However, Wang Dong is just a child from a wealthy family in the secular world, and he has never heard of the name "Cixiu".

However, among the four kings of Class 7, Chu Mu, who had been lazy, suddenly changed his expression.

"Are you the young head of the Cang family of the Ancient Wu family in Yundong? Cang Shengxiao?"

"Yes, I finally have someone to know each other."

Cangsheng smiled and smiled with a sinister smile, "Since he knows who I am, why don't you get out of me quickly?"

"Mr. Jing, let's change the private room."

Chu Mu was already scared.

A wealthy young master in the secular world cannot be compared with the young head of the ancient martial family.

In terms of strength and identity, he and the laughter of the people are not at the same level as the ones.

"What are you afraid of?"

Jing Yunkun's anger this week has nowhere to vent.

Will he still want to admit defeat in front of so many people tonight?

Then from now on, Jing Yunkun will be labeled as a coward.

"What the young head of the Cang family has never heard of it!"

"Don't forget that we came from Yundong Ancient Martial Arts Academy. Can the status of those ancient martial arts families be compared with our academy?"

When Chu Mu saw Jing Yunkun not listening to advice, he felt even more frightened. Seeing that Wang Dong and Su Keke felt something was wrong.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The people suddenly laughed loudly, as if they heard something extremely funny.

Suddenly, Cangsheng smiled suddenly, his face turned extremely gloomy, and he stared at Jing Yunkun coldly.

"The Yundong Ancient Martial Arts Academy is amazing?"

"Do you think I don't know you are famous waste class students?"

"Your family is also a wealthy family in the secular world, and there is nothing in the ancient martial arts world!"

"When you graduate, will the college protect you waste students like you?"

Every word that the common people laughed made more than a dozen students in Class 7 feel cold.

Indeed, with their qualifications, they practiced in the academy for three years and were the lowest-level ancient warriors. They could not gain a foothold in the ancient martial arts world, and they would not be able to enter major sects.

He can only go home and inherit his family property and show off his power in the secular world.

And Cangshengxiao is the future head of the ancient martial arts family. His strength is definitely above them and he can control an ancient martial arts force.

The combined energy of the more than a dozen or seventh class students present cannot be compared with the laughter of the people.

"Mr. Jing, let's change the private room, right?"

Wang Dong also spoke to Jing Yunkun.

"Walk?

It’s too late to leave now!”

The voice of the laughter suddenly sank, and his eyes were filled with coldness, "I'll kneel down and apologize!"

"Mr. Cang, we don't know that you are the young master of the Cang family. I offended you just now. I'm sorry, but it would be a bit too much to ask us to kneel down."

The smile on Wang Dong's face was a little stiff.

"You kid is the second person who knows things. OK, I won't bother you tonight. Just Jing and Kun are the ones who kneel down to apologize to me alone, and I'll let you out!"

The people laughed and felt that such a decision was already very kind.

Although these dozen students were all from the waste class, they all belong to the Ancient Martial Arts Academy no matter what.

If you oppress too much, you will definitely be brought to the school teacher to maintain the dignity of the school.

But only Jing Yunkun was forced to kneel down and apologize, the college would definitely be too lazy to care about it.

Jing Yunkun's face turned pale and said angrily: "You must kneel down, you are not qualified yet!"

"Mr. Jing, forget it, I'd better kneel down and apologize to Mr. Cang. We'll be fine."

Wang Dong quickly persuaded.

"Yes, yes, just kneel down, what's the big deal?"

More than a dozen students in Class 7 advised each other.

But Jing Yunkun just stood still.

He would not kneel down to the public anyway.

"I said you guys are stupid?

Is this guy not sure if he is the young master of the Cang family?

And even so, can we beat so many of us alone?

After all, we were from the Ancient Martial Arts Academy. "Bang! Before Jing Yunkun finished speaking, he flew backwards and hit the wall of the private room.

Seeing the Cangsheng laughing casually, he kicked Jing Yunkun hard, and everyone took a breath.

Wang Dong, Chu Mu and the others could see at a glance that the gap between them and Cang Shengxiao was too big.

Jing Yunkun is already the most powerful student in Class 7, but he was kicked away by the people with a smile, forming a flash kill.

They were more than a dozen people together, and they were definitely not the opponents of the people who laughed at alone.

What's more, behind the laughter of the people, there were a few young people with unknown strength standing.

The gap in the strength of the ancient martial arts world is so cruel.

There is a clear gap in every small realm.

The strength tester of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy is a good example.

Ancient warriors at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm can exert fist strength of 10-19, while the second level is 20-29, and the maximum gap can reach three times.

"A waste, I dare to show off my power in front of me!"

The people smiled and looked extremely contemptuous.

Jing Yunkun climbed up from the ground with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the common people with resentment.

"Why don't you kneel down for Mr. Cang?"

The people laughed behind a young man shouting.

Chu Mu and the others were so scared that they were trembling and frightened. The oppressive force of the people laughing was too terrifying.

"Mr. Jing, kneel down, the hero will not suffer any loss in front of him!"

Wang Dong looked bitter.

"Even if I, Jing Yunkun, kneel down to the evil teacher Chen, I will never kneel down to this stupid contest!"

Jing Yunkun gritted his teeth, and blood kept spilling out from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I'm quite strong!"

The Cangsheng walked onto the sofa and sat down, giving his friends a wink.

A few people understood it and walked to Jing Yunkun and tortured Jing Yunkun well.

"Stop it! Our head teacher, Teacher Chen, is in the restaurant opposite. I'll call him over now!"

When Jing Yunkun mentioned Teacher Chen, Su Keke suddenly thought that Chen Xuan was in Juxian Restaurant opposite, and Teacher Guan and the others were there, so he wanted to go out and ask the teachers for help.

"Teacher Chen is just an ordinary person, and it's useless if you go there."

Chu Mu sighed.

Originally, Cangsheng laughed and wanted to stop Su Keke from going out, but when Chu Mu said that Teacher Chen was not an ancient martial artist, he immediately felt relieved.

A cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to the waste class to see if your class teacher is even worse than you!"

When the Cangsheng laughed, his friends didn't attack Jing Yunkun anymore and put on a look of watching the show.

Su Keke gritted his silver teeth and ran out of the door.

In a private room at Juxian Restaurant, Chen Xuan was drinking with the teachers when Su Keke suddenly broke in.

"Dear teachers, something big is wrong! Jing Yunkun was beaten!"

"Su Keke, don't mess around, you want to play pranks again, right?"

Guan Shaotang raised his face and scolded.

Because there were many examples of teachers who mischiefs in Class 7 of Grade 1, no teacher in the box would take Su Keke's words seriously, including the enthusiastic Gu Yurou.

"It's not a prank, Jing Yunkun is really about to be beaten to death! The young head of the Cang family is laughing!"

Su Keke explained with a panic look on his face.
To be continued...