The two of you come and I go, black and red flames are flying around in the air, but fortunately, it is very empty and there is no extra thing for the two to destroy.
The guns fired and the sword chants echoed in the arena like this. Every move of the two of them made them feel terrified, and their eyes were completely stuck and could not leave.
What kind of person is this, and what kind of talent is needed to have such a skill and such a supernatural ability.
Aojun attacked more fiercely, so he kept consuming the aura in his body like this, I am afraid that it would be an absolutely disadvantageous situation for him by then.
When entering the realm of the nine-day gods, Aojun discovered the fatal wounds of the nine-day gods. Although the moves have been substantially improved, the attack power has also become extremely strong, but the consumption is fast, and the arena on the lowest tenth floor of the academy is not. The high-level arena’s pure aura is too late to supply oneself, just maintaining the form of the demon lotus sharp spear, and controlling the demon lotus clean fire is already very difficult, probably because the sacred fire has recently possessed spiritual wisdom. It's even more terrifying to be ready to be purified, and Aojun thought, if you can't solve the lock increase in one move, I am afraid you will have many dreams!
After all, Suojia's progress has made Aojun vigilant. Aojun, a talented person, has always believed that she will not be the only one on this continent, Long Aojun, so Suojia can also be regarded as an astonishing talent!
Such an enemy in the world is a deadly threat to oneself.
Thinking of Aojun's attack even more thorny, he basically tried to look for it, and it was especially difficult under the lock and resistance, secretly gritted his teeth, his eyes shot a little bit of cold light.
He knew the weakness of this Xuanjun!
A sneer appeared at the corner of Suo Jia's mouth, and he had not escaped Aojun's insight. He was shocked. It seemed that Suo Jia was not only talented, but he was not inferior to his own ability in observing and thinking.
This person is too dangerous!
Picking up the spear, Locker couldn't dodge, and was finally burned by the demon red flame. Fortunately, he had a dark flame protector, which did not cause substantial damage. Locker's eyes were wide open, and the dark sword in his hand was like crazy. Want Aojun to cut it off.
Aojun ducked sideways, the white robe was cut off a piece of fabric, the sword aura carried on the sword's edge was on Aojun's arm, and both of them were hung up, and the injury caused by the lock was slightly heavier than Aojun.
The two suddenly separated, each backing a few steps, their whole bodies in a tight posture.
Suojia became angry because of his injury. When he was about to attack again, a loud roar suddenly pierced the air, shaking everyone's footsteps and falling to the ground. Except for Suojia and Aojun, everyone present was present. No one can stand up.
Of course, some instructors knew whose roar it was, and their complexions turned pale, and cold sweat ran down like a stream.
Oh my God, Lord Dean is here!
A few figures appeared in the center of the fighting arena in a flash, and stood still, and everyone could clearly see the appearance of the incoming person.
Sure enough, Lord Dean!
There are also Shadow Repair Instructor and Wanrong Instructor, the eyes of the three are all gloomy.
Especially the dean, it is almost like eating people, the beard under the nose is now being blown together, and an old face is about to go red, typical of blowing beard and staring!
Long Qing glanced at Aojun very dissatisfied, then gritted his teeth and said, "Tutor Xuanjun, can you explain it!"
Aojun retracted the spear, and the red spear suddenly turned into crimson in the sky and disappeared into the air. She stood with her hand holding her hand, her expression arrogant, and her eyes were disdainful and mocking. She kept her mouth open and did not answer. She thought that she didn't need to take care of her The dean.
"Xuanjun!" Long Qing Lei Ting was furious, and almost wanted to rush to break Aojun's neck. What kind of attitude was she, she kept clearing up the mess again and again, and now she didn't even look at it. A glance at myself is simply horrible!
Now Long Qing can't tell whether he is wronged or angry. Who is the dean to do his job depends on the expressions of his subordinates.
Glancing around at the surrounding crowd, Aojun replied lazily: "It's just a discussion with Suojia instructor. It took up the martial arts arena. Shouldn't the dean wise Shenwu count these trivial matters?"
what? ! Long Qing almost didn't spit it out, almost fainted by Aojun.
Looking at the audience below, they all hid their mouths and laughed, and because of Long Qing’s face, they didn’t dare to laugh out loud. Their faces were red, and their shoulders were shaking as if they were electrocuted. Epileptic.
Even the corners of the mouth of the chain can't help but smoke, let's learn? Thanks to this long-looking person who was able to speak nonsense with his eyes open, even he couldn't help but admire him now.
