Chapter Forty-Seven: Hand Slipped

"It's just the princess of the dynasty, why do I have to know her?"

Bai Chen's sudden words made everyone around look over in surprise, even Fatty Guo and Lin Mengyao beside them couldn't help but gasped.

The sharp-mouthed boy took two steps back in disbelief. With dead fish eyes, he sized Bai Chen up and down, and said with a sneer, "Looking at your poor appearance, you still want to know our noble princess, are you worthy?"

He flattered the princess, but Bai Chen didn't care at all.

But she flattered and insisted on stepping on others, which was a bit too much.

"What are you talking about, kid? How amazing is it to have two stinky coins?" Before Bai Chen could speak, Fatty Guo couldn't bear it.

Looking up at the strong man who was a head taller than him, the sharp-mouthed boy was not afraid at all.

"I am the second son of the Youzhou Wang family, Wang Baichuan, how can I be compared to you poor ghosts?"

The corners of the eyes with hanging eyebrows, under his acrimony, were even more raised.

It's Youzhou again...

Bai Chen sneered, stopped Fatty Guo who was about to get angry, and walked slowly towards Wang Baichuan.

"What, want to fight?"

Seeing this, Wang Baichuan rolled up his sleeves, and a wave of spiritual power was hidden in his palm.

"Let me do it!"

Behind the two, Lin Mengyao's cold and hoarse voice sounded.

"No need, it's just dog abuse."

Bai Chen flatly refused, he had already ignited his fighting spirit.

The confrontation between the two immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding people. With Wang Baichuan's luxurious clothes, everyone unconsciously turned the winner in their hearts to his side.

"Today is the college to apply for the exam, private fights are prohibited, did you hear clearly!"

The heaven and the earth shook in vain, and a majestic deafening sound suddenly exploded from the red high platform, causing the audience to be stunned.

Compared to Wang Baichuan's shivering, Bai Chen just casually raised his eyelids, glanced sideways at Elder Mo Xiao in the distance, and groaned in his heart.

The peak powerhouse of the Universe Mirror...

This Shengtian Academy is not bad!

Elder Mo Xiao has always been serious, his unsmiling style is also resounding all over the world.

He spoke out to stop it, so naturally Wang Baichuan didn't dare to act presumptuously.

Wang Baichuan, who was glaring at Bai Chen, turned around, and a small voice came down the wind.

"A group of miscellaneous fish, wait for me!"

Staring indifferently at the back of the slapped head, Bai Chen really wanted to laugh.

Now that you've said that, I don't mind waiting for you, my lord!

"Bah! It's really unlucky to meet such a silly dog ​​in a queue!"

Taking small steps and following in the middle of the crowd, Fatty Guo suddenly couldn't help but cursed angrily.

Hearing the voice of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Wang Baichuan in front was visibly shocked, and then turned around, staring at Fatty Guo with eyes burning with anger.

Fatty Guo became even more furious after being stared at by him like this: "Look at you, you're such a slut, fuck off!"

What a rude insult...

Lin Mengyao, who was behind him, looked at Fatty Guo with a blushing face and a thick neck with a stiff smile, feeling boundless in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this fat man opened his mouth to curse, how could Wang Baichuan get off the stage, if his eyes could kill people at this moment, he would definitely stare at this fat man to death!

"Hmph, I am a dignified nobleman, how can I have the same knowledge as you ordinary people!"

Wang Baichuan suppressed the anger in his heart with all his strength, and turned around again.

"Hey Nima, what a fuck, a pair of dead fish eyes are still staring at me, are your eyes bigger than mine!"

...!

Fatty Guo's rude abuse sounded again behind him, almost causing Wang Baichuan to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

I'm a person of status, I don't have the same knowledge as you, I have quality!

Thinking silently in his heart, he clenched his fists tightly, but his teeth rattled.

"Looks like a monkey, and you're still pretending to be such a shriveled kid. I'm your father, are you staring at me?"

