: Two hundred and seventy. The enemy who was defeated in my hand will never be regarded as an opponent.

(Two more)
Everyone at Shrek College squeezed into the Tiandou Great Fighting Soul Field in a shock and danger, and came to the rest area in the main arena specially provided for the participating colleges.
There are thousands of seats in the wide rest area, which are divided into individual areas so as to provide rest and waiting for each Soul Master Academy.
Looking at the past, other teams have already waited for this place. They are not as exotic as Shrek College. They are mostly gold, silver, red, and white team uniforms, with various decorations, patterns, and college logos. Of course, there is no crown. Such a name trademark.
Yang Ming and others walked along the way, which has already attracted the attention of other teams.
After all, most Soul Masters are still in the low-level fun of hunting soul beasts to obtain the soul ring this year. Few people have tamed the soul beasts to act as mounts. Even if I thought about it in my heart, I don't have that ability.
As a result, a lot of people around Shrek and his team showed awkward looks when they looked around with a pair of bright eyes.
Only Yang Ming seemed to be the wrong person. What should he do or what did he do? After letting many of the team's leading teachers appreciate it, he could not help but gaze a little. Yang Ming has been regarded as one of the imaginary enemies.
Not long after Yang Ming and his colleagues sat down, they heard an outdated voice coming:
"Yo yo yo, who am I, it turns out to be you guys."
After hearing this, Yang Ming looked up sharply and looked at the voice, and found that this person was a little strange and a little familiar.
"who are you?"
The man just wanted to say something, but he didn't expect Yang Ming to even remember him, and immediately said angrily:
"Yang Ming, do you really forget who we are?"
Yang Ming tilted his head and looked intently. This person and his teammates wore moon-white Soul Gown robe, embroidered with the word Canghui in the cyan ring on his shoulder, and the team uniform was decorated with silver thread, which looked even more dazzling. .
Of course, in Yang Ming's words, it is even more bells and whistles.
Yang Ming frowned, seemingly lost in thought.
Seeing that Yang Ming hadn't remembered who he was for a long time, this person pointed at the word Canghui on the uniform and said angrily:
"We are people from Canghui College. We once met on the way to the Star Forest!"
Yang Ming yawned, shook his head, and said:
"Sorry, I have no impression of you."
"you you you……"
If Yang Ming is careless, he can't make the other person angry, and his fingers point at Yang Ming with a trembling heart. He hates it.
At the beginning, the students of Canghui College clashed with Yang Ming and other people in a small town outside the Big Star Forest, and that’s all. The key was that their teacher at the time couldn’t help Yang Ming. This incident After being spread, Canghui College became the laughing stock of their kingdom, and the students could not lift their heads to be humans.
Naturally, the students of Canghui College attribute their resentment to Shrek College, especially Yang Ming, a key figure.
"Boy, you are crazy."
It was one of the students of Canghui College who looked like a young man in his early twenties. His face was pale and slender and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt. He said:
"However, you are just crazy now. Canghui College is no longer the previous Canghui College. Thanks to you, during this time, with the eyes and ridicule of other people, shameful and brave The training is desperately harder than the training of other advanced soul teacher colleges. Now the strength is improving. When the game is over, you will definitely be out!"
"Oh."
Yang Ming's reply was as usual as usual.
Indifferent, as if the people of Canghui College were not taken into consideration.
The students of Canghui College thought about the many possibilities that would happen when they met Shrek College and Yang Ming, but never thought that Yang Ming ignored them like this from beginning to end.
Think about it, it has been a year or so since the last farewell. During this time, Canghui College held a sigh of anger, just to find Yang Ming one day and let out a bad breath to the outside world. It proves that Canghui College is definitely not a third-rate college, but a high-level Soul Master College with genuine value.
But at this moment, no matter the man who spoke, or several other Canghui College students, he felt that he was hitting the air with all his strength, and that kind of suffocating strength was almost uncomfortable.
"Why, now I'm afraid?"
The young man with a pale face sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his arms were wrapped around his chest.
"So, you deliberately put on this picture that you don't care about. In fact, in your heart, you are already scared, right?"
Hearing his arrogant words, the rest of Shrek's academy showed a strange look.
Who is bad for you to provoke Yang Ming?
Is this not looking at the almanac before going out?
It's so lively here, and naturally attracts the attention of other teams.
However, most of the teams look like they are lively and not too serious. Only a few have a serious face, and they have obtained very important information from the words of both parties.
Regardless of the people's different thoughts in the presence, facing the provocation of Canghui College, Yang Ming appeared angry as expected, and still seemed very calm. This kind of calmness knew at first glance that it was not pretended, but from the heart. confidence.
"Canghui College, right?"
Yang Ming lifted Erlang's legs, his arms were resting on the back of his head like a pillow, and looked up at the group of people, saying:
"I send you a word."
"The enemy defeated in my hands will never be regarded as an opponent. I will give you time to catch up until you are far away."
As soon as this remark came out, the students of Canghui College were as sick as eating flies.
At the same time, the sound of the system prompt also sounded in Yang Ming's ear:
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of Perfect World Shi Hao, and winning a chance to draw ~EbookFREE.me~ Is the lottery roulette started?"
At this time, it was obviously not a good chance to draw, Yang Ming did not see the system news as if.
The popularity of Canghui College was so trembling that I didn’t know what to do. A vigorous voice sounded from behind:
"Okay, you all come back."
Hearing this voice, the students of Canghui College's face suddenly became flattered and hurried back.
No one blocked the sight, and they saw a sixty-year-old man standing behind them, also dressed in a moon-white soul master, but the embroidery was golden.
Dean Flander clearly recognized it, his eyes flicked.
The old man looked at Yang Ming lightly, as if to remember Yang Ming's sound and appearance thoroughly, before raising his hand to the students, he said:
"Isn't it shameful enough, let's go."
(Kavan Kavan Kavan, only two more today)
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