The 1825th Chapter Great Revenge (1)

As soon as Lu Xing said this, Xuanyuan Wei was a little dumbfounded.

No, it shouldn't be like this! Senior Brother Lu was obviously treated unfairly by Dean Du, why, why did it become like this.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wei finally realized how stupid his behavior was.

"Senior Brother Lu, I, I..."

Xuanyuan Wei carefully wanted to touch Lu Xing, but was avoided by Lu Xing.

Lu Xing ignored Xuanyuan Wei and turned to Du Hedao, "Dean, I'm a little unwell, I hope the dean will allow me to return to the courtyard to rest."

Knowing that Lu Xing was embarrassed to continue to stay here, Du He just let him learn a lesson, so he didn't feel embarrassed and simply agreed.

"Thank you, Dean."

After Lu Xing nodded to Xuanyuan Fan and his sister, he turned around and left.

As for Xuanyuan Wei, he didn't even give a peripheral vision.

Xuanyuan Fan knew that Lu Xing was angry with his sister and wanted to say something, but since this was not the place to talk, he could only pat Lu Xing on the shoulder apologetically.

"Brother, then you have a good rest." Looking at his brother's back, Lu Xue said a little worriedly.

"Lu, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu, wait for me."

Seeing Lu Xing leave, Xuanyuan Wei hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing the back of Lu Xing leaving quickly, Lu Zijia couldn't help but light a wax for him.

Being stuck with such a pitiful pig teammate as Xuanyuan Wei shows how tragic Lu Xing will be in the days to come.

While there was a farce off the arena, another battle had been decided on the arena, leaving only Xu Xiu and Feng Zhijiang in the final second arena.

"Xu Xiu, you die for Lao Tzu!"

After the attacks were easily resolved by Xu Xiu with the array plate, Feng Zhijiang finally threw out seven or eight Henry Zhang-level high-level Fu Lu in a rage.

That fierce posture, as if he really wanted to take Xu Xiu's life.

Xu Xiu didn't rush, and he also threw out seven or eight arrays to resist.

"Bam—"

The collision of two huge forces made a huge noise.

Seeing Xu Xiu defusing his attack again, Feng Zhijiang's eyes turned red with anger.

He thought he could kill Xu Xiu in the shortest time, but he didn't expect that Xu Xiu was like a stinky and hard rock, and he couldn't do anything at all.

Thinking that the mouse, who used to be under his control only to flee for his life, has become his opponent today, and he can't do anything about it, Feng Zhijiang became more and more angry.

"I don't believe it, I can't help you!"

Feng Zhijiang suddenly put away the spiritual tool in his hand, and the next moment, he had more than a dozen Fu Lu and five or six inscription explosion balls in his hands.

As the voice fell, Feng Zhijiang threw all the Fu Lu and the inscription explosion ball in his hand at once, and activated it instantly.

Seeing this, Xu Xiu's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly, and while he quickly condensed his defense, he also threw out ten arrays.

"Boom bang bang-"

The loud collision and explosion made the cultivators in the entire square have the illusion that the ground was shaking, and many cultivators showed a look of horror.

"puff--"

Although most of the power of Feng Zhijiang's Fu Lu and the Inscription Flame Ball were resisted by the ten arrays thrown by Xu Xiu, a small part still fell on Xu Xiu.

Disregarding the surging qi and blood in his body, Xu Xiu poured his spiritual power into his feet and stepped on the ring suddenly, stabilizing his body, which was rapidly retreating.