Commanding Wind and Cloud

Isabella nodded repeatedly. Originally, she wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of this money-hating Musokunsa. Now it seems that he is still somewhat useful, at least he can deal with those students who do not want to join the academy through normal channels.

That's right! These two students must be kicked out! Isabella clenched her fists vigorously. Don't think that the two of you can join the Conquest War Academy just because you two have received the letter of recommendation from the Torrent Battle Fort! If this precedent is set, there will be various forces in the future who will use various means to stuff people into the academy.

test? He raised his eyebrows vigorously. Not long ago, he heard the conversation of the three fighter students when they left. This Mosokunsa also beat up the fighter students and sent them to the hospital because of blackmailing the students. Nine out of ten people who are greedy for money are soft bones.

low key? I looked at Isabella with a bad face next to me. If I keep a low profile today, the headmaster will make trouble for me in the future, so why not! What are you doing low-key? Tell this principal in the most high-profile way, even if I don't use the letter of introduction from Battle Fort Flood, there is no problem!

"Test? Yes!"

Momentum opened his arms and walked forward slowly, his body intentionally or unintentionally blocked the line of sight between Chekfleet and Musokunsa, the half-breed of the demon race is a demon warrior with the blood of a fallen angel, he should keep a low profile as much as possible.

Musuo Kunsa stared blankly at the indifferent expression of energy, where did this stunned head come from? What kind of strength can a person who wants to enter the Conquest of War Academy have to come with a letter of introduction from the Battle Fort of the Torrent? Although the main job of a teacher is to be able to teach rather than to pay attention to one's own strength, the teachers of the Conquest of War Academy still have good strength themselves.

With Isabella's half-closed eyes, there was a hint of doubt. What is the background of this young soldier? Is he confident? Or is it because of some family power behind it? Overconfident? The teachers of the Conquest of War Academy also have a basic strength assessment, the worst is the five battles of the devil! Musuo Kunsa is the eight battles against demons!

"Mr. Musokunsa?" Gan Jin looked around at the desks and chairs in the office: "Are we testing here? Or are we going somewhere else?"

Musokunsa took a peek at Isabella, and found that the principal had no intention of going elsewhere. He immediately understood that the principal did not want more people to know about it. As a teacher of the Eight Battles of Conquering Demons, he naturally wanted to take down a soldier student who hadn't even passed the assessment.

"Is this here?" Gan Jin looked up at Isabella standing at the door: "Then, let the principal do justice."

Isabella shrugged her shoulders indifferently, the curiosity in her eyes piled up more and more, and her two eyebrows moved closer to the center of her brows, thinking to herself: This young man's demeanor is very relaxed, and his hands and feet move casually with an indescribable confidence. What cards does he have? If you are really capable, you shouldn't be recommended by a letter of introduction from the Torrent War Fort at all. Just go directly to the exam! Did you miss the exam?

Isabella lightly shook her head and rejected the speculation that she missed the exam. The students of the Elementary School of Magic and Warriors are all under the leadership of the teacher and the headmaster. If their quality is at least slightly better, then the headmaster will never let them miss the opportunity to take the exam! It seems that this young man is just self-confident without reason.

"Then both sides prepare." Isabella said lightly: "For this assessment, try not to hurt the other party. But after all, it is difficult to stop fighting, and injuries may happen. Be motivated, you should think about it before you talk."

Musokunsa nodded with a smile on his face, and secretly praised the principal's words in his heart, and he had prepared the best foreshadowing for himself to hurt people. In this way, if he seriously injured this one called Momentum, that one called Chekfleet would retreat by himself. At that time, it would not be as good as completely offending Battle Fort Hongliu, at least he would send them back a complete relationship student.

"Injured..." Duanfengbuer couldn't help but let out a chuckle, the cigarette holder dangling from his mouth caused a mouthful of cigarettes to enter his throat because of laughing, which made him cough repeatedly and his face flushed red.

Musokunsa paid attention to Duan Fengbuer's strange smile, and a warning sign rose in his heart. Could it be that this motivation really came from the letter of introduction from the torrent fort because he didn't take the exam for special reasons? No matter how! This kid must be severely injured now, otherwise the principal will not let him go because of Bi Luo's incident.

Eight battles against demons!

