Zhong Li held the ruler in her hand and her face turned pale.

Yesterday, when Mr. Zheng and Guo You met with her, Mr. Zheng explained to Zhong Li what he had done when Zhou Zhe left the town.

It turned out that Zhou Zhe had known that this journey to Beijing would have variables and he might not be able to rush back to the town at the established time, so he discussed with Zheng Yanji whether Zhong Li could temporarily take over the position of teaching.

On the one hand, as the girl said just now, the path to genius can only be led by another genius. Last year, Zhou Zhe can do it, Zhong Li can do it, Qian Master Qian can't do it, and Zheng Yanji can't do it. On the other hand, the young girl from the head of the Huangji Sect entered the Panlong Academy and was also an attitude towards the outside world, indicating that the two sides formally formed an alliance in the matter of Panlong Town.

Zhong Li was just a little older and knew that she was too young to convince the public. So she wanted to use the power of thunder to intimidate the students and use the means of spring breeze and rain to gradually accept it. In this matter, Huangji Sect also has selfish intentions. If more than half of the new generation of talented teenagers in Panlong Town are Zhong Li's students, then Huangji Sect will undoubtedly accumulate huge network advantages in the development of more than a hundred years in the next century.

Everything was going well, Dong Erpang was reluctant to let go, Gu Qingyuan admitted defeat, and Gou Yifang had no idea of ​​competing, but Zhao Xifeng, who had recovered from illness, made a fuss! After this confrontation, Zhao Xifeng undoubtedly took on the backbone role in the hearts of the people in the school. The students would naturally join in, support Zhou Zhe, reject themselves, as a new foreign teacher, and if they wanted to sit firmly as a teacher, or even regain their hearts, they would have to work exponentially.

In addition, Zhong Li was the pride of heaven and the youngest daughter of the head of the Huangji Sect. Her name was resounding throughout the capital. No one in the sect or cultivators from other sects dared to speak with such a slight attitude. Even Master Qian treated her with the same status. Today, she was so provoked by a country boy who had just stepped into the gate of cultivation. The little princess was already extremely angry. She thought to herself, since this boy raised a challenge in public, he would just establish her authority with you.

Seeing Zhao Xifeng standing at the door and looking at her with a smile, Zhong Li's mouth curled up a sarcastic smile and said, "Before coming, Uncle Zheng once mentioned to me that there was a young man who had just practiced. When facing the most gloomy and bizarre killer organization in the mainland, he could only be injured and not die by his own efforts. I guess he was the little hero at the door."

This incident was exposed in the school for the first time, and everyone was in an uproar.

Zhao Xifeng bowed indifferently and said, "It's easy to say, how about you, how dare you ask the lady?"

Zhong Li walked out of the side hall with a calm expression with his hands on his back, and passed by Zhao Xifeng, saying coldly without looking back: "Aren't you challenging me? If you can win, I will tell you."

Zhao Xifeng put down the book bag, grimaced at Li Xuan who looked anxious, then turned his head and followed quickly.

When he was injured and recuperated, Zhao Xifeng had communicated with Ku Hai several times. The old monk pointed out that Zhao Xifeng's biggest problem at present is that he has too little experience in fighting with cultivators. Today, he picked up a master of the same age as an opponent. How could Zhao Xifeng miss this opportunity?

The two walked to the small courtyard outside the side hall of the school, and the other students in the side hall also rushed out to watch the competition. After all, since the beginning of their practice, they only cultivated qi and refined the spirit every day. They had never had the experience of fighting with others, nor had they seen the battle between practitioners. They were curious in their hearts. Even Gou Yifang and Gu Qingyuan, who did not like to join in the fun on weekdays, couldn't help but come out to see what was going on.

In the teaching room, Master Qian also slowly walked to the window and paid attention to the contest in the courtyard outside the window. Beside him was an old man who was driving the car for Zhong Li. The old man stood half of Master Qian's position at this time, unlike the kindness and even a little humble when he faced Zhong Li yesterday, the old man was calm and calm at this time, with a grandmaster's demeanor. He lowered his head to drink tea silently, and seemed to have no concern for the competition outside the window.

At this time, it was April in the world. The thorny winter was gradually fading away, and the spring breeze blew green the branches of the treetops. A group of young people who could almost represent the future of the practice world in Dazhou were standing in the courtyard, competing with each other, and competing with each other. How could Master Qian smile without being relieved?

Zhao Xifeng looked at Zhong Li two meters away and put on a standard military fighting skills starting style, and said with a smile: "I am a guest from afar, and I am such a handsome girl again, let you take action first."

Zhong Li wrinkled her nose, her expression was cute, and her tone was contemptuous: "You should go first. If I first, you will never have a chance."

However, before the second half of the sentence was finished, Zhao Xifeng's fist had already flown in front of him. It turned out that Zhao Xifeng had no intention of giving up the initiative from the beginning to the end. He had obtained the most basic experience in the martial arts world from countless battles with Dong Erpang, Jiang brothers and others in the town over the years - to win half the battle first! This girl, who is only about ten years old and even a little younger than him, has the courage to stand on the podium on behalf of Mr. Zhou, is definitely not an ordinary person. In terms of cultivation alone, she must not be able to match her half-baked guy who has just been in the early stage for a few months. If she doesn't seize the initiative, she will have to wait to be beaten.

Zhong Li was even more angry. In the capital, when she was having a conversation with fellow practitioners and even elders, no time did both parties politely perform their own rituals? According to the rules, there was no such a scoundrel!

But she was also afraid of Zhao Xifeng's surprise punch. After all, no matter whether it was practical experience or cultivation, this country boy could not be his opponent, so she also stretched out a delicate and cute palm and greeted the fist in front of her.

The two fists met in the air and made a loud bang. It was the air explosion formed by the squeeze of the air around it. The air waves in the field rolled, as if a firecracker was lit in the courtyard of the school.

After a punch, Zhao Xifeng took two steps back and coughed a few times while covering his chest. However, Zhong Li couldn't stop and took seven or eight steps back until he leaned against the wall of the side hall of the school, and stopped!

This result was beyond everyone's expectations, and it was something that Zhong Li never dreamed of. It turned out that although Zhao Xifeng had only been practicing for less than half a year, due to some special reasons, he consciously or unconsciously absorbed some energy that the stars in the sky soared to the earth on every bright night with the starry sky. If Zhong Li has been practicing since she remembered, and has been suppressing her own realm and laying a solid foundation, then Zhao Xifeng has continued to accumulate starlight since she was born! So compared with the two, from the perspective of pure true energy, Zhao Xifeng is slightly better!

After coughing, Zhao Xifeng hid the arm that he had just collided behind him, stretched his other hand forward, stretched his four fingers, pointed his thumbs together, and pointed in the direction of Zhong Li, and said loudly: "How is it, Junniu, are you still going to fight?" This posture is really a bit burning, but under this situation, everyone in the side hall of the Academy naturally supported Zhao Xifeng, who was local, and even Dong Erpang cheered for him without hesitation.

Zhong Li had a gloomy face and returned to the center of the field. She put away her initial contempt and underestimation of the enemy, and put on a military combat starting style that was almost exactly the same as Zhao Xifeng's just now, and said with a crisp voice: "Come again!"

The breeze blew, and the two stood opposite each other again, and the two boys refused to give in to each other.

Youth is just right and full of vitality.
Chapter completed!