Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 372 Provocation
The helicopter parked in an open area of ​​the school. As soon as the plane came to a complete stop, Feng Qingyang rushed out of the plane and rushed to the villa.

When Feng Qingyang pushed open the door of the villa and saw Feng Ling sitting in the hall, she happily ran forward and hugged Feng Ling tightly in her arms, as if hugging a lost and found treasure.

For Feng Qingyang, Feng Ling is his treasure, Feng Ling can feel Feng Qingyang's body trembling slightly, presumably during the time when he disappeared, Feng Qingyang should be very worried.

After a while, after Feng Qingyang calmed down, Feng Ling dragged Feng Qingyang to sit on the sofa in the living room.

Feng Qingyang held Feng Ling's hand tightly, with red eye circles, and kept muttering, "It's a good thing you're fine, if something happened to you, Dad wouldn't have the face to go see your mother."

Feng Ling smiled and comforted Feng Qingyang and said, "Okay, Dad, haven't I returned safely?"

Feng Qingyang nodded with a smile, and said happily, "Yes, yes, Dad is very happy to see you coming back safely. You haven't eaten since you came back, right? Dad will take you to eat delicious food, okay?"

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he looked at Jie Se, Xuanji and the others, laughed and said, "You guys also come together, Uncle invites you to eat delicious food and have fun."

Feng Ling smiled and said, "Daddy, let's do it tomorrow, Yuanyuan has already cooked the meal today."

As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, her round and transparent body passed through the wall of the kitchen, floating in the air, and smiled cutely at Feng Qingyang, "Uncle Feng, the food is ready."

Feng Qingyang smiled and greeted Yuanyuan.

He doesn't care where to eat, he just wants to express his excitement, wants to spend more time with his daughter, and wants to make his daughter happy.

Everyone went to the kitchen to serve the meals to the dining room one by one, and sat around together.

Feng Ling asked Yuanyuan to go to the basement and took two bottles of red wine, and everyone chatted while eating.

When Feng Qingyang asked Feng Ling about what happened at the Death Cinema, Feng Ling just brushed it off lightly, she didn't want Feng Qingyang to worry too much.

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't want to say more, Feng Qingyang didn't ask any more questions.

Knowing that Feng Ling will enter Death Cinema again to do tasks, Feng Qingyang said nervously, "It's too dangerous there, since we're out, let's not go, huh?"

Feng Ling said, "Dad, this world is becoming more and more dangerous, and the stronger the strength, the greater the chance of survival. Although the Death Cinema is dangerous, I am confident that I can survive, so don't worry."

Ever since Feng Ling regained her sanity, her thoughts were very righteous. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to tell Feng Ling to be more careful, and don't forget that his old father was waiting for her outside.

The precious girl came back, and Feng Qingyang didn't bother to go to the company anymore, so he called his subordinates directly and asked the general manager to be in charge of the company's work. He stayed in the villa of Imperial College all day long.

As long as he could see Feng Ling every day, he would be very happy. The incident at the Death Cinema cast a great shadow over Feng Qingyang.

The news that Feng Ling came out of the Death Cinema alive spread throughout the Imperial College, and Pan Yuwei naturally knew about it.

Unlike Feng Ling who lived in a single-family villa, Pan Yuwei lived in a four-person dormitory. Hearing her roommates talking about Feng Ling, Pan Yuwei silently picked up her phone and sent a message.

【Feng Ling is back. 】

In the past, no matter what Pan Yuwei posted?There was no response from the other side. At this time, this message had just been sent, and there was a response from the other side.

【Sure? 】

Looking at the two words on the screen, Pan Yuwei felt an unknown anger welling up in her heart.

She didn't understand why Luo Xingchen asked her to pay attention to Feng Ling's news?
But Luo Xingchen's attention to Feng Ling made Pan Yuwei feel threatened and jealous.

Luo Xingchen finally responded to her, Pan Yuwei didn't dare to delay, and immediately sent another message.

[Feng Ling's return may hinder our plan, do I need to kill her? 】

The other person immediately replied with two words, [No need. 】

Pan Yuwei was a little unwilling, [I heard that Feng Ling's strength has reached A-level.She will definitely pose a great danger to our plan, why don't you let me kill her now? 】

The opposite party replied immediately, making Pan Yuwei's jealousy towards Feng Ling even more intense.

[Do your own thing well, if you dare to touch her, I will kill you. 】

After saying this, Luo Xingchen logged off.

Pan Yuwei lay on the bed, staring at the phone screen and gnashing her teeth, feeling unwilling, but she didn't dare to disobey Luo Xingchen's order...

As the global exchange competition approached, Imperial College became more and more lively.

