This Game is Not Easy

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (apex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? Dean's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wu Ziwang, I think you are a talented person, so I will tolerate it. But if you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me, Kangtang Academy, for directly removing your admission quota!"

"Joke! Such a pedantic and backward academy, you beg me to enroll, but I won't!"

Although genius is good, if the mind is not right, it is only a scourge.

In the rivers and lakes, the genius of the wrong mind, the murder of the master and the betrayal of the family is not a small probability event, and it often occurs.

As Kangtang Academy, which prides itself on being a prestigious school, naturally would not accept this kind of unrighteous disciple.

Although Wu Lunzi has not yet reached that stage, the attitude he has shown so far does not belong to any honest person.

At a young age, he was already like this, and if he passed on his martial arts, he might actually be able to kill a master.

Although the dean was a little regretful, he still said firmly: "Okay! Since you said it, then I will remove your quota..."

"and many more!"

The dean's words were forcibly interrupted by the vice dean.

The vice president with a black beard pointed at the madman Wu and said, "Senior brother, just because this student was emotional and blurted out some stupid words, he shut out such geniuses, I see, you did this. , will make other colleagues laugh."

"Junior Brother, what do you think?"

The vice dean looked directly at the dean, and said word by word: "This son, I want it!"

"Junior brother, listen to my advice, this person's mentality is not right, and he will cause trouble in the future."

"Senior brother, you already have a direct disciple, but what about me? I have been for so many years, but a direct disciple has not experienced it yet. Finally, this year, the number of geniuses exploded. If you give me one, there is no need to be stingy, right?"

"It's not a question of being stingy or not, this son..."

"Senior brother! I put my words here. Wu Ziwang, I want it, what are you going to do? Stop me?"

Seeing the vice-president's resolute attitude, the dean could not help but sigh.

"Hey, it's up to you. It's just the teaching of Wu Ziwang, you need to pay more attention."

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will educate my direct disciples by myself."

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two sides was a bit stiff, but the matter was settled after all.

Wu Lunzi has a clear backstage support, and his attitude has become more arrogant and domineering.

"Dean, I heard from you before that you want your direct disciple to compete with the first place in the freshman assessment. I'm thinking... that all the little girls have already been knocked out of the ring by me and have gone to the back to recover, shouldn't you? Would you like to push the second place to top the tank?"

These words are thorny.

The dean's eyelids twitched several times.

Fortunately, the old man's skin is thick, but his expression has not changed.

"It was indeed the original plan, but according to what Martial Master Nephew said... Plan to replace the first place in the freshman and challenge my direct disciple?"

"Challenge? No, no, no! I want to beat your direct disciple to the ground! Let me tell you with facts, who is the strongest among the new students, who is the real genius! A mediocrity is a baby!"

"Okay..." The dean took a deep breath and repeated, "Okay!"

"What do you mean? Dean agreed?"

"That's right. Since nephew martial artist wants to discuss with his disciple, I'll give you a chance."

At the end, the dean glanced at Fang Yi, who was drinking tea calmly, as if it was none of his own business.

"Lin Ye."

Putting down the tea, Fang Yi slowly stood up and saluted respectfully.

"The disciple is here!"

"Go and fight with Martial Master Nephew..."

Lowering his voice, similar to the way of sound transmission, the dean added: "Do your best, don't worry."

The reason why it is similar to sound transmission is because the dean's kung fu is obviously not practiced at home.

It just compresses the sound, it doesn't really sound directly in the ear.

If the other person is very close, they can still hear the content of the conversation.

Learn from each other, this should be the point.

The dean asked Fang Yi to do his best, and he didn't have to worry about it.

It is clear that we need to make a serious effort.

In the final analysis, he was afraid that Fang Yi would lose and would not be able to save face.

In fact, it does.

If Fang Yi had been accepted as a direct disciple by the dean early on, he would have lost.

Isn't that hitting the dean in the face, it shows that the dean's vision is too bad, and he won't pick people at all.

By extension, it will even affect the reputation and future enrollment of the entire Kangtang Academy.

After all, genius is dusty, and mediocrity is getting started. Wherever this phenomenon is placed, it is chilling.

"You are the direct disciple of the dean. I've been staring at you for a long time. Come, stop the ink, let's fight!"

Brother, you are jumping a bit.

Fang Yi guessed that this was a series of victories, and he had lost his mind.

An enemy of the rank of the bald old man, with Fang Yi's current physical fitness, is still more difficult to deal with.

But a madman like Wu, with everyone's physical fitness of about the same level, really wants to fight...

Well, the picture should be pretty good.

Jumping onto the ring, Fang Yi clenched his fists.

"Brother Wu, I have been paying attention to you on the stage. Your boxing skills are really amazing."

"It's natural! Especially when dealing with a genius like you, it's even more of a punch for a kid!"

Saying that, Madman Wu stretched out three fingers ~www.readwn.com~ to show everyone.

"Three moves. After three moves, he will lose!"

What a big breath!

Most of the people were unconvinced and cheered.

But there were also a group of people who were attracted by Wu Lunzi's sturdy fighting style, and spontaneously cheered.

"Wu Lunatic! Wu Lunatic! Wu Lunatic!"

"Down with him! Down with him! Down with him!"

"Three moves! Three moves! Three moves!"

Immediately after gaining momentum, Madman Wu was ready to fight.

"and many more!"

Wrinkling his brows, Madman Wu sneered: "What? Are you afraid? It's still too late to surrender now. Otherwise, it will become like Fan Xiaojiao, who is seriously injured and will not be able to land for ten days and a half months."

The vice president's oppressive eyes also seemed to pass over, trying to exert psychological pressure on Fang Yi.

"Misunderstood, misunderstood, I just lack a handy weapon."

After a pause, Fang Yi said to a girl under the stage: "This junior sister, I want to use the sword, can I temporarily cut my love?"

"Ah...ah! Me, me? Is Senior Brother Lin asking me?"

The girl was flattered.

genius.

Top talent.

A pro-disciple-level genius.

Far from ordinary people, it is difficult to have an intersection, and there are almost two levels of existence.

Suddenly being named by such a genius, the girl's heart was like a deer, and Fang Yi's ordinary face became a lot more handsome in her eyes.

"Lin, Senior Brother Lin has a request, and Junior Sister does not dare to refuse. This Bintie sword will be given to Senior Brother Lin!"

With a blushing face and her head lowered, she crossed the crowd and came to the ring, where she raised Bin Tiejian over the top.

"System prompt: Your intimacy with [Yue Tian] +1."

"System prompt: Your intimacy with [Lu Xiu] -1."

"System prompt: Your intimacy with [Bai Le] -1."