Luo Lin followed Danjin with a cool breeze, looking in his gaze curiously, and asked casually: "What are you looking at... McColls!"

Luo Lin's exclamation immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. A series of low cry of surprise came one after another, and in an instant, almost all his attention was placed on the person who was busy watching.

His ordinary height, short golden hair, and the muscles on his shoulders are particularly prominent and swelling. Even if he is covered by a warrior suit, he cannot hide the scent of power.

Before McColls emerged, all students of the Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy recognized the number one first place. The third-grade sixth-grade warrior and rich fighting experience have always been firmly in the first place.

The players who formed a small square array made way out to both sides, giving up a relatively spacious passage to McColls, who was moving towards the motivated.

"Are you motivated?" McColls used his height two years older than motivated and half a head taller, and said lightly from a downward angle: "I was not at school a few days ago. I heard from my back last night that many people praised you as the number one in this college..."

The faces of the onlookers changed almost at the same time, and the excitement and expectation replaced the fatigue of being entrenched on their faces and not wanting to retreat because they woke up early.

In the past few days, there have been quite a dispute over whether the motivation has become the strongest student in the academy. Some people think that the motivation will be the strongest next year, and the strongest today is still the third-grade McColls. Some people say that the motivation plays equally superbly and may not lose to the McColls who are good at playing.

Because of who is the first among the students in the academy, it has been vaguely divided into two factions, the support faction and the down-and-coming faction.

Now that McColls comes to the door as soon as he returns to the academy, although his words are very calm, the naked smell of challenge gunpowder cannot be hidden at all, or he has never thought about hiding it.

No matter which college is good, there is always only one first person! The first person in any college will not be willing to give up this throne. This is not just because of glory. At the same time, the first person does have many privileges among students.

"This..." Dangjin raised his hand and scratched his head with a little finger. His right foot suddenly raised his strength. The seventh level of fighting force was poured into his legs and stepped on the ground hard. A muffled sound hitting everyone's hearts came from the quiet campus!

Level 7 Fighting! Many people were sucking in the air conditioner, and some even forgot to breathe. A large number of students looked at Dingsheng in disbelief, wondering if they had not woken up? How could a soldier student who was only a first-grade student have the strength of Level 7 Fightingsheng!

McCaus's expression of challenge was stiff, and the surprise in his eyes was mixed with a lot of suspicion. He secretly guessed in his heart whether he had entered the Dou Ling Array through other means and channels in advance? Otherwise, this would be impossible. How could a first-grade warrior student have a level seven fighting spirit? Could he be a blood warrior who awakens blood power at the primary level? It's impossible! He must have entered the Dou Ling Array! This must be the case!

In an instant, McColls saw the energetic eyes! His whole body suddenly shook, and his legs subconsciously rushed backwards. In the blink of an eye, sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Murderous aura! McCaus looked at the spirit in horror, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he secretly wondered whether this young man was a human being? He was a first-grade warrior student, so how could he emit such an amazing murderous aura in his eyes! It was clearly the murderous aura that had only been killed by the person who had crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the battlefield that he had killed hundreds or even thousands of people!

Fighting with such a person? McColls couldn't raise any fighting will at all. He was completely afraid just by looking at the murderous eyes!

McCaus looked at the ground, and didn't dare to look at the energetic eyes. He kept asking himself in his mind, how could this be possible? How could he have so much murderous aura? Not to mention me, even a veteran soldier who has actually been on the battlefield, he might not have such murderous aura.

"That's right..." He looked up at McCoys: "Senior, can I say that I am the strongest student in this college now? If not..."

Bang! Another sound of foot-stepping on the ground spread throughout the campus. McColls's face suddenly changed drastically, his pupils suddenly contracted like the size of a needle. A few drops of shocked cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. His legs were unable to support his body. He knelt on the ground with a thud and stared blankly at the ground.

"How is this... possible..." McColls's eyes were filled with disbelief, and in an instant, his whole spirit seemed to have completely collapsed. The strength he exuded when he stomped his feet for the second time was actually level 8 fighting spirit!

Other students have never seen level 8 fighting spirit, and cannot determine the difference between the first heel and the second kick of motivation. However, McColls has seen an old soldier who has used level 8 fighting spirit, and the feeling is exactly the same as the one I used just now!

"This... should be OK?" Energetic words floated into McCaoth's ears from behind.

Yes...Mccos' lips were indescribable bitterness. Level 8 fighting spirit can indeed be called the first student in Auckland Magic and Warrior Students. Even if his playing style is stronger than his own strength, the difference between these two levels of fighting spirit is enough to ignore the problem of experience playing style.

A battle that everyone was looking forward to ended suddenly after stomping his feet. A group of students were puzzled by what had just happened. Even if the two sides were at this level of fighting, McCaus's experience and fighting style could make up for many gaps. There might be a chance to really start. How could this person give up the title of student so easily?

"Sure enough, it's still a great thing to be strong enough." He jogging on the campus playground, recalling the stomping of his feet just now, made McColls' expression change, and he couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Danjin, what happened just now?" Rollin moved his fat body and sucked beside Danjin: "Today, the teacher and the principal are not around, and I have no place to ask. What happened just now? Why did McCaus admit defeat when you stamped your feet?"

"You should ask him about this instead of asking me, I don't know much about it."

"Classmate, we are roommates and classmates now. I will be your brother-in-law in the future. How can you not tell me the truth..."

"Classmate, relatives cannot recognize each other randomly. Okay, I will tell you the reason quietly. I just used the level 8 fighting force for the second kick..."

Thump... Luo Lin's fat body was shocked, and his two fat legs didn't rush over for a while. He fell to the ground firmly and raised his head and shouted: "Is it true or false?"

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