There were still three days before the start of the competition. Early in the morning, welcome banners were hung up in every corner of the school.

Although it is a rare event in the world, those demons and ghosts will not hide it and give up making trouble.

Therefore, most of the combat department students were sent out to perform missions, and they were responsible for entertaining students from various colleges around the world, most of them were from the auxiliary department.

And just this morning, Feng Ling received a message from Qin Yi to ask Feng Ling to compete.

The school sent three people to compete, Feng Ling was the only freshman, and the other two were seniors who were about to graduate.

They are No. 1 in the school's combat power rankings: Leishan.

No.2: Autumn Snow!

Leishan's strength is mid-level B.

Qiu Xue's strength is B-level junior.

And Feng Ling's cultivation at this time has reached the middle stage of A-level.

Most of the teachers in the school are not Feng Ling's opponents.

Feng Ling can be said to be No.1 among the school's students!
Since it was Qin Yi's request, Feng Ling did not refuse, and was willing to play on behalf of the school!

Feng Ling practiced in the villa every day, and this morning it was rare to get up early, and planned to go out for a walk, but found that the school was quite lively.

A group of teenage boys and girls ran across the school's roads and alleys, seeing their faces without worry, Feng Ling guessed that these students should not have taken over the task.

After seeing the cruelty of ghosts and ghosts, it is impossible for these people to be so calm.

At this moment, three helicopters approached from far away, and slowly landed from the sky on the lawn of the playground not far away.

That lawn was temporarily used as a parking lot.

There are still images of masked ninjas printed on the three helicopters, it should be people from the Yin Yang Society!

When the plane came to a complete stop, two middle-aged male teachers led three young men in Yin Yang Society costumes to get off the plane.

It seems that those three young people should be the contestants sent by Yin Yang Society to participate in the exchange competition this time.

There are two boys and one girl. Judging from their appearance, the age of the three should be around 20 years old.

The three young men looked proud, followed behind the two teachers with their heads held high, and were greeted by the teachers and students of the school, and went to a place specially arranged for them to rest.

Feng Ling only took one look, then went to the restaurant.

There were more people in the restaurant on the first floor, so Feng Ling simply went to the second floor, since she had a lot of points anyway.

After Feng Ling went up to the second floor, most of the people eating on the second floor were school teachers, and there were also a few senior students. Someone knew Feng Ling, so he greeted her with a smile.

Feng Ling also nodded with a smile in response.

Feng Ling ordered something, took the tray and sat down at random.

The chef behind the restaurant is good at cooking. Feng Ling ate six dumplings in crab soup, a cage of xiaolongbao, a cage of shrimp dumplings, siu mai, etc., and drank a bowl of seafood porridge.

He ate a bit too much, and after Feng Ling finished eating, he planned to go back to the villa to continue his cultivation.

According to the information given to her by the school, the strength of the students who can participate in the exchange competition this time should not be underestimated.

There are at least three of A-level strength and above.

Feng Ling went downstairs step by step along the stairs, but at the corner of the first floor, she saw a lot of people around here, what's the noise?
Standing on a high place, Feng Ling casually grabbed a student of a lower grade, "What happened?"

The student turned his head, saw that it was Feng Ling, and immediately called out respectfully, "Sister."

Looking at the boy in front of him, he should be a new student.

Feng Ling nodded, "Well, say: What happened here?"

Feng Ling looked down and saw clearly that those surrounded in the middle were clearly the three students from the Yin Yang Club who had just arrived at the school.

The boy immediately replied: "Senior sister, these three students from the Yin Yang Society don't take our school rules seriously, and the students from our school are teaching them a lesson!"

Feng Ling was curious, "Oh?"

Seeing that Feng Ling still didn't understand, the young man added: "These three students from the Yin Yang Society came to our restaurant to eat, and they disliked the food on the first floor, so they insisted on going up to the second floor, which they can go up to. Is it?"

The boy snorted coldly after finishing speaking, "The school teacher who brought them here just now told them to eat on the first floor. They insist on showing their uniqueness and go to the second floor. They deserve to be besieged!"

Feng Ling nodded, indicating that she understood.

Those who can go to the second floor to eat are either teachers of the school who are respected by others, or students who are powerful and admired by others in the school. This is actually another status symbol.

These students from the Yin Yang Club have to go up to the second floor as soon as they come. How can the students from the school agree?

"idiot!"

One of the tallest boys, after suddenly yelling at the people around him, he roared angrily: "Since you said: only the strong can go to the second floor to eat, then well, you can challenge me, if I win, then I Are you eligible to eat on the second floor?"

The boy on the side continued to popularize Feng Ling's science, "Sister, this boy who is talking is called Takasaki Shigeo, and he has mid-level B-level strength."

