Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

With their mentor showing off his power, Jiang Haoding, Nangong Yu and the others were finally able to raise their heads and show their proud expressions again.

As children of aristocratic families, how could they not know that there is a huge difference between the True Yuan Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Even if you step into the True Yuan Realm with half a foot, it is not something that the Foundation Establishment Realm can compete with.

"Uh-huh, what's going on with this phantom? It seems like the old bastard is very fierce."

Jiang Mingyang twisted his neck with difficulty, as if trying to offset the sharpness, but the sharpness followed him like a shadow.

Lin Xiling's big eyes were fluttering, and while watching the competition eating dessert, she muttered: "Being able to vaguely manifest the weapon spirit means that he is not far from a breakthrough."

"How far is not far? Is Miss Sister in danger?"

Jiang Mingyang twisted his neck, vaguely worried about Tu Meimei.

"How did I know, I'm not a warrior yet."

Lin Xiling muttered something, and Jiang Mingyang rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "Damn it, you are not a warrior, you are more terrifying than a warrior."

While several people were whispering, there was another change in the arena.

After the green mantis appeared, it slashed with the green sickle, then waved its sharp claws at Tu Meimei, and brought up terrifying wind blades.

Chai Zhengqing can strike three times at the same time with one attack, and the attack ranges are completely different.

"It's too late to admit defeat now. I'm on the verge of a breakthrough and I can't control my strength well."

Chai Zhengqing looked ferocious, and his attack speed increased by one point.

What he said was clear and righteous, but the attack speed was extremely fast. These words were more like paving the way for killing.

"If you want to fight, hurry up. I'm still stewing meat in the pot, so I don't have time to jump around with you."

Tu Meimei snorted disdainfully, ignoring the terrifying wind blade, and the green sickle that was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the light of the sword like a cannonball.

"Little sister, no!"

Jiang Mingyang exclaimed with heartbreak, only to find that Duan Qing, Zhan Hong and other mentors all looked at him like a fool, with gloating smiles on their lips.

Jiang Mingyang murmured, the light and shadow on the arena intertwined, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly.

As Tu Meimei charged, the jet-black kitchen knife erupted with a soul-eating black light, covering her whole body with a layer of jet-black armor.

The cyan sickle and wind blade struck the armor, bursting out with bright sparks, and the wind blade broke even inch by inch, unable to even break through the armor's defense.

"Psychic weapons are armored! How is this possible? You are obviously not in the True Yuan realm, how can you be armored!"

Chai Zhengqing was shocked. His confident attack failed and it was too late to change his attack.

Tu Meimei's shorthand was so fast that she didn't give Chai Zhengqing a chance. The kitchen knife in her hand shot out with a black light, and the blade instantly increased by ten meters.

With unparalleled pressure and extremely terrifying power, he slashed towards Chai Zhengqing.

"I guess, a forty-meter sword is a bit exaggerated, but this knife is at least ten meters. If it cuts on the body..."

Jiang Mingyang opened his mouth wide in shock and spoke out everyone's thoughts.

Chai Zhengqing looked desperate, and raised his Qingseuli sickle in vain to block, and boom...

The collision of black and cyan caused a wave of air and smoke, and then the shock wave spread, scattering it in one fell swoop.

On the ring, the green sickle was missing. Chai Zhengqing's clothes were in tatters and he staggered around the ring to escape.

Tu Meimei held a kitchen knife and chased Chai Zhengqing to slash with the black and broad back.

Chai Zhengqing screamed and Tu Meimei chased her, like a fat cook sharpening her knife and preparing to kill pigs and sheep for cooking.

"Miss, this sheep is too thin and is not suitable for entertaining guests."

After seeing the scene clearly on the ring, Jiang Mingyang jumped out to ridicule again, and all the teachers and students in the school burst into laughter.

The corners of Chai Zhengqing's mouth twitched in anger, and Jiang Tianyuan was also filled with anger. He denounced Chai Zhengqing as a waste while being surprised by the terror of the fat cook.

She can transform psychic weapons into armor even before she has entered the True Element Realm. Her talent and talent are by no means weaker than Duan Qing's, but why have I never heard of her?

Jiang Tianyuan was puzzled, and Chai Zhengqing was unable to change, so he could only admit defeat sadly.

"I surrender."

Chai Zhengqing roared out in grief and anger. At that moment, all his dignity was shattered. No matter how humiliated he was, he would grit his teeth and swallow it.

But what he didn't expect was that Duan Qing would be merciless when he stepped on people.

Turning a deaf ear to Chai Zhengqing's admission of defeat, he respectfully asked Tu Meimei: "Sister, are you still fighting?"

"What the hell, there's meat stewed in the pot. I don't have time to mess around with you."

Tu Meimei roared in displeasure, used a one-meter-long kitchen knife as a fly swatter, and swatted Chai Zhengqing out of the ring.

Tu Meimei didn't even look at Chai Zhengqing. She turned to Jiang Mingyang under the ring and waved the big kitchen knife, "Boy, I'll beat you to death if you lose!"

Jiang Mingyang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he woke up when he thought of the scene where the dark as ink, but extremely heavy kitchen knife was slapped on his body.

"Yeah, yeah, I promise to complete the mission!"

After receiving Jiang Mingyang's assurance, Tu Meimei left with satisfaction. She didn't even look at Chai Zhengqing from beginning to end, nor did she care about the upcoming competition.

It seemed that in her eyes, the meat stewed in the pot was more important than everyone present.

"Senior Sister's style is still the same as before."

Looking at Tu Meimei's plump figure, Li Yichen shed a look of reminiscence, and Zhan Hongye said in a low voice, "Oh, I can't help but luck."

"What nonsense? Who taught Duanmucheng? If he loses, I will let my senior sister stew him."

Duan Qing asked domineeringly, Li Yichen was startled, turned to Duanmucheng, and said with a bitter look on his face: "You have clearly seen the situation.

The lawless eldest sister is back. You and we are all in misery. You decide whether you win or lose. "

Duanmu Cheng's mouth twitched. He even suspected that he might not be his biological son, or that he might have done something wrong and lost favor, so he was sent to Dongsheng.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will win."

Duanmu Cheng understood that no matter whether he could win or not, he had to answer with confidence.

Duan Qing was accumulating momentum to build up an unbeatable and winning momentum for the entire Dongsheng Wuda.

If he dared to do bad things, he would definitely not have a good ending, and his father might also be in trouble.

Duanmu Cheng heard his mother say when he was a child that his father was beaten up by a foxy woman when he was young, and it might be the one in front of him.

Duanmu Cheng jumped onto the stage with trepidation, but after jumping onto the stage, looking at the eager eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, he could faintly feel a momentum.

That feeling is hard to explain, as if it can make people's blood boil and give them the power of belief in victory.

That fanatical self-confidence and fanatical desire to survive unconsciously infected everyone in Dongsheng.

The spirit of "everyone is my enemy, I am the only one" makes people excited and burst with heroic spirit!

"Duanmu Cheng, you and I are both the pride of the family, and I wanted to compete with you in the college entrance examination.

I didn't expect you to be a coward and let the head of the Duanmu family use a black letter to enroll.

It's okay to use a black letter, but you chose this second-rate school. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Nangong Yu's sleeves fluttered, as if he was a banished immortal walking in the air, and all the teachers and students looked solemn.

Walking in the air is exclusive to the Qi Refining Realm, and the Body Refining Realm can walk in the air. Nangong Yu's strength should not be underestimated.

"Nangong Yu classmate, today, in this situation, in front of Principal Duan, you said such words.

Did you have a stomachache last night, and your brain went with your intestines?"