Wood Type Only Has Support? I Will Directly Transform Into A Buddha!

The students challenged the dean, something outrageous that had never happened before, which excited all the freshmen present.

Several sophomores from the First Academy were captured by Liu Hong as coolies to maintain order on the scene, driving more than a thousand freshmen away from the arena to make room for Lin Cang and Feng Shaoxuan.

"Quick, move faster!" A sophomore shouted to a group of freshmen: "Why don't you leave and wait to die? If we start fighting in a while, the dean will wipe you out with a burst of spiritual energy!"

boom!

As soon as the old student finished speaking, he was suddenly kicked away by someone, and it was Du Fei who made the move.

Du Fei looked carefree, plucked his ears and looked at the group of freshmen.

"Did you see that? This is the quality of students in the first university. It will be miserable if you enroll. You will definitely be bullied by the old students every day."

After saying that, he looked at the old student who was kicked away. He was actually an acquaintance.

He was none other than Li Jing, the starting player of the home team of the No. 1 university that he had played against in the Global Freshman Competition.

"Du Fei, you are seeking death!" Li Jing looked dissatisfied after getting up from the ground.

After hearing this, Du Fei put his hands in his pockets and said disdainfully: "Li Jing, it's been a year. Why haven't you made any progress? Are you still a second-level superpower?"

"Laozi is already a fourth-level superpower, are you worthy of yelling at me?"

After hearing this, Li Jing's face turned green and red, and Du Fei mentioned his sore spot.

He still remembers that a year ago when he was a second-level beginner, Du Fei was still a first-level advanced. He didn't expect that the gap today is so terrible.

"Du Fei, you've gone too far." At this time, another voice sounded, and an extraordinary-looking young man in white came over. Du Fei smiled immediately when he saw it.

"Yao Yao Yao, isn't this our Captain Sikong? Why is he only at the third level intermediate level after not seeing him for a year? This speed is a bit slow."

The visitor was none other than Sikong Yong, the second god-level gifted student from the First Academy in a century.

He was originally considered by Feng Shaoxuan as a seed talent who could defeat Lin Cang and lead the home team of the First University to win the Global Freshman Competition.

Du Fei was very arrogant and could say whatever he said to make people angry. Sikong Yong's face turned ugly after hearing this.

But he didn't act impulsively, because Si Kongyong really couldn't figure out how Du Fei, a highly talented person, could overtake him by so much in one year.

Sikong Yonghan said with a face: "Du Fei, no matter what, you were still watching from the sidelines when I competed with Lin Cang on the same stage."

"Today, please calm down and don't bully others too much. This is our territory."

"What's wrong with your territory?" Du Fei said disdainfully: "If you dare, fight with Laozi and see if I can beat the shit out of you."

"you!"

"Du Fei." Wu Xiaoman pulled him and shook his head gently, "Forget it, don't cause trouble."

"Causing trouble?" Du Fei put his hands in his pockets and left, "They are not worthy of me."

Wu Xiaoman had no choice but to know that he had an arrogant personality and usually obeyed no one except Lin Cang, so he immediately smiled apologetically at Sikong Yong.

"I'm sorry, Du Fei speaks too directly and doesn't know how to be tactful. Don't worry about it."

"That's enough!" Sikong Yong's expression turned even worse after hearing this, "Wu Xiaoman, you are more annoying to me than Du Fei!"

"Aren't you just beating around the bush and belittling people? Even if I admit that I'm not as good as you?"

After saying that, he picked up Li Jing and left, leaving Wu Xiaoman, who was a little dazed, stunned in place.

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The news that Lin Cang was going to challenge the Dean of the First Academy was like having wings, and it spread quickly.

Now not only many old students from the First Academy have returned, but even the patriarchs and elders of many big families have come in person. The attraction between the two is really too great.

One of them is a new talent, the other is a veteran powerhouse, and countless people want to watch this battle.

While Lin Cang was not fighting, he sat cross-legged on the Wooden Golem to recover his spiritual energy, absorbing natural abilities at the same time, and prepared for the next battle with the four Wood Clone.

He didn't mean to underestimate Feng Shaoxuan. This time his opponent was really strong.

However, Lin Cang was not afraid. Although he was not sure of victory when the sixth-level junior challenged the eighth-level advanced, he was confident that Feng Shaoxuan could not beat him.

Feng Shaoxuan regretted it after he calmed down. Seeing that more and more people came to watch the battle, he secretly felt careless.

"Whether I win or lose this battle, I have already lost."

Lin Cang challenged him at the age of 19. Feng Shaoxuan knew that even if his opponent lost, it would not be embarrassing, but he would be embarrassed.

A dignified dean and a sophomore student compete on the same stage... This is unfair in itself, and the spectators will only sympathize with the latter.

Ten minutes later, when everyone was far away from the ring, Feng Shaoxuan waved his hand and a wave of spiritual energy appeared, and a faint transparent barrier could be seen around the ring.

This is the defensive barrier of the First Academy. It is specially used to protect the battle in the arena from affecting the surrounding viewers. The limit it can withstand is an attack of no more than ten levels.

At this moment, the stands were full of people. Countless powerful people and old students were all staring expectantly at the two people on the stage, talking non-stop.

A sixth-level old man stroked his beard and said: "I can only say that he is indeed Lin Cang. He actually dares to challenge a senior expert who is nearly three levels higher than himself."

"This kid is really powerful." Another middle-aged man said with a smile: "No one has dared to mess with Dean Feng for many years. No one knows how terrifying his strength is now."

"But Lincang doesn't lose." Another old woman in red said: "Even if Old Feng wins, he still loses. Why is he talking to a child?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes." Someone laughed again, and everyone saw that he was actually the president of the Tongcheng Underground Dueling Ground, "Old Man Feng is destined to be embarrassed today, haha."

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