Miss Eight Series Summoner

The apprentice of a certain hermit master? ?

If it is really a disciple of a hermit master who can have such unpredictable speed, then he can understand.

Otherwise, it's really scary!

In the current situation, all the tutors present, including the people watching, seem to be able to explain themselves in this way, or, in other words, even more so.

This thought flashed through, and the mentors who were still angry at Hengsheng just now reduced the anger on their faces inexplicably, looking at Fengxi suspiciously.

"I don't know, what is the name of this little brother? Which young master is it? Under Hefeng, the instructor of the advanced class at East City Summoner Academy had a bit of a misunderstanding just now, I hope the little brother is not surprised."

The one who spoke was the person from the Summoner Academy, and the instructor who had just taken action to block the attack for Fengxi.

His opening made the instructor Jia who wears a martial suit look a little hard to look at.

There is a sense of aggrieved feeling that everything is overwhelmed.

Before Pang Hu's words, he naturally couldn't fail to hear the meaning of his words.

And he was the first to attack Fengxi.

Regardless of the result, it seems that neither of these two have anything to do with their samurai academy. This time the recruitment of students, once again, their samurai academy failed.

damn it!

Thinking of this time, I would be ridiculed and despised by those old guys from the Summoner Academy, and my heart burst into anger.

But at this time, he didn't say much, even if his heart was on fire, he didn't dare to provoke a powerful enemy that might be hidden for the Academy.

Feng Xi naturally didn't know what they were thinking!

Hearing this, he just turned his head slightly and glanced at the 30-year-old Zefeng, and then his eyes fell on Jia Xiu who was holding his hands tightly into fists, with a fierce expression on his face.

Although Feng Xi didn't know what they were thinking, he was not stupid, how could he not see the meaning of it.

The corners of the mouth evoked a slight arc, and the arrogant voice said again; "Misunderstanding? Ha ha! You old man is funny, all you are here are blind? Or, are you deaf as the young master?"

Old man? ?

The smile on Hefeng's face froze!

Is this talking about him? ?

He is only thirty-four years old. For cultivators, he has just reached the age of Fenghua.

Being called an old man is really shameful. In particular, he is now a Summoner in the second-tier mid-term, and can be regarded as a strong existence.

At this time, being called in public, it was really embarrassing that he couldn't get off the stage.

"Whose child is that? It's really arrogant, I'm not afraid of death."

"What do you know, there must be strong people behind them. That is an arrogant capital."

"That's right, I am a wind type summoner, the speed just now, but the slightest wind element is not used!"

"Ah! Really? No wonder it just appeared just like that..."

"Go! Let me tell you, it's just some blind tricks. For the small thing, I can choke to death with one hand."

"Yes, looking at the way the head and face are covered, it looks like a shame..."

"..."

Everyone looked at the strange wind on it, with a touch of surprise and inquiry in their eyes, and could not help but discuss in a low voice. However, there were also many people who were still obviously tainted with mockery.

PC: Ahhhhhh~ I saw a dear who said that this article is finished! Calm down everyone, maybe Tencent has a convulsion, this article just started! It can't be finished so soon, please calm down...