Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

There was no sound in the room for a while, and everyone looked at each other, a little weird.

"Fantianluo, you should be the boss! The school group is called 'Fanmen'!" Mo Xingchen said suddenly, and looked at Fantianluo. He was very clear about his current position, and these people only listened to Fantianluo. Yes, he doesn't care if he is the boss or not, as long as Fantianluo knows why he wants to establish a school group, Mo Xingchen knows that Fantianluo should be very clear about this.

Sima Huangyu laughed immediately and said, "Fanmen? Hey, that's really good, Xiao Luo, after that you have the final say."

Fan Tianluo glanced at Mo Xingchen's handsome face, thinking that this guy is still smart after all, and he can be regarded as forbearing. In order to achieve his goal, he can bend and stretch. Who can say that such a person is not scary?

"The position of the boss is actually not very meaningful, but since there must be someone to sit in the town, then I will do it. However, Young Master Mo has contributed a lot, so everyone should listen to his opinions more, and once the Brahma Sect is established, There are too many trivial matters, everyone should work together, a good team must have the spirit of cooperation, I believe everyone understands it very well." Fan Tianluo glanced across the faces of the three men.

Sima Huangyu immediately nodded and said: "That's for sure, don't worry, leave the small things to us, Fenghua is in charge of the family, with him around, the management can't be messed up."

Fan Wuxi also nodded, Mu Yu didn't speak, her face was still cold.

"By the way, let's talk about tomorrow's competition first. I want to participate in the competitions on both sides. I heard that the rewards for the top three are good, and if you dare to challenge the group arena set by the seniors and win, you can enter the treasure house of the college to choose." The same prize, Young Master Mo, do you know how to fight?" Fan Tianluo asked Mo Xingchen.

Mo Xingchen frowned slightly and said, "I'm already a two-star spirit king. My father has taught me a book of combat skills, but if there is a chance to add another skill, I would also like it. This thing is too rare. Learn a few more skills." Skills, fighting ability is also stronger. You mean, if you succeed in challenging the seniors, you can go to the treasure library to choose combat skills?" A trace of fire flashed in the black eyes.

Fan Tianluo nodded, and said with blazing eyes, "This time, I will at least acquire a set of combat skills."

"Xiao Luo, among the new martial arts masters, it's easy for you to win the top three, but it's a bit difficult to challenge the seniors?" Fan Wuxi worried.

"No matter how difficult it is, I will try." Fan Tianluo clenched her fists, her eyes filled with determination.

Mu Yu frowned and said, "Little Luo, don't you have any combat skills yet? Didn't the Patriarch of the Fan family pass it on to you?"

Fan Tianluo shook his head with a bitter smile, and Fan Wuxi also smiled bitterly and said: "The Fan family only has one volume of combat skills, and it's not advanced combat skills. Maybe the master of the family will pass it on to Xiao Luo when she becomes a martial king."

"Then I'll teach you mine. Anyway, three people can learn it." Mu Yu said without thinking.

Fan Tianluo opened his mouth wide, Mo Xingchen also looked at Mu Yu in astonishment, and Sima Huangyu was shocked. Everyone knows the importance of combat skills, and it is best to have unique combat skills. Who would be willing to teach others? Even if I use it once, the next two opportunities will be passed on to my descendants.

"That, Mu Yu, no need, this time I will get a roll if I win." Fan Tianluo still shook his head.

"Then you can learn one more skill, so that your combat power will be stronger, and no one will be able to bully you in the future." Mu Yu insisted.