The strongest talent tree

Chapter 32 The Female Hooligan of the Dance Troupe
The opponent in the fourth round was a female student. She had a beautiful and refined appearance, but she looked a little sickly.

Feng Hao originally wanted to kill the flower with his own hands, but faced with such a female student who I felt pity for, he really couldn't do it. Moreover, judging from the noise in the audience, the popularity of the female student was obviously not low.

"I have seen your previous competitions, and you are indeed very strong." The female student said with serious eyes, "But I will definitely defeat you!"

"Oh, come on." Feng Hao was still holding back his anger and was not in the mood to tease.

When the female student heard this, her pretty face wrinkled up and she said softly: "You look down on me?"

Feng Hao stroked his forehead in astonishment, curled his lips and said, "Stop talking so much nonsense, let's fight!"

"Hmph! Look at my flying flower swordsmanship!"

The female student snorted coquettishly, swaying her graceful figure, the sword energy scattered petals, the visual effect was beautiful, it didn't feel like she was fighting, but dancing.

As Feihua Swordsmanship was performed, the eyes of the hungry male students in the audience were all straight, as if they had been injected with blood.

There was even a group of beautiful girls who came in a group, obviously to cheer up the female students.

"Come on Ting'er, not everyone in our dance troupe can be bullied!"

"The leader is right, sister Li Ting, come on! Prove it for our dance group!"

"Wow, Ting'er's flying flower swordsmanship is getting more and more beautiful!"

"Of course, the secret techniques of our dance group have always been famous for their beauty, unlike other secret techniques that are unappreciative."

"That's it."

……

Feng Hao moved coquettishly, and coupled with his speed advantage, Feihua Swordsmanship did not even touch the corner of his clothes.

Hearing the words of Yingyingyan in the audience, Feng Hao looked embarrassed. No wonder Li Ting looked so coquettish. She was a girl who studied dancing.

There are still many popular trends in the magic world, and dance is a kind of popular fashion, which is equivalent to dance on earth. The difference is that dance requires a magician to learn, and with the magic effect, it can make various high-level performances. Difficult action and stunning visuals.

Of course, the dance technique is only for viewing after all, and the combat practicality is too poor. Simply put, it is the difference between the idol school and the powerful school!
Feng Hao has been in Rongcheng College for such a long time, so he has naturally heard of the name of the Dance Troupe. Among the many interest clubs in the college, the Dance Troupe has a unique advantage and has been active in the front line of campus news.

"I said classmates, if your dance troupe doesn't practice dance well, why are you here for a duel and assessment?" Feng Hao was a little embarrassed to start.

Li Ting raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Many people think that our dance group is not suitable for fighting. I want everyone to know that we can fight even with dance!"

"You are ambitious, I like it very much." Feng Hao praised it, then curled his lips and said: "But in the end it's still useless."

"Who says it's useless? I've won three rounds in a row!" Li Ting said unwillingly.

"Well, then you can keep dancing. I'll just watch and say nothing." Feng Hao smacked his lips.

Not to mention, the dance with special effects was different. Coupled with Li Ting's pitiful appearance, it really made him feel pleasing to the eye, and even his anger subsided a lot.

Li Ting was obviously very angry, she screamed and came forward, the sword light danced, the petals flew, and the streamer was dazzling.

Feng Hao didn't bother to attack. Li Ting's speed was already poor, and she had to pose every time she attacked, which made her even slower. Therefore, Feng Hao dodged very casually and basically didn't use any skills.

Just like that, Li Ting jumped around chasing Feng Hao, while Feng Hao hid here and there to enjoy it leisurely.

Cheers and screams could be heard from time to time in the audience. Only the girls from the dance troupe looked nervous and worried for Li Ting!
"You danced well, let's continue." Feng Hao looked pleasing to the eye and couldn't stop.

"You...!" Li Ting was extremely shy and angry, feeling like she was being toyed with.
Seeing Li Ting suddenly stop dancing, Feng Hao said unhappily: "Why don't you dance anymore? It looks good?"

"Shameless guy, let's not fight!" Li Ting was obviously furious, she yelled angrily and rushed off the platform angrily.

At the same time, the referee's voice sounded: "The game is over, student No. 98 wins."

"Is this okay?" Feng Hao was speechless.

In this way, the four rounds of the first day of assessment ended.

