"Huh?" Ji Wuya was dumbfounded. "When did the dean contact the little master?"

"I don't know about that." Tong Ming shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, as long as you know, the dean is currently paying attention to Luo Xiaoman."

Ji Wuya groaned, being able to be noticed by the dean, but it was amazing!

If he is the hero of Zhu Yanguo, then the dean is the immortal legend of the Holy Academy.

However, he also admired Tong Ming very much. If Zhi Wu loses, it means to dissolve the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice.

"Elder Ji, I know what you are thinking?" Tong Ming shook his head and smiled indifferently. There was a wise light in his eyes, "A true teacher doesn't care about this relationship, as long as Zhi Wu can get more For good development, letting go may be the best choice."

He glanced at Ji Wuya and said ambiguously: "Don't you also say, Daze, my teacher, will you recognize a six-year-old baby as a master?"

"Associate Dean, are you teasing me?" Ji Wuya looked desperate. I am afraid that this will be a stalk he will never get past, but I don't know why. Looking at Luo Xiaoman now, it looks more pleasing to the eye.

"Ah!!!" Zhi Wu became irritable, waving the dagger in his hand constantly, but could not touch Luo Xiaoman's clothes.

Luo Xiaoman was like a falling red petal, drifting in the wind, unable to judge the trajectory, which made Zhi Wu very crazy!

"You stop for me."

"Okay!"

Luo Xiaoman stood still, with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhi Wu with a smile on his face.

Zhi Wu was startled, as if he didn't expect Luo Xiaoman to really stop, and then his face became grim. "You messed me up, do you know?"

"I don't know." Luo Xiaoman shook his head, his two braids dangling cutely, "I only know that your angry look is very cute."

The corners of Zhi Wu's mouth twitched, and the momentum on her body became more and more imposing, "I've had enough!! Don't blame me for being cruel!"

Hum!

His pupils shrank, and the two daggers in his hand flicked up, trembling constantly, haunting a sharp edge.

"Zhi Wu!?" Tong Ming frowned, and felt a trace of killing intent from this aura. This guy was so dizzy and moved to kill Luo Xiaoman.

"Master, leave me alone!!" Zhi Wu's face was sullen, and with a gentle turn of his hands, the two daggers surrounded him, "No matter what the consequences, I am willing to bear it."

"Hmph, have you asked me?" Ji Wuya snorted coldly. Just as he was about to step forward, he stopped Zhi Wu, but Luo Xiaoman stopped him.

"Xiao Ya, stop, don't move."

"Little Master..."

"This is a fair and just duel, don't mix in."

Ji Wuya's expression froze, and he glanced at the grumpy Zhi Wu. This guy really killed the red eye.

In particular, the ultimate move he was brewing right now was an earth-level ultimate move. Its power was comparable to the nine-layer peak of the pill formation stage, and it could even shake the strong men of the Yuan Ying stage.

This is also the confidence that Zhi Wu can dominate the academy.

"Hehe, little guy, I'm starting to like you a little." Zhi Wu twitched his mouth and smiled lightly: "However, you will regret your ignorance."

Huh huh!

As the voice fell, the two daggers shook frantically, bringing out a fierce pressure.

"Ling Blade Flurry!!"

Zhi Wu clenched his fists and pushed forward suddenly...

Ok?

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at his fists in shock, but he couldn't straighten them out.

This, what is going on? "