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Lin Feiyu gave Mo Fei a gentle and courteous nod, and said: "Please advise me."

Mo Fei laughed dryly. Mo Fei swore that he saw a dense ominous glint deep within Lin Feiyu's calm and emotionless eyes.

"The Student Lin must show mercy!" Mo Fei said shyly.

Lin Feiyu smiled faintly and said: "Naturally."

Lin Feiyu said that he would show mercy, but his attack did not show any signs of showing mercy. Mo Fei nimbly dodged two of Lin Feiyu's attacks.

Mo Fei frowned, Lin Feiyu's attitude was to beat him half into a pulp! Third Prince actually liked such a ruthless person. That guy must have a masochism.

Lin Feiyu's expression was a little dark. In his imagination, settling Mo Fei in three moves did not happen, and even though Mo Fei was at a disadvantage, he did not receive any heavy injuries.

Mo Fei looked at Lin Feiyu warily. His foundation was just too weak, although he was about to break through and become a Level 2 Star Scholar after a period of training and recuperation, he had yet to break through. It was just too difficult for him to deal with Lin Feiyu with the strength of a Level 1 Star Scholar.

Mo Fei had always been a very sensible person, upon realizing that he could not fight, he immediately made up his mind to escape.

Lin Feiyu squinted his eyes. Mo Fei's agility had exceeded his expectations, but Mo Fei's power source was too low, and after a while, his power source was exhausted.

Zhong Lou looked at Mo Fei with some astonishment. Although Mo Fei was completely suppressed by Lin Feiyu, it was much better than what he had expected.

Mo Fei was depressed. This bastard, he secretly attacked, not only did he want him to leave a hidden wound, he even kept on waving at him. Bastard, this guy must be jealous that Mo Fei was more handsome than him.

"I admit defeat!" Mo Fei said loudly.

Zhong Lou said unhappily: "You have only fought a few moves and yet you admit defeat, can you have some backbone? "Admitting defeat is fine, but you must wait for over thirty minutes."

Mo Fei's face was dark. Thirty minutes, was this teacher going to kill him?

Hearing Zhong Lou's words, Lin Feiyu rushed forward, his fist smashing towards Mo Fei's face.

Mo Fei covered his mouth and retreated a few steps. Damn it, this bastard had completely shattered his lips.

Without waiting for Mo Fei to recover from the pain, Lin Feiyu's attack had arrived again.

Mo Fei used all of his powers and struggled under Lin Feiyu's hands.

Just as the thirty minutes were running out, Lin Feiyu's attacks became more and more powerful, and Mo Fei was forced to retreat several steps.

Lin Feiyu looked at Mo Fei, and killing intent flashed past his eyes.

An invisible force struck Lin Feiyu's knee, causing Lin Feiyu's attack to slow down, and he took the chance to escape, jumping off the Battlestage.

Lin Feiyu looked around uncertainly. Someone had plotted against him, and someone actually dared to plot against him in front of his teacher.

Zhong Lou looked in Mo Yi's direction, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile. Interesting.

Lin Feiyu wanted to kill Mo Fei, just now he was already prepared to make a move, but someone seized the initiative. Linglong class's students have too many backers, so it would be troublesome if anyone died just now.

"Mo Fei, after this battle, I think you should know how big the gap is between you and the Student Lin. As the two of you are also in the Crown Princess, you better act like the one who is learning in the Student Lin!" Zhong Lou crossed his arms, and said meaningfully.

Mo Fei covered his swollen face, nodded and said: "Yes yes, teacher, you are right."

Zhong Lou looked at Lin Feiyu and spoke sincerely: "Student Lin, there is always someone stronger than you, there is always someone stronger than you, even if you have outstanding talent and strength, do not underestimate others!"

Lin Feiyu nodded, and said respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance, teacher."

Zhong Lou unconsciously looked in Mo Yi's direction. Mo Yi lowered his eyebrows, did not speak, and did not even glance at Zhong Lou.

Zhong Lou frowned, those who could enter the Linglong class to listen were all the trusted aides of his classmates, and they were not older than eighteen years old. Just now, Mo Fei had made his move with a glance, which was truly astonishing, if his strength was not much higher than Mo Yi's, he might not have been able to see it.