Didn’t kneel down.
Laosheng lamented.
This time, someone from the crowd of new disciples cheered for the young man in a low voice.
Mi August also heard Hao Ming’s excited whisper, “Good job.”
But this level is already the limit for teenagers.
One of his arms was shaking violently and he was shaking.
“August.”
It turns out that Li Qiu is here.
She walked to Mi August and looked at the boy, “He won’t be able to hold on anymore.”
Yan Yan looked at Li Qiu’s expression and smiled: “You want to help him?”
Li Qiu shook his head, “I can’t help, and I can’t help. They are one-on-one now. If someone goes to help, there will definitely be more people from the old students coming forward, and then the situation for us newcomers will be even worse.”
Hao Ming, who was originally full of enthusiasm and ready to take action, stopped when he heard this and said angrily: “Fortunately, Li Qiu reminded him in time.”
Yan Yan said: “So what if you were reminded in time, there are many people who are as stupid as you.”
Hao Min said displeased: “How can you say that to a fellow student who enrolled at the same time as you?”
Mi August found that his words and attitude had unconsciously tied him to this new generation of disciples, and formed a trend against the old students of the previous generation.
Yan Yan smiled tenderly, “Okay, okay, I was wrong. I just said it casually.”
Facing a woman acting coquettishly, Hao Min could not gather his anger and could only give up on the verge of death.
The stupid person Yan Yan was talking about was the young man who walked out among the freshmen and helped the young man with one arm on the ground.
The faces of the old students became even more playful.
Just as this man’s hand put his hand on the young man’s shoulder.
“I come.”
The young man next to Pang Shan smiled.
The spiritual pressure dropped.
Two levels of spiritual pressure are superimposed.