Chapter 242 The Team Approves, Ready to Go!

Five minutes is up.

An Sheng finally stopped avoiding.

Jin Wenze looked happy, thinking that his chance had come, he bullied him and waved his fist again to greet An Sheng's chubby face.

If he wants to avenge this one eye, he must beat An Sheng into panda eyes too!

brush!

Jin Wenze was shocked, and the familiar feeling came again.

No matter how fast he punched and how explosive the force of his fist was, when his figure was about to approach An Sheng, he stilled uncontrollably again.

His whole body was imprisoned and he couldn't move.

This time, An Sheng didn't play any more heartbeats, and didn't let Jin Wenze's fist be only one centimeter away from the tip of his nose.

When Jin Wenze was about one meter away from him, he used his spiritual power to forcibly restrain Jin Wenze's figure, and then An Sheng raised his right fist, and with a thought, Jin Wenze's body floated out of thin air, ringing three hundred and sixty in midair After ten degrees, he flew and slammed into An Sheng's fist.

boom!

An Sheng's fist hurt for a while, and he took a deep breath.

The first-level defense of a martial artist is really not enough, even his extremely fragile eyes can make his fists hurt.

However, no matter what, he finally stamped a panda seal on Jin Wenze's right eye, which was finally symmetrical.

Cool.

See if this kid dares to be arrogant in front of his An Shuai in the future, hum, dare to look down on him, this is the end!

Now, An Sheng even wanted to hold up his middle finger, and shouted at Chu Feiyun and the others: Who else!

"This is... mental power imprisonment?!"

"An Sheng is really a spiritual teacher?!"

On the one hand, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but exclaimed, he had already had doubts about An Sheng's strength before, but now that An Sheng actually controlled Jin Wenze's body to float around in the air, with a lot of flexibility, he confirmed this guess even more.

The little fat guy named An Sheng in Class 29, Senior Three,

It's a psychiatrist!

Psychiatrist!

No one in a million, among the South China Martial Arts School, except for Hu Yangcheng from Class 28 who was announced yesterday, because of the mock exam in "Salvation", he accidentally awakened his spiritual power, and he has never heard of it before. Does anyone have such luck.

Now, the strength shown by An Sheng in front of him is no longer as simple as a simple spiritual awakening.

This guy was able to use his spiritual power to imprison Jin Wenze, who was a first-level martial artist, which showed that his spiritual power cultivation had at least reached the level of a first-level or even second-level psychiatrist.

This kind of spiritual cultivation is definitely not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

It's really deep enough to hide!

Chu Feiyun sighed in his heart, and suddenly glanced at Yang Fan who was standing opposite. These two guys are both from the bottom class of Class 29, and they both like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

Is it really that interesting to pretend to slap your face or something?

Chu Feiyun really couldn't understand it. As the saying goes, things of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Why do geniuses like Yang Fan and An Sheng like to hang out with a group of garbage who are destined to have no achievements?

Especially Yang Fan, who got mixed up in such a despicable situation as "the shame of South China", and was pointed at and scolded by people every day. Would it really be that fun?

The brains of these two people must not be sick, right?

Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui were also shocked when they heard the words, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Chu Feiyun in disbelief.

"Boss Chu, you read that right, is that fat man really a spiritual teacher?"

Zhu Yuchen couldn't help asking, this joke was not funny at all.

Chu Feiyun said: "It's not wrong. Ordinary rune tools don't have the ability to manipulate and move others. This is the spiritual power exclusive to spiritual masters."

Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui were speechless at the same time.

Although they don't know much about the group of psychiatrists, they are very aware of the rarity and power of psychiatrists.

Among the fighters of the Federation, it is rare to see one in a million spiritual masters, but this is not a joke.

Seeing that Jin Wenze was only a step behind them in strength, An Sheng was controlling him in mid-air like a doll, unable to go up or down, the two of them had no doubts in their hearts.

Sigh at the same time.

God, is he blind? Why is this wretched little fat man in front of him able to awaken his spiritual power, but these handsome martial arts geniuses are not treated so well?

Didn't you say that appearance determines everything, why are you so stupid again?

On the opposite side, An Sheng was only a second-level psychiatrist after all, with limited mental strength, he could barely control Jin Wenze for about three seconds.

Three seconds later, Jin Wenze's psionic energy burst forth and he regained his ability to move.

But this time, he was no longer as angry as before, and continued to attack An Sheng with his fists.

The conversation between Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen just now was not deliberately avoided, and Jin Wenze heard it clearly.

After knowing that An Sheng might be a psychiatrist, the experience of being controlled by his body twice in a row told Jin Wenze that he was not yet An Sheng's opponent.

If An Sheng is really a spiritual teacher, it means that until now, An Sheng has not used his best fighting method to deal with him. Otherwise, if a spiritual attack comes down, with his current martial arts will, he will not be able to resist it at all. .

Psychic attacks have always been known to be fierce and difficult to defend against. If An Sheng really hit him like this, Jin Wenze would definitely make a big fool of himself, and might even be seriously injured.

"Student Jin, do you want to continue?"

An Sheng looked up triumphantly at Jin Wenze who was looking at him vigilantly. He enjoyed the startled, fearful and incredible eyes of his opponent very much, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

Jin Wenze took a step back cautiously, and probed his voice and asked, "Are you a spiritualist?"

An Sheng puffed up his chest, and said frightenedly: "Let me introduce myself again, I am An Sheng, a second-level psychiatrist, An Sheng!"