Feng Hao always felt that he had advanced without doing anything. The first two rounds were okay, at least he had a few hits, but the last two rounds were a bit speechless. In the third round, Tu Xiaoshan simply gave up, and in the fourth round he encountered a A girl learning to dance.

Compared with other students who struggled to advance, Feng Hao seemed very different. "Isn't it too high-profile to just enter the top 63?" Feng Hao said while touching his nose.

As it turned out, his guess was right. After the game, the academy was full of comments and abuse against him.

Of course, a large part of the reason is because of Li Ting. After all, where is the popularity of the beautiful girl in the dance troupe? Coupled with his status as an auditor, many people are unhappy with him.

No, just when Feng Hao wanted to join his younger brothers, he was surrounded by a group of beautiful girls.

"Stop! Are you a man? Don't you know how to give way to my Ting'er?" The leader of the group is obviously a third-year student, and her strength has reached level 23.
Feng Hao was confused. What the hell does this have to do with whether he is a man?
"Senior sister, how about she step down and admit defeat?" Feng Hao curled his lips in displeasure.

"You still understand, right?" The girl, the group leader, became more and more angry and waved her hand and ordered: "Sisters, tie this guy up and bring him back to the club to apologize to Ting'er."

"Tie him up! Tie him up!" The members of the Dance Troupe responded angrily, and without saying a word, they surrounded Feng Hao.

"Nima, what's going on?" Feng Hao felt a cold sweat on his back. He subconsciously took out his dagger and looked around with fear.

What a joke, although he has some strength, he is still a bit hypocritical in the face of so many female students.

You know, there are many second- and third-year students in this group of crazy women. Even if the dance group's combat effectiveness is low, it can't stand up to the overwhelming number of people!

"Don't force me to do it." Feng Hao said with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.

"Hey, you still want to hit a woman, don't you?" the leader of the group said coldly.

"..." Feng Hao was speechless.

The girls obviously didn't pay attention to what he meant. They surrounded him one by one with a fierce look, and then started to use violence without saying a word.

Feng Hao was confused again. He didn't expect that there was such an arrogant organization in the college. In order to maintain the school rules and motto, he had no choice but to destroy them.

"If that's the case, then I'm sorry!" After saying that, he flew around and spun around, the dagger flashing with dark light.

However, the next moment he was buried alive by the overwhelming special effects of petals.

If he had become an assassin, he might still have a chance to kill him, but he was only at level [-], and his skill was only a basic secret technique. He couldn't stand up to this kind of situation no matter what, "I won't lead you like this!"

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Feng Hao's energy and blood bottomed out in an instant, and even his vitality was knocked out. He felt tingling all over his body, stars in his eyes, and he lost consciousness in a hazy state.

"Captain, this guy has passed out, what should we do next?" A round-faced little beauty stepped forward and asked.

The leader of the group snorted softly, "Give him a blood-restoring pill and tie him back to the club first."

"Understood." Several members of the girl group immediately stepped forward and held Feng Hao in their arms. After feeding him a few blood-restoring pills, they tied him up awkwardly and finally tied him with a bow.

When Feng Hao woke up, he found himself lying on the rubber floor specially designed for dance practice, with his body tied up.

"What do you want to do?" Feng Hao looked ugly, but he had no intention of paying attention to this at this time.

"Hmph!" the group leader snorted coldly: "I tied you here to apologize to Ting'er."

Feng Hao was sweating in his heart and struggled hard: "Damn it, do you need to kidnap me to apologize? This is a naked crime and murder!"

"This is the consequence of offending our dance group." The leader of the group looked coldly and looked sideways at the members beside her, "Xiaoyou, is Ting'er still crying?"

"Yeah, I have been crying since the end of the game, and comfort is useless." Xiaoyou lamented.

Hearing this, the head girl's face became more and more gloomy, "Tie him to a chair and send him to Ting'er's room. When Ting'er stops crying, let him out."

"Ting'er has such a strong self-esteem, what if she is too angry to kill?" Xiaoyou said with a worried look.

"Don't worry, Ting'er's character is still very docile." The leader of the group said indifferently.

"Okay then." Xiaoyou could only nod and walked towards Feng Hao, "Sisters, come and help me."

Feng Hao was stunned when he heard this. He felt that in front of him was not a dance group at all, but a group of ruthless female hooligans.

(End of this chapter)