Chapter 239： Special class through the back door (1/2)

The scene that had been a little noisy fell silent again.

Everyone looked at Su Lang's giant ice palms in disbelief, staring blankly, like sculptures!

Although the Four Young Masters of Xishan were arrogant and domineering, they had already cultivated to the level of generals.

The four generals were killed in seconds, exactly like the ants!

It was shocking, it was incredible!

At this time, Su Lang shook his giant cold ice palm, and the Fourth Young Master of Xishan suddenly fell to the ground like garbage.

Su Lang didn't want their lives, but the bones and tendons were broken.

Moreover, the Fourth Young Master of Xishan was invaded by the force of ice, so he didn't even want to move in a short time.

”What are you doing in a daze?”

Su Lang turned to look at the boys and girls who usually stood beside the sculpture, ”Go, line up to get censored!”

However, no one dared to move!

”Since you are not going, don't blame me for jumping in line.”

Su Lang smiled faintly, then stepped into the wooden building.

The conflict actually lasted just a few minutes.

When Su Lang walked into the wooden building, a teenager who had finished his examination just walked out with a smile.

It seemed that this young man passed the review and officially became a student of Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy.

Following the signs, Su Lang came to a room on the first floor.

There is a black table in the room, behind which sits a small Huafa old man.

”I have seen Teacher Youlu.”

Su Lang arched his hands and said.

”Well, what's your name?”

”Take a look at the token that the admissions tutor gave you.”

The old man Huafa, that is, You Lu glanced at Su Lang, and his expression was a bit dismissive.

Obviously, he saw that Su Lang was almost twenty years old and his cultivation level was not too high. He thought this was a bad seed.

You must know that in this main city of Blue Star, young people who reached the rank of military commander at the age of sixteen or seven are really walking on the ground.

”This is given to me by Mentor Ren Tianfeng.”

Su Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he handed over Ren Tianfeng's tokens and letters.

”Huh? Letter?”

You Lu frowned and looked at Su Lang, ”Which young master are you, afraid that you won't be able to pass the censorship, ask someone to ask for mercy?”

”It was written by Mentor Ren Tianfeng.”