Chapter 890

"It seems that Chu Ling is right. You are really arrogant."

After being stunned, instructor Wei sneered: "dare to be so arrogant in front of me, you are the first one!"

Mid day

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, shook his head, and asked with a smile, "is the mid-term of Tian level very remarkable?"

In the past, the sky level was indeed an insurmountable gap for Ye Feng. But now for Ye Feng, the sky level peak is just idle. He is not inborn and has no qualification to start with him.

If the mid-term of the sky level is great, what are the two sky level peaks, Fu Qianfan and xuanjing, who died under him? Is Chinese cabbage planted in the field and allowed to be cut off?

And this sentence, also asked Wei drillmaster's face instantly gloomy into the bottom color of the pot.

In the middle of the Tang Dynasty, even if you look at the whole ancient martial arts world, you can be ranked on the top. But now he was asked by this little guy with a disdainful face, which made him feel that there was no place to put his face.

"What school are you from?"

After biting his teeth for a long time and trying to endure his anger, Mr. Wei said in a deep voice to Ye Feng.

"There is no school, no school. It's all self-cultivation." Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why are your problems so many? Why are you 100000? If it's OK, get out of the way. I have something to do. "

It turned out to be a wandering monk

A hear Ye Feng's answer, Wei drillmaster immediately slightly relaxed tone, eyes also show a touch of fine awn.

"I came here not to trouble you or rob you, but to send you an invitation. Two days later, there will be a competition here. Not only Qingwu but also instructors like me will compete. Since you can beat Chu Ling, you should be qualified to compete with the instructors. How about it? Are you interested in trying it out? "

After laughing, Wei drillmaster asked Ye Feng in a deep voice.

"I don't like bullying people."

Ye Feng shook his head and quickly refused Wei instructor's invitation.

According to his idea, since this Wei surnamed is only in the middle of Tian level, he can serve as the chief drillmaster. Then the other instructors, no matter how strong they are, are just the early days of Tian level.

With his current cultivation and competing with these people, it's not bullying them.

"Boy, you're deceiving too much!"

Instructor Wei's teeth crackled and his eyes almost burst into flames.

This boy is really irritating. When he competes with a group of heavenly beings, he dares to say that he is bullying them. What do you think of them? Can anyone knead and put soft old persimmon?

"If you think I'm bullying you, think I'm bullying you..." Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "there is nothing else, if not, I will go."

He didn't have nothing to do. He had enough to fight with these guys.

"Ha ha, I don't think you don't want to participate, but you dare not take part in the competition?" Seeing Ye Feng leaving, how could instructor Wei give up and sneer at him, and then said, "and there are rewards for the competition between instructors. The winner can enter the secret library and choose an item at will. Don't you want to go into the secret library again?"

Can the winner enter the secret library again?

Ye Feng hears the sound and his steps are stagnant.

There are quite a lot of good things in the military secret library. If these people can use them, it's a bright pearl. It's better for them to choose two more.

"But if you lose, it's not without punishment. You should choose one thing from your collection and let your opponent choose it!" See Ye Feng move, Wei instructor rush way.

It turns out that the goods are still coming from the secret storehouse

Ye Feng was speechless in his heart, but he was too lazy to talk to the fool who was looking for his death again. After nodding, he said faintly: "two days later, you and I will meet here, and then I will let you understand how to write regret!"

"You..."

Instructor Wei was furious and wanted to slap Ye Feng, but Ye Feng didn't give him a chance to continue talking. He winked at Nie Qingwu and strode to the outside of the camp.

Hum, two days later, you will know who will understand how to write the word "regret"!

Staring at Ye Feng's back and sneering a few times, Wei drillmaster Tieqing turned around and left.

According to Chu Ling's statement before and Ye Feng's age, he suspected that Ye Feng's accomplishments should be the peak of the prefecture level or the early days of the heaven level. Only with such strength can he crush Chu Ling and defeat the enemy.

Even if he guessed wrong, Ye Feng, like him, is also in the middle of the sky level. However, he felt that he was surprised by his own fighting, and it should not be a big problem to win this little guy.

……

"Ye Feng, the instructor Wei is very powerful. He is in the middle of the day. The people in the camp are not his opponents Moreover, I have heard that before he entered the military camp, he was also famous in the ancient Wu Kingdom... "After leaving the barracks, Nie Qingwu is worried about Ye Feng.

"Mid day? He is a bird in the middle of the sky level. Can he fly? " Ye Feng hears the sound, a faint smile.

"Of course not..." Nie Qingwu shook his head, but only half of his words made him laugh.

Ye Feng can fly with the sword, which is what instructor Wei can't do at all. The strength between the two can be seen from this point alone. There is no suspense in the two days' competition.

And in her heart, she also began to mourn for drillmaster Wei. He had a bad idea, but he had to fight Ye Feng. Isn't it hard to find yourself happy?

"So, you don't have to worry about me. You should think about what to do if the instructor Wei loses his face and is ready to leave..." Ye Feng laughed and joked, then went on: "let's go, let's go to the hospital and have a look at the situation of the old man."

Nie Qingwu nodded, a little low expression of a foot down the accelerator.

All the way, they soon came to the hospital where Nie lived.

Why is Nie's situation so severe

After rushing to the intensive care unit where Nie Lao was, he swept through the door window, and Ye Feng's eyebrows immediately twisted into a big pimple.

I saw Nie Lao on the hospital bed. At the moment, there was no prestige of the tiger old man. He was lying on the bed in a sickly way without saying anything. Moreover, his cheek muscles drooped, and saliva flowed unconsciously along the corner of his lip

Not only that, Ye Feng also noticed that Nie's arms, legs and feet, every once in a while, would have a violent convulsion.

Is Nie Lao really having a stroke?!

Seeing Nie Lao's remarkable stroke performance, Ye Feng frowns tightly, and can't help but begin to doubt his previous judgment.