Feng Ling nodded, squinting at the boy, "You know a lot!"

Hearing Feng Ling's praise, the young man was quite embarrassed and said: "Senior sister, I actually saw these things from the school forum."

Feng Ling nodded, so she just said, these three people have just arrived, and it's too exaggerated for a junior who has just entered elementary school to know the information about these three people.

It turned out that the school had already posted the list and information of candidates from each school to the school forum.

Feng Ling seldom surfs the Internet on weekdays, let alone browse any forums. She really doesn't know much about these things.

Takasaki Shigeo provoked in front of so many people, the students of Imperial College would naturally not be afraid to fight, otherwise, wouldn’t it be embarrassing for Imperial College if it spread out?
Immediately, a junior B-level senior with initial strength stood up and said, "I'll fight with you!"

The two companions who followed Shigeo Takasaki watched all this with great interest, but they didn't stop them.

The other two participating students from the Yin Yang Club were clearly Keiko Yamakawa, a very cute girl who always had a faint smile on her face. The students around saw her as a girl, so they didn't make things difficult for her.

Keiko Yamakawa is at the pinnacle of Class B strength!
The last name is: Yamada Shiro, the early stage of A-level strength.

The strength of these three people is indeed good, but Feng Ling is a mid-term A-level cultivation base, so naturally he is not afraid of these three people.

The junior senior who stood up looked at Takasaki Maosheng, and pointed to the outside of the restaurant, "It's big outside, let's fight outside."

Takasaki Shigeo nodded, "Okay!"

The crowd followed the two to an open space outside the restaurant, and no one stopped them when they saw that they were about to fight.

This kind of private fight, as long as it has nothing to do with life and death, the school will not stop it, not only does not stop it, but some advocate it.

After all, although this kind of private fight will inevitably cause students to be injured, it also trains the students' actual combat experience.

When performing tasks in the future, the chances of surviving are also higher.

The junior looked at Shigeo Takasaki and introduced himself, "My name is Sun Zekai!"

Takasaki Shigeo looked arrogant, "Let's get started, I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

Sun Zekai looked ugly, "You?"

Feng Ling observed for a while and found that this kind of fighting was actually a tacit way of probing by both sides.

The students of the Yin Yang Club came on the first day, and they didn't know the level of the students of the Imperial College, so they naturally wanted to test it out.

At the same time, the students of Imperial College don't know how strong the students of Yin Yang Society are, so they naturally want to test it out.

Although the school has already made a strength assessment, but when it comes to the arena, there are too many uncertain factors. Just in case, it is more conservative to find out the details of the opponent.

From the fact that neither side took weapons, it can be seen that neither side wants to make things worse.

Sun Zekai took a step forward, surrounded by spiritual energy, clenched his fist with his right hand, the spiritual energy gathered in the center of the fist, forming a spiritual vortex, and then, Sun Zekai roared "Storm Fist!"

And Takasaki Shigeo also roared loudly, clenched his right hand likewise, and it seemed that he was going to make a hard bar.

Two fists collide.

"boom!"

The bodies of the two shook at the same time, their clothes were torn into strips by the strong fist wind, and they were broken into pieces, and several bones were broken.

After the two separated, they each took a few steps back before slowly standing still.

Judging from this move, the strength of the two is comparable!

The right wrists of both of them were fractured at the same time, but Sun Zekai did not give up, but yelled "Come again!"

Takasaki Shigeo also refused to admit defeat, and said loudly: "Come on!"

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly said: "Senior, forget it, the visitor is a guest."

Feng Ling slowly walked into the fighting circle between the two.

Sun Zekai saw that it was Feng Ling who came, and his eyes showed joy, "Sister Feng Ling?"

Sun Zekai did not show any displeasure at Feng Ling's behavior of speaking without authorization, because although Feng Ling is his junior, she is stronger than him!

And the school respects the strong!
Sun Zekai himself didn't really want to fight anymore, the two were about the same in strength, if they continued to fight, they would only lose.

Sun Zekai snorted coldly, pointed at Takasaki Maosheng and said, "Today, for the sake of Junior Feng Ling, I will let you go."

Feng Ling smiled and nodded at Sun Zekai, then threw a porcelain bottle to Sun Zekai, "Senior is injured, this is a elixir." '

Sun Zekai did not refuse, "Thank you, junior."

Takasaki Shigeo looked at Feng Ling curiously. The boy in front of him who was about the same strength as him called the girl in front of him "Student Girl?"

The strong men in the upper grades fought privately, and the girls in the lower grades dared to intervene. They were either mentally retarded or powerful.

It seems that the girl in front of her belongs to the latter.

(End of this chapter)