Before the so-called assessment began, Musokunsa immediately unleashed all his fighting spirit, and the muscles on both sides of his shoulders swelled and grew bigger. The entire shoulder seemed to be twice as wide, as if two thick arms of monsters were attached to his body.

Beast fighting skills! Explosive bear arm! One punch is enough to blast out a thousand catties!

Musokunsa made all preparations at the first time, and this battle must not be lost! absolute! Even if you are laughed at by the principal for being timid, you must fight with all your strength.

Isabella's half-closed eyes turned to Jin Jin's body: "Don't you raise your grudge? The moment the battle starts, it may be too late to raise it again."

Motivation's arms hang naturally on both sides of his body, without even the slightest intention of being fought, and his eyes look at Musuo Kunsa calmly, giving people a look that he does not regard him as an opponent at all, but his spirit has secretly locked on Musuo Kunsa.

This is the special skill of marksmanship! Lock on the opponent, but it is difficult for the opponent to really find out! Qi Jin used to sneak up in a hidden corner, and then complete this kind of locking. Today, for the first time, he began to try this way face to face.

[If you lock your opponent face to face and you will not be discovered, at least you are already a very good stalker. 】

Isabella's half-closed eyes suddenly opened two-thirds, and a hint of doubt flickered in the pupils. What did this person seem to do just now? It seems to have locked Musokunza! Could it be...he was born as an archer?

"Principal, don't you start yet?" Mo Jin looked at Isabella lazily.

"Oh." Isabella touched Ke Jin's eyes and subconsciously agreed, "Start..."

As soon as the words came out of Isabella's lips, Mosokun moved! The arms bent to support the ground suddenly pushed the ground with a slight bend, and the bent legs also pushed the ground together. The body was like a hill about to move.

When Mosokunsa exerted strength in his limbs, his energy moved!

The movement of Qi Jin suddenly changed the momentum of the whole room. The fighting spirit of Fu Mo World War II erupted from the body. Under the high-speed rotation of 15,000 revolutions, it hit the loose soldier uniform with a crackling sound, as if hundreds of sticks were being whipped on Qi Jin's body at the same time.

The two students of the Crusade War College who were on the sidelines only felt their eyes go blurry suddenly. Their energy had already completed a series of actions such as stepping on the ground, bending over, and rushing forward. The speed was as fast and skillful as a real mountain leopard!

This is? Musuo Kunsa's eyes were also blurred. The murderous aura and the impacting airflow faintly looked more like a peerless beast. His body didn't even have time to react. He only heard the vigorous impact and the high-speed movement. The friction between the clothes and the air made a crashing sound, just like a river slapping an embankment.

Fumo World War II? not good! Isabella's half-opened eyes suddenly opened completely, and her beautiful eyes stared round and round, and the fighting spirit of the three battles of subduing demons burst out of her body, and she swung her body and stamped her palm on the energetic fist before Musuo Kunsa.

quick! Isabella didn't expect that the energy would be so fast, let alone that the energy would be so ruthless! As soon as he did it, Musokunsa was going to be severely injured and sent to the hospital!

Although Musuo Kunsa has no teacher's morality, after all... Isabella's face darkened, after all, she was fighting someone in front of her old lady! If someone hits...

A trace of golden fighting spirit condensed in Isabella's palm, and the white, slender and beautiful palm turned into a piece of metal in a blink of an eye. The wrist was shaking at high speed in the air, and a palm shadow was formed in front of Qian Jin in the blink of an eye, as if this small piece of space was controlled under Isabella's palm.

Advanced Fighting Skill: Butterfly Powder Golden Palm! Isabella is confident that this set of fighting skills, which are so fast that it blows people's eyes, is enough to force them back.

retreat? Isabella's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and her psychedelic eyes burst into unexpected surprise. This young man's fighting posture turned out to be advancing! go ahead! go ahead! A fight that never backs down! He implemented this belief into his fighting spirit?

In the blink of an eye, the vigorous and high-speed assaulting body still kept ups and downs, like a jolting assault on the back of a horse. The arm was raised towards the center line, like a sword stabbing, and the fighting energy of one hundred and eight fighting holes, guided by the fighting hole in the center of the chest, all the fighting energy was transmitted to the arms, and the ear-piercing sound creaked and exploded.

