Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 196 Warriors, Be Sharp!

"Yes... it's you!"

Jiang Xiaofan looked up, when he saw Ling Feng, he almost jumped up in excitement.

Benefactor!
If Ling Feng hadn't given up the first place in the willpower test group to Jiang Xiaofan, Jiang Xiaofan would have been ruthlessly eliminated.

"Grandfather!" Jiang Xiaofan threw his luggage aside, rushed to Ling Feng in three steps at a time, grabbed Ling Feng's shoulders with a pair of strong and powerful hands, and said gratefully: "Grandfather, that's great, you It was also assigned to Tianmu East Hospital!"

"Tianmu?" Ouyang Jing rolled his eyes, "Brother, this is Tianshu East Hospital!"

"Hehehe..." Jiang Xiaofan reached out and scratched the back of his head, blushing and said, "That... I don't know that word..."

However, because the young man's complexion was too dark, even if he blushed, others would not be able to see it.

"It's just a trivial matter, it's harmless." Ling Feng smiled lightly, and patted Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder, "So you were also assigned here, so we will be roommates living in the same room from now on."

"Yeah!" Jiang Xiaofan nodded repeatedly, "Grandpa, thank you so much last time, if it weren't for you, I might have been eliminated, and you injected me with a burst of true energy afterwards, otherwise I really can't hold on anymore."

Jiang Xiaofan was really grateful, he was about to kneel in front of Ling Feng while talking.

"There is gold under the man's knees." Ling Feng supported Jiang Xiaofan, and said lightly: "It's nothing more than a little effort, it's your persistence that touched me. Well, don't mention these past things in the future. My name is Ling Feng, he is My friend's name is Ouyang Jing."

"My name is Jiang Xiaofan! Haha!" Jiang Xiaofan had an honest look, his face was full of honesty and simplicity.

It can be seen that he should come from a farmer's son in a small mountain village. In order to change his fate, he insisted on walking to Tianwei Academy step by step.

At this moment, several figures walked in from outside the courtyard. A young man in a fine attire, surrounded by several servants and maidservants, walked into the courtyard arrogantly.

As soon as the boy came in, he saw Jiang Xiaofan's rucksack piled up like a small mountain bag, couldn't help but frowned, kicked the rucksack down, and said cursingly: "Damn it, what a poor man! You can’t even afford a Naling Ring, yet you have the nerve to come to the Heavenly Academy to practice!”

Ling Feng and the others looked up, only to see a luxuriously dressed young man in a purple gown, with an arrogant and domineering attitude on his face, stepping on Jiang Xiaofan's backpack, cursing: "Stinky beggars! The trash is yours!"

Jiang Xiaofan stepped forward quickly, and said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, these are my things, they blocked your way, I'm so sorry!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofan was subdued, the purple-clothed boy got even more aggressive, "You stinky beggar, why do you bring all your garbage to where you live? This is the Heavenly Academy, not your den of beggars!"

Jiang Xiaofan was embarrassed, he clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to offend this arrogant young man, so he could only squat down, grab his rucksack, grit his teeth and say, "It's my fault, please be generous with me, sir. Are your feet expensive?"

"Hold your feet high? Hahaha..." The purple-clothed boy laughed loudly, "You stinky beggar speaks in the same way, it's really interesting! I just don't lift it up, what can you do?"

"This guy who looks down on people with a dog's eyes, big brother, I'll teach him a lesson!" Ouyang Jing gritted his teeth, and rushed out to help Jiang Xiaofan.

"No hurry." Ling Feng shook his head, "Jiang Xiaofan has to go through this if he wants to integrate into the current life. He needs to understand that he has left his previous life. He is a warrior and he must find his own dignity." !"

"Oh." Ouyang Jing nodded with a half understanding.

The dignity of a warrior?

He has been the young master of Zhenbao Pavilion since he was born, so how could he understand the sufferings of ordinary people.

But Ling Feng is different, he was once an ordinary person, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of those human relationships, so he understands that to become a warrior, it is not enough to have a strong will, you also need to have the dignity of a warrior!

Although Jiang Xiaofan is an honest person, he is not without temper. When his temper came up, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the bag, and pulled it hard.

His strength was quite enormous, and under this tug, he almost knocked the boy in purple to the ground.

"Master!"

A few servants behind him hurriedly supported the young man in purple, which saved him from making a fool of himself.

"You beggar!"

The purple-clothed boy kicked Jiang Xiaofan to the ground, then viciously punched him a few times, cursing and saying: "You son of a bitch, how dare you intentionally make this young master fall!"

"I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to!"

Jiang Xiaofan hastily raised his hand to protect his vitals, because he dared not resist at all because of his "inherently inferior" inferiority complex.

"Humph!"

The purple-clothed boy punched a few times, and found that Jiang Xiaofan would not resist at all, and he was very satisfied. From now on, he will have an extra "bumper bag". Dare to put one.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you go!" The purple-clothed boy slapped his hands, looked at the number of the attic, and couldn't help frowning, "Are you kidding, my room is actually the side room on the right?"

The purple-clothed boy looked unhappy, turned his head and saw Ling Feng standing in front of the No. [-] room in the middle, and immediately said arrogantly: "Boy, come here, let's change rooms!"

"Change rooms?"

Ling Feng was different from Jiang Xiaofan, he was a little puzzled, where did the purple-clothed boy's self-righteous sense of superiority come from?
He walked to Jiang Xiaofan's side step by step, slowly helped him up, and said with a faint smile: "Xiaofan, you need to know that starting today, you are no longer a peasant boy, you are a warrior."

Jiang Xiaofan blinked, "I'm a warrior."

"No, you're not a real warrior yet." Ling Feng turned his head to look at the purple-clothed boy, a chill flashed in his eyes, "Warrior, you should be sharp!"

The purple-clothed boy felt hairy from Ling Feng's gaze. He squeezed his fists and gritted his teeth: "Stinky boy, what are you staring at? Be careful that Master Ben will dig out your eyeballs!"

"If you want to try my fist, you can try it yourself."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Ling Feng was telling Jiang Xiaofan with his own actions, what is the dignity of a warrior; what is the sharpness of a warrior!

"Bastard, why did you talk to my young master?"

A guard in leather armor next to him was furious, and slapped Ling Feng hard on the cheek.

"Engong, be careful!" Jiang Xiaofan exclaimed.

It's too late to say, then soon!
I saw Ling Feng grabbed the guard's palm with his big hand, and then heard a few clear "clicks".

"what!--"

The next moment, the guard let out a scream like a pig, with cold sweat on his forehead, grabbed his palm, trembling all over, took a few steps back, and fell heavily on the ground.

With that grab just now, Ling Feng crushed three of his phalanges!
(End of this chapter)