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

Chapter 55 Ranked No. [-]
Fang Qingqing seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was extremely unpleasant, which was not directly proportional to his appearance.

"Okay, I'll join."

"There is only one request, if you can not let me speak, try not to let me speak."

There are many talents in Peking University, and there are also many strange people.

Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

Dude, do you want to experience being a mute?
After a few breaths, Ye Feng finally said.

"Don't worry, I'll treat you as a mute in the future."

On the judges' stage, there was a majestic voice.

"Attention all participating students, the knockout round of the freshman competition has officially started, and students who have read their names please come to the stage."

"The first group, Ye Feng from the 3rd combat squad, and Li Zhe from the assault squad."

Ye Feng was a little speechless, why was he the first one again.

Could it be that he offended the headmaster yesterday?
Ye Feng shook his head lightly.

It shouldn't be very good, the principal is not this kind of person.

He patted Wang Yang on the shoulder, left a word and walked onto the stage.

"Come on hard, strive to enter the top ten, the future of the new club depends on you."

at the same time.

In another corner of the playground, a group of people were gathering together, watching the ring.

He is obviously a member of the Zhanyan Society.

The president, Mu Yanming, was sitting on a stone step with his legs crossed, looking at Ye Feng.

And said with emotion in the crowd.

"I don't know what tricks Ye Feng will play on the Ghost Festival today. His talent is too strong."

"If Zhanyan Society can get this talent, it will be great!"

The rest of the backbone also nodded in agreement.

Since Ye Feng was able to feel the integrity in the battle yesterday, their views on Ye Feng have changed.

No longer a rookie who has not grown up.

"Yeah, the talent to understand the solar terms is really strong, and the combat power is also top-notch. Maybe there is a chance to get the book of life and death."

"Tsk tsk, the book of life and death, how many years have passed, and the knights who have not awakened to the Ghost Festival have got it."

"If he can get it, maybe he can really cultivate to the point of changing yin and yang."

Just when everyone was sighing, a backbone member of five big and three thick came running over panting, his face was full of indignation, and his eyes almost popped out.

After coming to the crowd, he lay down on the ground panting heavily and said angrily.

"Fuck, Boss, don't think about Ye Feng's idea, this kid wants to set up a club."

"I really don't know what to do, but I dare to set up a society. I also heard that the principal met Ye Feng yesterday and suggested that Ye Feng establish it. This kid really dares to agree."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

They have been thinking about the person for so long, and they all want to hold a joining ceremony for Ye Feng!

As a result, now you tell him that the other party wants to create a new club by himself.

Immediately, Mu Yanming's face turned dark, and he froze in place for several seconds without moving.

This blow is really too big.

It hurts to lose a talent.

In the future, he might still be an opponent.

The headmaster personally appointed Ye Feng to run the club, can that be bad?
Even if it wasn't appointed by the principal, relying on Ye Feng's personal strength and his reputation as the number one freshman, he could make the club flourish.

After a long time, Mu Yanming said with a sigh.

"That's all... I'll go and ask him in person later."

"Maybe, what you heard was false news. It would be outrageous for the headmaster to let him run the club himself."

The more Mu Yanming talked, the more guilty he felt, he was just lying to himself.

The influence of Peking University’s associations has not changed for a long time. I heard that this kind of thing has happened before. It is necessary to disperse the influence of Peking University’s associations and be more active.

On the ring, Ye Feng stood quietly, waiting for this man named Li Zhe.

But after a long time, still no one appeared.

The judges continued to call their names.

"Li Zhe, Li Zhe, please come out!"

After shouting twice, a weak voice appeared in the group of freshmen.

"Well, I don't want to fight anymore. If I take the initiative to admit defeat, I won't be on stage, so I won't be beaten..."

Many people looked towards the source of the sound, but no one could be seen.

They all laughed and said.

"Cowhide, this wave is very strong, flee before fighting."

"You can pull it down. The one standing on the stage is Ye Feng. You go and try it? Tian Lulu, who is ranked third in the trial area, has been beaten and needs a long time to cultivate."

"That's right. It's good not to be on stage, so as not to be embarrassed and lose the right to choose a spouse at Peking University."

Ye Feng, who was standing on the stage, was speechless.

Could it be that it hurts him to beat someone?
Obviously not bullying, already very gentle, okay?

He could only shake his head, thinking.

"It's really disappointing. It's good to play against the number one person to gain experience."

He voluntarily conceded defeat before even being on the stage, and the judges had no choice but to stand in the middle of the ring and say aloud.

"Li Zhe admits defeat, Ye Feng wins, and continue to the next game."

"In the second round, Ye Feng from class 3 of combat majors, and Jiang He from class 1 of defense majors, please come on stage."

It doesn't matter to Ye Feng that they have played two games in a row.

But when he heard that he was a defense major, his curiosity was aroused.

This is the rhythm of playing a tortoise shell?
The audience was also in an uproar.

"Wow, it's actually Jiang He from the defense department. His golden bell cover is real cowhide!"

"It's just unlucky to meet Ye Feng, how can I guard against it?"

"Hey, you don't understand this, Jiang He awakened in the Shaolin Festival, and he is full of yang energy, which should be just enough to prevent him!"

Just as he was speaking, a man named Jiang He walked out from the crowd.

This is a bald head, with no hair reflecting at all, his facial features are mighty, and he is upright.

The most outrageous thing was that he was actually holding a magic wand in his hand, with one hand raised to his mouth, like a monk.

After coming to the stage, he bowed to the referee and Ye Feng.

"Good, next is Jiang He."

"I hope the benefactor will show mercy."

While talking, you can still look into his eyes, seems to be faintly excited?

For a moment, Ye Feng couldn't help wondering whether this was a real monk or a fake monk.

However, the whole body of righteousness in him is real, and the Shaolin festival will also have pure yang energy, which can be said to be his nemesis.

The referee didn't care whether the opponent was a monk or not, and declared with a blank expression.

"Game start!"

After speaking, the referee retreated and returned to the side.

And that Jiang He slammed the magic wand in his hand on the ground, and said with a frown.

"Namo Amitabha, possessed by a golden body!"

In an instant, a burst of golden light enveloped him, it could be said to be so bright that it seemed that people couldn't even open their eyes.

The golden light is also reflected on the head without a single hair.

It can be described as glittering gold.

Standing opposite him, Ye Feng could feel his skin tingling slightly.

Both eyes narrowed.

Jiang He, who was holding a magic wand in one hand, finally couldn't help laughing out loud at this moment, his face was extremely happy, and there was a trace of apology mixed in.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have laughed, but I couldn't help it hahaha."

"It's hard to meet someone who can restrain himself, brother, don't blame me for being a bad person."

(End of this chapter)