Fumo World War II! 15,000 rpm high-speed ground-breaking slash!

boom! The vigorous thrusting palm pierced Isabella's golden and iron palm, and there was a dull collision between the two weapons, as if two extremely heavy weapons collided together.

The battle qi tore and twisted each other in an instant, the sleeve on Qian Jin's arm couldn't bear the entanglement of this high-intensity battle qi and strength, he splattered and exploded countless rags.

Isabella's palm was in severe pain, as if a drill had been pierced into her palm and turned violently. The ground-breaking fighting spirit instantly shattered the Butterfly Pink Gold Palm, and the tyrannical force drove straight into the protection of the broken palm and penetrated her arm.

The speed of this moment is too fast! Isabella was amazed at the moment of the destructive power of the fighting spirit and the lethality of fighting skills in Fu Mo 2, when the fighting energy in her body broke out again, it was already slow for a moment, and she couldn't maintain the original strength under her feet.

not good! Danger! How can this young warrior know which palm of mine is real and which palm is illusion?

Isabella's eyes flickered with puzzled astonishment. Although this set of butterfly pink golden palms was not fully activated, even if they wanted to see through them, the young fighters of the World War II would not be able to see through them!

In an instant, the vindictiveness of Fumo Eight Wars rose rapidly in Isabella's body, and the long hair coiled up behind her head slammed loose under the burst of vindictiveness. With a flick of the wrist, the footsteps were smashed, and the last hair caught the momentum first!

Ke Jin stared straight at Musokunsa, slashing through the air with an indomitable and tragic breath, without even looking at Isabella, his left wrist suddenly shook very subtly at the same time!

Suddenly, the murderous aura in the small office skyrocketed, and a short, crisp, ear-piercing cry came out from the air with a cold light. The skin on the back of Isabella's neck twitched suddenly, her pupils shrank rapidly, and they were filled with dazzling cold lights.

marksmanship! Throwing knife!

In a short distance, the piercing knife suddenly appeared! Isabella's vindictiveness in the eight battles of subduing demons still couldn't stop the fighter-level throwing knife, and she hurriedly dodged to the side. The knife almost brushed her towering twin peaks, halfway into the wall, and only a little bit of the knife tail remained outside the wall.

Click! The vigorous ground-shattering cut abruptly broke Musokunsa's raised arms in a hurry to defend himself. The moment the severe pain was transmitted to the brain along the arms, the vigorous soles of his feet accurately imprinted on his chest, and a series of cracking sounds of bone breaking sounded again, making the scalp tingling sound in the quiet office.

The vigorously bent right leg straightened suddenly, and Musokunsa's body was bent like cooked shrimp. He flew upside down and slammed into the wall not far behind him, causing another dull bang. His body slid along the wall to the ground little by little, and a light layer of dust fell from the ceiling of the house.

Moment! hit hard! Isabella froze in place, looking in surprise at the decisiveness of the shot! Amazing sense of combat! Could it be that he was born with an amazing sense of fighting? Or is he a life and death battle? In just a short moment, can you tell the reality and illusion of the Butterfly Pink Golden Palm? And that flying knife!

If it wasn't for the eight battles against demons...if it wasn't for the long life-and-death battle...Isabella felt a wave of fear again, and a little cold sweat rolled down her spine. If it wasn't for this young man named Jin Jin who just wanted to defeat Musokunza and stop the rescuers, then the power of the knife just now might be even stronger!

At his age... Isabella stared blankly and shook her head slightly. Unless a young man of this age has been fighting on the battlefield of humans and demons every day since he was ten years old, it is absolutely impossible for him to have such combat experience and skills! Could this be his natural sense of fighting?

Demon crusading World War II, amazing resolution and decisiveness! There is also a terrifying throwing knife shooting technique! Moreover, he is just an ordinary warrior, not a bloodline warrior! The more Isabella looked at the drive, the more amazed she became. How could such a person not pass the test?

"puff……"

Musokunsa spat out a cloud of thick and pungent blood, breaking the silence of the office.

Looking at Isabella energetically and quietly, since he has decided not to keep a low profile in his actions, he must use the high profile to the highest level, absolutely not allowing Musokunsa to be rescued by Isabella.

Want to beat me to the hospital? He glanced vigorously and coldly at Musokunsa who was lying on the ground, then you must be prepared to be sent to the hospital for the same beating.