The five minutes are up.
An Sheng finally stopped hiding.
Jin Wenze's face lit up and he thought his chance had come. He stepped forward and waved his fist again to greet An Sheng's chubby face.
If he wants to avenge this one look, he must beat An Sheng into panda eyes!
brush!
Jin Wenze was startled, and the familiar feeling came again.
No matter how fast he punched and how explosive the power in his fist was, his figure still stopped uncontrollably when he was about to get close to An Sheng.
My whole body was imprisoned and I couldn't move at all.
This time, An Sheng didn't play with his heartbeat anymore, and he didn't let Jin Wenze's fist be only one centimeter away from the tip of his nose.
When Jin Wenze was still about one meter away from him, he used his mental power to forcibly restrain Jin Wenze's figure. Then Ansheng raised his right fist, and with a thought, Jin Wenze's body floated out of thin air, and circled three hundred and sixty-six meters in the air. Ten degrees later, he flew forward and bumped into An Sheng's fist.
boom!
An Sheng's fist felt painful and he took a breath of cold air.
The defense of a martial artist at the first level is really incredible. Even his extremely fragile eyes can make his fists hurt.
However, no matter what, he finally put a panda seal on Jin Wenze's right eye, and it was finally symmetrical.
Cool.
Let’s see if this kid dares to be arrogant in front of An Shuai in the future. Hum, if you dare to look down on him, this is the fate!
Now, An Sheng even wanted to raise his middle finger and shout at Chu Feiyun and the others: Who else is there!
"This is... mental imprisonment?!"
"An Sheng is really a spiritual master?!"
On the side, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but exclaimed. He had already doubted Ansheng's strength before, but now he saw Ansheng controlling Jin Wenze's body to float and spin in the air with great flexibility, which confirmed his suspicion even more.
This little fat guy named An Sheng from Class 29, Grade 3, is a spiritual master!
Spiritualist!
No one in a million. Among South China Martial Arts Schools, except for the news that Hu Yangcheng from Class 28 accidentally awakened his spiritual power due to the mock test in "Salvation", no one had ever heard of it before. Who is so lucky
Now, the strength displayed by An Sheng in front of him is no longer as simple as the awakening of spiritual power.
This guy was able to use his mental power to imprison Jin Wenze, who was a first-level martial artist, which showed that his mental power had at least reached the level of a first- or even second-level mentalist.
Such spiritual cultivation cannot be achieved in a short period of time.
It’s really hidden deep enough!
Chu Feiyun sighed in his heart, and suddenly glanced at Yang Fan who was standing opposite. These two guys were both from the bottom class like Class 29, and they both liked to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. It could be said that they had the same affinity.
Is it really that interesting to show off and slap someone in the face
Chu Feiyun really couldn't understand. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. Why do geniuses like Yang Fan and An Sheng like to hang out with a group of rubbish who are destined to have no achievements
Yang Fan, in particular, has fallen into such a despicable situation as the "Shame of South China". Is it really that satisfying to be pointed at and called a waste every day
Could it be that these two people are mentally ill
Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui were also shocked when they heard this, and at the same time they turned their heads to look at Chu Feiyun in disbelief.
"Boss Chu, are you right? That fat man is really a spiritual master?"
Zhu Yuchen couldn't help but asked, this joke was not funny at all.
Chu Feiyun said: "It's true. Ordinary rune tools cannot control and move others. This is the exclusive spiritual power of spiritual masters."
Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui were speechless at the same time.
Although they don't know much about the spiritual master group, they are very aware of how rare and powerful the spiritual master is.
Among the federal warriors, it is rare to find one in a million spiritual masters, but this is not a joke.
Seeing that Jin Wenze, who was only slightly inferior to them in strength, was being controlled by An Sheng in mid-air like a doll, unable to go up or down, the two of them had no doubts in their hearts.
sigh at the same time.
God, is this blind? Why is it that this wretched little fat man in front of me can awaken his spiritual power, but these handsome and charming martial arts geniuses are not treated so well
Didn't we say that appearance determines everything? Why are you being a swindler again
On the opposite side, An Sheng was only a second-level spiritual master after all, with limited mental power, and could only barely control Jin Wenze for about three seconds.
Three seconds later, Jin Wenze's spiritual energy surged and he regained his ability to move again.
But this time, he was not as angry as before and continued to attack Ansheng with his fists.
The conversation between Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen just now was not deliberately avoided, Jin Wenze heard it clearly.
After knowing that An Sheng might be a spiritual master, the experience of having his body controlled twice in a row told Jin Wenze that he was not An Sheng's opponent yet.
If An Sheng is really a spiritual master, it means that until now, An Sheng has not used his best fighting method to deal with him. Otherwise, with his current martial arts will, he would not be able to resist a spiritual attack. .
The spiritual attack of the spiritual master has always been famous for being fierce and difficult to defend against. If An Sheng really attacked him like this, Jin Wenze would definitely make a big fool of himself, and he might even be seriously injured.
"Classmate Jin, do you want to continue?"
An Sheng proudly looked up at Jin Wenze, who was looking at him warily. He enjoyed the frightened, frightened and incredible look in his opponent's eyes, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.
Jin Wenze cautiously took a step back and asked in a probing voice: "Are you a spiritual master?"
An Sheng puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Let me introduce myself again, I am An Sheng, a second-level spiritual master, An Sheng!"
There should be screams and applause here!
