Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

Sima Mingxuan opened the door and saw Sheng Heng standing outside the door, raising his eyebrows in surprise, but when he changed his mind, the surprise was suppressed, and the whole person smiled gently.

"Sheng Heng brother, are you looking for me?" Sima Mingxuan asked.

"Can you go in?" Sheng Heng nodded.

"Please come in." Sima Mingxuan stepped aside and signaled Sheng Heng to enter.

Sheng Heng was not polite, and strode in. The training room was clean and tidy, with no traces after training. I knew Sima Mingxuan had just come here not long.

Yes, he was harassing Xiao Hao in the cafeteria not long ago, and counting the time, he hadn't just arrived here for a while.

"What do you drink?" Sima Mingxuan opened the refrigerator and asked politely.

"No, you should know that I have something to look for you." Sheng Heng was too lazy to sell it, and said straightforwardly.

Sima Mingxuan smiled faintly, took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, walked over and handed it to Sheng Heng.

Sheng Heng didn't look at it and didn't answer it. Sima Mingxuan unscrewed the lid by himself, and took a sip: "Sheng Heng student naturally does not go to the Palace of the Three Treasures, but I don't know what to ask for me. If I can help, I will definitely help."

"Then trouble you to stay away from my boyfriend in the future." Sheng Heng said.

Sima Mingxuan pretended to be puzzled: "What do you mean by this brother? Is there any misunderstanding?"

Sheng Heng is not interested in playing any language games with Sima Mingxuan: "Is it a misunderstanding, you know in your heart, in any case, stay away from him."

"The schoolboy is so domineering, this road is not yours, so you are only allowed to walk? If you really care about your little boyfriend, just take it home and hide it, and run over to prevent others from approaching, so how can you return? What's wrong? Didn't the younger brother think that he killed a ninth-level zerg and he was going to heaven?" Sima Mingxuan mocked.

"Don't dare, don't the seniors also kill the ninth-level zerg." Sheng Heng said.

A flash of pride flashed across Sima Mingxuan's eyes. Although he also killed the ninth-level Zerg, Sheng Heng was lucky, and coupled with the peculiarities of the mimic mecha, he did it. But he was different, he was a real fight and defeated the ninth-level Zerg head-on. Therefore, in Sima Mingxuan's heart, he has always been better than Sheng Heng.

"The schoolboy is wearing a training suit. I want to train downstairs just now. It just so happens that I want to do some activities, and the schoolboy wants to discuss with me." Sima Mingxuan raised his hand and released his mecha.

A black and red level eight mecha appeared leisurely, standing in front of the two of them, with a powerful and ingenious design that was not ordinary at first glance.

"Although my Chi Yan is not as good as Zhong Lao's mimicry system, nor Pang Lao's weapon system, but I still like him very much." Sima Mingxuan pointedly said.

Sima Mingxuan already knew that Xiao Hao was Pang's disciple?

Yan Hao worshipped two teachers at the same time. Apart from him, Cheng Wenkang and He Shao, only Professor Qin who introduced Yan Hao on the spot knew about this. Later, Zhong Lao announced the identity of Yan Hao's disciple, but Pang Lao did not, so it stands to reason that Sima Mingxuan did not know.

It seems that this guy didn't spend much time on Xiao Hao.

Thinking about this, Sheng Heng's facial expression became a little deeper.

Sima Mingxuan saw the change in Sheng Heng's expression in his eyes and was happy in his heart. It’s okay to get angry, and it’s best to print out my invitation for discussion directly, so that I can teach you a lesson.

"Congratulations to the senior for becoming an eighth-level mecha fighter." Sheng Heng smiled and congratulated him.

"You don't need to envy you, your mimic mecha can kill the ninth-level Zerg already. Even if you can no longer advance, it will be enough. It's better than you before, you can only be disabled." Sima Mingxuan said.

Sima Mingxuan was reminding him that he was just a crippled mimicry system by chance, and he could only be a Level 6 mecha fighter in his entire life.

"I heard that the senior did not report back to school until a month late. Was he injured when he killed the ninth-level zerg?" Sheng Heng suddenly said.

"It's normal to kill the ninth-level zerg, and it is normal to get some injuries. The younger brother will not be back to school a month too late." Sima Mingxuan said.

"The senior is different from me. I was just lucky enough to be disabled by the mimic mecha. The senior is a favorite of heaven. But I watched the video, and the senior's mecha is not damaged. I think it's mentally injured." Sheng Heng ask.

Sima Mingxuan's eyes trembled. The matter of his mental power problem is highly classified within the legion and cannot be leaked out. How did Sheng Heng know?

"I heard that the mental power raised by the phantom potion will be very unstable. Seniors should be careful. This mental power is no better than the others. One is not good. The sea of ​​consciousness exploded, but it’s not like I just lost my hands and mimicked. Mecha to make up." Sheng Heng said.

The smile on Sima Mingxuan's face could no longer hold back, and he stared at Sheng Heng negatively: "There is no need to worry about the younger brother."

"By the way, didn't the seniors just say that you want to compete? You are already an eighth-level mecha fighter, and I am a sixth-level fighter. This study seems a bit unfair. It's not as good as our mental powers. It happens that everyone is S-level. Although The senior is one grade higher than me, but I am born with S-level mental power, which is not a disadvantage." Sheng Heng said with a smile.

