Supreme Medicinal God

"It seems that Chu Ling is really right, your kid is arrogant enough!"

Instructor Wei was stunned, and sneered, "Dare to be so arrogant in front of me in mid-level, you are the first!"

Mid-level...

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, shook his head, and asked with a smile: "Is the mid-day class terrific?"

In the old days, Tian Ye was indeed an insurmountable gap for Ye Feng.But for Ye Feng now, the peak of the heavenly level is just waiting for leisure.

If the mid-level mid-level is great, then what are the two top-level peaks of Fu Qianfan and Xuan Jing who died under his hands?Can the Chinese cabbage planted in the ground be chopped off?

And this sentence, also asked the instructor Wei's face instantly gloomy into the bottom of the pot.

In the middle of the hall, even if you look at the entire ancient martial world, they are the highest-ranking characters.But now he was questioned by this little guy with a disdainful face, which made him feel that there was no place to put his face.

"Which school are you from?"

After biting his teeth for a long time and trying to put down his anger, Instructor Wei said to Ye Feng.

"There are no schools and no factions, all by yourself." Ye Feng shrugged and said indifferently: "Why are you having so many problems, and why are there a hundred thousand? If you're okay, let go, I still have things to do."

It turned out to be a free repair by a lone soul...

Upon hearing Ye Feng's answer, Instructor Wei relieved slightly, and a hint of fineness appeared in his eyes.

"I came here this time, not to trouble you or to grab your stuff, but to send you an invitation. Two days later, there will be a competition here, not only Qingwu they participate, among my instructors There are also discussions. Since you can beat Chu Ling, you should have the qualification to compete with a group of instructors. How are you interested in trying it?"

After smiling, Instructor Wei asked Ye Feng Shen Sheng.

"I don't like to bully people."

Ye Feng shook his head, neatly refusing Wei Wei's invitation.

According to his ideas, since this surnamed Wei is only in the mid-level, he can serve as the chief instructor, then the rest of the instructors have the highest strength, and the sky is only the beginning of the level.

With his current cultivation practice, competing with these people on the same stage, that is not to bully them.

"Boy, you deceive people too much!"

Instructor Wei's teeth rattled, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

This kid is so irritating, and he talks with a group of heavenly class, and dare to say that it is bullying them. What is this group of people like?Can anyone let me knead and put the soft old persimmon?

"You think I am bullying you, then when I am bullying you..." Ye Feng shrugged indifferently, said: "Is there anything else, if not, I will go."

He wasn't idle and doing nothing. He only had enough food to compete with this group of guys.

"Oh, I don't think you don't want to participate, but you dare not take part in the competition?" Seeing Ye Feng leaving, how could Wei Instructor stop there, sneering, and then said: "And the competition between instructors is also rewarding, The winner can enter the secret vault to pick an item at will, don’t you want to enter the secret vault again?"

Can the winner enter the vault again?

Ye Feng's footsteps stagnated.

There are a lot of good things in the military's secret library. If these people use them, it is a pearl and dust. Instead of this, let him choose two more.

"However, if you lose, it is not without punishment. You have to pick out something from your collection and let your opponent pick it!" Seeing Ye Feng moving, Instructor Wei hurriedly said.

It turned out that the goods were still running from what the master selected from the secret store...

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, but he was too lazy to talk to this stupid bullshit he nodded himself. After nodding, he said lightly: "Two days later, you and I are still here. I will let you know how to write regret in two words! "

"you……"

Instructor Wei jumped violently, wishing he could slap Fei Yefeng in a slap, but Ye Feng didn't give him the opportunity to continue speaking. He gave Nie Qingwu a glance, and strode toward the barracks.

Hum, two days later, you will know who will understand the word "regret"!

After staring at Ye Feng's back and sneering for several times, Instructor Wei Qing turned his face away and looked away.

According to Chu Ling's previous statement, and Ye Feng's age, he suspected that Ye Feng's cultivation should be the peak of the prefecture level, or the early days of the Tian level. Only with such strength can Chu Ling be crushed and the enemy be defeated.

And even if he guessed wrong, Ye Feng, like him, is also mid-level, but he feels surprised by his battle, and winning this little guy should not be a big deal.

...

"Ye Feng, that Wei instructor is very powerful, is in the mid-level, and the people in the camp are not his opponents... And I also heard people say that before he entered the military camp, he was also famous in the ancient martial world..."

After leaving the barracks, Nie Qingwu said to Ye Feng with some worry.

"Mid-level mid-level? A mid-level mid-level bird, can he fly?" Ye Feng heard the sound and smiled faintly.

"Of course not..." Nie Qingwu shook his head, but only half of the words said, and he laughed dumbly.

Ye Feng can fly with the sword, and this is something that the instructor Wei can't do at all. The strength between the two people can be seen from this point alone. There is no suspense in this two-day game.

And in her heart, she could not help but mourn for Wei instructor, who had a bad idea of ​​who to fight, but he wanted to fight Ye Feng, this is not to find yourself happy?

"So, you don't have to worry about me, you should think about what if the instructor Wei loses his face and prepares to slip..." Ye Feng laughed and continued, "Let's go, let's go to the hospital, Look at the old man."

Nie Qingwu nodded, and the lowered expression hit the throttle.

Galloping all the way, the two quickly came to the hospital where Mr. Nie lived.

Why is Nie Lao's situation so severe...

After hurrying to the intensive care unit where Nie Lao was located, sweeping through the window at the door, Ye Feng's eyebrows immediately twisted into a big pimple.

I saw Nie Lao on the hospital bed. At the moment, there is still the prestige of the old tiger. The lying on the bed is not talking, and the cheek muscles are drooping, and there is constant drooling along the corners of the lips...

Not only that, Ye Feng also noticed that Nie Lao's arms, legs and feet would twitch violently every once in a while.

Did Nie Lao really have a stroke?!

Seeing these remarkable stroke performances by Nie Lao, Ye Feng frowned, and could not help starting to doubt his previous judgment.

(End of this chapter)