Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, starting with a hundred times the crit!

Chapter 101 Discussion battle, the power of the speed font!

Shortly after the swearing-in meeting ended, it was time for classes.

Li Yang still looked like he couldn't wake up, while Ye Feng still looked like he was absent-minded.

Although Mu Susu was angry in her heart, she didn't want to worry too much. She was still thinking about how she would teach Ye Feng after he failed the exam.

At noon, Ye Feng arrived at the library on time to check in, holding a broom and acting as a sweeping monk.

The couple didn't say a word to Ye Feng today, but Ye Feng was also happy to relax.

But before leaving the library, Ye Feng still asked this person for a leave of absence, and promised to make up for it later.

So Ye Feng, who was supposed to appear in the library in the afternoon, was already standing in the martial arts hall with the old god on the ground.

The match with the Fufeng Club was supposed to be yesterday, but Ye Feng was so blessed yesterday, when he was in the library at noon, he went to the Fufeng Club while he was in the toilet.

Under Ye Feng's strong request, the battle between the two sides was finally postponed to this afternoon.

Not long after Ye Feng arrived at Yanwu Hall, several people from the Fufeng Club walked in dejectedly.

When Ye Feng saw a few people, he greeted them enthusiastically, and said with a laugh: "Senior, thank you so much!"

President Fufeng was expressionless, looked at Ye Feng, and said aggrievedly: "Why don't we stop competing, it's really boring."

"How can that be done!" Ye Feng's expression froze, and he said righteously: "We are here to exchange combat experience, how can this kind of thing be boring?"

Seeing that the reconciliation failed, President Fufeng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we have ten people here, and we agreed to fight with each other."

Ye Feng nodded, and then walked into the battle area step by step, motioning for President Fufeng to follow, and said: "Senior, you are the president, so do you plan to be the finale or take the lead?"

President Fufeng exchanged glances with a few members beside him, then gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said, "I'll come first, if I lose, it's meaningless to compare."

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded readily, then clasped his fists heavily, and said in a loud voice: "Freshman Ye Feng, a combat department, awakened on the Ghost Festival, D-level 5-star cultivation base!"

Hearing Ye Feng's last words, President Fufeng suddenly felt a little dazed.

It turns out that Ye Feng's cultivation is only D-level 5-star...

It turned out to be only a D-level 5-star...

Then why does this guy do things that even a B-level can't do? !
President Fufeng only felt that Ye Feng in front of him was a little unreal.

After Ye Feng's freshman competition, almost everyone has acquiesced that Ye Feng is a B-level strength.

But after hearing it now, President Fufeng finally realized it.

Ye Feng, who defeated two b-level juniors in one-on-two in the cafeteria, is actually just a d-level 5-star freshman!

Suddenly, President Fufeng clenched his fists out of his mind, and said softly: "Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, B-level 4 stars."

The cultivation bases of the two sides have almost already differed by a whole realm.

As the president of Fufeng, who is nearly one level higher than Ye Feng, he is thinking about how long he can last under Ye Feng's hands.

Ye Feng nodded, and immediately transformed into a judge's pen, blessed himself with a shield shape and a strength shape, and finally transformed into a Yuehua dagger.

Seeing Ye Feng buffing himself, President Fufeng almost couldn't help yelling.

How the hell do you keep buffing yourself before you even start fighting? How can this make others fight?
Seeing President Fufeng's complex expression, Ye Feng blinked, and immediately the judge wrote the word "sluggish".

"Ding, it is detected that the host is using the sluggish glyph, and the effect is [-] times critical!"

Following the system's prompt, the stagnation shape that had undergone a [-]-fold critical strike was accurately applied to President Fufeng.

Immediately, Ye Feng clenched the Yuehua dagger tightly, and rushed up directly.

The members of the Fufeng Club nearby looked at Ye Feng's judge's pen dancing non-stop, with complicated eyes.

"That's right, I just found out that the Ghost Festival is an auxiliary system, and it even has buffs."

"Summoning system plus support system, but this support system likes to go forward and fight by itself."

"Stop talking, I almost peed in envy."

"I have a handsome face. If I were Ye Feng, I would be free to choose a concubine tomorrow."

Following the sighs of several members of the Fufeng Club, Ye Feng rushed to President Fufeng holding the Yuehua dagger.

President Fufeng wanted to retreat very much at this moment, but for some reason, he always felt that his movements were very slow, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

Just when Ye Feng's Yuehua dagger was about to hit his throat, President Fufeng finally murmured four words, "Qinghui Possession!"

As his voice fell, his body burst into dazzling brilliance in an instant.

"Fuck, the president is desperate."

"Although I should pray that the president wins, I still feel like laughing right now."

"As soon as Ye Feng remembers the president of Ping A, he directly opened the university, which is too annoying."

Listening to the voices of the people around, Ye Feng also had a brief understanding of the changes in President Fufeng at the moment.

At this moment, President Fufeng, who was shining with brilliance, seemed to be immune to the effect of the stagnation shape, and his speed increased several times in vain.

"Ye Feng, I can only last for 1 minute in this state, as long as you survive for 1 minute, you will win!"

The position of President Fufeng flickered constantly, sometimes appearing on the left of Ye Feng, but in the next second it appeared on the right again.

"Is the speed so fast that it's hard to see with the naked eye..." Ye Feng's heart sank, this speed was no longer what his naked eyes could catch.

"Just to try out the new font." Ye Feng pondered, shaking the judge's pen wantonly in his hand.

In an instant, the word "speed" appeared in the air.

This is the first time Ye Feng has used this glyph, and the reason is that the prayer power consumed by this glyph is too large.

If it was not necessary, Ye Feng would not be willing to use so much prayer power to write this word.

"Ding, it is detected that the host is using the speed glyph, and the effect is [-] times critical!"

The system's voice echoed in his ears, but Ye Feng suddenly felt that his body was relaxed countless times.

It seemed that the world around him became sluggish in an instant, Ye Feng looked at everything around him and felt extremely slow.

Even President Fufeng, who had been out of sight just now, Ye Feng could clearly see him jogging around him at this moment.

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing at this scene, and finally complained, "Why are you running around me?"

Hearing the sound, President Fufeng thought Ye Feng was just cheating on himself, sneered, and continued running on his own.

Seeing this, Ye Feng became playful, and with a little effort on his legs, he caught up with President Fufeng in an instant.

This is because Ye Feng deliberately slowed down, otherwise, with his current speed, he could at least throw off President Fufeng for several laps in just a few seconds.

"Why don't we change it? If you hold on for half a minute in my state, you will win."

Ye Feng approached President Fufeng and joked.

(End of this chapter)