Have you ever seen such a big hole in the martial arts arena
The hole that was blown up to be basically shattered seemed to be laughing at Long Qing, and the angry Long Qing wanted to rush to kill Aojun.
This kid is really lawless!
"You you you... Come to the dean's room and reflect with me!" The earth-shaking roar echoed in the arena, and in the end Aojun still strode the direction of the dean's room like an innocent person.
In the end, Aojun didn't forget to turn around and say: "Master Dean, it's okay to ask me to reflect, but don't forget to prepare tea for me. I am very willing to go to the Dean's room for tea."
Everyone was overwhelmed. This time Long Qingzhen was almost vomiting blood for three liters. He was stuck in his throat in one breath, he was almost suffocated!
The last thing Long Qing did in this life was to make Aojun the emperor of the academy!
"Look at what you look like!" Long Qing, the stern-faced Dean, patted the table and stared at the table, sternly: "Is it possible to provoke Sujia casually? Don't look at what you are. A place, what a sacred place the college is, a place for students to practice hard work, as teachers, how can you be so ignorant of the rules? What kind of style is this!"
Long Qing was bitter and consoling. He just didn’t have to spend his heart and lungs to give Aojun a course on ideology and morality. Today’s fighting in the college arena has spread throughout the academy, and now Aojun is even more famous. Up!
Long Qing made such wishful thinking, not many people knew Aojun’s identity after the entire elders’ council was destroyed. In fact, even Long Qing’s true identity was not very clear even for Long Qing himself, as if he had been changed out of thin air. People, but this does not affect his views on Aojun. The hero does not ask about his origin. Long Qing believes that as long as Aojun and Tianyu Kingdom do not have any deep hatred, he can at least recommend him to the dynasty in the future and recruit a Tianzong wizard for Tianyu.
Originally, the elders had already thought that Aojun was born in the mountains and had no backstage. Only then did they find ways to exclude Aojun, and Long Qing just used this to prepare to recruit Aojun and become his own right-hand man in the future.
But how did Long Qing know that a dragon, even a mountain dragon, no matter how small, is still a dragon, still an arrogant and uncontrollable dragon.
Aojun has been challenging Long Qing's limit ever since he entered the academy. Until today, Long Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he began to furious. He originally expected Aojun to show some worried eyes, even if it was a pretend effect. it is good…
But why, why is God unwilling to fulfill such a humble wish!
I saw Aojun sitting horizontally on the Grand Master’s chair without sitting, with his feet on the table and shaking rhythmically, holding a cup of tea in both hands, sipping slowly and gently, he would enjoy it better than the emperor. .
And this is not the point, the point is that it is actually in his Longqing Dean's room, and he comes to drink tea upright in front of him!
Really... Outrageous!
"Xuanjun! Did you hear that! Do you really think that the old man dare not oust your position of emperor teacher!" Ignoring him? Don’t you think life is too comfortable
Aojun raised his star-like eyes lazily, with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Whatever you want! As long as the Master Moban can take care of it!"
Long Qing stalked his neck, hesitating flashed in his eyes, speaking of which he really couldn't control those bastards!
Damn, this kid is starting to threaten people!
Squinting his eyes, Long Qing said badly: "Are you threatening me?"
Aojun chuckles: "Don't dare, Lord Dean is the head of the academy, the person with the highest authority in the academy, how come we are threatened by the little people in your interview? Lord Dean is teasing the juniors?"
"Junior?" Long Qing mocked, "You also know that you are a junior, you look at your appearance, you say you are a junior, it really makes people feel special!" He gritted his teeth and raised the tone of the word special, and looked at it. Sitting like Aojun Taibao, Long Qing himself felt that he was standing like a junior!
I don't know why, even if Aojun is working against him like this, he doesn't feel that he will hate Aojun, but he likes it more and more damned!
In short, the more Long Qing looked at Aojun, the more pleasing he was, even his grandson, who had never been masked, would not like to please him like this.
Is it possible that this achievement is the so-called inferiority? The more you confront yourself, the more you admire yourself, and the more you like it
It may be that a person has been alone at the pinnacle of power for a long time, and the shrinking eyes watching other people's flattering slaps are too much, and I always hope that some juniors can ignore their majesty and fight with their own dignity.
Perhaps Aojun gave him this feeling, and there is a deep bond in his heart, just like a family member, if Xuanjun is really his grandson...
Long Qing looked at Aojun, his eyes changed a lot, and finally turned into a long sigh, and sat down decadently, looking like he was several dozen years old.
"It's nothing more, do whatever you like, the old man doesn't care, but you will bear the trouble in the future, don't expect the old man to clean up the mess again!