Chapter 1730： Hand-Tear Battlegear

At the gate of the school, the young man was proud, and looking at Ling Xian's eyes was like looking at a dead man.

This caused Ling Xian to frown slightly, knowing that the youth must have found the backing, otherwise, he would never dare to provoke him again.

"Boy, you're fired." The young man was proud of himself.

"Fired?" Ling Xian froze slightly, then shook her head and laughed.

The principal of Xuanhuang University is his maid, who dares to fire him?

"Yes, from now on, you will not be a student of Xuanhuang University." The young man's mouth raised, full of pleasure.

"If you don't say it, don't you?" Ling Xian grinned, and said, "It's not a trivial matter to fire a student. You must have a certificate."

"Haha, since you take your own humiliation, I'll do it for you!"

The young man handed a blank piece of paper to Ling Xian and said proudly: "Open your dog's eyes to see clearly. This is the dismissal order written by Director Zhang with his seal on it."

Hearing that Ling Xian nodded slightly, he didn't know whether the expulsion order was true or not, but he knew that the youth had not had the courage to fake it.

At the moment, he frowned, and said, "Who is Director Zhang? Why fire me?"

"Just because he is the director of the Warframe, my uncle!"

The young man sneered and said, "Boy, this is not the end of the matter, my uncle said, firing you is only the first step, and then you have a good time."

"So it is." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled.

"Can you still laugh? Water in your head." The young man frowned, wondering why Lingxian laughed.

Ask yourself, if you change him and learn that he was fired from Xuanhuang University, you will be shocked.

"You can laugh with ease, to put it plainly, that is, I don't take a teaching director at all."

Ling Xian was laughing, and even Qin Bing didn't dare fire him. What is the qualification of a teaching director?

"Crazy!" The youth looked gloomy, and said, "You don't see the coffin and you can't cry. I want to see if you can laugh at the moment I discount your legs."

"Do you have this ability?" Ling Xian glanced at the youth lightly.

This look was indifferent and calm, without any intention of killing, but it made the young man feel cold like a falling ice cave.

No way, Ling Xian's shadow was too deep, even if it was just a sentence, it made him tremble.

"Poor man who has lost courage, get away."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, letting the youth clenched their fists, full of humiliation.

He stared at Ling Xian, gritted his teeth and said, "I really have no ability to discount your legs, but he does."

After that, a black iron armor was manifested and prestigious, attracting everyone's attention.

However, Ling Xian did not move.

The Black Iron Battlegear is equivalent to the sixth realm of Yongxian Star, and even if it is the best of them, it will not pose a threat to him.

Therefore, Ling Xian shook her head and laughed: "This is the helper you invited?"

"Yes, this is the best in the Black Iron Warframe, I don't believe you can stop it!" The young man smiled proudly, and returned to his face proudly.

"You can try it." Ling Xian smiled slightly. If it was a silver warframe, he might still earn two points seriously, and he would not even be qualified to make him serious.

"If you don't see the coffin, don't cry, give me a discount on his legs!" The young man ordered the black iron armor to be killed.

There is no light of God and no momentum, but the void collapses, and the eight wastelands shake.

This makes the students around them discolored. For them, the black iron battle armor is an irresistible existence, and it is naturally a bit moving.

But for Ling Xian, this was a cricket ant, and it was not enough to tickle him.

At the moment, he waved a flick of his hand, like a gentle breeze, soft and slow.

This made the young people sneer, and everyone expressed mercy, as if they had already seen the scene where Lingxian's blood splashed on the spot.

Because of this, Ling Xian had no warframe fluctuations and no practical power, in other words, he used pure physical power.

In the eyes of everyone, this is the act of seeking death!

That is the indestructible black iron battle armor, fighting with the flesh, isn't it killing?

However, the moment the two collided, the crowd stopped.

Just because Lingxian didn't retreat for a while, the arm of the black iron armor was broken.

This scene stunned everyone, as if they were choking their throat and breathing stopped.

"It was really vulnerable."

Ling Xian shook her head in disappointment, bullied her, and put her hands on the shoulders of the black iron armor.

The next moment, an incredible scene happened.

I saw the black iron battle armor split from the middle, and in a blink of an eye, was torn by Ling Xian in half, exposing the middle-aged man inside.

This made everyone look dull, one by one chilling, terrified.

Especially the young and middle-aged men were shaking and their fear was extremely extreme.

"I'm leaning, tearing the black iron armor in my hand, this is too fierce!"

"Illusion! This must be an illusion!"

"It's unbelievable, but it's the Dark Iron Battlegear. It was actually torn in half, which is too fantastic."

"Not only did you tear the black iron armor in half, but it did not hurt the driver inside, what a terrible body it is, how terrible it is to control?"

Everyone exclaimed, their faces were filled with incredible.

In their cognition, even if it is a black iron armor, no one can compete with the physical force. However, at present, Lingxian tears the black iron armor, which is a subversion of their cognition!

"It's too dreamy, it's too fierce, who is this person?" A voice trembled, letting everyone look at Ling Xian, showing awe.

"I said, don't provoke me again, why don't you listen?"

Ling Xian glanced at the youth lightly, making her pale and trembling.

At this moment, he finally realized how strong Ling Xian was, and finally realized how stupid he was.

Not to mention him, even his uncle, the director of the Warframe Department, may not be Ling Xian's opponent!

"I must teach you a lesson, otherwise, shall I not break my word?"

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and she looked at the past at once, like a heavy hammer, and hit the youth fiercely.

Suddenly, the young man coughed up blood and broke his bones.

The pain caused him to distort his face and grieve.

This changed the faces of everyone, and the color of awe in their eyes grew stronger.

The same is true of middle-aged men. He has the intention to shoot, but in the face of a strong man who can tear the black armor, he has no courage to shoot.

"Remember today's lesson. If there is one next time, it will never be spared."

Ling Xian said faintly, "Say, where is the director?"

"At ... in the office on the third floor." The youth trembled, dare not refuse.

"Very well, I would like to see, this person has some courage to dare fire me." Ling Xianxing flashed a gleam of cold light, and then strode forward, holding his head forward.

He did not let out the momentum, but Yu Wei, who tore the black iron armor, let everyone back involuntarily, and separated a way.

When Ling Xian passed by, they all followed him, a play-like appearance.

Zhao Feng was among them.

He is full of expectations, and can even be described with excitement.

Because of this, he faintly realized that his opportunity had come.