I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 486 It's only natural to test students



Chapter 486 It's only natural to test students
Tang San thought of the way Chen Feng appeared in Soto City yesterday, it really didn't look like an auxiliary system soul master.

Xiao Wu was thoughtful, wondering if physical skills were similar to her Jiu-Jitsu?

"Uh, the specific situation, you will be able to understand it when you go to class. Let me take you to the dormitory first. You are lucky and can live in the new dormitory. The dormitory we lived in before was very dilapidated."

Dai Mubai felt that these new students should be given more surprises, so he didn't say much.

They went to the dormitory, and then the college became quiet. There were still many people who signed up outside, but no students who could pass the four tests showed up.

This is also normal, compared to other well-known academies, Shrek currently has a gap in terms of reputation, conditions, and facilities.

If they are not really familiar with Shrek, most people will not come at all, even if they know, most of them will choose other colleges.

Among ordinary commoners, the probability of being a genius is too low. Among this year's freshmen, even Tang San and Xiao Wu are not counted, and the other two have obvious backgrounds.

If these things are excluded, there is no such thing as a pure civilian genius, whose ancestors have been ordinary people for three generations.

Perhaps this is the cruelty of reality. There are many geniuses in families with backgrounds. Ordinary people without backgrounds have difficulty awakening their martial souls. They are often hoes and sickles.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but sneered. It seems that no matter which world it is, the strong get stronger and gather a lot of resources, but it is difficult for the weak to stand out.

It would be impossible for him to get here without a system.

"Perhaps, I can pass on martial arts, so that ordinary people have the opportunity to change their own destiny,"

Chen Feng felt something, thinking about the situation of ordinary people, and wanted to make some changes.

"But, even if martial arts is passed on, there will be differentiation. Those who are suitable for martial arts will still be distinguished from those who are not. The essence has not changed."

After thinking about it, what happened to Chen Feng can't change the substantive content, just like a saying on earth, the dragon slaying warrior will eventually become a dragon.

People who grow up through a certain path will sooner or later occupy the resources on this path, making the success rate of latecomers smaller.

With a wry smile, he was too lazy to force anything, he would also teach his own ways in Shrek Academy, let these students change the world.

He doesn't need to care too much.

Click on the red envelopes drawn by the four new students.

"Ding, congratulations on drawing three luck points."

"Ding, congratulations on drawing a century-old soul ring."

……

The four red envelopes belonged to Tang San and the others, and they didn't have spirits.

He didn't care, there will be plenty of time in the future, and the martial soul will be drawn sooner or later.

As the night came, Chen Feng opened his eyes with a sound of fluctuation, thought for a while, and disappeared into the house.

Somewhere in the woods outside of Shrek Academy, there was a man in black, with nine soul rings circulating around him, two yellow, two purple, five black, especially the last one, which was already tinged with red.

Zhao Wuji, who chased him out, was trembling with fright. Titled Douluo, two levels higher than him, how could he be an opponent.

Only at this time did he realize that there was such a terrifying existence standing behind the little fellows who had made him embarrassing during the day.

If I had known earlier that I would have acted softer, but in the end people would come to my door, and I would be unlucky tonight.

He can only surrender, there is no other way, he can't win, he can't run away, let the opponent vent his anger, maybe he still has a chance to survive.

At this time, the man in black looked behind Zhao Wuji, and said coldly: "Since you are here, come out, there is no need to hide."

Flender knew that he couldn't hide it from this person, so he came out and respectfully said, "I've seen His Majesty Haotian."

Zhao Wuji at the side immediately knew who this was, the scene of being smashed with blood all over his face appeared in front of his eyes, didn't that little hedgehog-like monster seem to be using the Clear Sky Hammer?

Tang Hao didn't appreciate it: "Don't talk nonsense, I came to see him tonight, don't worry about it."

"Your Majesty Haotian, with an existence like you, I don't know how Zhao Wuji offended you, can you give me some face..."

"Stop talking nonsense and go, or I will beat you together."

Flender's body trembled, and he looked helplessly at Zhao Wou-ki, wishing for luck, there was nothing he could do.

Just when Zhao Wuji was about to be beaten, in the darkness, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a coldness, staring at a certain place impressively.

"Interesting, I didn't notice you just now." Tang Hao's eyes became serious this time, and he already recognized who the person approached was another teacher from Shrek Academy.

Chen Feng stepped forward on the grass and trees, looked at the person opposite: "My face, will you give it?"

He was not polite, even though he had never met Tang Hao in this appearance, but he was strong enough to say this.

"Are you going to stop me too? For the sake of helping my son, I can beat him up for a while."

Tang Hao said coldly.

"That won't do."

Chen Feng shook his head: "He's a teacher from Shrek Academy and my colleague, how could it be possible for you to beat him casually while I just stood by and watched?"

"You mean you want to fight me yourself?" The soul ring on Tang Hao's body became deeper, exuding a terrifying coercion.

Zhao Wou-ki and Flender had cold sweat on their foreheads, but they didn't dare to speak, because they were not qualified at the moment.

Both Chen Feng and Tang Hao are stronger than them, how dare the weak interrupt in front of the strong?
"It's up to you."

Without any fear, Chen Feng had anticipation in his heart. He fused his martial soul, his strength improved again, and he was about to find someone to fight against.

"You have to understand that it was your son who took the initiative to come to Shrek Academy, not us begging him to come, and the test during the day is a rule. In addition, it is only natural for a teacher to test students. Of course, I understand your behavior, but I'm sorry. I am also a teacher, and I cannot and cannot support you."

Tang Hao frowned, this man seemed determined to protect Zhao Wou-Ki, he glanced at Zhao Wou-Ki: "I have already taken out my hammer, there is no reason not to do it."

"Then let me and you do it, as long as you beat me violently, you have nothing to say."

Chen Feng took a step and appeared in front of Zao Wou-ki, with a strong air flowing from his body.

Zhao Wou-ki showed a complex look, he was beaten by Chen Fengfeng before, it is impossible to say that he has no opinion.

But at this moment, Chen Feng is willing to stand up for him, showing that he really regards him as one of his own, and at this moment his last barrier has completely disappeared.

Regardless of whether Chen Feng forced Flender and the Shrek Academy he joined, after today, he would recognize each other.

boom!
The two figures collided in an instant, and the mountain shook suddenly. Several nearby trees were shattered, and they rose into the sky with the powerful air wave.

Tang Hao swayed, looked at Chen Feng who had only taken half a step back, narrowed his eyes and said: "It really is you, I just said how can I feel that you are so familiar."

With a punch, at close range, he immediately sensed Chen Feng's identity through the opponent's strength, and he was the mysterious person back then!

(End of this chapter)


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