C32 Is this really a teacher of Chinese Studies?

Li Feng and Xue Ling stood facing each other, there was a stage in front of them, and a short spear that had already been disassembled was placed on the stage.

The parts of the short spear were scattered in front of Li Feng and Xue Ling. In order to maintain fairness, the parts of the two short spears were placed on the stage like mirrors.

"I think it would be better if someone called out, right?" Xue Ling said as he looked at Li Feng.

"I don't care." Li Feng turned his head and said.

"Then Miss Lin will shout for us to start, how about it?" Xue Ling said as she looked at the nervous Lin Fenghuang.

"Xue Ling!" After Lin Fenghuang heard Xue Ling's words, she stared at him and coldly said. Very clearly, Xue Ling wanted her to participate in this battle to humiliate Li Feng.

"That would be for the best. In that case, we would be fighting two against one and would have a huge advantage." After Li Feng heard Xue Ling's suggestion, he smiled and said.

"Hur hur, I hope so." After hearing what Li Feng said, Xue Ling looked at him with contempt.

Do you really think that just because Lin Fenghuang helped you shout 'start', you have an extra chance of winning? This was a group of firearms, not playing with mud and sand. There was no use in having more people.

After hearing Li Feng's words, Lin Fenghuang was stunned, obviously she did not expect Li Feng to joke around at this time, then she nodded her head, looking at Li Feng: "Alright, I will stand together with you on this line, two on one."

Lin Fenghuang walked towards the stage between Li Feng and Xue Ling.

She took a deep breath and looked at Li Feng, "Are you ready?"

Li Feng blinked his eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm ready."

Lin Fenghuang walked to within a meter of the stage, and looked at the table that was filled with firearms, and shouted loudly, "Get ready, start!"

As Lin Fenghuang's voice fell, both of Xue Ling's hands immediately grabbed onto the guns on the stage. She didn't even know how many times he had done these actions, it could be said to be mechanical.

He even took the opportunity to sneak a peek at Li Feng's side. He thought, this noob, he must be flustered and helpless.

When Xue Ling's gaze landed on Li Feng, his heart suddenly stopped, his eyes instantly becoming serious, "Where's the spear!?"

Xue Ling shouted in his heart, where is the spear on his desk?!

Suddenly, a gun was pointed at Xue Ling's head. Xue Ling sensed the cold Qi in front of his forehead and slowly raised his head.

Bang!

A gunshot rang!

There was a bullet inside the torn apart rifle. It was unknown whether it was deliberately done by someone or whether this was a rule in the first place.

Following the sounds of gunfire, everyone's heart skipped a beat. The scene became silent, because no one had thought that it would be like this.

Elder Lin and Elder Long looked at each other. No one knew what they were thinking about at this moment.

Qin Shaoze looked at everything that was happening in the center of the arena and squinted his eyes. A strange feeling finally appeared on his calm face;

"F * ck, isn't elder sister's friend too handsome?" Lin Xingchen swallowed his saliva. Seeing the currently holding the spear in his hand, he had already considered him as his own idol in his heart.

"Wind." Lin Fenghuang covered her mouth and looked at everything that had happened in disbelief. She stared at Li Feng and recalled what he had said in the flower garden.

"He really did it." The look in Lin Fenghuang's eyes began to slightly change.

And the person who was the calmest in the entire audience, or perhaps it was Li Feng, he was looking at the kneeling Xue Ling, whose legs had already turned soft.

Li Feng had indeed fired, but he did not place the muzzle of the gun against Xue Ling. Instead, he pointed to the right and chose a direction where no one was standing before firing a shot right next to Xue Ling's ear.

At that time, Xue Ling felt that his ears had instantly lost hearing, and his ears started buzzing.

After Xue Ling knelt on the ground for a long time, he finally regained his senses and raised his head.

He saw Li Feng looking at him with a smile, his eyes filled with scorn and ridicule. He felt that it was so, that it was the mockery of the victor against the loser.

Xue Ling looked at the 80% complete set of gun in his hands, and shouted out in disbelief, "How is this possible? How could he be that fast?

It was unknown if it was because his hearing hadn't completely returned, but Xue Ling's shouts were especially loud, as if he wanted to shout out all of the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Someone must have given him the gun. It must have been you. You gave it to him." Xue Ling pointed to Lin Fenghuang with sinister eyes.

Hearing that, Lin Fenghuang sneered.

"Hmph, you're the one who brought up the game, and you've also confirmed that there's no problem with the gun. Everyone here has seen the entire process, and now you want to use the theory of cheating to deny this result? What a joke."

Yes, everyone present saw the process of Li Feng assembling a gun from the stage, the speed was so fast that no one could see it clearly, and this made it difficult for them to believe, was this really a Teacher of Chinese Studies?

"How is that possible, how is that possible, you are only a Teacher of Chinese Studies, you are only a Teacher of Chinese Studies!"

Xue Ling's mind was already in a state of chaos. He looked at Li Feng with reddened eyes as he crazily spoke words that were hard to believe.

"Don't provoke Teacher, you will never know who taught Teacher the Chinese Literature test." Li Feng said with a smile.

"How is that possible, how is that possible?" Xue Ling kept repeating the same words.

Suddenly, Xue Ling rushed to the stage and assembled the remaining parts of his gun. He then loaded a bullet and raised his gun, aiming straight at Li Feng.

Bang!

Another shot rang out!

However, the one who fell was still Xue Ling. At the same time that Xue Ling raised his spear, a gunshot rang out from the Lin Family household, and Xue Ling fell to the ground.

Of course, this spear did not take Xue Ling's life, but only hit his lower leg. But to a soldier, with his leg injured, his future military career would not be glorious anymore.

"In the Lin Clan, if you wish to shoot and kill someone, you are courting death!" Lin Fenghuang said coldly.

At this moment, Xue Ling laid lifelessly on the ground. Tonight, even though he had thought that he would definitely win, Li Feng had actually turned the tables on him.

Tonight, the one who had turned into a clown was actually himself. How laughable.

Xue Ling looked at Li Feng with lifeless eyes.

A faint smile appeared on Li Feng's face, as if he had some kind of unspeakable confidence.

Xue Ling's heart trembled!

He was laughing!

Could it be that he had already expected this to be the case?

Could it be that all of this was part of his plan?

He already knew that the one who lost was me.

Xue Ling laughed bitterly. All that I have done, in his eyes, was done by a clown.

Was this really a Teacher of Chinese Studies?