In an instant, all eyes, like tides, converged on Deng Jiuling.
Most of these eyes are gloating.
Some people kept shaking their heads, expressing their deep sympathy for what happened to Deng Jiuling.
Suddenly there appeared a beautiful shadow of Qu Yan from the Department of Martial Arts in the crowd.
At this moment, Qu Yan looked at Deng Jiuling with pity.
"Just this kid, dare to challenge Feng Jing?" Qu Yan looked disdainful.
Compared with her own "small white strips in the waves", Deng Jiuling's hanging silk is really insignificant to Qu Yan.
Beside Qu Yan, Wang Lulu looked at Deng Jiuling blankly.
At this moment, although the world is big, in Wang Lulu's eyes, Deng Jiuling is the only one.
Although Wang Lulu was rescued by Deng Jiuling, she was sent out of the Ghost Road by several pirates.
But not long after Wang Lulu left, he heard the news of the victory of Huoshaodao.
Although she doesn't know the situation well, Wang Lulu can be sure that the destruction of the Burning Island must have something to do with Deng Jiuling.
Ghost Road 72 Island and Huoshao Island have dominated the South China Sea for nearly a hundred years. They have been passed down to three generations of pirates and are unbreakable.
Even twenty years ago, the South China Sea sent a million troops, but still could not eliminate the ghost road.
But Deng Jiuling also went to the Ghost Road that day, and the Ghost Road was destroyed!
To say that there is no relationship between the two, Wang Lulu would not believe it.
Young and rich, handsome and handsome, martial arts is so high!
perfect!
"Why doesn't such a good man belong to me?" Wang Lulu was a little depressed.
If there is any regret medicine in the world, Wang Lulu will definitely buy it!
What Wang Lulu didn't know was that with her own heart, there was already the shadow of Deng Jiuling in silence.
No, this time Deng Jiuling challenge, Wang Lulu rushed over immediately.
"Although Deng Jiuling is very strong, Feng Jing is also very powerful." Fen clenched his fist, and Wang Lu showed worry.
Wang Lulu is not a martial artist, so naturally he doesn't know what Deng Jiuling's martial arts realm represents.
In Wang Lulu's view, Feng Jing practiced martial arts since he was a child, and was sealed off to take a bath with precious Chinese medicinal materials, which was extremely powerful.
Even if Deng Jiuling can defeat the pirates, he may not be able to defeat Feng Jing!
Relying on Feng's family relationship, Feng Jing once went to the South Naval Battalion for special training and was awarded an "Elite" medal.
Elites in the army, learn Dao and dominate Feng Jing!
Such a great person, naturally, resists the banner of the freshman of Nanhai University and frightens the heroes.
Seeing that no one dared to challenge himself, the smile on Feng Jing's face became more and more proud.
"Student Deng, today you and the Fengtong student are fighting to death, can you go up?" a tall, long and enchanting beauty suddenly said jokingly.
This beauty is Feng Jing's girlfriend. She is from the dance department. She is called Wang Cuicui. She is a proud gold worshiper.
At this moment, Wang Cuicui was playing abusively, ready to watch Deng Jiuling deflate.
"Brother, you are the arrogant of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, fuck him!" Young Master Huang Mao also spoke.
"If Tianjiao of TCM wants to be able to transform martial arts elites, wouldn't the sows be able to climb trees?"
"You are wrong to say that, classmate Deng is the number one arrogant of the martial arts school, and even the son of Nanhai Mo Yu has suppressed him."
"Yes, yes, Deng Jiuling directly crashed the assessment instrument during the final assessment, which is awesome."
Hahahaha!
The students burst into laughter, and they laughed very proudly.
"Deng Jiuling, if you are a man, come and fight me!" Feng Jingsha raised his middle finger.
"If you want to fight, I will fight!" Deng Jiuling walked directly into the ring without talking nonsense.
In this scene, Professor Hao who was watching kept shaking his head, and the disgust in his eyes became more intense.
When Feng Jing entered the ring just now, he jumped onto the ring with a dash of water, demonstrating his extraordinary lightness.
But Deng Jiuling actually walked up. Isn't this too much rubbing
From this point of view, everyone understood that Deng Jiuling's martial arts was definitely not as good as Feng Jing.
"Lulu, did you see Deng Jiuling?" Qu Yan discovered that there was something wrong with Wang Lulu.
"No... No, it's just that this kid is Xun'er's boyfriend. He is going to be beaten to death. I'm afraid Xun'er will be sad." Wang Lulu's face blushed, and she said vacillatingly.
"Um..." Qu Yan nodded and said no more.
"The ring competition will start after 5 minutes. Please take the time for the two students." Teacher Li walked up as a referee and said to the two of them.
"Drink! Haha!"
Feng Jing began to make preparations, raising his legs in the air and kicking in a high position with a rotation of 720 degrees. The action was cool and full of power, which caused a group of school girls to scream.
As for Deng Jiuling, we closed our eyes and confided in the sidelines, and didn't bother to have the opportunity to close the scene.
"There is still 1 minute left before the game starts." Teacher Li's voice sounded again.
Hearing this, Feng Jing stopped preheating, took a sip of the mineral water, and patted his palms.
The fat boy immediately opened a box and said loudly to everyone: "Student Deng, this is a gift from our boss."
"Haha, even if your kid loses today, you can still get a gift from our boss, isn't it?" The thin boy continued.
