Chapter 1505

Xiao Xuan, the fourth floor the day after tomorrow.

Ye Baiwei, the third floor the day after tomorrow.

Murong Hui, the third floor the day after tomorrow.

Moreover, Xiao Xuan is still a junior from the Xiao family, the largest ancient martial family in the capital. He practices the local martial arts and his boxing is very powerful. Miyamoto Saburo is now the fifth section of the black belt. Logically, his cultivation is higher than that of Xiao Xuan, but he can only draw with Xiao Xuan at most.

If the three of them work together, Miyamoto will surely lose. However, according to what Zhou Yan said, Lin Feng can easily defeat these three people. It can be imagined that Lin Feng's strength is far more than them.

"However, Miyamoto, there is still a little doubt about what happened yesterday. I don't see the Qi and blood power of any martial artist on Lin Feng. He is obviously just an ordinary person. Moreover, after they were seriously injured by Lin Feng, Xiao Xuan and Lin Feng could go out for supper with Lin Feng in the twinkling of an eye... "Zhou Yan put forward his doubts.

"It's impossible! If according to the situation in the photo, Xiao Xuan and them were seriously injured, it would take at least ten days and a half months to get down to the ground... Moreover, according to Xiao Xuan's bad temper, how could they have supper with Lin Feng who had just beaten them? " Miyamoto immediately raised doubts.

"Yes! Therefore, I also suspect that Xiao Xuan and Lin Feng are acting. This Lin Feng is just an ordinary person. Where can there be any ancient martial arts? " Zhou Yan nodded.

"Yes! Then we can breathe a sigh of relief. Lin Feng is not worried. Don't worry about the counterattack of their martial arts club... "

Miyamoto paused and asked again, "by the way, didn't you say you've arranged means to deal with this Lin Feng? Since he is not a martial artist, he doesn't have to bother much. "

"Of course, my second uncle deliberately gave advice to Ou Yong, the teacher who had a grudge with Lin Feng. Let him take Lin Feng to that place... "Zhou Yan smiled strangely and whispered deliberately.

"What? That place? Even if Lin Feng is really a warrior in the later stage of the day after tomorrow, I'm afraid it's... It's difficult to come out unharmed? Isn't that place sealed up? " Miyamoto Saburo was also stunned, and his face was afraid.

"Hum! Gong Benjun, I don't like this Lin Feng. Why should Qin Yanran look at him differently, and the crazy girl of the Xiao family come out for him? "

Zhou Yan said with envy on his face.

"All right! However, we should be more careful in this matter. If it is found out, it is not for fun. " Miyamoto ordered cautiously.

"Even if it is found out, it has nothing to do with us. There is Ou Yong who carries the black pot. Anyway, there is a gap between him and Lin Feng. I just gave him an idea through my second uncle Zhou Yizhou... "Zhou Yan said.

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At this time, Ou Yong, the counselor teacher standing in front of the team of Jixin college, was hesitant. After listening to the idea given to him by Zhou Yizhou, he began to feel that there was nothing wrong with it because he hated Lin Feng. But when I calmed down and recalled some horror rumors and legends in that place, I became a little timid again.

"Do you want to lead Lin Feng to that place? He is just a freshman, no... who let him dare to hinder me and Mr. Wang, if not him. Now Mr. Wang must have promised to date me... No matter whether the legend of that place is true or not, we should teach Lin Feng a good lesson. "

Ou Yong took a deep breath and made up his mind. When he assigned military training equipment at the student activity center today, he deliberately showed his kindness to Lin Feng first to reduce Lin Feng's vigilance. Only in this way can his plan be implemented.

In front of the team of the school of economics, Wang Yajun looks very young in tight sportswear and a cap. Moreover, she is only 21 years old this year, as old as the junior and senior students in the school. Beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament attracted the eyes of most boys in an instant.

"Hello! Look, that's beautiful counselor of the school of the economics. Hey! The boys in the school of economics are really lucky... "

"It is said that Mr. Wang is only 21 years old, and he is a Xueba who graduated from a doctor!"

"I knew I was also applying for the major of the school of Economics..."

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The boys of other colleges cast envious eyes here one by one, while the boys of the school of economics are full of fighting spirit. With the help of a beautiful counselor and teacher, the morale is naturally high.

"Qin Yanran, have all the students in your class arrived..."

Wang Yajun has long been used to these eyes. He naturally patrols classes and asks the monitor of each class.

"Mr. Wang, fifty-seven students have arrived." Qin Yanran replied that even she had seen Li Yutong and Luo Qingqing around Lin Feng in Zhi'an city. When she saw Wang Yajun, it was another feeling. It was really amazing.

"Lin Feng, where's your class?"

Walking in front of Lin Feng, Wang Yajun's mouth tilted a mysterious smile.

"Report to Mr. Wang that all fifty-six students in our class have arrived."

Looking at Wang Yajun in front of him and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her, Lin Feng couldn't help but return to last night. His brain automatically filled Wang Yajun's appearance in all kinds of strange clothes, and his heart couldn't help but stir and heat up.

"Good! Students, the next is a half month military training. You will be led by real soldiers who are not considerate at all. Therefore, the teacher hopes that everyone should show the spirit of hard work and show the style of Freshmen in our school of economics in military training, you know? "

After examining the number of students in each class, Wang Yajun also said a few words to boost the morale of the freshmen of the school of economics.

The effect of having beautiful counselors and teachers is different. The boys' enthusiasm is very high. Their voices are loud and want to win Wang Yajun's attention.

"Down! Please head Zhong Yizhong, head of the new military training corps, arrange instructors for each class... "

The announcement on the radio rang again. Zhong Yi, the head of the special forces team standing in front of the rostrum, who was as different as a mountain waiting for orders, ordered in a very strict and rough voice: "from left to right! In order, everyone has it. Run and walk... "

"Yes! One two one... One two one... "

Under the command of Zhong Yi, the head of the special forces regiment, the sharp blade special forces, whose skin was tanned by the sun, ran to the teams of Freshmen in various colleges and classes of Qingbei University in order, and then stood still.