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As the tutor's voice dropped, it spread all over the square.

All around the square, there was no silence.

"Wow..."

But it was only a short silence, and there was a complete uproar around the square.

"Weng Zixuan, this factotum actually wants to fight Yu Chenglong?"

"Where is the courage for a scumbag to fight against the favored one?"

"This must be looking for abuse. I really don't know what mu shaodu thinks. He can't get any students. He even takes a servant and has to fight against Yu Chenglong."

"There won't be any miracle again. How could this scumbag be Yu Chenglong's opponent?"

"If the scum can win, I'll show you the shit on the spot!"

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Innumerable comments spread without cover up, converging into the noise resounding through the square, deafening!

Martial arts flourishes. The strong are respected. The strong are respected. The weak are fish.

No one will care about a college's Handyman students, Weng Zixuan has never been in the eye.

In everyone's opinion, Weng Zixuan is against Chenglong. He is looking for abuse himself. He can't be his opponent.

On the high stage, Yu Chenglong's face was gloomy all the time, and he fought with a factotum, which clearly humiliated his identity.

Originally, Yu Chenglong was still thinking that if Gu Yuan and others won, he would not fight a scumbag at all.

To defeat a factotum, even if it was to win, it would be a shame for him all his life.

But for the sake of third uncle, he has to do it now.

He took a cold look at the servants not far away. Yu Chenglong's body shape swept out, and the vitality of his feet was like a whirlpool. Taking advantage of the situation, he landed on the battle platform in a light posture, and his college robes fluttered, but did not bring a trace of dust.

"Good!"

"You're a good student!"

All that Yu Chenglong showed immediately cheered the new students around.

"Yu Xuechang is so handsome!"

A lot of girls are even more obsessed with their eyes.

"Very good!"

Many teachers and tutors on the stage appreciated Yu Chenglong's posture.

Yu Chenglong is indeed a rare talent. His talent will not be superior to Meng Wenjia, or even worse than that.

Such a good seedling, with time, should become a strong party, famous for the wilderness!

Then, many eyes on the platform can not help but look at mu shaodu and Weng Zixuan.

This mu shaodu is too arrogant. He has won with good luck, but he is so arrogant that he says that as long as Yu Tao wins one game, he will lose.

Does this boy think that a student of miscellaneous service, who is rumored to be a student with talent that can't even reach the entry level, can defeat Yu Chenglong, the son of heaven? It's impossible to have a miracle.

"Jie Jie..."

Yu Chenglong secretly looks gloomy and sneers at him.

What if he lost four games? This boy is too arrogant. How can a servant be Yu Chenglong's opponent? At that time, he will not only be a teacher of the college, but also be his bag.

In any case, he must get it.

"Boy, climb over my crotch in a moment..."

Seeing Du Shaomu sitting not far away, Yu Tao murmurs in his heart with a chill in his eyes.

This boy is so lucky that he can receive students like Meng Wenjia. Even Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and Li Yao are also hiding deeply, which makes his face greatly damaged.

But after a while, the boy is about to climb over his crotch.

Only in this way can his reputation be restored.

All around the noisy ear, all for the Dragon cheering, shouting, no one will take a miscellaneous student in mind.

Weng Zixuan slightly raised his eyes, and his messy bangs still covered most of his face. Listening to the noise around him, he was hard to be calm and nervous.

Just about a month ago, he was just a worker, and it was impossible for him to become an official student of Tianxia college.

But now, in the midst of all the attention, in front of the old Lei academy and many teachers in the college, we are going to have a battle with the son of heaven in Chenglong.

"Come on, you can win!"

Xiao Hu patted Weng Zixuan on the shoulder. Although she was a few years younger than Weng Zixuan, this head was almost the same as Weng Zixuan.

"Schoolmaster, come on

"Schoolmaster, come on

Tang Qian, Li Yao and Jin Jiawen all smile at Weng Zixuan.

In most of this month, several people have developed a special feeling.

Jin Jiawen, Li Yao and Tang Qian were all good-natured people. They didn't resent Weng Zixuan's status as a student.

What's more, now, others don't know, but Jin Jiawen and others know what Weng Zixuan has experienced and what kind of toughness he has reached.Meng Wenjia also came to Weng Zixuan's side and said: "thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, don't deceive the poor youth. Let those who look down on you, shut up for a while! "

" thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, do not deceive the poor youth... "

Weng Zixuan murmured to himself and looked at the tiger, Meng Wenjia and Jin Jiawen in front of him. His eyes trembled slightly in the gap of his hair. Then he saluted Du Shaomu and said, "teacher, the students are going."

Looking at Weng Zixuan, Du Shaomu moved his sitting posture slightly, picked his eyes slightly, and said, "go ahead, remember, you are my student, even if you are only a student for a month, there are few people in this world who can compare with you, because you are my student of moshaodu! "

the leisurely words are calm, but they have a kind of overbearing which is hard to describe.

Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian and so on smell speech, at the moment I don't know why, one by one there is a feeling of blood surging.

They would not have felt that way a month ago.

But now, such a remark from the young teacher's mouth, but let them deeply touched.

Weng Zixuan clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes fluctuated.

"Teacher, students know!"

After a respectful ceremony, Weng Zixuan turned and walked toward the battle platform.

This moment, Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, Xiao Hu, Li Yao, Meng Wenjia can feel Weng Zixuan become different.

Two days ago, Weng Zixuan broke the cocoon and became a butterfly. It came from the body and the transformation of strength.

But now Weng Zixuan is not the same. This feeling comes from the spirit, from the soul, from the bottom of my heart. It's like starting Nirvana from the inside out.

"Arrogant."

"It's too arrogant. I really think that a student in charge of miscellaneous duties can defeat Chenglong."

On the stage, listening to Du Shaomu's words just now, a tutor muttered.

People think that Du Shaomu is too arrogant and arrogant, which is not a general tone.

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