Chapter 1492

The middle-aged with short hair kept retreating, looking at Zhang Ziling, unable to speak, his body was shaking.

Short hair middle-aged dream, a young man in his early twenties, his strength is so strong!

Zhang Ziling's body filled with momentum, let the short hair middle-aged feel the fear from the heart.

This son is invincible!

In the heart gushes this idea, the short hair middle age also regardless of own face, prepares to flee.

There is a premonition in the middle age with short hair that if Zhang Ziling wants to kill himself, he only needs a finger!

Short hair middle-aged want to escape, but The short haired middle-aged suddenly realized that he had set up a barrier around him, and it would take him a while to get rid of that barrier.

In that period of time, if he took the lead in doing any action, it would be enough for Zhang Ziling to do anything to him!

When he found that he had done such a stupid thing, the fear in his short hair middle-aged heart became more and more intense, and those fears even began to fill his mind.

Endless regret is intended to short hair, middle-aged heart breeding, he now very regret that he came to provoke Zhang Ziling and others.

In the Tianyang college below the competition platform, people don't know what happened in the competition. They only find that their teacher's performance is not correct, and their hearts are full of doubts.

This is, what's going on?

"Senior brother Qi, teacher, this is..." A student asked Qi Yuan in doubt.

Qi Yuan was also frowning at the moment, staring at the competition stage and shaking his head. He said in a voice, "I don't know, but that guy is a little weird."

Now, even if they are stupid, they can realize that something is wrong.

However, Zhang Ziling's prestige was only on a middle-aged man with short hair. People in Tianyang university did not know what their teachers were afraid of.

"You go and call the scouts." Qi Yuan casually pulled a student and ordered quickly and quietly.

"Ah?" The student, who was held by Qi Yuan, looked puzzled and didn't know why Qi Yuan did it.

"Go as soon as you are told!" Qi Yuan kicked the student and kicked it out directly.

Looking at the student crowding out of the crowd, Qi Yuan's frown was not relieved.

"Hope Don't let anything go wrong. " Qi Yuan looked at the competition platform and read it in a low voice, with a thick sadness in his eyes.

The appearance of Zhang Ziling gave Qi Yuan a bad feeling. On the competition stage, the middle-aged with short hair did not have much energy to see what happened under the competition stage. Now he is under greater pressure than anyone else, and his clothes have been soaked with sweat.

Zhang Ziling's face with a banter smile, the cold in the eyes makes the short hair middle-aged soul start to tremble.

"You, you don't brag here. If you are really a teacher, before the Centennial conference, teachers can't start! Don't break the rules Short hair middle-aged is now a thorough counseling, do not want to start with Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling's pressure made him lose all his fighting intention.

"Can't the teachers do anything before the Centennial meeting starts?" Zhang Ziling slightly raised eyebrows, looked at the short hair, middle-aged smile out, "then what are you going to do just now?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the eyes of the middle-aged with short hair turned quickly, shaking hands to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and said to Zhang Ziling in a trembling voice: "you, you don't go too far! Just now you hid your identity as a teacher. I thought you were a student of Baishi college. I was ready to teach you a lesson and teach you how to be a man out of kindness. "

"Since we are all teachers, the misunderstanding between us can be regarded as lifted. This matter has been exposed in this way."

"Teachers should start in advance. If the organizers know about it, Tianyang college and your Baishi college will be disqualified. I hope you can understand!" Speaking of this, the fear of the middle-aged with short hair can not help but reduce a few points, and even increase a bit of confidence.

He believed that Zhang Ziling could never risk being disqualified from Baishi college.

Feeling a little bit safe in my heart, I couldn't help but smile on my short hair middle-aged face. I pulled down the barrier around biwutai.

"This time, it's a misunderstanding. I'll see you next time at the centenary meeting. It's like we don't know each other." With that, the middle-aged with short hair straightened up and turned around to walk under the competition platform.

Qi Yuan was staring at Zhang Ziling from below, clenching his fists and clenching his teeth.

If Zhang Ziling doesn't do it, they won't have any problems today, but if Zhang Ziling does "Damn it!"

At the moment, Qi Yuan also felt the unbearable pressure and began to retreat.

In the competition stage, every step of the short hair middle-aged people suffered extremely hard. Although he is still in peace, Zhang Ziling has not made any move.

However, the pressure that Zhang Ziling exerted on him was still there. The middle-aged with short hair was afraid that Zhang Ziling would start the next moment.

Under the condition of suffering, the middle-aged with short hair step by step came to the edge of the competition stage. Seeing that one step further, he was off the competition stage. The middle-aged with short hair could not help taking a deep breath. A relaxed smile appeared on his face, and the huge stone in his heart completely fell to the ground.It's saved.

"Stop."

In the short hair middle-aged to take this last step, Zhang Ziling's cold voice rings in the ears of the short hair middle-aged, making the short hair middle-aged feet hang in the air, and the whole person is frozen in place.

Fear, once again climbed to the short hair middle-aged face.

The middle-aged man with short hair moved his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Reluctantly, he took his feet back. He turned hard and asked Zhang Ziling, "what else can I do for you?"

"What's your name?" Zhang Ziling looked at the tense middle-aged with short hair and asked with a smile.

"I'm Li di." Short hair middle-aged Chong Zhang Ziling slightly arched, "Tianyang College Tutor, one of the college leaders."

"Li di That's good. At least when you die, you can let people know your name. " Zhang Ziling said with a smile, but let Li Di's face squeeze out of the smile instantly solidified.

Qi Yuan's face changed dramatically under the competition platform and began to retreat.

Zhang Ziling really wants to do it!

Other friars around biwutai are not surprised by Zhang Ziling's practice. Everyone in Hongye city has heard of Zhang Ziling's style. Ignoring the rules is the label of Zhang Ziling.

"What do you mean, sir?" Li Di asked Zhang Ziling in a trembling voice, "is there any rule in the Baiyuan assembly that..."

"Come here." Zhang Ziling smiles and waves at Li Di and interrupts Li Di's words directly.

Li Di's next words were all blocked in his mouth, and his expression on his face became extremely wonderful.

Seeing that Li Di was still standing there, Zhang Ziling still had a gentle smile on his face. He squinted at Li Di and said, "I said Don't you understand me

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