There was a gust of wind in the playground.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There was the sound of fists hitting the flesh.

"Knock! knock!"

In the wild wind, people flew out upside down one after another and slammed into the ground.

"Ahh

A series of screams were heard.

After the "Hurricane Style" was used, no one around Zhou Ming was standing.

Huang Chao and seven other classmates all lay on the ground and wailed.

Onlookers were shocked.

"This ...... So strong?"

"Why is this newcomer so strong?"

"What kind of cultivation is he, this level is definitely not more than the middle stage of Qi refining!"

"Brother Zhou is mighty, Zhou Ming is good!" Luo Xiaopang cheered, too powerful, Brother Zhou is too powerful!

The wind dissipated.

Zhou Ming tidied up his messy robe, shook off his long black hair that hung down to his forehead, and turned to face He Sifang and the others.

Said a sentence lightly:

"Who else?"

"If anyone else is not convinced, they can go together. ”

Rumble~!

This sentence was like igniting a pile of gunpowder, which angered the group of younger brothers who followed Lu Qingchen.

"Damn, you dare to underestimate us?"

"Don't look down on people, new kid!"

"Let's go up together and kill this newcomer!"

Under the leadership of Lu Qingchen's right-hand man twin brothers Lei Zuo and Lei You, there were eight more people, who rushed towards Zhou Ming with a fierce momentum.

"Brother Zhou, you've been fighting for a long time, don't be reckless. ”

Luo Xiaopang was a little worried, the monks in the Qi refining period have limited aura and spiritual power in their bodies, Brother Zhou He defeated Huang Chao, Wu Yilang, He Sifang and He Sifang's younger brother in a row, fought four games in a row, and released two ultimates, under normal circumstances, the aura and soul power should be almost consumed, right?

But Brother Zhou accepted it when he didn't see it, or seized the time to recover, and started taunting non-stop.

This......

It's really a bit arrogant.

Luo Xiaopang bit his lip and clenched his fists, ready to go over to help.

However, the next second.

Another gust of wind blew, and eight men flew upside down.

Tempest!

Zhou Ming used another move to sweep away the eight classmates including Lei Zuo and Lei You, causing them to fall to the ground and wail.

"It can't be!"

Lu Qingchen couldn't help but exclaim: "What kind of cultivation are you, how can the aura in your body be so abundant? How can you use this kind of powerful move twice in a row?"

This new guy's strength is too BUG, he must have something to hide!

"I am in the middle stage of Qi refining, and because of my qualifications and exercises, my strength is far stronger than that of the same rank. ”

"But ......"

Zhou Ming waved his hand to summon a swirling breeze, but then it dissipated: "Now the aura in my body is indeed exhausted, so I want to ask ......"

He raised his head slightly, looked at everyone with a wicked smile, and said, "Who else?"

"Whoever is not convinced, those who are not convinced can still go together. ”

Rumble~!

The surroundings looked at each other, and there was an uproar.

"The aura is depleted...... How dare you be so arrogant?"

"New here, I can't stand your arrogance!"

"I'm upset that you're a newcomer. ”

"Come on, let's him together!"

Among the more than 50 students in the class, more than 30 of them have not joined any camp and have average strength, most of them are not interested in competing for class president, or they think that they have no strength to compete, so they have been in a state of indifference.

But now these classmates are enraged by the newcomer's arrogant attitude of defiance of everything, and eight of them immediately come out to teach the newcomer how to behave.

At this scene, Luo Xiaopang was really panicked.

complained in his heart: Brother Zhou, please stop talking quickly! No matter how powerful one person is, it is impossible to win the whole class!

"Cannon punch!"

"Jiaolong swings its tail legs!"

"Flame Splitting Palm!"

"Nine Heavens Water Falling Fist!"

All kinds of attacks came towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming dodged most of the attacks unhurriedly, and then a pair of iron fists blasted out!

"Ordinary punch!"

"Ordinary punch!"

"Ordinary legs!"

"Ordinary legs!"

Zhou Ming did not use aura, but used the Jianghu exercise that he had practiced over the years in order to refine the strength of his body, "Dragon and Snake Qi Refining Decision", to refine the internal strength generated by refining and refining qi, and to oppose the immortal cultivation techniques of these classmates.

If a master sees this scene, he may exclaim:

How can an ordinary Jianghu internal skill be an opponent of the Immortal Cultivation Technique?

But in the last game, Zhou Ming, who studied the Jianghu exercises very deeply and was close to reaching the realm of a grandmaster, wanted to use the facts to tell the world that if he practiced his internal skills well, he could completely harden the monks!

"Ahh

"Click!" A classmate's flying leg collided with Zhou Ming's ordinary leg in the air, and his leg made a sound of almost breaking.

"Bang! it's so hard!" someone punched Zhou Ming in the back, his face showed ecstasy, thinking that he could be hit hard, but the sound similar to hitting a steel plate told him: The defense of the golden bell jar is not so easy to break!

"Ahh

"Monster, it's a monster!"

"My attacks are useless, they can't break his defenses!"

"I feel like I'm fighting with a piece of Yaojin!"

"If I don't beat me again, my hand will be broken. ”

"Your fist made me feel the existence of a breath of qi, not aura, it is the internal strength practiced by the people of the rivers and lakes, I didn't expect you to keep a hand. The man was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, took two steps back, and pressed his hand to his chest.

"Damn, so many of us have been defeated by a man who has exhausted his spiritual power. The last man lay down reluctantly.

Within the scope of the competition, except for Zhou Ming, no one stood anymore.

Zhou Ming put his hands behind his back, with two shallow bruises on his face, and walked over to the onlookers.

"Aha~"

Perhaps frightened by the aura on his body, several people involuntarily took two steps back.

"How?"

Zhou Ming stood in front of them, put his hands in his trouser pockets and asked, "Am I qualified to be your squad leader?"

Under his gaze, whenever there was eye contact, someone couldn't help but bow their heads.

"Xie Linlin, who is your squad leader now?"

swept to the corners of a few girls, Zhou Ming started with them first.

"It's... It's you, you're our squad leader. ”

Xie Linlin glanced at him with some fear and muttered.

"Wu Yilang?" Zhou Ming looked at Wu Yilang.

"You're the squad leader, but I'll beat you sooner or later!" said Takeichiro, who had a dark face and a strong body, clenched his fists and glared at him.

Zhou Ming nodded and looked at Lu Qingchen.

"In a few days, when I recover, I will fight you again, and whoever wins will be the squad leader. Lu Qingchen said.

Zhou Ming finally looked at He Sifang.

He Sifang completely saw the difference in strength, turned his head and said in a deep voice: "You are stronger than us, you are the squad leader of the second class." ”

As for the twenty or so people who had been knocked down by Zhou Ming, they bowed their heads and were silent, admitting the reality.

"Oh~!"

Luo Xiaopang jumped up excitedly, clapped vigorously, and cheered loudly: "Brother Zhou is the squad leader, Brother Zhou is our squad leader!"

In this way, on the first day of school in Huanluan Middle School, Zhou Ming dominated the second class of the year.