Chapter 122: : Challenge!

"Yo, your knife."
"Yo, your sword."
The two looked at each other, and at the same time they found the weapon on each other's waist, which seemed quite familiar.
"So you too..." the two said in unison.
"Shut up!" Grimace yelled immediately, feeling that he was being ignored.
Then he looked at the white turban and said, "How is it? Did you decide to accept the challenge?"
"Brother, do you have any questions?" Chi Yongqiu asked Ke Minglang.
"I've seen them upset for a long time. I really thought it would be great if we were one grade higher." Ke Minglang responded without hesitation.
"Brothers, are you willing to be oppressed by them?" Chi Yongqiu turned and asked the freshmen.
The job of the white turban was snatched in an instant.
"Brothers, are you willing to give up the points you have earned by yourself?" Ke Minglang immediately answered.
"Would you like your dream college life to start from being robbed of points by these guys?"
"Are you really willing, don't resist at all, just accept your fate like this?"
Questions echoed in the ears of the new students.
The leader of the white turban gritted his teeth, and the first one yelled, "I don't want to!"
This sound seemed to ignite the fuse of a gunpowder barrel, exploding all the vigor of the new students.
"Not willing!"
"We are absolutely unwilling!"
"Very well, we took the challenge of your second-year students." Chi Yongqiu turned around and looked at the grimace, with a contemptuous smile on his mouth.
"Newborn, Ke Minglang, challenge!"
"Newborn, Chi Yongqiu, challenge!"
"Xinsheng, Bai Fengyun, challenge!" It was the leading white turban who said last.
His name is Bai Fengyun.
"Okay, very good, there have been no new students who dared to resist for so many years. I didn't expect to appear when it was our turn to be seniors." The grimace turned angrily, and under the metal mask, there was a grin.
"Second-year students, freshmen dare to fight, what should we do?"
"Teach them! Let them know the rules of the Brilliant Academy!"
All the second-grade students roared in unison, and the momentum went straight into the sky.
One left and the other right, two male students stood up and came to the sides of the grimace.
Then Chongchi Yongqiu clasped their fists together.
"Dark black, accept the challenge." The dark-skinned, tall and strong male student who looked like an iron tower said in a loud voice.
"Mo Bai, accept the challenge." The fair-skinned male student with a body like a willow whispered softly.
"Grimace, accept the challenge." Grimace mocked, "I just hope you don't regret it. This is what you asked for. This year's 30% of the points, you will lose."
"How can I know if I don't try it." Chi Yongqiu stretched out his hands and pressed, the angry freshmen immediately stopped shouting.
This is momentum, this is majesty.
"Cut." The grimace waved behind him.
The second-year students all stepped back together and made an open space between the two parties for battle.
"Black, you go first."
"Good." Mo Hei smiled and stepped forward, every step he took, as if he could shake the earth.
Looking at the three people standing in front of the new student, Mo Hei smiled coldly, and said grimly: "Come on, who will come out first to lead the death."
That terrifying aura made all the new students' hearts tremble.
Is this the strength of the second-year students? It's just a year longer than them. Why is it so strong?
This momentum has at least 25 levels.
And his brave-level skills are still unclear.
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