Chapter 29: One hundred thousand spiritual pressure! (4)

"It's him! In the grade competition, I challenged the sixth-year student for the first place with the first-year performance, and won!"
"I know that I was there at the time. This person was Fang Lang. When he was fighting Kusano Miku, he defeated the opponent with a high-level breakthrough and was invited by the captains!"
"I really can't figure it out. At that time, four captains were invited, the second division, fifth division, eighth division, and eleventh division. He actually chose the second division! If I change to me, he must choose the fifth division, or Eighth Division!"
Many people talked and stopped, watching Fang Lang from a distance.
Among the college students, Fang Lang's tight-fitting death tyrant dress was quite conspicuous.
Many girls sent Qiubo, and Fang Lang responded with a shy smile, which immediately evoked a scream.
After receiving all the attention along the way, Fang Lang was a little uncomfortable. He finally came to the library and then stopped a bit.
The library is on the top floor of the Mao Spiritual Academy. It is a large house with shelves full of books including history, geography, biology, and so on.
Of course, the most are the books of practice such as Ghost Dao and Handbook.
Walking to the librarian's window, Fang Lang handed over the borrowed books of ghosts to the other party.
"No. A0011999, I borrowed three ghost books, um, I did receive it." The librarian lowered his head and took notes. When he looked up at Fang Lang, he was startled and quickly got up and bowed: "Good morning, Lord Grim Reaper!"
Fang Lang waved his hand and asked, "Where is the Great Ghost Book? The kind that records the middle and high levels of breaking Dao and binding Dao."
"Ah, this, Daguidaoshu is seventh from left to right on the third floor of shelf 19," the librarian replied immediately, "If you borrow it, please return it within a week."
"Okay." Fang Lang nodded clearly, and walked towards Bookshelf No. 19. After a while, he obtained the Dagui Daoshu according to the opponent's instructions.
This book is very large, and it is not small when used as a pillow. When you open the contents, it does record the middle and high-level ghosts. Not only that, but also the detailed training methods, how to "imagine"!
Fang Lang was fascinated for a while, only to come back to his senses after a long while, holding the big ghost book, said hello to the librarian, and left here.
"Since I'm here, I'll see Teacher Shuichuan by the way." As I was thinking, suddenly a black butterfly flew over.
Fang Lang stretched out his hand to catch it, and suddenly a wave of spiritual power flowed through his fingers and turned into a signal into his mind.
"Fang Lang, come back quickly, there is a mission."
Very simple command, the other party is Broken Bee.
Fang Lang frowned and was a little speechless. He just came out of the team house and came to the mission. Why did he feel a little unreliable.
"Who?" Fang Lang frowned suddenly.
After the big tree in front, a figure walked out. Fang Lang looked carefully. The opponent was about 30 years old, wearing a death-tyrant outfit, with epaulettes on his arms, and the words "Calendula" and "Seven" on the epaulettes.
"Are you Fang Lang?" The man looked calm and said in a deep voice, "So that's why Kusano Miku is not your opponent with this spiritual pressure."
"Calendula's team badge, the seventh seat of the third division..." Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, "What can I do with you, Lord Officer?"
"My name is Kusano Keisuke, Kusano Miku's uncle." The man who claimed to be Kusano Keisuke said calmly: "In the challenge a week ago, Miku lost to you. Since then, I am in a trance. I have thought of many ways, but none Can make him recover. I just want to find you."
"Oh, why are you looking for me? If I can, I'm still willing to help." Fang Lang rolled his eyes, and the Kusano family was really troublesome. The lower-level nobles seemed to be on the bar, endless.
Kusano Keisuke laughed, snorted, and said arrogantly: "It's very simple, come with me, go to Kusano's house, and kneel down and apologize to the future. In this way, the knot in the future should be solved."
Fang Lang laughed too. If it wasn't for considering that he had to play the shy boy at this time, he would have been angry. "Just kidding, the grass industry is in the future, right, the flowers in the greenhouse can't withstand the blows. I think it's for him. It’s a good thing. As for apologizing, I’m sorry, my captain is looking for me to perform the task and I don’t have time."
Having said that, Fang Lang didn't bother to look at him again, and walked directly in the direction of the school gate.
"Really, I don't have time, then I'm sorry, I can only take you by using force. If I break my legs, I have to make you kneel, tear your mouth open, and make you apologize!"
Kusano Keisuke snorted coldly, and in an instant, a tyrannical spiritual pressure came out, covering Fang Lang like a realm.
Fang Lang's footsteps paused, and he felt a surge of pressure. This spiritual pressure did not come out unconsciously, but was deliberately oppressing him.
The amount of spiritual pressure reached nearly 10,000 squares, Fang Lang's breathing gradually became disordered, and his breathing became heavy.
Kusano looked at Fang Lang coldly, and said disdainfully: "Being a of death makes you arrogant? The gap between aristocrats and common people, let me tell you!"
When the voice fell, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Fang Lang, with a sword cut down suddenly.
"Shantou!" Fang Lang gritted his teeth and the Demon Fairy appeared in his hand instantly, resisting with a horizontal sword.
With a bang, Fang Lang was blown out by this sword along with the ten thousand spiritual pressure.
"It's over, brat!"
Kusano Keisuke sneered coldly, and disappeared again when Fang Lang lost control of his figure. When he appeared, he was already in the direction where Fang Lang flew upside down, and the silver blade aimed at Fang Lang's waist.
"Go to hell!" Kusano Keijie's face appeared a bit hideous.
Fang Lang's pupils shrank, and the death at the seat officer level was not something he could deal with at this moment, and this person was also very powerful among the seat officers, already approaching the deputy captain level.
Suddenly, a figure passed by, and Kusano Keisuke's Zanpakukō was clamped by two fingers, unable to hold gold.
"Who gave you the power to discipline my subordinates?" Broken Bee said with a cold expression, "You are arrogant!"
Boom!
Kusano Keisuke’s pupils suddenly shrank like a muffled thunder, and Rei pressure poured down like rain. Under this powerful, even visible Rei pressure, his knees suddenly softened, and he fell on his knees with a plop. Ground, breathing constantly.
"At least one hundred thousand level..." Fang Lang thought in surprise. ..
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