Woohoo!

The solid ball in Yang Fan's hand was like a bullet, slashing through the air, and with a loud bang, the solid ball had already smashed into the stands on the football field, and it was deep in three points.

The crowd's eyes were round, and they looked at the solid balls that had sunk into the stands, and the dust that was wafting in the sky.

"This ...... How is this possible?!" The crowd swallowed hard, and finally came back to their senses.

The crowd never expected that Yang Fan, a thin and weak looking high school student, would have such a huge explosive energy hidden in his body.

Whew!

The student in charge of the measurement took a deep breath, and then finally came back to his senses, took the tape measure, and hurriedly ran out, measuring the distance that Yang Fan threw out.

"One...... One hundred meters ......" The student in charge of the measurement had a stiff expression, and opened his mouth with a wooden expression.

"One...... 100 meters?!This is still because the solid ball is blocked by the stands, if it is not for the stands, Yang Fan's solid ball may be more than 50 meters. The crowd glanced at Yang Fan meaningfully, and their hearts were amazed.

The crowd never expected that Yang Fan would be able to win with such an obvious advantage.

However, on the side, Yang Fan frowned, just now Yang Fan weighed the weight of the solid ball with his hand, and then threw the solid ball with his left hand, in order to control the force and throw it closer.

But even so, Yang Fan only used one-ten-thousandth of his strength to throw the solid ball farther away......

"Li Qiang, you lost, now you can go, right?"

"Haha! The soccer field is ours!"

"Li Qiang, get rough!"

……

At this time, the students of the fifth class of the third year of high school finally recovered from the shock.

The classmates waved their hands one after another, driving Li Qiang away like flies.

However, Zhang Hua and Shi Qingyi frowned, their faces were not very good-looking, they thought that Yang Fan would be killed by Li Qiang in seconds, but they never expected that Yang Fan not only won Li Qiang, but also won so neatly.

Li Qiang frowned, his fists tightened hard, his face calmed, he turned around, his eyes swept over the crowd like a hungry wolf, and said in a deep voice: "I, Li Qiang, can't I go, can you control it?!"

Li Qiang shouted angrily, and the classmates instantly quieted down, and even Zhang Hua, the physical education teacher in the fifth class of the third year of high school, was silent and did not dare to make a sound.

Li Qiang snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pay attention to the crowd, but instead set his eyes on Yang Fan.

Li Qiang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said playfully: "Yang Fan, the game just now doesn't count, what I'm good at is boxing, if you can beat me in boxing, count you as winning!"

After speaking, Li Qiang didn't care whether Yang Fantong agreed or not, he raised his fist and punched Yang Fan.

"Yang Fan, be careful!" On the side, Ding Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were round, and he cried out anxiously.

Ding Xiaoxiao never expected that Li Qiang, as a physical education teacher, would dare to shoot at a student in school.

Even the onlookers frowned.

"Yang Fan, today the teacher will teach you a good lesson!" Li Qiang is a retired boxer, and he is not short of money, and he came to Zhujiang No. 1 Middle School to be a teacher just for fun.

Therefore, Li Qiang didn't care about what would happen to the student union at all, it was a big deal that he would roll up and leave.

Click!

At this time, Yang Fan slowly raised his hand, and his palm tightly wrapped Li Qiang's fist, and the cracking clicking sound continued to resound on the football field.

Hearing this voice, the crowd subconsciously turned their heads away, closed their eyes, and didn't dare to look.

"Ahh

However, this scream was obviously not made by Yang Fan.

The crowd was stunned, turned around, opened their eyes, and found that in the center of the football field, Li Qiang's fist was grabbed by Yang Fan, and Li Qiang's whole face was distorted, suffocating red, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Spare your life!" brother, brother, no, father, grandpa, spare your life! Please let go!" Li Qiang couldn't bear the pain of broken bones anymore, his mind was a little confused, his legs were paralyzed, he knelt on the ground, and frantically begged Yang Fan for mercy.

Li Qiang could clearly feel that there was a violent force in his body that was swimming rapidly, destroying his bones.

At this moment, Li Qiang's entire right arm, without any strength, was completely broken.

Yang Fan's expression was calm, and he glanced at Li Qiang, who was kneeling on the ground, and then with a wave of one hand, he threw Li Qiang out like garbage.

Yang Fan just entered the school, and he didn't want to be too public, today, Li Qiang touched the power of Emperor Fan, and Yang Fan cut off his arm.

"Ahh

Li Qiang's whole person seemed to be unscathed, but Li Qiang could clearly feel that his entire right arm had been comminuted and fractured, and he might not be better in this life.

"Yang Fan! you...... You wait for me! I, Li Qiang, will never let you go!" Li Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were split, and his anger was soaring.

"Yang Fan, if you have the ability, you leave your phone number, in a few days, I Li Qiang will definitely call my brother Qi to kill you!" Li Qiang, as a retired boxer, naturally has many friends who fight boxing, and some boxers even have some fame abroad.

Yang Fan swept Li Qiang expressionlessly and said, "Are you sure you want my phone number?"

"Grass mud horse, don't you dare to stay?!" Li Qiang gritted his teeth, eager to eat Yang Fan in one bite.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth went up, and he smiled: "Okay, 18623649745." ”

The phone number left by Yang Fan is naturally the phone number of the cursed mobile phone, since Li Qiang wants it, Yang Fan will give it to him.

Doodle~

As soon as Yang Fan finished reading the phone number, Li Qiang on the ground took out his mobile phone with his left hand and made a call to Yang Fan.

Seeing this, the corners of Shi Qingyi and Zhang Hua's mouths hooked up a sneer, although Yang Fan has strong physical fitness, Li Qiang's connections are not weak, and they can all fight.

Yang Fan left the phone to Li Qiang tantamount to suicide.

"Hey. At this time, Yang Fan flipped it with one hand, took out the cursed mobile phone from his sleeve, and connected the phone.

As soon as Yang Fan answered the phone, Xie Xiaofeng on the side muttered in a low voice: "This Li Qiang, it's really shameless, it's better for him to fall on the pile of shit while walking, and be stung to death by a wasp when he goes out." ”

"And that Shi Qingyi and Zhang Hua are not good things, they had better be the same as Li Qiang!"

After hearing Xie Xiaofeng's muttering, Yang Fan turned his head, glanced at Xie Xiaofeng meaningfully, gave Xie Xiaofeng a thumbs up, and then hung up the phone.

The third more

(End of chapter)