The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 87 Who is the first grader?

Liu Yiran raised his eyebrows, gave a cold snort, and walked forward.

Mo Xiong followed.

Coming to the training area of ​​the dark department, Liu Yiran said slowly, "You and Lin Zian have been away for seven years, and now I want to beat you up."

Mo Xiong put his hands behind his head, "You guys are not abusive."

Liu Yiran couldn't help laughing. When he was in Qingdu, everyone else was abused. This is not bad. "Now Xiu Jie is our boss."

"You want me to join?" Mo Xiong asked back.

Liu Yiran nodded without hesitation.

"It's late, I already have a boss." Mo Xiong smiled brightly.

"Just in Luyang Town, where the birds don't shit?" Liu Yiran hadn't spoken yet, but heard a gloomy voice coming over.

Mo Xiong restrained his smile, and when he turned his head, he saw Kang Xiujie staring at him with angry eyes.

"Kang Xiujie, you owe it to me again!" Mo Xiong clenched his hands tightly, and his whole body was filled with thunder and lightning.

Kang Xiujie made a weird smile, "You are also very capable. If you can wear the school uniform of the last class, I think highly of you."

Mo Xiong really wanted to punch Kang Xiujie's face that needed a punch, but remembering the boss' warning, he suppressed his anger forcefully.

"Of course you will know whether I am strong or weak during the month-end assessment." Mo Xiong let go of his clenched fist, and did not give Kang Xiujie a good look, "You just wait for me to kill you!"

The smile on Kang Xiujie's face became a little more normal, but he was not as impulsive as before, "I'll wait!"

"By the way, who is the first in grade?" Mo Xiong moved his neck, his goal was the first in grade.

Kang Xiujie restrained his face, snorted softly, and replied reluctantly, "That stinking girl Zuo Lingchen."

Mo Xiong was taken aback, Zuo Lingchen, that girl who knew how to cry when she was a child?

"I didn't expect that." Mo Xiong shook his head.

Liu Yiran continued, "That's right, when I was in the third grade, I didn't know what Ling Chen ate, and I felt like I was on the hook, studying desperately."

Just as Mo Xiong was about to speak, he caught sight of two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye, and he had no intention of continuing the conversation, "Got it, that's it, I'll go first."

After speaking, Mo Xiong raised his foot and ran towards Rong Luo and Lin Zi'an.

Kang Xiujie fixed his gaze on it.

Lin Zian, there is another person beside him whom he doesn't know.

Lin Zian looked at Kang Xiujie who was opposite him, he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Boss, why are you here?" Mo Xiong asked curiously with a smile on his face.

"Of course I'm looking for you." Lin Zian stretched his waist. Although he was not sure why the boss knew that Mo Xiong was here, the only thing that was certain was that the boss's perception was different from ordinary people.

"I almost forgot." Mo Xiong patted his forehead, and practiced routinely, but this time he was going to be abused by the boss again.

"I'll show you the way." Rong Luo lifted his foot, and Mo Xiong and Mo Xiong walked by Kang Xiujie's side without squinting.

"Okay!"

Kang Xiujie's expression was gloomy, an ice magician?
Why can't he feel a trace of magical fluctuations in that boy?
Or because she was so strong that he couldn't even notice it.

Liu Yiran watched Kang Xiujie remain silent and unable to speak, so he had to stand there to accompany him.

Rong Luo took Mo Xiong and Lin Zian back home, put the things back in the bedroom, changed into simple clothes, and went to the training room.

Mo Xiong looked at Rong Luo who was standing opposite him. In the last battle, he persisted in 62 moves under Rong Luo's hands, and it was under Rong Luo's [-]kg weight.

This time, Rong Luo only had a weight of [-] kilograms on his body.

"Boss, I'm going to fuck!" Mo Xiong shouted, his eyes suddenly became wild, and there was a bit of wild beast in his movements.

The martial arts learned by Mo Xiong are unique to the Mo family, and Mo Qingpu personally taught them. Every movement is infused with a wild atmosphere. He can be evenly divided with Rong Luo.

In the face of battle, no matter who it is, Rong Luo will never give up.

The iron fist pierced through the air, and rushed towards Rongluo with haste.

Rong Luo didn't dodge and counterattacked, his speed was surprisingly fast.

Mo Xiong's dynamic vision is very strong, and it is because he can see fast-moving objects clearly that Rong Luo's movements can reflect him.

Because what Mo Xiong saw was not one Rong Luo, but many Rong Luos coming towards him. The combination of reality and fiction made him hard to guard against.

A punch landed on Mo Xiong's lower abdomen, and a cool voice rang in Mo Xiong's ear, "The speed is very slow."

Mo Xiong coughed twice, suppressing the pain in his lower abdomen. Rong Luo's speed was too fast, which made him need to use more concentrated attention to observe Rong Luo's movements, and his own movements stagnated for a moment. Let Rong Luo succeed.

Rong Luo's black eyes narrowed slightly, she could clearly see all Mo Xiong's weaknesses.

all.

This time, she didn't last more than seventy moves, and Rong Luo rewarded Mo Xiong with a kick. The next time she doesn't fight like this, she will use the devil training given by her fourth uncle.

The next one is Lin Zi'an.

Rong Luo's attitude was more rigorous than that of Mo Xiong.

Mo Xiong has the sensitivity and strength like a monster, Rong Luo is not afraid of such an opponent, but Lin Zian is good at calculation and calculation, and if he is not careful, he will fall into his full set.

So Rong Luo had to be twice as vigilant against him as he was against Mo Xiongchao.

"Boss, relax." Lin Zian comforted with a smile.

Relax?It will be miserable if you relax.Rong Luo looked at Lin Zian expressionlessly.

Lin Zi'an had calmed down a long time ago. Every time he fought against the boss, he couldn't catch any expression on Rong Luo's face that revealed his emotions. He was used to it.

The wind element is known for its speed, as long as there is flowing air, Lin Zi'an can casually send out wounding wind blades, making it hard to guard against.

Especially after reaching level 45, Lin Zian is more comfortable with the use of wind.

Unable to use martial arts, Rong Luo held the ice sword tightly in his hand.

Lin Zian raised his eyebrows lightly and took out his ice sword, the boss was serious.

With a slight movement of her fingers, the most common wind blade calmly fell behind her and condensed, heading towards her back.

The clean and neat sword flower was pulled lightly, and the wind blade was cut off by her directly.

"Entangling." Facing the endless stream of wind blades coming out of nowhere, his thin lips parted slightly, and the silky snake-like ice tendrils went straight towards Lin Zian.

Breaking through the wind, Lin Zian condensed a magic shield around his body, which was barely able to stop the weird ice tendrils.

"Crack!" Rong Luo broke through the wind blade, and the ice sword landed on the magic shield, making the sound of cracking non-stop.

"Whirlwind!" Lin Zi'an consolidated the magic shield while releasing medium magic, whirlwind.

A strong whirlwind followed, Rong Luo's clothes were blown up, her ice-blue hair hovered in the air, and her body seemed to be rooted, not even moving.

The ice tendrils were directly crushed by the whirlwind and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Zian, who had been staring at the ice vine, saw that the ice was broken, and secretly thought it was not good.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the whirlwind that was blowing up slowly became smaller for some reason.

Rong Luo's eyes flickered, and he slashed Lin Zian's magic shield.

This battle, Lin Zian lost.

(End of this chapter)