The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1522 Iron-headed Bahu

"Gudong." Wang Hao swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, "Mom, oh my god, this, this..."

I haven't seen him for a long time, and it's all over the place.

He looked up stiffly at the cold-faced young man on the high platform, and his heart trembled.

This, this is definitely an assessment rather than wanting their lives.

Could it be that this young mentor is intentionally retaliating against them?

Wang Hao had a bitter face, and the other students besides him did not give up much.

Of course, there were a few of them whose complexions changed slightly, but they were still relatively calm.

They stepped forward calmly, put on the four hoops calmly, and then began to run around the martial arts field calmly.

And these people are exactly the four people who were on the other side before. Of course, there is also a lone ranger, a young man in black with a sword in his hand.

Seeing that Su Chenyu, whom they were more familiar with, had acted according to what the mentor said, they naturally followed closely behind.

Of course, there are naturally some students who are unwilling. After all, the thing is so heavy that it doesn't look like an assessment.

And among this group of students, they all recommended a man who looked vicious and not easy to provoke, a man with a height of 8 feet, a hulking back, and eyes that stared like copper bells.

This man, he is said to be a man, but in fact he is just a teenager, um, maybe because he looks more anxious, so he looks more mature than other students, so a little bit more.

Originally, this guy was a thorn, and he didn't want to come to Canglong Academy. It was the old guys at home who insisted on stuffing him in and telling him to go to the academy to reform.

Therefore, he is dissatisfied with everyone in Canglong Academy.

Not to mention that before Leng Wuyou, he was allowed to stand under the sun for so long, and he was allowed to run around against the sun with such a heavy iron lump, and it took him three hours to run.

This time he was not happy.

Ever since those students said that, he also stood up.

At this moment, he was holding an extremely heavy iron ring in his hand, and he took a big step forward.

Looking up at Leng Wuyou on the high platform, he yelled at him, "Teacher, I tell you, grandpa won't run away today, it depends on what you can do to me, Who dares to drive me, Grandpa, out of Canglong Academy."

The rough voice sounded as if a loudspeaker had been turned on, resounding over the entire Martial Arts Field. If it wasn't for the sound-proof barrier that had been installed here in advance, most of the Canglong Academy could have heard it by now.

Bahu looked fiercely at Leng Wuyou and threw up his arms, and threw the iron ring in his hand heavily to the ground.

For a moment, everyone felt a shaking under their feet.

A thunderous roar resounded in everyone's ears, causing their eardrums to bulge and hurt.

A billow of dust and smoke blocked Leng Wuyou's figure on the high platform.

At this moment in the martial arts arena, except for the people from all directions who were still running around the entire martial arts arena before, everyone else stopped and cast shocking gazes to this side one after another.

It seemed that he was shocked by this loud noise.

A gust of breeze came, and the dust that had lingered for a long time was blown by the breeze, directly blowing the young man's face.

"Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmits the dust in his mouth, he stretched out his hand indiscriminately in the air, as if to fly the dust flying towards him to other places.

It's a pity that the gust of wind came so fast that it had already blown all the dust onto his body.

He roared furiously, and couldn't help yelling, "MMP, where did this wind come from? How could you be so short-sighted, and dare to blow your grandfather."

His furious cursing directly made the dean in the attic, several other branch deans and several mentors frown.

"Why is this student so ignorant of etiquette?" Liu Qingquan, the dean of the Spiritual Academy, frowned even deeper at this moment.

(End of this chapter)