Martial Inverse

Chapter 112 The Teacher's Shock

"Xin'er, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yu, who had a tender look on his face, walked out quickly, looking at the slender back in front of him, a drool flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly hidden by him.

Some instructors, of course, also saw this scene, and they all acted as if they had never seen it, doing their own thing without even looking back.

Jiang Yu, Hua Xinyu, Yunhu, and the three pursue Wan Xin. This is a well-known thing in Fengyue Academy. It goes without saying that the identities of the three are not something that their mentors can offend.

"Xin'er, are you looking for someone?"

Seeing that Wan Xin didn't pay attention to herself at all, looking left and right there, Jiang Yu's mouth twitched again, but his voice was still so soft.

For some reason, Wan Xin felt upset when she heard this voice, and because she didn't see Feng Hao at all, her mood was a little impetuous.

After sweeping around again, she still couldn't find the familiar figure, Wan Xin sighed in her heart.

"Brother Hao, how long do you have to wait for Xin'er?"

There was a bleak look in the girl's eyes.

If you don't come this time, you'll have to wait another year!

"Xin'er, who are you looking for? Or, let me find it for you?"

Jiang Yu came over, and also followed and looked around.

"no need!"

Glancing at it again, Wan Xin regained her indifference, said a cold sentence, and walked towards the academy, while Jiang Yu followed.

...

Hearing these cold words, the surrounding chill made this young man tremble all of a sudden, the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and took a step back sadly.

"Humph!"

Feng Hao snorted lightly, ignored him, raised his head, and when he looked at that position again, he saw the slender figure retreating into the door, and behind him, a gorgeously dressed young man followed closely. Behind him, his face suddenly turned cold.

A cold air burst out, causing the surrounding teenagers to shiver uncontrollably.

Looking at the cold-faced boy in front of them, they all stepped aside a few steps.

They don't understand why the temperature has dropped, and of course they won't be so bold to ask.

"Who is that person? Was it arranged by Yunying?"

The pupil light flickered, and Feng Hao's mood couldn't calm down. Wan Xin didn't know what happened next, but Yun Ying was clear, and Yun Ying was definitely clear that Wan Xin had feelings for herself.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it badly. An irritability surged straight from the bottom of his heart, making his complexion very hideous and terrifying.

"Yunying!"

Sen Leng's voice came out from Feng Hao's teeth, and his eyes were full of Sen Ran.

A tyrannical emotion surged up, causing his eyes to turn red as he walked forward step by step.

"You wake up, where is this?"

An old voice resounded in his mind, and suddenly, a coolness surged up, quenching the tyranny, causing him to wake up and stop.

"Things aren't what you think, kid!"

After saying this, Fen Lao stopped talking.

"Not what I thought?"

Feng Hao was slightly stunned, slightly thoughtful, his eyes flashed, and after a while, he sighed softly, and a bitter expression appeared on his delicate face, "Maybe, but, I believe in Xin'er!"

Thinking of the girl who was looking forward to him, his heart calmed down.

"Maybe you're looking for me?"

Thinking of this possibility, the corner of the boy's mouth raised a beautiful arc.

His series of changes made the surrounding teenagers who participated in the selection stunned for a while, not understanding what he was doing.

"call..."

After a long sigh, Feng Hao stood again, waiting for the selection.

Time passed, Yan Ri was crawling on the sky at a very slow speed, and finally, halfway through Yan Ri, Feng Hao also came to the test bench.

"Normal, next!"

The middle-aged male tutor, with a cold face, pursed the corners of his mouth, and announced the end of a person.

Feng Hao lifted the corner of his clothes, walked over with a flat face, slowly stretched out an arm, and stuck it on the cold test bench.

He closed his eyes slightly, Yan Jue began to move, the Wu Yuan vortex in the body rolled, and the different core above shook, and a cold Wu Yuan burst out from his arm along the tendons.

"Boom!..."

With a light sound, the test bench burst out with a dazzling brilliance, until it reached the low-quality point, Feng Hao withdrew his hand, and immediately, the brilliance on the test bench slowly dissipated.

After a long time, Feng Hao raised his head and saw that the middle-aged tutor was looking at him in surprise, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he asked softly, "Teacher, am I qualified?"

"Uh..."

Hearing the call, the middle-aged tutor came back to his senses and shouted, "Low grade, qualified!"

He vaguely felt that this young man must have been hiding something just now. Ordinary people, the brilliance of the test bench is slowly sublimating, but this young man just rushed up, and other people clearly felt that this young man Wu Yuan's brilliance The purity is far more than low-grade, but he stopped too fast!

"It's not right either."

The middle-aged tutor's eyes were filled with doubts again. This young man was Wu Yuan who had no attributes. He could be sure of this.

"It should be a mid-grade, right?"

It is reasonable to say that the middle grade, that is only achieved by some attribute warriors, but among some people without attributes, there are also talented people who can achieve the purity of this grade.

"Name, age, cultivation base!"

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate, gave Feng Hao a meaningful look, and asked in a very formulaic manner.

"Feng Hao, Fourteen, Martial Master!"

Seeing his expression, Feng Hao also understood what the instructor saw, smiled softly, and said slowly.

"Fourteen? Martial Master?"

Hearing this data, the middle-aged instructor shook his arm holding the pen holder, raised his head, looked at Feng Hao with a shocked expression, and after a careful scan, he found that this young man was indeed a martial artist, and he was still a martial artist. order!

"hiss..."

This discovery made him take a deep breath.

Nima, what kind of monster is this? Fourteen-year-old, middle-level martial artist, that is something that only those genius-level students in the academy can do, and, at the age of fourteen, a middle-level martial artist, even those geniuses, few can do it!

Looking at this beautiful and peaceful face in front of him, the middle-aged tutor suppressed the shock in his heart, exhaled a long breath, and then said in a trembling voice, "Feng Hao, you passed, stand behind and wait!"

"Well, thank you teacher!"

Raising the corner of his mouth slightly, Feng Hao walked to the qualified area and stood.

[ps: If you have finished reading it, you can also read Xiami's first book, "Devouring the Sun", I hold you satisfied. 】