I'm not the underworld

Chapter 854 Who is the hot chicken?

"Say it again?" Chen Yifan couldn't help turning his head to look at the teacher, with a vague smile on his mouth, but a trace of irritation in his eyes.

No one is born a hot chicken, so he should be called a hot chicken. Although in reality, this school is indeed a school for a group of naughty people.

But... this is also the old headmaster's life's painstaking efforts, and this school has once been brilliant, but up to now, he has been powerless.

Chen Yifan knew that this school was hot, and he would try his best to change the status quo, but he would never allow others to slander it with such resentment in front of him.

"What? Don't you admit it?" Seeing that Chen Yifan was still angry, the teacher couldn't help asking a little funny.

"Come on! Come on!" Chen Yifan's faint smile enlarged slightly, and he beckoned to the teacher.

The teacher was startled, and glanced at the cultural teachers next to him, hesitating for a moment.

After all, according to the rules, he is a "teacher" and should not go to the arena to teach students a lesson.

But... a group of mortals, what can they do with themselves?
The aroused resentment made him think for a moment, then he ignored the so-called "rules" and went to the ring, ready to teach this ignorant student a lesson.

"Teacher Jin...Teacher Jin!"

"Hey! Teacher Jin, don't go! He..."

The old teachers in several schools couldn't help shouting at the impulsive Jin Wushuang.

Although Chen Yifan was quite peaceful this semester and didn't cause any trouble outside the class, these teachers still had fresh memories of Chen Yifan beating up the teacher last semester.

This guy is quite good at fighting!
However, this concern for his own sake was misunderstood by Jin Wushuang as the maintenance of "rules" and opposition to his actions.

Therefore, he became even more upset with these mortals, and stood firmly on the ring.

However, before he came back to his senses, a huge force came from behind, and he threw himself onto the ring uncontrollably.

"Who is hot chicken? Say it again!" Chen Yifan's voice came from behind.

Jin Wushuang was furious, this student dared to "sneak attack" him!

He tried to get up with his hands, but found that his back was suppressed by a huge force, and he couldn't move at all. He could only move his arms and legs and struggle like a bastard carrying a huge mountain on his back.

Jin Wushuang was naturally unconvinced, and with his magic power, he wanted to resist.

However, as soon as he started to use the exercises, the condensed mana instantly disintegrated uncontrollably and disappeared without a trace, and he could no longer even feel any mana.

At this moment, Jin Wushuang panicked.

Mana is the fundamental power of all novice cultivators. Without mana, they will be stronger and more flexible than ordinary people, and they will know how to fight.

Other than that, nothing.

It was only at this moment that Jin Wushuang felt this feeling of being completely powerless to resist and powerless.

Only then did he realize that the seemingly exaggerated result of the martial arts competition just now could not be more real, without any exaggeration, it's just...that student is more interesting than him.

How can it be?There are such powerful practitioners in such a hot chicken school.

Jin Wushuang felt a little ridiculous.

Because of some news leaked from the Hulong Mountain Villa, in the future, it will vigorously cultivate outstanding students in cultivation in schools across the country and provide a lot of cultivation resources.

Therefore, many sects and aristocratic families now send their disciples to schools all over the country for "advanced studies". In fact, it is the resources of Tuhulong Villa.

Even if the disciples of their sect are poor, they are still better than most ordinary people who just started cultivating.

But... because most of the disciples of the sect and family are not too young, and they go to college, how can they come to middle school, or this kind of hot chicken school!

To be able to defeat him, Chen Yifan is definitely not an ordinary person who has just started practicing, but most likely a disciple of that sect.

But why in such a hot chicken school?

At this moment, Jin Wushuang's mind was full of confusion.

"What did you do to me?" Jin Wushuang clenched his fists, unable to struggle, he could only ask Chen Yifan angrily.

"It's just temporarily imprisoning your mana, but I don't guarantee that it won't become permanent." Chen Yifan explained unhurriedly, and then threatened.

"What did you just say? Who is the hot chicken? Say it again!"

"..." Being able to confine his mana at will, the difference in cultivation between the two is not at 01:30, Jin Wushuang fell silent.

What kind of freak is this, is there something wrong with his brain?Come to this hot chicken school!
Even if it is for sharing resources, this kind of hot chicken school must be the least allocated!
"Which sect do you belong to, maybe we still "know each other"!" Jin Wushuang tried to play the emotional card.

These days, if they are not sent to Hulong Villa to take orders, they are either weak in the sect, or they are extremely important core disciples.

The strength is not enough, Hulong Villa doesn't want it, the talent is outstanding, and the sect is reluctant to send it out to let the chores delay the cultivation.

As for Chen Yifan, it was obviously the latter.

"Bi Luo Huang Quan, do you know him?" Chen Yifan lifted his foot to let go of Jin Wushuang, but squatted down, and asked with a chuckle in his ear.

Jin Wushuang froze, only this sect... no, no one dared to say they knew this organization.

Dead people know!Because those who have seen them are basically dead.

"You are...impossible!" Jin Wushuang didn't believe it. He was so shocked that he forgot to get up even though he was released.

The legend of Biluohuangquan is not like this. It is said that they like to travel at night, and the middle ranks in the organization are strict. No matter where they go, they always show people with a ghost mask that echoes their rank status.

"Nothing is impossible, believe it or not, I'll just ask the last question, who is the hot chicken?" Chen Yifan asked with a cold expression.

"Hiss..." Jin Wushuang couldn't help taking a breath, feeling a chill down his spine.

Even if you don't believe it...

This kind of feeling like facing death, this kind of cold air, even for the people of Bi Luo Huang Quan, it's nothing more than that, right?

"I... I'm a spicy chicken!" Jin Wushuang gritted his teeth and replied with some humiliation.

He has never had such a low profile in front of others, not even in front of the head of the family.

But at this moment, there was a faint voice in his heart telling him that he must do this!

"I think so too." Chen Yifan got up, released Jin Wushuang's restraint, and said in a moderate voice.

At this time, I realized that the competitions in the surrounding rings were over, and the students and teachers were all looking at me!
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen spicy chicken? If you haven't seen it, go back and look in the mirror and take a good look."

Chen Yifan glanced at it and reprimanded him.

Before entering this school, they chose to become "hot chickens". Chen Yifan doesn't blame them, but now...even if it's for the old principal's wish or for their own eyes, don't even think about continuing to be a "hot chicken" in front of him. Spicy chicken mixed in.

(End of this chapter)