Gaowu Era: After binding the school belle, I lie down and win

Jiang He rubbed his hands together nervously, and only after a long while raised his head guiltyly, faltering and saying:

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"Well... this... this..."

"That's right! It's the younger brother who didn't listen to the advice and insisted on going out at night!"

"I try to persuade you in every possible way, but he refuses to listen!"

"so……"

"So you, as a senior sister, can only go out with him, right?" Yan Ziyao said quietly.

"Hee hee... It's protection! Protection! I'm afraid that my junior brother will encounter some danger~"

Jiang He giggled.

As she said that, her eyes suddenly lit up, she bounced and sat next to Yan Ziyao, hugged her waist and exclaimed:

"Teacher, have you lost weight recently! This little waist is simply too thin!"

"Wow wow, this is going to make those stinky men see it, so they can't look straight at each other?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ziyao immediately covered her mouth and giggled.

"How can it be so exaggerated~"

Xu Lin: "Yes, how could..."

"Ahem, what I mean is, there is such a flawless and peerless beauty as the teacher in this world! It's like a fairy descending to earth!"

 …  

"Those ordinary people are not worthy of you, teacher!"

Seeing Yan Ziyao's sudden and dangerous eyes sweeping over, he quickly changed his words.

"Humph!"

Yan Ziyao rolled his eyes at him, thought of something, suddenly stood up from the sofa, stretched lazily.

She glanced at the two with a half-smile and said, "Do you want to watch a good show?"

"Okay, okay! What kind of show is it?"

When Jiang He heard that there was a good show to watch, he immediately raised his hands in agreement excitedly.

Xu Lin has no objection either, as long as he doesn't drag him into the bottom line, don't talk about watching a play, you can watch anything!

"Students from Imperial University have come to the Mowu Kicking Hall! Right now..."

"It's probably almost Yang Jin's turn to play."

Saying that, Yan Ziyao shook his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That Tianjiao of Dida is really a difficult master. He has fought and lost repeatedly, and he has been defeated and fought again and again. It is estimated that he will be psychologically shadowed by Yang Jin!"

She was smiling, but she found that Xu Lin and Jiang He in front of her were both showing a little embarrassed expression.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the two of you can't see Yang Jin showing his might and sweeping away his opponent?"

Yan Ziyao blinked her peach blossom eyes and teased.

Seeing that Xu Lin hesitated for a moment, he said:

"Uh... If Yang Jin accidentally loses, will the consequences be serious?"

"What do you think? People are calling at the door. If they still lose, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Mowu? Can the headmaster let him go?"

Yan Ziyao said angrily.

"But... this situation is impossible!"

"Smelly brother, you can't underestimate others just because you are a monster!"

Xu Lin: "Well... I'll try my best..."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Jiang He, and then both of them bowed their heads in an incomparably tacit understanding.

Ah, this kind of sudden incident... who would have imagined it!

I hope... Brother Yang Jin can not lose too badly, the principal is an absolutely ruthless old man!towel.

Chapter 130 Six Aunt Jiang He is here!How dare you be presumptuous! (Seek full order)

Mowu University.

Martial arts building, martial arts training hall.

As soon as the three of Xu Lin stepped into the training hall with an area of ​​over a thousand square meters, they heard the voice of a young girl coming from the big arena in the middle.

"Tsk tsk tsk...there is no one who can beat the dignified Mowu?"

"It's really disappointing Miss Ben!"

"Huh? Why are you staring at Miss Ben? Come up if you have the ability!"

The voice was full of provocation.

Xu Lin looked up.

It was a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old holding a dark green long whip who was standing on the ring and frantically firing the map cannon.

Her bright red hair was curled into big waves and fell over her shoulders.

A tight-fitting black leather jacket, leather pants, and exaggerated metal earrings on the earlobes, somewhat unorthodox.

The appearance is not considered stunning, but it also has a seven-point appearance!

But the petite and willful "Four Two Seven" on that face is hard to like.

At this time, I heard the provocation of the red-haired girl.

The crowd of magic and martial arts students who surrounded the ring were all furious.

"What are you so awesome! Didn't you just win a round with us by luck?"

"That's right! Is this the only quality for the students of the Imperial Capital Budou University?"

"Too much deceit! Little girl film! I'll teach you how to be a man!"