An Sheng glanced at the surrounding audience with dissatisfaction. Chu Feiyun and others were all staring at him dumbfounded, shocked and surprised, but no one spoke out to support him.
It's really disappointing.
This is his first show as a second-level spiritual master!
Is it so difficult for these people to show a little admiration and envy in their eyes and shout 666
"Okay! That's it for now."
Yang Fan interrupted An Sheng. He knew this fat guy very well, and he was always flirting. If he was allowed to show off like this, he wouldn't even have enough time in the morning.
"An Sheng is a team member specially recruited by Principal Chen Guang. He will be used as the secret weapon of our South China team. I hope that all students will keep it secret and not leak this news at least before the start of the arena competition."
Yang Fan solemnly explained to Chu Feiyun and the four of them. The four of them looked stern and nodded solemnly at the same time.
At this time, no one questioned Ansheng's existence. As a second-level spiritual master, Ansheng's existence could indeed be used as a trump card at critical moments.
Spiritual masters are very rare.
The four of them were even slightly excited. After all, it was rare for them to have the opportunity to fight with the spiritual master.
"Let's get to know each other formally, classmate An Sheng!" Duan Xiaorui stood up first and gently extended his right hand to An Sheng: "Grade 3, Class 2, Duan Xiaorui, nice to meet you!"
An Sheng stepped forward, grabbed Duan Xiaorui's soft and boneless hands with both hands, and said with a smile: "I'm glad to meet you. I've heard about the great beauty Duan for a long time, and today I finally met her in person!"
Duan Xiaorui smiled softly, shook her right hand slightly, and easily pulled her little hand out of Ansheng's two pig claws, "Classmate Ansheng is really funny."
This damn fat man actually wants to take advantage of me, huh!
An Sheng was a little unfinished, and started to complain about his martial arts talent again. If his martial arts training was not only the fifth level of martial arts disciple, Duan Xiaorui would never break free from his hand so easily, and how could he hold it for a few more seconds.
Zhu Yuchen also walked over at this time, and also extended his right hand to An Sheng: "Zhu Yuchen, Class 1, Grade 3, nice to meet you!"
An Sheng curled his lips slightly and was about to say nonsense like I never shake hands with men, but he heard Yang Fan cough lightly without any trace.
The little fat man trembled, and quickly stretched out his right hand to shake Zhu Yuchen's hands politely: "Nice to meet you! Classmate Zhu Yuchen, I am also very happy to meet you!"
Then came Jin Wenze, with two panda eyes, he walked up to An Sheng again, stretched out his right hand and said: "Let's get to know Jin Wenze again, Class 2, Grade 3, Grade 2."
"No fight, no acquaintance!" An Sheng saw the pair of dark blue eyes on Jin Wenze's face, and without any embarrassment, he stretched out his hand to shake Jin Wenze's hand tightly and said, "Classmate Jin, let's compare notes when we have the opportunity in the future!"
Jin Wenze twitched the corner of his mouth and did not answer.
I am not a masochist. I will not come to you for discussion again until I am not absolutely sure!
In the end, Chu Feiyun was the only one who didn't come over. Yang Fan moved his eyes lightly and turned to look at Chu Feiyun.
The same is true for Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze. Now we are all on the same team. Now that we have recognized each other, it would be inappropriate to be so unsociable, right
Feeling the eyes of everyone, Chu Feiyun stepped forward, took a deep look at An Sheng, and then slowly stretched out his right hand: "Chu Feiyun, Class 1, Grade 3!"
Simple and direct, no polite words such as "nice to meet you".
Anshengyile, this guy is very proud.
"I know you, the number one genius in South China Martial Arts School in a hundred years, the star student of our class." An Sheng stretched out his hand to shake his hand and said: "If it weren't for Brother Fan, you would still be our number one brother in South China." !”
Chu Feiyun felt a little sore.
Why does this damn fat man deserve a beating? Do you really think that since you are a spiritual master, no one can deal with you
Chu Feiyun's right hand exerted a little force, and An Sheng's hand bones crackled. His chubby little face was so painful that it almost deformed, and his face turned red and his neck became thick from holding it in.
This Chu Feiyun, who had killed a thousand swords, actually dared to do something evil.
An Sheng was not polite, his mental power exploded instantly, and he stabbed directly at Chu Feiyun's head.
Chu Feiyun's face turned red, then he shook his head lightly as if nothing happened, and looked at Ansheng with a faint smile.
His guess was indeed correct. The little fat man's spiritual power could only deal with warriors of the second level and below. For a third level martial artist like him, the impact was not as serious as imagined.
"Classmate An Sheng, we must stay close to each other in the future. I am very optimistic about you."
Chu Feiyun raised his hand and patted An Sheng's shoulder heavily, showing a rare hint of enthusiasm.
An Sheng was shaken and wanted to vomit blood after being slapped. His right hand was on fire and he couldn't pull it out.
Chu Feiyun's power was completely beyond his expectation, and the mental impact he was proud of had no effect on Chu Feiyun.
Yaoshou!
Too much pretense!
An Sheng couldn't help but look at Yang Fan asking for help. He really couldn't stand Chu Feiyun's enthusiasm.
Yang Fan gently tilted his head, pretending to be looking at nothing.
This damn fat man is definitely the kind of master who will shine brightly when given a little sunshine. If he is not taught a lesson, his tail will rise to the sky.
(End of chapter)