Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Ah."

Yu Sheng looked at Yuan Qingshan and nodded slightly.

Although this answer is not standard, it seems to be good.

Unconsciously, a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and he took his hand from the schoolbag and put it down slowly.

Perhaps, Mo Academy and Sin City are indeed somewhat different.

There are no rules, but...a human touch.

"I will truthfully report this matter to Elder Sun!"

Qian Shu looked at Yuan Qingshan and spoke silently.

"Oh, I'm here."

"I support Old Ghost Yuan."

An old voice suddenly came from above the venue.

Xu Yuanqing looked at Qian Shu as if looking at a fool.

He didn't know... Did Mr. Sun also come from Mo Academy?

"Young people today still lack a bit of blood."

"Don't dare to fight, don't dare to fight, what kind of young people are you?"

"When we were young, let alone lie down for a month, even if we lay down for a year, we should fuck you, just fuck you."

"If you can't do it, I have to bite off a piece of your flesh."

"What kind of mess do you teach the children?"

"When the Mo Academy was first established, there were not many resources, so it was created by a famous student with his fists?"

"This is the quarter-finals promotion match. They are all good seedlings of the human race. Don't teach them badly."

"If you're not arrogant, you're still called a young man?"

Following Sun Yingxiong's words, the audience fell silent.

Qian Shu's last glimmer of hope was cut off.

"Little girl, are you timid to fight?"

Yuan Qingshan asked!

The girl from the School of Spirituality suddenly took a step forward, her eyes were full of fighting spirit, she shook her head without hesitation: "How is that possible!"

"He will be ruthless, are you afraid?"

Yuan Qingshan second question!

"I've never been afraid!"

The girl's voice was crisp, but full of determination.

"If you lose, do you have the confidence to surpass him in the future?"

Yuan Qingshan asked three times!

The girl's eyes fell on Yu Sheng, and the fighting spirit was like a ball of fire, jumping in her eyes: "Even if it is a huge mountain, it will be over the day!"

"it is good!"

"On stage!"

Three questions, three answers!

From the beginning to the end, Yuan Qingshan never explained anything to Qian Shu.

It looked like he was bullying others.

but...

All the answers are self-evident in this short dialogue.

The human race has survived to this day, relying on the unyielding belief in the chest and the bloody spirit of daring to fight.

Tactics and patterns, they will only be played after reaching a certain height.

Even Zhong Yushu and Sun Yingxiong, when they were young, were fierce gods who dared to fight in the herd of beasts with a machete in their hands.

This is the human race.

Qian Shu turned around in a daze, and looked at the passionate face and unyielding eyes of the famous student behind him.

"Perhaps, I am not suitable to be a teacher."

"The game is over, I will log in."

"But I want to say..."

Taking a deep breath, the somewhat vicissitudes of the body became tall and straight again, and the eyes also became sharp at this moment, with spirit: "Your teacher, in fact, has never been afraid before!"

"Suppressing Demon Pass, I dare to go!"

"Yaozu, I dare to kill!"

"I hope that one day in the future, you will not blame me."

"I thought too much and forgot your feelings."

He bowed deeply to the many students, then looked at Yuan Qingshan with an apologetic smile.

"In any case, for Lingnian College, take back this first place."

"You are all good boys."

"It's also the pride of Lingnian."

After finishing speaking, Qian Shu turned and left, not staying in the venue anymore.

Lingwu, the teacher of the military academy sighed at the same time: "Perhaps, we are indeed wrong."

"Use your hands to fight for a champion with dignity, let's fight for glory."

"The hope for the future lies in your generation after all."

The tone was a little lost.

but...

At this moment, the originally sloping road was corrected again.

"Spiritual Academy, Yin Meng!"

"Please advise!"

On the ring, the girl looked solemn, holding a spear in her hand, pointing the tip of the spear at the ground, looking at Yu Sheng, and spoke softly.

"Ink Academy."

"The rest of my life."

As the bell rang to start the match, the two rushed to the center of the ring immediately.

The spear came fiercely, accompanied by the rustling wind.

Yu Sheng's figure disappeared in place.

But Yin Meng didn't have any surprises. Obviously, even if she knew that she would surrender after meeting Yu Sheng, she had carefully studied Yu Sheng's current ability.

The spear was castrated and closed.

The third spar flickered.

A pair of phantom wings made of energy appeared, enveloping him.

With a crisp sound, the dagger in Yu Sheng's hand was stopped by the wings.

And taking advantage of this short gap, Yin Meng turned around, raised his gun and stabbed again.

And the wings spread out again, like two sharp sickles, cutting away in the direction of Yu Sheng.

At the same time, the second spar of the spear lit up.

There was a faint groan.

It's like someone is whispering something, which makes people feel in a trance.

This is the lore she carefully prepared for the rest of her life. m.biqmgè

The lore aimed at his teleportation.

Yu Sheng's footsteps stopped, his body was slightly arched, instead of going backwards like Yin Mengxiang imagined, he rushed forward with his head down.

The two wings almost flew across Yu Sheng's body.

The moment the tip of the gun was about to touch his chest, Yu Sheng turned his body sideways again, narrowly avoiding it.

Immediately afterwards, holding the gun in his hand, his shoulder hit Yin Meng's chest abruptly.

She was so beaten that she flew upside down and fell to the ground.

The spear fell off.

The next moment, Yu Sheng's body disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Yin Meng, punching her on the cheek.

While she was in a daze, she skillfully pulled out her teeth.

There were a few crisp sounds.

Yu Sheng got up silently.

Yin Meng has lost the ability to move.

The injury was unbiased, one month, just right.

Fighting, Yin Meng didn't cry.

Injured, Yin Meng did not cry.

but...

Looking at her permanently lost back molar, a tear rolled down the corner of Yin Meng's eyes.

Tooth gone...

This pervert!

Why do I always have a habit of collecting other people's teeth.

loot?

Perhaps in the future, a group of high-level people from the human race will sit together and hold a meeting, and the topic everyone will talk about is...

"Cut, your molars are still there?"

"It must have been rubbish back then."

"I don't even have the right to have my teeth pulled out by the rest of my life!"

Another person raised his head proudly: "I have lost all my teeth!"

"Fart, you pulled it out yourself, shameless."

Perhaps this absurd scene is really possible.

Seeing Yu Sheng calmly standing in front of her, she who has analyzed a large amount of data and data of Yu Sheng suddenly opened her mouth...

"Can I choose to sing?"