"Pretend to be coquettish with me. When I was pretending to be coquettish, you were just a drop of liquid!"

"Two beards look like mouse poop. I think I'm handsome. Don't I get rice particles when I eat?"

"Look how well you are dressed, how can you look like a dog when you open your mouth! How about I throw shit on the spot and improve your food!"

"#%x-on:*#￥&...!"

Fatty Guo's abuse was varied and not the same, and people not far away couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bai Chen and Lin Mengyao also laughed out loud, whoever bickers with this fat man is courting death.

Standing in front of the fat man, Wang Baichuan heard everyone's titters, his eyes glared, smoke came from his nostrils, he gritted his teeth, and was trembling violently because of forced restraint.

Fatty, just wait for me!

Wang Baichuan, who secretly swore in his heart, just lowered his head like this, and moved forward step by step following the rhythm.

And the cursing voices behind him were like spring water flowing across the river, erupting endlessly, out of control.

The wait is long, but this scenery makes time pass quickly.

In the afternoon, with the cold sun hanging high and the winter wind howling, Wang Baichuan, Bai Chen and others had already arrived on the red high platform.

"Name." The recording disciple took a vermilion pen and lightly pressed the tip of the pen on the paper roll, and said lightly.

"Wang Baichuan!"

Wang Baichuan let out a roar, as if he wanted to vent all the anger along the way.

"Ok……?"

Unexpectedly, someone came here to vent their anger. The named academy disciple was stunned for a moment, his eyelids were slightly raised, and his gaze fell on Wang Baichuan's flushed face coldly.

Sensing his gaze, Wang Baichuan turned cold, and quickly said: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to attack you, I..."

"When you are admitted to the academy, call me Senior Brother!"

The register disciple wrote down his name casually, and then said in a deep voice, "Next."

"Go away, good dogs don't get in the way!"

Before Wang Baichuan recovered his senses, there was a roar of thunder behind him, and then a wide palm directly pulled him out of a somersault, and fell to the ground on the spot.

He put up with Fatty Guo for a long time, why didn't Fatty Guo put up with him for a long time.

This person was suddenly dragged on his back, Wang Baichuan was so angry that he patted his butt and stood up, and said to the registered disciple: "Senior brother, he raped me!"

Hearing this, the registered disciple seemed to have never heard of it, and his calm face did not fluctuate at all: "Next."

"My name is Guo Sankuo."

Fatty Guo stepped forward, cupped his hands at the registered disciple, and said respectfully.

"Ok."

Wang Baichuan on the side stared at the indifferent registered disciple wanting to cry without tears, almost crying out of grievance.

He is the rich young master of the Wang family in Youzhou, how could he have been wronged like this, even the college disciples favored that fat man, why?

Seeing that Fatty Guo finished registering his name and was about to leave, Wang Baichuan turned around abruptly, full of unwillingness.

The moment he turned around, he reached out with his palm and directly knocked out the license plate in Fatty Guo's hand.

"You bastard!"

This time, Fatty Guo was completely enraged, he never thought that this villain could sneak up on him on the high platform.

Fatty Guo's roar directly attracted the attention of the other college disciples, and even the princess and the elders followed suit.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Baichuan raised his right hand guiltily, and said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry, I slipped my hand and accidentally touched you."

Snapped--! !

An afterimage flashed past, and crisp applause resounded on the high platform.

Wang Baichuan only felt a strong wind blowing from the right side, and immediately there was a piercing pain on his face. Under this slap, his whole body was thrown into a backflip, and then fell headfirst on the high platform superior.

At the same time, a blood-stained tooth flew out of his mouth, and a beam of light smashed into the eyebrow of the stone lion beside the mountain gate.

...!

Everyone gasped, and they all looked at Bai Chen who made a sudden attack in horror.

Sensing the sharp gazes cast by the two elders, Bai Chen casually joined hands, and said with a light smile, "Sorry, my hands slipped."