Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, starting with a hundred times the crit!

Chapter 82 Start the War!The deterrent power of twenty ghosts!

As soon as the words fell, the entire martial arts hall was in an uproar.

Although Ye Feng's words were only referring to the four juniors, if the meaning was misinterpreted by someone with a heart, then Ye Feng might be noticed by the entire juniors.

And there were quite a few juniors in the auditorium. Although they knew that Ye Feng was not talking about themselves, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This is too crazy. Those who don't know think that he really doesn't pay attention to the whole junior year."

As soon as the words came out, another third-year student next to him also echoed: "It is indeed a bit crazy, but if it were me, I have such a strong potential, and I am even crazier than him!"

"Those who don't know think he doesn't pay attention to the junior? Could it be that you think the junior is really in his eyes?"

"Dropped out of school to repeat, I'm going to freshman year, I'm going to hang out with him! He's so handsome!"

When the four junior students of Soul Dance Club heard what Ye Feng said, their reactions were a little ugly.

The faces of the four of them were all dark, and one of them frowned and shouted: "Ye Feng, do you really think that being No.1 in the freshman can make you look down on the junior?"

Ye Feng spread his hands and said helplessly: "That's because you misinterpreted my meaning, I just look down on the four of you... that's all."

The man laughed out loud at Ye Feng's words, pointed at Ye Feng with the long sword in his hand, and shouted violently: "Then don't blame us for bullying the small!"

"Then don't blame me for bullying the weak with a gun." Ye Feng didn't give in at all.

The atmosphere exploded at this moment, and the two associations rushed towards each other like a group of street gangsters.

But the Soul Dance Club is obviously more tacit than Ye Feng's Broken Soul Club. The Broken Soul Club has just been established, and there is no tacit understanding among the members.

Everyone plays by themselves most of the time, and they don't even support other teammates at all.

Compared with the Soul Dance Club, their combat strategy is much more sophisticated. If someone suffers a loss from the members of the Soul Dance Club, they will withdraw immediately, and then others will make up for it.

Ye Feng frowned secretly when he saw it, and said in his heart that he still needs to exercise his teamwork ability in the future, and he can't play by himself like he is now.

But that's something for the future, and the top priority now is to get rid of the four junior seniors.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng concentrated all his attention and looked at the other four seniors who were on guard.

Stimulating the Zhongyuan solar term in the body, the thick black mist that was close to the essence gushed out of Ye Feng's body.

The black mist began to condense, and finally changed into the shape of a door.

A shrill cry resembling a ghost crying and a wolf howling faintly came from the door.

Seeing this, the four people knew that Ye Feng was going to call for a helper, so they immediately looked at each other and decided not to give Ye Feng the chance to summon the kid.

The four of them rushed towards each other with a tacit understanding, and the weapons in their hands aimed straight at Ye Feng.

"retreat!"

Ye Feng took his time, transformed into a judge's pen and wrote a word lightly.

The word retreat was written in the void, but in an instant, a force was condensed, rushing towards the four rushing people.

The energy of this word is so great that it only pushed the four of them back several meters.

After they stood still, they looked at Ye Feng, who looked calm and breezy, in amazement.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is the top-level awakening festival, and there is such a magic weapon as the judge's pen.

With the combination of two and two, Ye Feng's current combat ability has faintly surpassed them.

Ye Feng looked at the horrified senior, stopped his pen and stood up, and said with a smile, "Where is the ghost?"

The voice just fell.

The voice was like a military order. When Ye Feng's voice fell to the ground, several ghosts with green faces and fangs slowly walked out of the door formed by the black mist behind him.

Counting down, there are a total of twenty!

Ye Feng also intended to make a quick decision, so he directly summoned twenty little ghosts.

"die!"

As soon as the twenty ghosts stepped out of the door, they instantly locked on to the four junior students not far away.

Twenty ghosts roared at the same time, the hoarse and shrill voice only shook the group of students who were fighting fiercely beside them and couldn't help trembling.

"Ding, the host's ghost was detected to launch an attack, and the ghost's speed is [-] times critical!"

Under the increase of the system, those twenty ghosts are like a thick black lightning.

In an instant, the four people who planned to besiege Ye Feng were surrounded by ghosts.

Fortunately, the strength of these students is not too weak. Although they can't break through in a short time, they won't be hurt by the ghosts.

The leader of the four held his long sword across his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered, "Qing Ping Qu."

Accompanied by his words, there was a faint melody.

Although Ye Feng didn't know what the sudden music was, he could be sure that it was the effect of that person's spell.

This Qingping song seems to have the effect of stagnating the speed of the target. When the sound was flying, the ghosts who were already as fast as lightning suddenly stagnated, and immediately slowed down in vain.

Seeing this, the other three breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them couldn't help laughing and said, "Ye Feng, sometimes having a lot of people is not an advantage, strength is the most fundamental."

"Isn't it too early to be happy?" Ye Feng laughed, picked up the pen and wrote the word "dagger".

Immediately, Ye Feng held the Yuehua dagger, pushed aside the crowd and swam in.

"Ding, it is detected that the host is attacking with the Moonlight Blade, and the speed is thirty times as critical!"

The sight of the four people surrounded by the ghosts was blocked, and they didn't notice that Ye Feng had quietly walked behind a ghost at this moment.

In the auditorium, everyone couldn't help holding their breath, for fear that it would disturb Ye Feng's offensive.

Under the thirty-fold speed increase, Ye Feng only felt that he seemed to have broken through a certain limit.

He brushed away a ghost casually, and the moment Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of the four people.

A shimmering dagger has been quietly attached to a student's neck.

But Ye Feng didn't continue to let the dagger go deeper, but just scratched lightly on the man's neck.

But it was enough to make blood overflow from his neck. The wound was not deep, but it was enough to make him terrified!

With a successful blow, Ye Feng smiled lightly, and his figure retreated instantly, and the vacancy was filled by Li Gui again.

"Brothers, I'm taking a break."

The man clutched his neck, intending to prevent the blood from spilling out wantonly.

He sneered, then turned his head and smiled wryly at his teammates: "Fortunately, my subordinates are merciful, otherwise the treatment fee will cost a lot of money.

Come on, I can't fight anymore. "

After finishing speaking, the man put away the weapon in his hand and walked slowly towards a ghost.

Although the ghost glared at him, he still consciously stepped aside a little, allowing the man to get out of the encirclement.

Not long after the fight started, one combat power had already been lost.

This accident made the remaining three people a little heavy, but they still kept an eye on the ghosts surrounding them, for fear that there would be another Ye Feng rushing in behind these ghosts.

(End of this chapter)