The Strongest Dan God

Only ten feet away, the door creaked open.

Hundreds of students were crowded and squeezed into the Feng Ni College.

Since they are not disciplined, they came in their own clothes and knew that they were newcomers.

Nie Zunmeiyu gradually wrinkled: "It seems that Ye Feng, your opponent in the admission ceremony, is really a lot."

"How many opponents are not the point, the key is to look at the admission rules and the quality of the opponents."

Ye Fengfeng spoke while looking at the newcomer.

After a moment, he smiled slightly.

"Oh? About 80% of the people, like me, are in the warrior realm. 10% of the people are in the warrior's weight. There is another person ... I'm afraid they have reached the warrior's double.

He was talking, and he closed a small mirror. He saw that the expression of many students was reflected on the mirror surface. A slight smile appeared in the corner of Yefeng's mouth, and he returned the mirror to Ye Wanyue.

Nie Zun was startled: "No, you can see their realm?"

Generally speaking, only high-ranking people see the realm of low-ranking people, otherwise it is difficult to do so.

Yefeng Feng smiled lightly and nodded: "Yes, that's right."

His soul talent and Wu Zong's experience of the previous life have been combined, but everyone who is below the Wu Ling realm can basically recognize Ye Feng.

Suddenly, Ye Fengfeng seemed to feel something and raised his head.

"Okay, let's not talk about it for a while, he is here compared to this."

"he?"

Ye Wanyue froze for a moment, then raised his head again.

The next moment, "Tread", "Tread".

From above everyone's head, an old man came out of the air.

Admitted sponsors!

His eyes were cold, and he glanced at everyone, feeling a sense of majesty.

Seeing the old man coming, the noisy voice of the crowd finally quieted down, whispering.

"Hush ... softly, the director of Feng Ni College is here."

"Yes, I heard that our admission-style performance is directly related to our spiritual practice afterwards. If we fail, we are more likely to go straight back to our home! We will have to listen carefully to what he will say and what rules he will explain. Writing. "

The old man turned his head slightly and turned his head.

"How are you all here?"

"Returning to the old ink, this admission ceremony should have reached 100 people, actually 97 people, and the remaining three people. The spirit paper said that they would arrive within half an hour. Do you want to continue and so on ..."

A glorious color flashed in Mo Lao's eyes: "Want so many of us to wait for three of them? It's ridiculous! Passing on my order, these three people, all of them will be cancelled, no need to come to my Fengshui Academy!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the scene looked at each other face to face.

And they are very happy in their hearts at the moment.

Before the opening, three competitors are missing, and it is undoubtedly a good thing for these people who are half-over.

Mo Lao chuckled, observing the students who showed a fluke, his voice spoke loudly.

"Come here, some of the people who laughed the most over there also blasted me out of the academy!"

"What?" As the students heard the words, the horror on their faces was conceivable.

The noisy laughter of the audience suddenly stopped all of a sudden.

The needle fell sound!

Those young men who were pointed at by Mo Lao looked even more like: "Mo Lao, what have we done wrong? We have worked hard and spent a lot of energy to get the opportunity to come to this college."

"So what? That's your business, what do you do with me? A few of you, the seven-level realm of martial arts, not even the realm of martial arts. At this time, it is better to face the enemy, but to bliss, and the future achievements will be limited. , It ’s useless in Fengfeng College, if you leave early, you will save a little time! "

"Gao Wei, blast them away!"

The young man behind Mo Mo heard this, and he was already aware of it.

"Yes……"

I saw his figure flashed, and within a moment, he had stood in front of those people without expression.

"A few heard it, so please."

"But ... I still can't understand."

"Please!"

The leading student twitched the corner of his mouth, holding the last luck, looking at Gao Wei, and then at Mo Lao, and whispered: "We have a relationship ..."

"Trust relationship? People who come here say so. Speaking, do you want to go out or go out?" Gao Wei smiled coldly, stroking a long sword against the back of a red sword In the sun, it's really floating like blood.

"Or, lie down?"

As soon as these words were said, the young people, who dare to say more, went crawling and hurried out.

"This ... where is it really alive ..."

Before they left the gate, they wanted to say something clamoring.

Anyone who wanted to speak, without exception, was swept out of the gate by a gust of wind, and fell on all fours.

"Is there anything else you want to go out now? Hurry up! People under Wushu Jiuzhong, I will not guarantee your safety." Mo Lao said with a smile.