Everyone took a closer look and found that there was an alarm clock in the box.
In today’s battle of life and death in the ring, Feng Jing wants to "send the bell" to Deng Jiuling. Isn't the homophonic "send the bell?"
Dang!
When the fat boy opened the gift, everyone suddenly understood that Feng Jing was going to be true this time.
Because this was a life-and-death battle, even if Feng Jing killed Deng Jiuling, Deng Jiuling would die in vain.
Unexpectedly, Deng Jiuling didn't react at all after seeing the bell, but said indifferently: "I also bought a gift for you. If you count the time, it should be here."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a tumult at the gate, a dozen big men panting, carrying a cuboid about three meters long, and walking all the way to the ring.
"Ran, this thing is too heavy."
"Thank you, classmates."
A bald boss instructed the workers to place the large rectangular parallelepiped under the ring.
"Student Deng, what kind of express delivery is yours, it is so heavy?" The bald boss took the express delivery slip and walked all the way to Deng Jiuling.
"Thanks for your hard work, Lao Wang, please help me open this express delivery in public." Deng Jiuling said with a smile after signing the express delivery slip.
"Good." Anyway, it's all about collecting money to do things. Boss Wang is also a little curious. What is this big guy with a shipping cost of more than 1,000.
"Deng Jiuling, what are you special about... What gift do you give me?" Feng Jing frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"You'll know right away." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Feng Jing gave Deng Jiuling an alarm clock, and Deng Jiuling actually bought a gift for Feng Jing
The students talked a lot, and all looked at the big box curiously.
Lao Wang was the owner of the school's express delivery service. When he saw a large package in the morning, he was shocked and almost fell to the ground.
Nima, this package is too big, right
Fortunately, there were many workers in Lao Wang. With a wave of his hand, he immediately found a dozen workers and delivered the large package to Deng Jiuling to the bottom of the ring.
In full view, Pharaoh personally led the team to unpack the package.
A huge coffin appeared in front of everyone.
"Coffin? The gift Deng Jiuling gave to Fengjing was actually a coffin?"
"I'm Cao, this is too bad, right?"
There was a commotion among the students, and it all felt incredible.
Feng Jing's throat was sweet, his smile solidified, almost vomiting blood in anger.
In order to slap Deng Jiuling in the face, Feng Jing deliberately gave a bell in public.
But Nima, Deng Jiuling actually gave a coffin
What the hell!
You are so drunk, why don't you go to Ritian, why don't you stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun
Feng Jing, angry!
"Boy, you successfully annoyed me!"
With clenched fists crackling, Feng Jing sneered and said, "I won't beat you to death today, so I won't be called Feng Jing."
"Don't worry, you don't have any chance." Deng Jiuling shrugged, his expression indifferent.
"The game begins!" Teacher Li's voice resounded through the audience in an instant.
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, Feng Jing rushed like a cheetah, and suddenly jumped up into the air, turning his leg into a whip shadow, and instantly threw it towards Deng Jiuling.
"This is Foshan Wuyingjiao!"
"Wuyingjia has been lost for a hundred years, but now he is back in the arena?"
"Remarkable, Fengjia is going to be out of the dragon."
In this scene, the few martial arts teachers who watched the battle couldn't help but exclaim with admiration on their faces.
"My husband is the best, huh!" Wang Cuicui looked at Deng Jiuling with a proud face.
However, she saw that Deng Jiuling suddenly grabbed Feng Jing in his hands.
boom!
Then, Deng Jiuling threw it away, like a piece of garbage, and threw Feng Jing off the ring.
Click!
Under everyone's eyes, Feng Jing, an elite student of the Martial Arts Academy, drew an elegant parabola in the void and landed in the coffin with a bang.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
The two fat and thin little brothers hurried over, only to find that Feng Jing had broken his legs and had fallen into a coma.
"If you weren't for cousin Xun'er, I will kill you today!"
Deng Jiuling flew a kick, and the coffin cover weighing a hundred catties instantly rose into the air, with a loud bang, covering the coffin.
As if he had done a trivial thing, Deng Jiuling's eyes were indifferent, and he walked forward with his hand held down, and quickly disappeared at the gate.
Shock!
Looking blankly at the direction of Deng Jiuling's disappearance, all the students were stunned, all plunged into great terror.
Wang Cuicui is like a duck whose neck is pinched, and his mouth is wide enough to stuff a big egg.
Although Wang Lulu knew that Deng Jiuling was very strong, after seeing Deng Jiuling go crazy, Wang Lulu was still shocked.
"It turns out that Deng Jiuling is really so strong!" Wang Lulu lost her senses.
Even the courtyard flower Quyan of the Martial Arts Academy, she sucked in air, feeling that she underestimated Deng Jiuling.
"This kid is so strong, I am afraid that martial arts is not under me!" Qu Yan shook her face.
At this moment, Qu Yan finally understood the real reason why Deng Jiuling's expression had been indifferent from the beginning.
Because with Deng Jiuling's martial arts, from the beginning, he looked down on Feng Jing at all.
A strong man, why not talk nonsense with the ants? Just slap to death.
This is Deng Jiuling!
In the crowd, Professor Hao and Young Master Huang Mao glanced at each other, and they saw the wretched Nima in each other's eyes.
"Teacher, don't worry, this kid is dead, he will definitely not see tomorrow's sun." Young Master Huang Mao said every word, his tone full of sorrow.