Li Yundong was not angry and laughed.

He was laughing. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him: "Li Yundong?"

Li Yundong turned his head and saw that Feng Ji, who had met before, was standing in front of him, looking at himself with bright eyes. He was standing at his feet, his knees slightly bent, like a cheetah that would burst into human eating at any time.

Li Yundong frowned secretly. He asked, "what are you looking for me?"

Feng Ji arched his hand to Li Yundong and said, "I heard you are good at Kung Fu. I want to compete with you!"

Li Yundong smiled and said, "that's someone else's misinformation. I haven't learned Kung Fu." then he turned around and didn't want to talk to the boy.

This sentence is true. Li Yundong really hasn't learned Kung Fu from anyone all day. He learned the way of cultivating truth, the art of external elixir, and then the art of internal elixir. He has nothing to do with martial arts.

But Feng Ji didn't believe him at all. When he saw that Li Yundong turned around and ignored himself, he was angry and thought that the other party looked down on him. His eyes swept around. He saw that the eyes of the students around him were mostly focused on himself, especially the freshmen who regarded him as heaven and man.

Feng Ji sneered and whispered, "that would offend!"

With that, his body burst up, his fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed at Li Yundong's shoulder!

As soon as Feng Ji made a move, Feng Na opposite him stood up. She saw that Feng Ji's fingers were strong and strong, grabbing Li Yundong's shoulder like a hard iron hook. She shouted: "be careful!"

Feng Na can still react. How can Li Yundong not? As soon as he turned sideways, Feng Ji's fingers caught the seven treasure psychic fan behind him.

Feng Ji only felt that his tentacles were hard and there was a faint sound of hitting steel. He was surprised and strange. He secretly thought about what was behind Li Yundong, but suddenly saw a light in the cloth bag behind Li Yundong.

Li Yundong immediately felt a chill in his heart and secretly shouted: the seven treasure channeling fan came out to protect the Lord!

In an instant, the cloth strip behind Li Yundong was torn apart. The Qibao psychic fan, nearly one person high, instantly cut the cloth strip wrapped in it into countless pieces. It jumped out of the bondage, and the fan leaves opened with a Shua, like a peacock opening the screen, the fan leaves rubbing, making a clanking sound of iron!

The students in the canteen suddenly felt a strong murderous spirit coming to their faces, which made them almost unable to breathe. They seemed to be suddenly in the ancient battlefield, surrounded by strong winds, mixed with the terrible sound of iron friction, as if countless soldiers were constantly pulling out their swords!

After the seven treasure psychic fan was opened in an instant, its blades automatically flew around at a high speed, and golden Sanskrit suddenly burned and jumped around the seven treasure psychic fan, looking dazzling and solemn.