Jiang Yufan, who first arrived at Handa Agricultural College, ushered in another challenge in his life.

Originally, I thought that coming to the university campus to help my teacher substitute and experience a new life might allow me to quickly break through to a new realm.

But I didn't expect that I had just taken over a thorny class, and if I wanted to enjoy my college life, I had to find a way to get this class right first.

"Hey, what a daze!"

"Seeing that your hair hasn't grown, you dare to come to the university to be a teacher, your father is Li Gang!" A burst of laughter pulled Jiang Yufan back from his chaotic thoughts.

"My dad is not Li Gang, but I'm a man ten times more powerful than Li Gang, hehe!" Jiang Yufan said calmly as he looked at the group of older children.

"Damn, I'm really bragging, B is not afraid of committing capital crimes!" At this time, a male classmate sitting by the window in the last row of the classroom quickly stood up, kicked away the stool next to him, and walked over to Jiang Yufan quickly.

Fan Xiaoyong, the class leader who was sitting near the door of the classroom, saw that the class bully Zhao Long was about to have a conflict with the new teacher, and was about to get up to find the school's academic director, but Jiang Yufan waved his hand and stopped him back in his seat.

Zhao Long, male, 20 years old, is recognized as a gentleman in the Department of Botany of the College of Agriculture. His parents were the first real estate developers in Handong, and later engaged in foreign trade, accumulating a lot of assets for him.

But because his parents were too busy and neglected to discipline him, Zhao Long became arrogant and domineering, and gradually became a restless rich second generation.

"Tell you, if you want to teach us a lesson, if you want to be our homeroom teacher, you must come up with a reason that allows us to obey you!" Zhao Long walked up to Jiang Yufan, stared at Jiang Yufan with a pair of eyes, and said viciously.

"Yes, we have to convince you!"

"If you have any skills, just show them!"

"Looking at the way he looks like a little white face, he must have a bad stomach, so he can only eat soft rice, haha!"

A few small followers who were good with Zhao Long were also coaxing on the side.

"Okay! I want you to obey me, right?" Jiang Yufan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Long was slightly stunned by Jiang Yufan's respectful eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Let's compare... Let's try it!" Zhao Long forced himself to calm down and said to Jiang Yufan and everyone in front of him.

"Compare? Compare, you decide!" Hearing Zhao Long propose to compete with himself, Jiang Yufan suddenly felt that this rich second generation was really interesting.

If you lose, kneel on the ground and call us grandpa, then climb out of our third class classroom and go back to where you came from!" Zhao Long said with an evil face.

"Don't you dare to accept the challenge!"

"Compare or not!"

"Hurry up!"

The passion of the boys at the moment was ignited, and the eyes of some girls also shone with excitement.

"No problem, just compare!If you lose, what should you do?!" Jiang Yufan happily accepted the challenge, and in turn questioned Zhao Long's price after losing.

"Hmph! Lao Tzu will lose? If Lao Tzu loses, run around the campus naked, from now on, everyone in the third class will listen to you! No one is allowed to let out another idle fart!" Zhao Long said to Jiang Yufan in an extremely contemptuous tone.

"Remember your words! What is it, let's start!" Seeing that this rich second generation was so confident, Jiang Yufan shook his head lightly and said with a smile.

"The first competition, wrestling wrists!"

"En?..." When Jiang Yufan heard that the first competition was to wrestle with himself, he was so surprised that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Three fat, come out!" With Zhao Long's shout, a strong, expressionless black fat man slowly walked out of the crowd, and as he walked, the floor of the entire classroom seemed to tremble together.

"Damn, this guy Zhao Long seems to have calculated it a long time ago! I thought that he was a white-faced scholar, he definitely didn't have much strength, and he would definitely lose in seconds when he met this black fat man like a strong man!" Jiang Yufan glanced at Zhao Long, and then set his eyes on the black fat man in front of him.

The black fat man still didn't say a word, silently sat opposite Jiang Yufan, motioned to the classmates on both sides to get out of the way, and then stretched out his huge and dark right hand to Jiang Yufan.

"The surname is Jiang, I didn't expect it! Hei San Fat is a well-known Hercules in our Agricultural College and even the entire Han University, and he is the runner-up in this year's National Hercules Competition! Look at how you win him!" Zhao Long looked at the hands that the two of them slowly clenched, and thought very sourly in his heart.

The third class of the botany department officially started the wrist wrestling competition, and the whole class of male and female students gathered around, and even some students came from other classes to join in the fun.

The two hands were clenched tighter and tighter, and Jiang Yufan felt as if he was holding a big stone in his hand, cold and hard.

If it weren't for Jiang Yufan's practice of Shennong Immortal Duel, refining his body to a realm that was different from ordinary people, and being very proficient in the use of mortal power, I am afraid that he would not be able to last three seconds today.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone around the two saw that their hands were clasped together and trembling slightly, but they did not deviate in either direction.

Only the black fat man knew in his heart that he had used all his strength without reservation! But this guy in front of him was as steady as a mountain, and he couldn't shake it.

Zhao Long saw beads of sweat the size of beans appear on the black fat man's face, but Jiang Yufan was relaxed, and he was still peeking at the class flowers in the class, and he was suddenly angry.

"Hei San Fat, you're hard! I haven't eaten in the morning!" Zhao Long scolded vigorously.

"him, come on!"

"him!"

The boys shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, Jiang Yufan's hand loosened, and the black fat man saw this opportunity, used all the strength of his body, and pressed in Jiang Yufan's direction suddenly!

The expressionless Hei San Fat couldn't hide his excitement at the moment, panting and pressing hard, like everyone in the audience, he thought that he had won the game.

"Hard! harder! bitch!" Seeing Jiang Yufan's arm getting closer and closer to the table, 20 centimeters, 10 centimeters, 5 centimeters!

Jiang Yufan glanced at the black fat man with beads of sweat on his face, Zhao Long who was thundering, and the excited crowd, and said lightly:

"Well, the strength is okay, but it's a pity that the stamina is insufficient, so I have to make up for my body when I go down, Chubby. ”

As soon as Jiang Yufan's words fell, he saw that the situation was reversed in an instant, and the black and fat right hand was gradually pushed up by Jiang Yufan, and then pressed back in his direction.

Before everyone could exclaim, the black fat man's hand was already firmly attached to the table.

Quiet, deathly quiet! Everyone looked silently at the two people at the table.

Suddenly, the black fat man cried out with a "wow", stood up and ran out of the classroom tremblingly, and found a corner to go alone and sadly......