The strongest college of the heavens

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Pan Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression brightened.

Sure enough, he still has some reputation. The reason why no one paid attention to him in the last admissions assessment event should be that the circle is different.

This time, in the assessment of generals, as expected, as soon as he reported his name, someone recognized him.

"Hahaha...Pan Feng, I know her too."

"Prefect Han Fu said, I have general Pan Feng who can kill Hua Xiong."

"Pan Feng mounted a horse with a big ax in hand. Not long after leaving, the flying horse came to report: Pan Feng was beheaded by Hua Xiong again."

Ao Bai strode forward, striding between Pan Feng and Lu Bu, looked at Pan Feng contemptuously, and couldn't help but recite a passage of storytelling that he once heard from a scholar.

"You are not even Hua Xiong's opponent, how dare you be so rampant?"

"Hua Xiong is just a nobody, and he can't even catch Guan Yu's sword."

"Don't say that Guan Yu is here, even if Lu Bu is here, he is not my opponent."

"My servant, don't change your name when you walk, don't change your surname when you sit, Oboi, the number one master in the Qing Dynasty."

"I will reserve one in advance for the students of Zhutian College this time."

Chapter 143 Nan Panfeng, Bei Lu Bu [3 more, ask for a monthly ticket! 】

Ao Bai didn't have any fear, he looked all around with contemptuous eyes, the reason why he has today's status is all because of his sword and gun.

His title as the number one master in the Qing Dynasty was not bestowed by others, but earned by him with real kung fu.

Whether Pan Feng or Hua Xiong, in his eyes, they were just small characters who were hacked to death.

As for Guan Yu and Lu Bu, they just asked him to be more serious.

Others thought the ancients were powerful and brave, but he, Oboi, disagreed. He was number one in the world. No matter which general stood in front of him, he would dare to say this sentence confidently.

"impossible!"

Pan Feng glared at Ao Bai with anger on his face.

It's not that he hasn't fought against people before, and there are not many people in Jizhou who can fight him for dozens of rounds.

His bravery and combat power were recognized by Mu Hanfu of Jizhou.

Hua Xiong, he had never even heard of his name.

"You want to mess with my mind, you have the wrong idea."

"My sixty-pound big ax will tell you how strong I am."

Pan Feng's expression froze, restrained his anger, and looked at Ao Bai with a sneer.

He almost fell for it!

He had never heard of the name Hua Xiong at all, and he had also heard of a man named Lu Bu in Bingzhou who was so brave that he beat barbarians who dared not enter Bingzhou.

After Pan Feng's words fell, many generals in the crowd shook their weapons.

I didn't know what was going on, but all of a sudden my confidence surged up.

"Nan Panfeng, Bei Lu Bu, I am a brave general who is as famous as Lu Bu, how can I be affected by your foul language?"

Pan Fengfu's heart came to him, and he said loudly.

South Panfeng, North Lu Bu!

It sounds very pleasing to the ear.

"In the entire Eastern Han Dynasty, only Lu Bu and I were able to fight for thirty rounds."

He, Pan Feng, would also use it to hit the morale of the enemy.

Aobai wanted to disturb his mind, but he disturbed Oboi's mind in turn.

Lu Bu, "???".

Who is Aobai?

Dare to fight him?

South Panfeng, North Lu Bu?

He, Lu Bu, would never admit it!

"Also, who here has heard your name, Oboi?"

"There are people here who know my reputation, Pan Feng."

Just when Lu Bu was about to run away, Pan Feng suddenly turned to look at Lu Bu, nodded and thanked.

He, Pan Feng, has always been polite to his admirers.

"There are people here who know me, Oboi, just stand up. During the exam, if possible, I can help you a little bit."

Ao Bai sneered.

This Pan Feng is really a frog in a well.

Return to Panfeng in the south and Lu Bu in the north?

He should let this local turtle know his reputation as Oboi.

"Do you know Oboi?"

Yu Wencheng hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked the handsome man in white helmet and white armor holding a gentian silver gun.

"No."

Zhao Yun whispered.

He has been honing his martial arts in Baima Yi under Gongsun Zan in Youzhou, and he doesn't know much about the outside world.

"However, I've heard of Pan Feng's reputation, her power is boundless..."

Youzhou is connected to Jizhou, and he heard other Baima Yicong tell about the legend of Jizhou Admiral Pan Feng, but he stopped in resentment after halfway talking.

It never occurred to him that Pan Feng was using a sixty-pound axe, which was not a weapon that a powerful person should use at all.

"Perhaps General Pan Feng is an agile general."