Chapter 430

"What? Do you still want us to welcome you?"

Feng Xiaotian continues to look up and force.

For him, Qin Jian is an enemy of love, an object forced by disguise, and a provider of all kinds of sad memories.

Robbed, badly injured, beaten down for three times

Anyone can change his attitude because of the change of Qin Jian's identity. Only he can't. Even the sacred wind college didn't send someone to greet him grandly because of his strong opinions.

Who makes him the most outstanding student of this sacred wind college? His position in sacred wind college is as good as Qin Jian in Tianshui and Shrek.

"In that case, I respect your choice..."

Qin Jian nodded and slowly carried his hands, ready to say something.

"Qin Jian, our sacred wind college has no intention of being against you, but it's really hard for us to accept such a thing as naming Wuhun college. Can you stop doing so?"

But the wind and cloud dance hurriedly interrupted, "I don't want to see you break with our college."

Shua

In the back, two cool eyes from left to right stabbed Qin Jian's back.

"Say what will never break..."

Qin Jian automatically ignored the cold behind him, shook his head and said, "from the beginning, I had a very poor relationship with your college?"

He stretched out his hand and said: "the initial kicking of Tianshui College, the later College ranking competition, and then the wheel battle of the advanced college competition, and the new fire of the finals, which seems that we have a good relationship?"

He looked up at Fengyun dance and smiled: "however, you delayed me for some time in the promotion. I always remember, so I originally planned to smash your college to Liwei, but now forget it..."

"Ghost leopard elder..."

Qin Jian suddenly looked up at the sky and said, "smash their gate."

Feng Xiaotian and Fengyun dance were slightly surprised and quickly looked up. Then they saw that there were nine terrible soul rings in the sky.

The next moment, the figure of the woman in black wrapped in the soul ring fell to the earth like a meteorite.

"Yes."

A slight sound spread, but clearly into everyone's ears.

"Boom!"

At the next moment, the gate of the sacred wind college seemed to be blasted, falling apart and the rubble flying.

There was a mess of smoke and dust.

"Title Douluo?!"

Feng Xiaotian and Fengyun dance screamed almost at the same time.

This ghost leopard elder is naturally the ghost leopard Douluo who was allocated to the guard army by bidong. She has already returned to her heart because of the threat of spider poison, plus the good atmosphere and booming momentum of the guard army.

She has no idea about Qin Jian, because she has seen Qin Jian's fight with the pope before. That kind of power can't be resisted by an ordinary low-level Title Douluo

"Well, your gate is gone. It's destined to be rebuilt. Would you like to consider naming a Wuhun college?"

Qin Jian held his shoulders in his hands and gently tapped his fingers.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian and Fengyun dance were speechless. Looking at him, they could no longer be equal, but began to look up.

After all, he can command the title duel now

"Shua Shua..."

Finally, those high-level officials who hid quietly Mimi to observe the situation in Shenfeng college couldn't help but rush out one by one.

And their students, who were originally ordered not to watch, have gradually emerged.

"Well, blow up the gate and everyone will come out."

Qin Jian quietly holds his shoulder and taps his fingers, feeling the rare pleasure of being forced.

It's just a college. No matter how hard it is, it doesn't dare to fight with the title. The reason why Qin Jian dared to neglect Qin Jian earlier must be that he didn't expect to be followed by the title.

"Under the crown of honor..."

The leader, Dean Shenfeng, walked up to the ghost leopard Douluo and bowed slightly.

"Shua!"

But the next moment, the ghost leopard Douluo disappeared and appeared behind Qin Jian when he appeared again.

Her attitude is obvious. All the people in the Wulin hall here are sent by Qin Jian and do not need to salute her.

President Shenfeng was a little sluggish, but he had to take a few more steps forward. The voice was like pinching his nose: "see the referee!"

"Yes."

Qin Jian took the shelf completely, hugged his shoulders with both hands and said casually, "since the Dean came out in person, he must have no objection to the naming requirements of our Wuhun college?"

"This..."

The sacred wind academy glanced at his confident face and couldn't help talking to him: it's just a hairy boy. Do you really think you can do whatever you want with the support of a title Douluo?

His expression also changed, straightened his body and spread his voice throughout the audience: "Your Excellency, the soul master you brought today is really powerful. It's easy to force us to submit to the sacred wind college, but it must not be convincing, and our students can't identify with their identity as students of the martial spirit college."

These words were neither humble nor arrogant. Countless sacred wind students nodded again and again.

"What do you want?"

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes: "do you want to be the only special student in Shenfeng College under this general trend?"

"No, we don't intend to be that prick. We just want to fight for our rights."

President Shenfeng seemed to have a draft for a long time and said, "we need the same treatment as Tianshui College. At the same time, we don't need procuratorial teachers. Only in this way, we Shenfeng college will willingly join the system of wusoul college."

"I've been watching my every move..."

Qin Jian frowned and felt some trouble.

This is the difference between being king and domineering.

To crush the past with strength, just like the original Wuhun hall, is hegemonic, but it is unpopular.

Now what he wants to do is to be the king, to integrate the soul division into the system, and to maintain the image of the Wu soul hall in the eyes of people on the mainland.

President Shenfeng probably guessed this, so he dared to jump out and talk about conditions.

If Qin Jian was ready to crush, he would have knelt down or run away with people

"I really deserve to be president kamikaze. I calculated the kicking of a young student to death in those years, and it's still the same now..."

Qin Jian Chuai raised his hands: "now I can't tell how to ridicule me in my heart, can I?"

"Where..."

President Shenfeng did not change his face and began to blow each other skillfully in business: "the referee is young and talented. It's the only thing I've seen in my life. Where dare I have sarcasm, some are admiration and admiration."

Qin Jian has black lines all over his head.

He is most afraid of this kind of old guy who is thicker than the wall. He flatters without face and skin, which makes people even have no angry position

"Alas..."

Qin Jian waved his hand and looked up to the sky and sighed: "I thought my skin was thick enough. It turned out that I was far from the peak..."

Shuibing'er and hulina looked at him with the same eyes.

"Dean kamikaze, after all, this is the soul master college. Let's solve it in the way of soul master..."

The silver flow in Qin Jian's hand converges, and the silver dragon gun slowly takes shape