Hunting College

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Some people will faint when faced with great pressure, some will be silent when faced with great pressure, some will collapse and yell when faced with great pressure, and some will face I like to talk about things when I am under great pressure, and I reduce my blood pressure by distracting myself.

For example, in the current pavilion, facing the community leaders of Alpha Academy, Meng Li used the last method.

"Well, you're the guy from Alpha Academy called Rano." The little witch puffed her face and thoughtfully stroked the little white cat she was holding in her arms: "I was caught by someone at night. Dare to threaten us... the bad guys are like this!"

The little white cat shook his tail and looked helpless—fortunately, Li Meng did not faint today, but it seemed that the others were too nervous. Xu Ye realized this, Zheng Qing quickly took a quick glance at the little witch, sighed, and said:

"Things in this world are not that simple...Children are good and bad, and adults only look at the pros and cons."

"Oh, it's rare for you to see it so thoroughly." Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little surprised.

Zheng Qing felt a little red on his old face.

"Ah, I didn't say this sentence, it was said by Dickens or Lu Shuren, or other great writers." Although young public-funded students don't mind others complimenting themselves, they really mind others treating themselves as others, so I immediately clarify Said: "I just made a slight change, and then borrowed it."

Although he and Xiao Xiao were witty words, their eyes did not relax at all.

At the same time, Zhang Jixin put his hands behind him and made a few gestures. The hunters of the guilt hunting team quietly changed their formation. The elder and the fat man left and right horns. Zheng Qing was in the middle. After Xiao Xiao pressed, the blue **** hid in the dark, while Linguo dragged Li Meng and Su Ya, hiding in the formation The most central.

Two little animals were left, and they jumped onto Zheng Qing's shoulders.

The little white cat is on the left and Poseidon is on the right.

The two tails on the left and the right hooked to the neck of the young public student, unexpectedly giving people a very warm feeling. Even so, Zheng Qing could still feel the faint trembling from Poseidon's big tail.

Mike King Seprano took a lot of time to watch the first-year freshmen on the opposite side change the hunting formation, watch them take out the book of law, draw out a stack of talisman paper, watch the blue bird holding the sword and disappear into the dark In the middle, watching Zhang Jixin put on his gloves, Zheng Qing raised his talisman, watching Xiao Xiao take out the tortoise shell, watching Fatty Xin's round face gradually turn blue under the dim wind lamp, and his body slowly enlarged.

"Faith is a terrible thing. It always gives the weak a wrong feeling... It makes them feel that they seem to be able to defeat fate. In fact, the **** of Fate likes to play with people like this most."

Seprano spoke slowly and groaned without illness.

That's it, Zheng Qing secretly complained in his heart-he found that whether it was Serprano, Victor Don Corleone, or Raymond Reddington, etc., these community leaders always like to be with others, Especially when you talk to strangers like philosophy.

It seems that this can raise their grades, elevating them from the level of small gangsters to the level of thoughtful and educated big brothers.

But Zheng Qing feels that the main reason why these big guys tell stories and talk about philosophy is because they don’t have any more interesting life skills other than fighting and killing. They can only talk about similar vague topics. Two plausible truths can show their very cultural appearance.

Using Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, this belongs to their need to pursue self-realization after meeting their need for respect.

Siprano naturally didn't know Zheng Qing's slander in his heart, and still talked about those nonsense slowly.

"...This is not a wise move." Ceprano narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura revealed in his eyes: "Or, do you think a bad new hunting team can cause me any obstacles? ?"

"scare!!"

The little white cat squatting on his left shoulder snarled ferociously at Seprano.

This low growl interrupted the nonsense of the group boss, broke the depressed atmosphere in the room, made the little fox on Zheng Qing's left shoulder **** up his ears, and made Zheng Qing, who had always been gloomy, laugh out loud.

"Not as good as a cat!" The young public servant raised the talisman in his hand, not talking, snapped the trigger, and the roaring talisman slammed into Seprano with a trace of light blue. What also happened was Zheng Qing's roar after suppressing for a long time: "Do it!"

The light green talisman slammed into Siprano's arms, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large vine, and it spread out, as if a brutal big mouth grunted, swallowing the fat wizard in one mouthful.

"Recipe, Shining!"

Seprano’s low spell sounded in the vines, and a touch of orange sparks bloomed. At the same time, his squat and sturdy body seemed to be a slippery swimming fish, breaking free from the vines and appearing in You. Oblique rear of the crime hunter.

"Eight o'clock! Double'my horse', let go!"

Zheng Qing shouted sharply without turning his head back.

What responded to him was Xiao Xiao and Lin Guo's neatly cursed voices: "My Ma Xuanhuang!" "My Ma Xuanhuang!"

Two earth-yellow spells brushed Zheng Qing's side, blowing the corners of his robe, and hungry tigers pounced on Seprano's feet.

Seprano held a book on the left and right, and also responded with two spells, one to break the mysterious yellow spell, keeping his sight clear; the other to block the curse, stabilize his state:

"There are four directions, everything is clear!"

"Don't shake, don't move~www.ltnovel.com~Don't be stunned (nǎn), don't be upset!"

Seeing that both of Seprano's hands were occupied by the Book of Fa, Zhang Jixin, who was already prepared, yelled, "Go!" before Zheng Qing could speak.

Then they left and right with Fatty Xin, waving their fists towards Seprano.

Everyone in the Yougui Hunting Team knows that if only the number and intensity of the spells mastered, their few first-year freshmen desperately can't compare to the senior Ceprano.

The only glimmer of hope is to use his own strengths to attack the other's shortcomings-such as Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin's fists, the blue bird's sword, and Zheng Qing's talisman-before Seprano has opened up the battle to release a higher intensity Spell, defeat it close.

Admittedly, this tactic is not necessarily much better than group fights, but for the current freshmen, it seems to be the only hope for victory.

Seprano is worthy of being a senior public student and the founder of the Cheung Kei Hunting Team. Faced with the successive blows from the Yougui Hunting Team, he did not panic. Instead, he threw a curse to defuse the situation, and it was easy to do it again. A wizard escaped from the siege.