There should be screams and applause here!

An Sheng glanced dissatisfiedly at the surrounding audience. Chu Feiyun and the others were all staring at him dumbfounded, shocked and surprised, but none of them cheered.

What a disappointment.

This is his first show as a second-level psychiatrist!

Is it that difficult for these people to show a little bit of admiration and envy in their eyes, and then call 666 by the way?

"Okay! Let's call it a day."

Yang Fan interrupted An Sheng with a loud voice. He knew this fat man very well, and he couldn't stop shivering. If he was allowed to show off like this, he wouldn't have enough time in the morning.

"An Sheng is a team member specially recruited by Principal Chen Guang. It is used as a secret weapon of our South China team. I hope you all keep it secret. At least don't let this news out before the start of the group arena."

Yang Fan solemnly explained something to Chu Feiyun and the others. The four looked serious and nodded solemnly at the same time.

At this time, no one questioned the existence of An Sheng anymore. As a second-level psychiatrist, An Sheng's existence could indeed be used as a trump card at critical times.

Psychiatrist, very rare.

The four of them were even faintly excited. After all, it was very difficult for them to have the opportunity to fight with the Psychiatrist.

"Let's get to know each other formally, classmate An Sheng!" Duan Xiaorui stood up first, and gently stretched out his right hand to An Sheng: "Senior Class 2, Class 3, Duan Xiaorui, nice to meet you!"

An Sheng stepped forward, grasped Duan Xiaorui's soft and boneless hands with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you, I have heard about the name of the beautiful Duan for a long time, and today I finally met the real person!"

Duan Xiaorui smiled lightly, shook her right hand slightly, and easily withdrew her little hand from An Sheng's two pig claws, "Student An Sheng is really funny."

This fat man actually wants to take advantage of his old lady, hum!

An Sheng didn't want to finish it, and began to complain about his martial arts talent again. If the martial arts cultivation base was not only the fifth level of martial arts, Duan Xiaorui would never break free from his hand so easily, and he could hold it for a few more seconds.

Zhu Yuchen also came over at this time, and also extended his right hand to An Sheng: "Zhu Yuchen, Class 1, Senior Three, nice to meet you!"

An Sheng curled his lips lightly, and was about to say nonsense that I never shake hands with men, but Yang Fan coughed quietly.

The little fat man shook his body, and quickly stretched out his right hand to shake Zhu Yuchen politely: "It's a pleasure to meet you! Classmate Zhu Yuchen, I am also very happy to meet you!"

After that, Jin Wenze walked up to An Sheng with two panda eyes, stretched out his right hand and said, "Let's get to know each other again, Jin Wenze, Class 2, Grade 3."

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other!" An Sheng saw the pair of black and blue eyes on Jin Wenze's face, without any embarrassment, he reached out and shook Jin Wenze's hand firmly, and said, "It's classmate Jin, let's compete again when we have the opportunity!"

The corner of Jin Wenze's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer.

I'm not a masochist, before I'm absolutely sure, the idiot will come to you to discuss it again!

In the end, Chu Feiyun was the only one who didn't come over. Yang Fan's eyes shifted lightly, and he turned to look at Chu Feiyun.

The same is true for Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, and Jin Wenze. Now that everyone is a team, since they have recognized each other, it would be inappropriate to be so out of group, right?

Sensing the eyes of everyone, Chu Feiyun stepped forward, took a deep look at An Sheng, and then slowly stretched out his right hand: "Chu Feiyun, Class 1, Senior Three!"

Simple and straightforward, no polite words like nice to meet you.

An Shengyile, this guy is very proud.

"I know you, the first genius of the South China Martial Arts School in a hundred years, our star student of this year." An Sheng reached out to shake his hand and said: "If there is no Brother Fan, you must still be our first brother in South China !"

Chu Feiyun felt a little bit pained.

Why does this fat man deserve such a beating? I really think that no one can deal with you because you are a spiritual teacher?

Chu Feiyun exerted a little force on his right hand, and An Sheng's hand bones creaked, his chubby little face was so painful that it was almost deformed, and his face was so red that his neck was thick.

This Chu Feiyun, who killed a thousand swords, dared to do something wrong.

An Sheng was not too polite, his mental power exploded instantly, and he directly stabbed Chu Feiyun in the head.

Chu Feiyun's face was reddish, then he shook his head lightly as if nothing had happened, and looked at An Sheng with a faint smile.

His guess was indeed correct, this little fat man's mental strength could only deal with warriors of level two and below, and for a level three martial artist like him, the impact was not as serious as imagined.

"Student An Sheng, we must get close to each other in the future, I am very optimistic about you."

Chu Feiyun raised his hand and patted An Sheng's shoulder heavily, showing a rare enthusiasm.

An Sheng's body was shocked, and he wanted to vomit blood when he was photographed, and his right hand seemed to be on fire, and he couldn't get it out no matter what.

Chu Feiyun's strength was completely beyond his expectations, and the mental shock he was proud of had no effect on Chu Feiyun's body.

Yaoshou!

It's overdone!

An Sheng couldn't help but look at Yang Fan asking for help, he couldn't stand Chu Feiyun's enthusiasm.

Yang Fan turned his head gently, as if he didn't see anything.

This fat man is definitely the kind of master who will shine brightly when given a little sunshine. If he is not taught a little lesson, his tail can be raised into the sky.