Among the crowd, a heroic girl in white martial arts uniform jumped up and stood on the ring.

"Chen Ying, a ninth-rank martial artist of the Mowu junior martial arts combat department!"

Chen Ying's eyes burst into flames, she suppressed her anger, and cupped her hands at the red-haired girl opposite.

"Chu Duoer, the second martial arts combat department of the emperor, the peak warrior of the eighth rank."

Seeing someone coming up, Chu Duoer squinted at her, raised her hand casually and said:

"I said this big sister, you are not much better than the one just now!"

"Forget it, then I will give you a chance, let you make the first move! Don't end too quickly and be boring!"

Hearing this, Chen Ying couldn't bear it anymore.

"Where did the little girl come from, so arrogant!"

As she said that, she pulled out the long sword tied around her waist, stepped on her feet, and went up with the sword in her hand.

When Chu Duoer saw it, she raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, and made a defensive posture with her long whip, dodging away.

"Good job, senior sister Chen Ying!"

"Come on senior sister! Let this red-haired girl see how powerful Mowu is!"

Seeing Chu Duo'er retreating, the Mowu students in the audience cheered up immediately.

The gate of the Budokan.

Yan Ziyao frowned slightly and said, "Didn't you always get straight to the point in the past? Why did you send these little girls to Mowu to provoke trouble this time?"

"...Well, if I'm not mistaken, the two old principals are picking each other up again, right?"

Xu Lin pointed to the second floor of the Martial Arts Hall, facing Li Changfeng and Mo Huanxiong who were sitting on the tea table, staring at each other.

"Damn... these two old men are almost buried to the brows, and they have to be pinched every time they meet."

Yan Ziyao silently covered her face and said helplessly.

……

now.

The second floor of the Budokan.

Li Changfeng flicked up his sleeves, glared viciously at Mo Huanxiong who was opposite, and said:

"Old man Mo, what kind of fanatics are you doing? Is the quality of the students in your Imperial University already so low?"

"Quality? You old thief Li dare to talk about quality with me?!"

Mo Huanxiong was not happy at that time, he threw the teacup heavily on the table, and flew into a rage.

"Old thief Li, you shamelessly snatched that girl Ling Yan as an apprentice!"

"You don't even let Liu Zi'ang, a native of my imperial capital, spare you. Are you still human?"

Hearing this, Li Changfeng was not angry but happy, and his proud beard was almost raised to the sky.

"Hahahaha... That kid Liu Ziang volunteered to come to my Mowu!"

"What does this mean? Doesn't it just mean that your emperor is too good to be able to keep your own Tianjiao students?"

"Okay! Okay! Good job, old thief Li!"

Mo Huanxiong's face turned red from holding back.

"My emperor can't do it? Then I will let you take a good look today, who is wronging my son!"

"This time, I will definitely convince you to lose Mowu! Bow your head and surrender!"

The voice just fell.

There was a crisp and loud bang from downstairs.

"Bam—"

The dark green whip shadow flicked its tail like a spirit snake, and slammed heavily on Chen Ying's waist.

"Sister Chen Ying!"

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, Chen Ying's body was thrown high and fell off the stage.

She struggled to get up, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, although there was unwillingness in her eyes, but more of a sense of desperation and helplessness.

It took less than a minute from when she stepped onto the stage to when she stepped off the stage.

This is enough to prove the huge gap in their strength.

This red-haired Chu Duoer who speaks outrageous words is indeed astonishing.  …

Not to mention the proficiency in one-handed whip technique, his body technique is as fast as lightning.

Her swordsmanship seemed aggressive, but in reality she didn't even touch Chu Duo'er's clothes.

It's not wrong to lose...

"That's it, that's it? Tsk, tsk, tsk! No way!"

"Eating an extra year of food, and going to school for an extra year, is this little ability? It's a waste of resources!"

On the arena, Chu Duoer started to glance at the Mowu students in the audience and taunted loudly, her face was full of complacency.

……

"Old man Mo, isn't it a little too much?"

Hearing the harsh laughter of the young girl downstairs, Li Changfeng's face turned ashen.

"Ahahahaha..."

Mo Huanxiong raised his head and drank the tea soup in the cup, laughing heartily, not to mention how comfortable the laughter is.

"This tea is good! Really good!"