Heaven Awakening Path

Opportunity?

Sure, that sounds odd, but as the blind can see, this is no chance.

Wen Yan is not an obvious opponent and is clearly seen as a bystander. Though her speed was quick and she certainly couldn't help it, the problem was that her death from speed was weak enough to inflict a traumatic trauma of its own nature. Only a few flesh injuries, though wolfish, could not limit the obvious movement, but, after realizing this, persisted with a gentle attack, holding her back extremely irrationally.

If the intention is to win, this is enough to separate the victory from the victory, but he prefers to let go of the temperament, obviously eating the right temperament personality, knowing that she will never give in easily, so take the opportunity to let the temperament suffer more.

Nobody would see this as an opportunity.

It's just a mean, cruel move.

But with one person, she really sees it as an opportunity.

Wen Yan himself.

She won't give up easily, she'll fight for all the small possibilities. It was not unclear to her that she was confident and attempted to humiliate her, but she still believed that it was an opportunity.

Opportunities will always exist as long as they are not down and as long as they can continue to fight.

Faced with the likelihood of just a thousandth, a thousandth, she would never retreat. She doesn't want to fuel arrogance at all.

Four people surrounded the warm words, but the warm eyes, as if she were surrounding them.

This was not to be dismayed by a weak attitude, and what he wanted to see was a panic of his opponents and nothing to do about it.

The glance grew colder and colder, but the gentle words laughed and didn't make it to what he had hoped for. It was a very happy thing for her.

Waving his hand, he didn't do it personally, just indicating that the other three had started attacking.

The three students at Tianzhao College had an equally cruel smile on their faces, and they had a clear mind, so their attacks were not urgent. For them, this is no longer a showdown, but a game, with no need to rush to an end, that can be enjoyed slowly.

Three roads of attack arrived, not too slow, and they were more concerned with the expression of moderation at this time, and they looked forward to a change.

But turning a blind eye to them, they lost the trace of a gentle discourse.

They think of it as a game, but they say no, she is still fully committed, shaped like electricity, a few points faster than before, leaning a few steps has let the three people's careless attack, one punch up, already in the middle of the nose beam.

Blood, screaming, accompanied by a clear roar.

“Piece of shit!” he scolded, walking forward. The other three did not dare to be so careless at this time. The gentle words did not lose their fighting spirit, even more than before, and were far from being able to be easily played by them.

However, her abilities were still limited. Suddenly, a rather unreasonable punch pushed warm speech to the dead end. The student who broke her nose with a punch and bled her nose lost the mood for the game. A starving tiger pounded directly into warm speech.

“Make you arrogant!” In his mouth, a punch had been smashed, and his teeth and teeth also tried to break the beam of the warm speech.

Wen Yan missed this punch, waved his hand and had to fight back, but the punch was caught halfway there, and the other two Tianzhao students had also jumped up to stop Wen Yan's resistance.

“Help me grab her head!” The bloody roaring one, his vengeful punch flashed over his temperamental head.

Everyone no longer focuses on confrontation, because it is no longer a confrontation at all.

Everyone is looking at the examiner.

Without a thorough decision to win or lose in the manner consistently ruled by the examiners of the General Assembly, they would normally not have done so, and the current situation clearly did not meet their criteria for doing so.

But the situation is deliberate. It is obvious that the intentions of the group are such that they simply deliberately refrain from making a decisive attack and continue to humiliate the opponent in this manner.

This is really not a bright thing to do, and there can be no controversy whatsoever about ending the confrontation.

But the examiner in charge of this group had some hesitation, but instead of looking at the confrontation in front of him, he looked away somewhere outside the field, and then seemed to have been given something, and the hesitation disappeared. His eyes returned to the scene and he continued to watch the confrontation indifferently.

Didn't you stop?

All surprised.

Reasonably, there's nothing wrong with pausing here. What kind of attitude is this?

A number of people looked to the examiners in this group to receive the direction of the award, so that they found themselves beside the main Kauting language, and they did not know when there were more individuals. At this time, I am laughing with Ting Wen, but occasionally I turn my head and turn to the field, and I don't seem to care much about the duel.

Most people don't recognize this person, but they all sucked in a cold breath of air.

Zong Zhenghao, one of the two chief inspectors of the Zhiling District Hospital Supervisory Board, has considerable sanctioning powers for their Zhiling District colleges. Such a prominent figure, so cold, appeared on the stage, which is exactly the style that Zong Zhenghao has always had, compared to another chief inspector, Liu Yangwen, whose temper is more fierce, Zong Zhenghao has always had such a quiet voice.

No one knew why he was here, and no one knew whether the examiner's indifference had not stopped for his sake. But those who wanted to make some noise, after seeing Zong Zhenghao, swallowed back what they wanted to say.

Pā!

An unusually crisp punch.

The Tianzhao student finally got what he wanted and finally punched him in the nose with a tooth for a tooth.

Blood poured out, warm words just felt dizzy, and everything in front of me was a little blind. But in any case, she would never compromise, would never surrender to these guys, and would never die.

“It's over! Why isn't it over? Why isn't it over?” A voice suddenly sounded, and after seeing Jong-ho, it was already sunk in everyone's heart, but at this moment someone shouted it. Not only shouted, the man even broke into a circle and grabbed an examiner and tried to question it.

Wen Yan, the moment she heard the voice, she had already stayed, even forgotten to avoid another punch, causing the sound to shout again.

“Who is this man? ”

No one knew the man who had broken in suddenly, who looked so ordinary, but shouted out the voices of all who had been very careful not to shout out.

Because he cares more about warm words than anyone else, because he is the father of warm words.

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Get up early and write more! See you in the afternoon, buddy! Bail the end of the month ticket!