"Didn't I tell you before, if you want to bully people, you have to be strong first, I'll help you this time, don't want me to help you teach people next time!" Rohr, Bit looked at Raphael who was holding a wooden stick, looked away at his brother, and said coldly.

"Big brother! I know! This little ghost pits his head, he doesn't dare to resist the words of the eldest brother, and pretends to be taught.

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Rohr, Bit knows that this kid can only talk about it, but his heart is the other side, and he can't do anything about him, and he doesn't pay attention to it anymore.

Rahr, Bit stared at Raphael with indifferent eyes: Dare to bully the head of our Rohr family, I will definitely teach you a good lesson today.

Rohr, Bit wanted to finish teaching this kid a lesson earlier, and then go back to continue training, so he disappeared in an instant, rushed to Rafael who was training, and kicked him directly.

Feeling the dangerous aura behind him, Raphael paused, hurriedly turned around, and a vague black shadow was kicking towards his face, Raphael reacted instantly, and crossed his fists in front of his head to protect his head.

As soon as Rohr's feet touched Raphael's wrists, Raphael hurriedly stepped back to relieve the force coming from his wrists.

With a hard foot on the ground, Raphael stabilized his body and stared indifferently at the young man standing in front of him who had just trained.

"No wonder you can bully my younger brother, with two brushes, he can catch three percent of my strength!" Seeing that Raphael just took a few steps back, Rohr, Bitwei!

Raphael glanced at the young man, instantly opened his writing wheel eyes, and stared at a few little ghosts standing there with a smile on their faces, their eyes exuding boundless coldness, as if boundless darkness had descended and enveloped the sky.

Being stared at by Raphael's eyes, these little ghosts felt that the temperature around their bodies had almost dropped by dozens of degrees, and they couldn't help but tremble, they remembered the huge black shadow they saw behind him this morning, and they were afraid from time to time in their hearts, and they didn't dare to look at Raphael.

Seeing this, the students on the cāo field all looked at Luo Er from time to time, and Bit began to point, saying: You are a third-grader, and you come to teach students who have just entered the school, isn't this bullying the small?

"Lord Yatswat, look ......over there," said the kid in the suit.

Yatwat Saint turned around and looked over, and he was so amused that he ordered the kid in the suit to watch here and ignore it.

Kuzan, who was sitting on the ground, stood up, steaming cold, staring at the boy indifferently, although he had not been with Raphael for long, but for Kuzan, he was the first friend he had made.

"Kuzan, although I haven't been with the boss for a long time, I know that if the boss wants others to help him, he will definitely say, let's just watch here!" Jonathan said as he grabbed Kuzan's shoulder.

"Humph! Even the people of our Luoer family dare to bully, I must beat you down today! "Listening to the children in the cāo field, even the best of his mood would be angry, and now he is angry, and he is angry and takes his anger out on Raphael.

"Shave!"

Rolbit disappeared in an instant, turning into a shaving that could not be seen with the naked eye and used one of the six styles he had learned in the academy.

Raphael's eyes bulged, and the double-hooked jade writing wheel eyes instantly began to rotate, as if he had seen the various principles of this shaving move.

Raphael tilted his head, and a punch from Rahr and Bit was instantly empty, and Raphael held the wooden stick and slashed it hard.

"Shave!" Sensing that something was wrong, Rolbit instantly used one of the six shaves to dodge.

"Impossible! How can you possibly keep up with my speed? Rahr, Bit looked at Raphael in dismay.

It took him a whole year to learn how to shave one of the six styles, but he didn't expect that the first time he used it, he would be dodged by this first-year newcomer, how could he not be surprised.

"Stepping on the ground dozens of times in a row creates a countershock, which speeds up your speed. But this speed also has a weakness, it's just a straight line, and if you want to change direction, you have to step on the ground dozens of times again to change direction, right!? The writing wheel in Raphael's pupils kept spinning, and the principle of shaving, one of the six styles in his brain, kept appearing in his brain, and Raphael said the key to it.