"Nie Yun!" The young man's voice was a little more arrogant than before, and he also gave Wuming a challenging look.

"Oh~~Good name." Zhang Feng said with a harsh smile: "How do you plan to fight? Or a one-on-one fight or a group fight?"

Nie Yun smiled indifferently, and his eyebrows showed a look of looking down on Zhang Feng: "Whatever."

Zhang Feng was not in the other party's expression at all, but smiled and raised his thumb: "Good courage! Then I'll choose to fight alone."

"Who will come first?" Nie Yun's words seemed no longer than Wuming's words.

Zhang Feng lifted his pants in a sloppy manner: "Of course I'll do it first."

"Let's take action." Nie Yun put the sword behind him, and a proud message that Zhang Feng was not worthy of his use of the sword to convey to everyone present.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Feng took two steps back and kept moving his wrists and ankles: "I have a habit of warming up before starting my hands."

Nie Yun frowned in dissatisfaction and did not speak.

As time passed, Nie Yun began to doubt Zhang Feng's sincerity.

Zhang Feng's warm-up time is enough for three meals. It seems that he still has to continue doing it.

Wuming chuckled softly and turned to walk towards the teaching building. Just as Zhang Feng started to exercise, the number of soldiers and pixies dropped from 150 to more than 70. These people who left secretly obviously did not escape at the last minute.

This rather lively road in front of the school gate has been passed again for a long time. If you observe carefully, you will find that students wearing Feiteng Academy uniforms appear from time to time not far from both ends of the road.

"Are you going to fight?" Nie Yun was not Wuming after all. His arrogance was always much worse than Wuming's patience.

"Want~How can you not hit?" Zhang Feng shook his neck and showed a smirk on his face, raised his hand and pointed it behind him and said, "But it's not me who fights you. But it's~~~"

Needless to say, Nie Yun also saw it. At least thousands of people wearing Feiteng Military Academy uniforms emerged on both ends of the road, and everyone was holding various weapons, eyes, iron pipes, and even bricks. They didn’t look like students from the Military Academy, but like gangsters fighting with people.

"You!" Nie Yun looked at Zhang Feng, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Push off time! Don't keep your promise!"

"Boy, you don't know who we are yet?" Zhang Feng retreated, Gu Lie and Weidehai stood in front of him to prevent Nie from launching a sudden attack, saying, "We are soldiers, more advanced than gangsters. We always like to bully more people when fighting. As for the rules of the world, people who talk about the rules of the world can only be regarded as a memory of others."
Chapter completed!