks and looked at Guanshi Ma, with...sinister smiles on their faces!
They still vaguely remember Guanshi Ma's bragging face in front of everyone, and he was very proud, and he regarded the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as his trump card.

The name is... Daxi Dabei Ruthless Armor Sunderer!

Sure enough, Guanshi Feng's face turned green when he heard the words, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. Seeing everyone's gazes on him, his eyelids twitched wildly, showing a lack of confidence.

I saw his green face, hesitatingly said: "Well, I've been too busy recently, I seem to have forgotten?"

"Crack...!"

Before he finished speaking, there were two more slap marks on his face. The force was so strong that his brain buzzed a little, and his eyes turned black.

Steward Feng touched his flushed cheeks, opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, and a burst appeared on his face.

But before he exploded, Ning Tao suddenly said solemnly: "I swear, I did it on purpose this time!"

(End of this chapter)