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The middle-aged teacher and Feng Weitian returned to the crowd one after another.

At this time, people just wake up from the long shock.

"This secret room seems to belong to Mu Yu."

"No wonder he was accepted as a student of sword hall by elder Qiu. Before, I was not convinced. I thought he was a relative. I didn't expect that he really had the strength that we could look up to."

At this time, all the students admire Mu Yu, looking at Mu Yu's eyes, full of worship.

"A group of brainless things really think that he gets 120 points by his real strength. If it wasn't for the difficulty of the secret room has dropped ten times, he would be a single digit product at best."

"Later, I'll go to the secret room and brush 200 points, 300 points to blind your dog's eyes!"

Fengweitian looks at the group of students who are full of admiration for mu Yu, with a sneer of disdain in their hearts.

At this time, the middle-aged teacher once again announced: "the second batch of potential test students are Han Shushu, permit, Feng Weitian..."

Under the control of the middle-aged teacher, Feng Weitian was successfully assigned to the secret room of Mu Yu.

"When I come out, my light will shine on the whole northwest Lingyuan and become the existence that all of you want to look forward to, ha ha ha..."

Feng Weitian stood outside the door of the secret room, and his excitement was completely uncontrollable.

"Creak!"

Feng Weitian pushed hard, and the door of the secret room was opened.

It was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything clearly.

Feng Weitian is not afraid, holding his chest, swaggered in.

"Bang!"

The door of the secret room closed automatically, and the light suddenly came on.

Then, with a whoosh, ten projections suddenly appeared around, encircling fengweitian.

What!

Ten projection?

Feng Weitian's face was full of pride. After seeing ten projections, his pupil suddenly shrunk into a needle, and his back was in a cold sweat.

However, he immediately remembered that the difficulty of the secret room had been reduced ten times, and the tension in his heart immediately waved away, and his face was full of contempt.

These ten projections are sure to be vulnerable. They are just like ants in front of him. It takes only one finger to punch them out.

Think of here, Feng Weitian negative hand and stand, even have been too lazy to preempt.

He stretched out a finger and pointed to the ten projections in front of him, disdaining to say: "I smell a weak breath from you."

Then he hooked his fingers slightly, put on a provocative posture, and said: "you all go together, I will show you what is the power of the strong."

Boom

It seems that all the projectors can understand Feng Weitian's words.

As soon as his voice fell, ten extremely terrible forces suddenly came out of the ten projections, and with irresistible momentum, they hit fengweitian, who was unprepared.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect you to know how to brag as projection!"

"But what's the use? It's just some moves that are not good for you. I'll defuse all your ten attacks with one finger. "

Until now, fengweitian is still arrogant and unable to wake up.

He put up a finger and moved forward at will.

When the finger is close to the ten attacks, the distance is less than three inches, Feng Weitian suddenly feels that the ten attacks contain the power of palpitation.

It was powerful enough to crush his body.