As Mo Lao said, the Seventh Realm of the Warrior is here. If you don't care about the relationship, it is the life of cannon fodder.

Early exit is good for others and for themselves.

...

After a moment.

"Isn't there ... there are seventy people, there are seventy people left. I ask again, are there no more people to leave?"

Around, the raven was silent.

Compared with the previous chaos, the eyes of the people who are now left are a bit different from before.

"Very good! Today is the first day of your entry into Fengfeng College. I will take this opportunity to tell you the most important thing first: Fengyi College is an absolute power control. Those who want to disobey can, we Welcome, but come up with your own skills first! "

Mo Lao glanced at everyone, and continued to say leisurely.

"The people who stayed have listened well. Today's admission is very simple. There is only one way of assessment: the time of Banzhu, without the help of foreign objects, you can touch Gao Wei. I watched and observed To prevent any cheating, I will take the first 30 people who first touched Gao Wei and enter the Feng Ni Academy. As for the outstanding people, there are other rewards. "

"Do you understand?"

"Wait a minute, Mo Lao, what should I do if Han Zhuxiang passes, or if no one meets Gao Wei?"

Mo Lao sneered with a sneer: "Stupid question, then it shows that your group of people is too poorly qualified and not savvy enough. If that's the case, Feng Ni College doesn't need a newcomer this year, you can go home.

"Is there any problem, if not ... then start!"

Hearing the word "beginning", everyone was stunned.

Immediately, they focused their eyes on the young man Gao Wei.

I saw Gao Wei carrying a bloody long sword and fluttering in white.

He smiled and looked at the crowd, but his footsteps did not recede.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?"

...

"The rule is seventy to one, and then among the seventy, is the top thirty?" Nie Zun stared closely at the man named Gao Wei, and turned back to ask Ye Zifeng: "After all, you can't watch Is there a person's realm, then, what is the realm of Gao Wei? "

"If I read correctly, it should be the quartet of warriors, who have just stepped into the middle of the warrior." Ye Fengfeng's voice was as plain as waves.

"This ... the strength gap doesn't seem to be too great."

The look on Nie Zun's face improved slightly: "In this way, it seems that this admission style is the final one, or it will take the form, and it will not be too harsh."

Ye Fengfeng is gazing at Gao Wei's direction, his brows are gradually frowning: "Not necessarily ..."

"Not necessarily?" Nie Zun just wanted to laugh. He thought too much.

But suddenly.

"Ah!" A screaming sound resounded through the audience.

"What, what's going on?" Nie Zun raised his head suddenly.

In front of him, a young man in gray fell to the ground in pain, screaming.

And his shoulder, from the shoulder blade to the edge of the neck and neck, was a long blood stain.

"Isn't it ..." Nie Zun's expression sighed and turned his head to look at Gao Wei's direction.

Blood on the sword!

He stared coldly at the man on the ground, and suddenly raised his long sword, sticking out his tongue, and licked the blood on the sword.

There is no doubt that this man's shoulder injury was caused by Gao Wei.

"Yes, if Gao Wei is only a defense, seventy people are swarming up, even if he is, he can't withstand it. But the problem now is that he can escape and can attack, and we have to worry about whether we will be attacked by ourselves. People first. "

Ye Fengfeng stared at Gao Wei erraticly, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Suddenly, the ghost's voice floated from my heart.

"Yefeng Feng, what should I do? Should I help you?"

"No, the old Mo has just said that no foreign objects are allowed. Your ghost is too special. If it is not the last moment, I don't want to use you to win." Ye Feng's answer was simple and clear.

"Okay ... you can go as long as you have an idea in your heart. Having said that, do you really have a way?"

"of course."

Yefeng Feng smiled a little: "And this admission type, it seems to be a competitive test, after all, it is not really a killer, it is a test of interpersonal skills. After all, many times, whether it is a single fight alone It ’s still the best way. "

"What's the best way?"

The ghost was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion.

"The best way is to ... find the right allies and fight together!"

At the same time Ye Fengfeng smiled indifferently, he had already stepped forward, and walked towards the martial arts double student who was also watching coldly on the edge of the field.

at the same time.

Mo Lao glanced around, apparently also noticed the situation on the sidelines, a slight smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? It seems that this year's newcomer is quite interesting ... Wait, who is the one next to him? Di Pin Alchemist, Ye Wanyue?"