God doesn’t suffer. You know that my mental strength is unstable, so you threaten me deliberately. Threatening me as long as you approach Yan Hao in the future, you will attack me mentally.

With a "click", Sima Mingxuan squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, drank half of the water in it, and instantly opened the cap of the bottle, sprayed out, splashed all over the floor, but the two of them, who He didn't look down either.

"School brother, good calculation." Sima Mingxuan sneered.

"The senior has been awarded." Sheng Heng responded generously.

Is he really stupid than mecha? And the shortcomings against the other's strengths? And even if he is also an eighth-level mecha fighter, who can smash through the rounds, why should he fight you five or five. Thinking of this, Sheng Heng's enormous mental power spewed out, but instead of directly attacking Sima Mingxuan, he hovered around him so that Sima Mingxuan could feel it, but he didn't really do anything.

But just like this, Sima Mingxuan had already taken a few steps back in shock.

"Heh!" Sheng Heng sneered, as if mocking Sima Mingxuan's cowardice.

Sima Mingxuan gritted his teeth fiercely and furiously. At this moment, a knock at the door suddenly remembered, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

"Knock."

Sima Mingxuan turned around and walked to the door to open the door. Sheng Heng didn't want to accidentally hurt others, so he withdrew his mental power.

"Mingxuan, did you forget to take the medicine again? I brought it to you." Yan Fei's voice sounded affectionately.

Sima Mingxuan's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, Sheng Heng came over suddenly.

When Yan Fei saw Sheng Heng, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face.

"It turns out that seniors should take medicine. It seems that the mental strength has not been fully cultivated. Then I won't try it today, otherwise it seems that I have the advantage, we have the opportunity to compare again next time." Sheng Heng said, from the two of them. Passed to the side and left the training room directly.

Sima Mingxuan is the future successor of the Sima Army. Sheng Heng can't really abolish him, but he warns that it is almost done.

Sima Mingxuan looked at the back of Sheng Heng leaving, his eyes almost bursting into flames.

"Mingxuan, why is Sheng Heng here? Wait, why is your mental power so messy, you should drink this potion soon." Yan Fei felt the madness of Sima Mingxuan's spiritual power, and hurriedly delivered the potion directly. Sima Mingxuan's mouth.

"Pop!" Sima Mingxuan raised his hand and slapped Yan Fei's hand fiercely. Yan Fei was in pain, unable to hold his hands firmly, and the psychoactive medicine spilled all over the floor.

"Mingxuan?" Yan Fei raised his head, and tremblingly took a step back at the extremely angry gaze of his boss Ma Mingxuan.

"Why are you coming here!" He was ridiculed by Sheng Heng a moment before that his mental power was not as good as him. Then Yan Fei came over to deliver the medicine. What did he want to do to help Sheng Heng send evidence?

"I...I'm worried that you forgot to take the medicine. Your mental power is still unstable and you need to take the medicine on time." Yan Fei said timidly.

"Medicine, medicine medicine, what use are these medicines?" Sima Mingxuan dragged Yan Fei's shoulder directly into the training room.

Yan Fei screamed and realized that the person had been thrown on the wall by Sima Mingxuan. He frowned in pain. As soon as he was about to speak, Sima Mingxuan's body was covered, pinching his face with one hand and pressing his shoulder with the other, pressing him firmly against the wall.

"Ming... Mingxuan, what are you... what are you doing? I'm afraid." Yan Fei trembled, tears almost falling in his eyes.

Sima Mingxuan looked at him so coldly, until Yan Fei's crying face was full of tears, and he suddenly let go of his hand as if he had recovered.

"Cough, cough~~" Yan Fei leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, coughing loudly while breathing.

At this time, with a pair of arms covering his shoulders again, Yan Fei trembled all over, and he was about to avoid subconsciously.

"I'm sorry." Sima Mingxuan's voice was full of repentance.

"Ming Xuan?" Yan Fei's struggling movements stopped, and he looked up at the guilty lover in front of him.

"I was out of control just now. Did I hurt you?" Sima Mingxuan looked at the pinch marks on Yan Fei's cheek with distress, "How can I, how can I treat you this way."

As he said, he leaned down and gently dropped a kiss on the pinch marks on Yan Fei's cheek, as if he were treating some rare treasures gently.

Ming Xuan still loves me, and the fear in Yan Fei's heart is instantly replaced by love. Yes, Ming Xuan loves him. The reason why he does that is because his mental agitation has affected his character.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll go back and dispense the medicine for you." Yan Fei took the initiative to hug Sima Mingxuan's waist and said gently.

"Xiao Fei, do you like me?"

"I...I'm already yours, so how come I don't like it..." Yan Fei said shyly.

Sima Mingxuan's eyes flashed red, and he lowered his head and kissed with a tongue, directly fascinated by the distraction of the young relative in his arms. But during the whole process, his eyes were surprisingly calm, as if he were an outsider.

At the corner of the stairs, Sheng Heng looked weird and retracted the last trace of his mental power.

He just wanted to know what Yan Fei and Sima Mingxuan would say, so when he regained his mental power, he left a small thread, and concluded that Sima Mingxuan's state at this time could not be detected. And the result is indeed that Sima Mingxuan did not notice, he also heard some content, but these content...

Are the two asleep?

Although these two people are very annoying, the progress on certain things is really enviable. The person in his house is still at the stage where he will blush after kissing.