Chapter 4： vow

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Chapter 4

"call..."

Feng Hao calmed his short breath, tightened his fist, stepped forward, looked straight at Wan Shuo, and said, "I am not a mediocre!"

"laugh!"

"Ah!"

"Toad wants to eat!"

Suddenly, some taunts were heard in the hall.

All the forces in Magnolia City know that this Fengzi's sister-in-law is a mediocrity, who also has elixir rehabilitation, but it is a whole lower level than the cultivation practices of the other three sister-in-law. Such a thing is not who Can do it.

"Aren't you mediocre?"

Wan Shuo sneered at the corner of his mouth, "My daughter, born with the attributes of ice, was accepted as a disciple by Master Yunying. Do you rise up high?"

"Wow! ..."

"No, the daughter of Wanjia turned out to be of physical constitution, and still a rare ice system?"

"His ... It's incredible."

Suddenly, because of his remarks, the hall's face became unsightly.

Attribute martial arts, among martial arts practitioners, there is no one in every situation, and each attribute martial arts can become a leader of a party.

In other words, Wanjia is about to rise!

Suddenly, these people seem to understand why the Wan family wanted such a big invitation, and all the forces came to this so-called worship party.

Feng Hao naturally spoke for him, and his small face went dark.

Yeah, I'm just a mediocre, how can I be a good match?

At this time, Wan Xin was also brought into the backyard by people from the Wan family on the side. Only Wan Shuo and the icy woman Yunying were sitting there.

Glancing at the audience, Wan Shuo's mouth raised high without realizing it.

It was false to scold Feng Hao, and the main thing was that he wanted to spread the story.

Strength is respect. Wanjia has such help today. If he doesn't need it, isn't it silly?

"Hor, come back!"

Feng Chen sang softly, he took a few steps forward, blocking Feng Hao.

"You are his father?"

The cold voice came out, attracting the attention of the audience.

I saw Yun Ying slowly stood up, virtually she was faintly misty.

"Yes!"

In the face of this woman, the palms of Fengchen also exuded sweat.

There is no doubt that she can become a mentor of Fengyue College.

"I don't want to say anything extra, but if he is going to harass my disciples, I don't mind and kill him!"

Yun Ying's words, like the cold wind, let the dust directly darken his face.

At this time, some forces next to him also showed a good-looking look.

"Have you overdid what you said?"

Feng Hao is the next generation of the Feng family, but Yun Ying directly said that he would kill him, which is equivalent to not keeping Feng family in his eyes.

"Humph!"

A shadow of Han Man flashed in Yunying's head, and he raised his hand and patted it toward Fengchen.

"Oh!"

It was just a casual palm, but it forced the first-level martial arts duster back a few steps, covered his chest, and spit out the blood directly.

"father!"

Feng Hao hurried to help Feng Chen.

"Why are you doing this?"

He glared at Yun Ying, bloodshot in his pupils.

"The weak must have the awareness of the weak!"

Yun Ying looked coldly at the young man in front of her, gently opening her lips, not moving.

And her confidence comes from her own strength, the high-ranking martial artist of the ice department.

"The weak!"

Feng Hao bit her lower lip tightly, her heart trembled, her whole body was shaking, and her small beautiful face became a little shy.

Although over the years, he has been suffering from white-eyes, and his ears are filled with ridicule and sarcasm, but in his heart, he has his own bottom line. At this moment, when he sees his father, for himself, in the large public, he is subjected to this. Like an insult, the next wave of evil came out.

He clenched his fist, his dark pupil lingering with the flames of rage, stepped forward, and stared directly at Yun Ying, "Today's shame, I remember Feng Feng. Three years later, I will go to Fengyue College to find you!"

It was a twelve-year-old boy. Finally, under the aggressive posture of Yun Ying, he finally burst out. Everyone in the hall was shocked by a discourse.

What's more, the Fengjia people couldn't imagine that they were usually mediocrities who were receptive and obedient. They even made the first vow of his life in public.

In three years, it was impossible for a third-level martial artist to be promoted to the great martial arts realm. Everyone did not know why the young boy had to stand. They seemed to be a vow of heaven and earth.

"Humph!"

Yun Ying's eyes narrowed, and she snorted coldly, "At that time, as long as you can bear my move, then I will lose!"

In her opinion, it is she who has been hailed by the family as a rare genius for a century. It took six years to enter the realm of martial arts. This twelve-year-old mediocre boy who is only a third-level martial artist. can do it?

In addition, there are still three years. At that time, she may no longer be as simple as Da Wu Shi's realm.

"Of course, this is based on the premise that you can enter Fengyue College."

She slightly lifted her fair chin, and was dismissive of the youth's provocation.

Because if you can't gather ‘Military Power’ before the age of 14, you are not eligible to enter Fengyue Xiuwu Academy.

This is also a measure of Fengyue College to ensure that it can train high-ranking children.

"I will beat you personally at that time!"

The boy was completely unmoved, his face was cold, his words soft and spit out from his mouth.

"Father, let's go!"

He turned, stroking the dust, and slowly walked outside.

The young man's back was pulled for a long time. For some reason, the people in the hall did not laugh at him.

Perhaps it was the courage of the teenagers that moved them.

"This boy, if he has always been mediocre, that's fine. If he has power, he will definitely be a dangerous person!"

...

Out of the street, the faces of the four elders were all unsightly.

"The third child notified, and called the owner of Fengjia. Three days later, my Fengjia would re-elect the owner!"

The elder Feng was dark and said to the three elders calmly.

"Yes!"

At a sound, Feng Ping pulled his grandson, and walked away, regardless of Feng Chen's face.

"Father, I'm sorry!"

Looking at the blood dust of his clothes, Feng Hao's eyes were moist.

"Three years later, Haoer will definitely wash your shame for you today!"

The teenager clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

"Ugh..."

Feng Chen sighed and looked at his stubborn son. He opened his mouth several times, "I believe in you because you are my son!"

He also did not understand Feng Hao's statement.

The efficacy of the elixir has never been used, but it has been swallowed by the body. This is unheard of. If this is the case, then Fenghao's talent, not to mention excellent, is definitely not worse than the other three. Go, but three years later, he will face the mentor of Fengyue Academy, who is already the peak of the big martial arts master. How can he feel relieved?

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