Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"It's...it's you!"

Jiang Xiaofan looked up, and when he saw Ling Feng, he almost jumped up with excitement.

Benefactor!

If Ling Feng hadn't given the first place in the willpower test group to Jiang Xiaofan in the end, Jiang Xiaofan would have been ruthlessly eliminated.

"My benefactor!" Jiang Xiaofan threw his luggage aside and rushed to Ling Feng in three steps. He grabbed Ling Feng's shoulders with a pair of strong and strong hands and said gratefully: "My benefactor, that's great. You He was also assigned to Tianmu East Campus!"

"Tianmu?" Ouyang Jing rolled his eyes, "Brother, this is Tianshu East Courtyard!"

"Hehehe..." Jiang Xiaofan reached out and scratched the back of his head, blushing and said, "That... I don't know that word..."

However, because this boy's skin is too dark, even if he is blushing, others cannot see it.

"It's just a trivial matter, nothing serious." Ling Feng smiled lightly and patted Jiang Xiaofan on the shoulder, "So you are also assigned here, so from now on we will be roommates living in the same room."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Jiang Xiaofan nodded repeatedly, "My dear, thank you so much last time. If it weren't for you, I might have been eliminated, and you also injected a burst of true energy into me, otherwise I really can’t hold on anymore.”

Jiang Xiaofan was really grateful. As he spoke, he was about to kneel in front of Ling Feng.

"There is gold under the man's knees." Ling Feng supported Jiang Xiaofan and said calmly: "It's just a little effort. It's your persistence that moved me. Okay, don't mention these past things in the future. My name is Ling Feng, and he is My friend’s name is Ouyang Jing.”

"My name is Jiang Xiaofan! Haha!" Jiang Xiaofan looked honest and honest, his face full of honesty and simplicity.

It can be seen that he should be a farmer's son from a small mountain village. In order to change his destiny, he insisted on going to Tianwei Academy step by step.

At this moment, a few more figures walked in from outside the yard. A young man in rich clothes, surrounded by several servants and maids, walked into the yard arrogantly.

As soon as the young man came in, he saw Jiang Xiaofan's backpacks piled up like small mountain bags. He couldn't help but frowned, kicked the backpack down, and cursed: "Damn it, what a poor guy, even I can’t even afford a spiritual ring, but I still have the nerve to come to Tianwei Academy to practice!”

Ling Feng and others looked up and saw a richly dressed young man in a purple gown with an arrogant and domineering attitude on his face. He stepped on Jiang Xiaofan's backpack and cursed: "You stinking beggar! These The trash is yours!"

Jiang Xiaofan hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, these are my things. I'm so sorry for blocking your way!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's surrender, the boy in purple started to push even further, "You stinky beggar, why do you bring all the garbage to the place where you live? This is Tianwei Academy, not your beggar's den!"

Jiang Xiaofan looked embarrassed and clenched his fists, but he did not dare to offend this arrogant and domineering young man. He could only squat down, grab his backpack, and gritted his teeth and said: "It's my fault. Please help me, sir." Expensive feet, right?”

"Standing on me? Hahaha..." The boy in purple laughed heartily, "You stinky beggar, you still talk in the same way, it's really interesting! I just won't show off, what can you do?"

"This guy looks down on others, brother, I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Ouyang Jing gritted his teeth and rushed out to help Jiang Xiaofan.

"There's no rush." ​​Ling Feng shook his head, "Jiang Xiaofan will have to go through this if he wants to integrate into his current life in the future. He needs to understand that he has broken away from his previous life. He is a warrior, and he must find his own dignity. !”

"Oh." Ouyang Jing nodded in understanding.

The dignity of a warrior?

He has been the young master of Zhenbao Pavilion since he was born, so how could he understand the sufferings of ordinary people.

But Ling Feng is different. He was once an ordinary person. He has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships, so he understands that if he wants to become a warrior, it is not enough to have a strong will, he also needs to have the dignity of a warrior!

Although Jiang Xiaofan is an honest person, he is not without a temper. When his temper comes up, he grits his teeth, grabs the bag, and pulls it hard.

His strength was quite huge, and with this tug, he almost knocked the young man in purple to the ground.

"Master!"

Several servants behind him quickly supported the boy in purple, saving the guy from making a big fool of himself.

"You beggar!"

The young man in purple kicked Jiang Xiaofan to the ground, then punched him viciously several times and cursed, "You bitch, how dare you deliberately make me fall!"

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it!"

Jiang Xiaofan quickly raised his hands to protect his vital parts, because he did not dare to resist due to his inferiority complex of being "naturally inferior to others."

"snort!"

The boy in purple punched him a few times and found that Jiang Xiaofan would not resist at all. He was very satisfied. From now on, he will have an extra "doormat". When he is unhappy, he will give this stinky beggar a good beating. I'm afraid he won't even be able to fart. Dare to let one go.

"My young master is in a good mood today, so I'll let you go first!" The boy in purple clapped his hands, looked at the number of the attic, and couldn't help frowning, "You are kidding, my young master's room is actually the side room on the right?"

The purple-clothed boy looked unhappy. He turned around and saw Ling Feng standing in front of Room 5 in the middle. He immediately said arrogantly: "Boy, come here, let's change rooms!"

"Changing rooms?"

Ling Feng was different from Jiang Xiaofan. He was a little confused, where did the purple-clothed boy's self-righteous sense of superiority come from?

He walked to Jiang Xiaofan step by step, slowly helped him up, and said with a faint smile: "Xiaofan, you need to know that from today on, you are no longer a farmer boy, you are a warrior."

Jiang Xiaofan blinked, "I am a warrior."

"No, you are not a true warrior yet." Ling Feng turned to look at the young man in purple, a chill flashing in his eyes, "A warrior must be sharp!"

The young man in purple clothes was so frightened by Ling Feng's gaze that he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You brat, what are you staring at? Be careful, I will dig out your eyeballs!"

"If you want to try my fist, you can try it."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back. He was telling Jiang Xiaofan with his own actions that what is the dignity of a warrior; what is the edge of a warrior!

"Bastard, why are you talking to my young master?"

A guard wearing leather armor next to him was furious and slapped Ling Feng's cheek hard.

"My dear friend, be careful!" Jiang Xiaofan exclaimed.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon!

Ling Feng grabbed the guard's palm with his big hand, and then heard several crisp sounds of "click".

"ah!--"

The next moment, I heard the guard scream like a slaughtering pig. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He grabbed his palm, trembled and took a few steps back, and fell heavily to the ground.

With that grab just now, Ling Feng crushed three of his phalanges!