778: C778 Who Touched You?

C778 Who Touched You?

Who touched you?

Although Loong Fei didn't touch the poison in the tens of thousands of poisonous springs, he still felt disgusted.

Now he finally knew why Loong Shan's meridians were filled with poison.

So it turned out.

The fertilizer in the entire mountain range was provided by Toxic Dragon Ancestor's urine. How could it not become a poison mountain?

This fellow was really disgusting.

God Emperor Academy.

Outside the Mission Hall.

Knife, Han Xueji, Wang Qingshan, Zheng Qingsong and the others were all waiting.

Other than them. ...

Xiong Feng was staring blankly at Zhou Ling. A few underlings of the Blood Skeleton Squadron also walked up to him.

Xiong Feng said with a proud smile on his face, "Yo, isn't this the mighty Berserk Dragon Squadron? What do you mean by 'even more arrogant than the Dragon God of the Nine Heavens'? Why are all of them as miserable as dead dogs now?"

"Aren't you all Berserk Dragon?"

Blade's face turned ashen.

He looked at Xiong Feng and clenched his fists tightly. Xiong Feng had broken through again, and he was no longer a match for him.

Zhou Ling sneered, "Berserk Dragon turned into a dead dog. Hahaha, let's just call it Death Dog Battle Team from now on."

"Hahaha!"

A few of the Blood Skeleton Squadron's underlings laughed out loud.

Han Xueji stared at Xiong Feng and said, "Xiong Feng, that's enough."

Xiong Feng's lips curled up and revealed an evil smile. "Han Senior Sister, I will still say the same thing. As long as you can accompany me for a day, I will let the Berserk Dragon Squadron go."

"Bang!"

The big guy beside Han Xueji immediately became angry.

Xiong Feng said with disdain, "Big guy, wasn't the lesson you taught last time enough? Do you still want to die?"

The big guy's upper body was hit by Xiong Feng last time.

The big guy was no match for Xiong Feng. The gap between them was just too great.

Han Xueji pulled the big guy and said, "You can ask me to accompany you. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Xiong Feng laughed lewdly and said, "Han Senior Sister, others can't bear it, but I'm different. Why don't we go into the woods and try to see who can bear it?"

"Hehehehe."

Wang Qingshan and Zheng Qingsong gritted their teeth and were extremely angry.

Han Xueji indicated for them not to get angry.

This was outside the mission hall. If they attacked in public, the consequences would be very serious.

Blade said in a deep voice, "Xiong Feng, what do you want to do?"

Xiong Feng's eyes darkened. He stared at Blade and said, "I don't want to do anything. I just want to see how you can enter the Ranking Tournament."

Zhou Ling deliberately said, "Brother Feng, you still don't know, right? They don't even have the qualifications to enter the Ranking Tournament. The team hasn't even gotten 500 point yet."

Xiong Feng pretended to be enlightened and said, "So that's how it is? Senior Brother Blade, do you want me to lend you a few hundred points?"

"Kneel down and beg me, I will definitely lend it to you."

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha."

The people of Blood Skeleton Squadron started laughing again.

Xiong Feng had come to the Mission Hall to ridicule the Berserk Dragon Squadron. He also wanted to know if Loong Fei could complete the mission of Du Loong Shan.

If he really dared to complete the mission, the people he had arranged to stay in the valley would immediately attack him. He wanted to teach Loong Fei a lesson.

Blade's heart was filled with anger.

The rage did not stop.

However, he could only sit in his wheelchair.

Xiong Feng looked at Blade's angry face and smiled. "Senior Brother Blade, are you angry? Very unhappy, right?"

"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance."

"I'll let you have three moves."

"On account of your crippled face, I'll give you ten moves. If you can touch the corner of my clothes, then consider it my loss. I'll give you three hundred points." Xiong Feng looked at the blade with a playful expression.

Playing with people was his favorite thing to do.

The blade was trembling with anger.

Every single member of the Berserk Dragon Squadron had an ugly expression on their faces.

Who could bear to be bullied to such an extent?

"Let me see how strong you, a Nihility Immortal Level 2, are!" Blade shouted as he held his wheelchair with both of his hands.

He pushed with both hands.

Before he could stand up, Zhou Ling suddenly moved and threw his wheelchair away.

"Crash!"

The wheelchair was broken into pieces, and the blade fell from the wheelchair.

"Hahaha!" Xiong Feng laughed wildly, pointed at the blade on the ground, and said, "You can't even stand up, and you still want to fight with me? You are a dead cripple, do you have the right to fight with me now?"

"Not to mention you, even if it's your entire team, your father alone can crush all of your sh * t."

He looked at Blade, who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

The people of Blood Skeleton Squadron started laughing crazily.

Zhou Ling said with a smile, "The leader of the Berserk Dragon Squadron? He's just a piece of trash."

"What bullsh * t Berserk Dragon is that? His name is loud and clear, but he's just a bunch of trash. Hahaha!"

"What a bunch of trash!"

Han Xueji rushed up the moment the wheelchair collapsed. She helped the blade on the ground up." Senior brother, don't be provoked by his words. "

The blade smiled bitterly and said, "It's me who is useless."

"If I use it, I will not be ambushed and Loong Fei will not be poisoned by Loong Shan alone. It is me who is useless." Blade blamed himself in his heart.

He wanted to leave something behind in the God Emperor Academy in the last year.

If his team could enter the top ten, then his dream would come true.

Once upon a time.

His dream was to get into the top 10 teams, but he was laughed at for a whole year. No team accepted him and laughed at him.

Thus, he began to use all his strength to create his own team.

In these three years, he had used three whole years of hard work. The team could only stop at the 16th rank, which was his limit.

He knew that the dream of the top ten teams could not be realized.

However.

Loong Fei's appearance had given him a glimmer of hope, but he did not expect Xiong Feng to ambush him during his mission.

He had seriously injured both of his legs.

Originally, 500 points of point could have been easily completed, but now that it was the last day, the chances of Loong Fei returning were very slim.

Even if he came back, he wouldn't be able to complete Poison Loong Shan's mission.

That mission was too difficult.

Many teams couldn't complete it even if they moved out together. He couldn't do it alone.

The last bit of hope in his heart was shattered once again. He was ruthlessly trampled to the ground by the Blood Skeleton Squadron. His heart was filled with hatred. He hated himself for being useless!

If he could be a little stronger, he would not have become like this.

It seemed like he would have to leave the God Emperor Academy with regret in the end.

Just as the people of Blood Skeleton Squadron were laughing at him loudly, a figure appeared in the square.

He walked towards them step by step.

His eyes were gloomy.

He could clearly see what had just happened from afar.

"Loong Fei is back!"

A gleam flashed in Zheng Qingsong's eyes and he shouted excitedly, "Young Master Loong!"

At this moment.2

Everyone looked at Xiang Longfei.

Including Xiong Feng and the others.

Loong Fei quietly walked to Blade's side and said, "Senior brother, who did this to you just now?"

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