Chapter 558: Free Training
Under the night sky.
In the deafening sound, the students leaned back in unison, and when they couldn't control their steps and were about to take a step back, everyone's faces became resolute, and they actually pulled back their bodies stiffly.
On the other hand, Cao Jinpeng's face was very hideous and ruthless, and he looked murderous, but he could no longer stabilize his body and fell back suddenly.
"Pedal, pedal, pedal. β
After taking three steps in succession, Cao Jinpeng's face flashed with a hint of surprise, "This is impossible! How is this possible? I am the peak of a first-order grandmaster, and these little cubs are just ......"
"Meat Bullet Impact!"
At the moment when Cao Jinpeng was stunned, Lang Heyan's body suddenly turned into a cannonball and hit Cao Jinpeng's chest, and the latter immediately took a step back.
When Lang Heyan landed, the corners of his mouth flushed red, he wiped it casually, and said indifferently: "Brothers, this guy is hard enough, let's be careful." β
In Cao Jinpeng's sight, these little cubs are full of vigilance, and their single strength may not work, but they can't stand the sneak attack, and they will quit immediately with one move, and they will never fight.
It made him feel like a lion surrounded by wild dogs.
Again, this was the result of not using soldiers.
Cao Jinpeng naturally has soldiers with him, but he is very skeptical that if he takes out the soldiers, he will be targeted at him by dozens of soldiers.
The point is that these students seem to have a richer net worth than themselves.
"Are you going to watch it all the time?" Cao Jinpeng asked for help, he was hit by Jiang Xiaobai's punch before, the other party had no murderous intent, but he was still injured, and the taste of broken muscles and bones was not comfortable, and he was even more worried that if he was injured again, he would not even be qualified to do it if he went back.
No one wants a piece of waste to be a henchman.
"Let the old lady teach you hairy boys a lesson. β
Zhang Liang has an outstanding figure, a bewitching step, and under the white makeup on his face, the injury is completely covered, which makes the students with strong blood slightly lose their mind.
The method of charm, the night dance is enchanting!
"Where are you looking!" The female student was unhappy: "You all say you like innocence every day, but your eyes are all on the semi-permanent face, liar." β
Seeing that the method of charm was initially effective, Zhang Liang hurriedly said to Ma Kun: "As long as you let the fire burn in Qiluwu, I will give you a whole day when you go back, as you like." β
Ma Kun looked at Zhang Liang's plump lips, and suddenly there was a picture in his head, his nose fluttered, he swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help nodding: "Look at me, you look at me." β
He crashed headlong into the cab, hung up the gear, kicked the floor oil, and the tires rubbed into sparks and crashed into the door.
"Poof!"
In the violent sound, Ma Kun's head and the steering wheel collided, each with a winner or a loser, he seemed to be possessed by gods and demons, completely regardless of the pain, jumped out of the car directly, looked at Zhang Liang, walked over, slightly raised his right hand snapped his fingers, a wisp of fire appeared in the palm, flung back, a line of fire climbed into the car, and the gasoline barrel burned.
Whether it is a car fuel tank or a gasoline barrel, under his flaming knife technique, it will produce a violent explosion.
But Ma Kun's pace is still chic and stylish, he looked at Zhang Liang proudly, and wanted to tell her with practical actions: "Real man, no matter how violent the explosion is, he will not look back." β
The fire burned, and the explosion appeared.
The corners of Ma Kun's mouth raised.
There was a sudden buzz between heaven and earth, and an invisible fluctuation enveloped this huge flame that suddenly flew up, gradually compressing, and even finger marks appeared on the car.
As if invisibly, a pair of big hands suppressed the flame, kneaded it into a small fireball, and then soared into the sky, bursting into a firework that splendidly lit up the night sky.
Nine days of thunder.
Under the fireworks, Cao Jinpeng's eyes were staring at the gorgeous, dumbfounded, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched from time to time.
He cried out helplessly in his heart: "Spiritual power...... This turned out to be spiritual power!"
"What kind of strong person can use spiritual power so perfectly?"
"Jiang Xiaobai...... Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Could it be that you are one of the twelve elders of the Martial Arts Department?"
"It must be, if not, it is also a strong party. β
"This ...... Did I do it?" Ma Kun shrank his head and looked at the fireworks, scratching the corners of his eyes in confusion: "Am I so good......?" I didn't realize it. β
"However, it's really handsome, that's what a man should do!"
And Zhang Liang and the gray-haired young man glanced at each other at this time, and their steps invariably stepped back, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a wail.
With such a strong person in charge, he is simply looking for death!
But the students would just let them go.
One by one, they cooperated with each other, surrounded them, and in the past, the battles between the students were all up to the point, and today they can finally open and close.
They feel that they should also be like Lang Heyan, who is the capital to show off.
If you can break the fist bones to bleed, you will be an idol for everyone.
You can show off loudly: "You know that our Wuda was attacked at night that night, right? Yes, that night, you see the scar on my fist, the scar on my fist, the bone and skin of the fist were blown away, and it took half a month to recover." β
It's awesome.
For a while, the students scrambled to get up, the bricks and chains were used, the ping pong sounded, and the ground trembled slightly.
Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan were outside the crowd, playing standard boxing techniques, and finally held up the faΓ§ade.
In the end, the crowd dragged the four of them to the Ministry of Security.
The people from the Ministry of Public Security looked behind the four people, like a wet mop mopping the floor, leaving crimson marks, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching: "This...... Isn't it too ruthless?"
"Look at us, we are all all colored. β
"That's right, these four are all high-level martial artists, they came to kick the school, not to mention, they still want to set fire. β
"Even if we fight to the death, we must protect Qilu Wuda, just like our dean, Mr. Jiang Xiaobai, protects Los Angeles. β
"This senior, murder and arson, even if he didn't kill anyone, this arson is a big crime on the same level as murder. You see those wreckage, they even made cars!"
Several martial artists were laughed at by this group of young people: "You people's little Jiujiu, I don't know, come on, choose a few people, go back with me to make a record, and send it back to you when you are done, and ensure that you will not delay your cultivation." β
Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan took the initiative to sign up and left.
At this time, the students returned to the school gate together, cleaned up the wreckage, sat together in groups of three or five, took out the cigarettes and divided them, even if there were contradictions in the past, they all melted, smiled and nodded, and exchanged the moves just now.
"The punch I just made, if I hit it like this, I would definitely hit an extra three hundred catties of strength, and I wouldn't hurt my wrist, and now I'm sore to death. β
"I saw your punch, it was really beautiful, and the gray-haired one wanted to run, but you punched him in the nose and blocked his retreat. β
"Who hit that woman? β
Several girls looked at the night sky.
Suddenly, I found that on the roof of the building, there were many figures standing, one of them, a thin figure, pulled out a long shadow in the night, "Dean?"
There was a lot of noise, all kinds of cigarette butts, and some people threw them into their mouths and chewed them.
"Well done, reward each person with one month's cultivation resources. β
The eyes of all the students lit up, and when they secretly rejoiced, they heard their dean continue: "There is also double the amount of training for each person. β
"Huh?" all of them collapsed.