"Ah......h

Yamamoto was swept by the dragon's tail, and his body flew backwards like a bamboo leaf, and the sound of "bang-la-la-la-......" kept coming, knocking down countless green bamboos along the way, and the mountain himself had not yet landed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

A thousand paces away, Yamamoto collapsed in a pool of blood, and the ribs in his chest were all shattered. Covering his chest, Yamamoto's eyes widened. "You, what kind of exercise are you?" Pointing to Zhou Jie, who was speeding towards this side, he said unwillingly.

Zhou Jie fell in front of Yamamoto who fell to the ground, and the dragon-shaped dagger pointed at Yamamoto, who was already paralyzed. "My trick is called Red Dragon Thirteen Tail Swing, so that you can see the breadth and profundity of Chinese martial arts!"

"Good...... Terrible...... Sure enough, sure enough, it was a red dragon, and the red dragon wagged its tail ......" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out again. "I'm losing, you, kill me!" endured the severe pain, raised his head with his eyes closed, and waited for Zhou Jie's last knife.

"Yes, little devil, you still look like a man, I let you go today, take the woman you like back to the East, don't let Lao Tzu see you again." After Zhou Jie finished speaking, he rushed down the mountain by himself. He suddenly felt that Ichiro Yamamoto hadn't broken down yet, so let's spare his life in Keiko's face.

As soon as Zhou Jie left, eight black shadows appeared on Cuizhu Peak and surrounded Yamamoto. "Yamamoto, you've failed again!" A dark figure walked up to Yamamoto who was lying on the ground and said.

"Is it Koizumi-kun? Help me back! Yamamoto could hear it being Jiro Koizumi's voice.

"Yamamoto-kun, do you still have the face to go back?"

"I ......"

"Let me save your dignity!" Jiro Koizumi raised his Toyo sword high and chopped it down.

"You ......"

Before Yamamoto could say anything, his chest had been chopped open by Jiro Koizumi, and blood spurted out of his heart, staining large pieces of bamboo leaves red. Shameful and poor Yamamoto, although Zhou Jie didn't kill him, he didn't expect to die at the hands of his fellow beasts.

"Koizumi, how did you kill him?" The Flying Tiger Gang killer, who came with Koizumi's four-member group, asked.

"What's the use of keeping this kind of waste? If you're dead, you can still make a contribution! ”

"What else can you contribute when you die?"

"Zhou Jie killed Yamamoto, his master will come to Huaxia to find him for revenge, haha......"

Hearing what Koizumi meant, the eight men in black all laughed "haha".

They came to ambush here this time, originally wanting to wait for the duel to end before besieging and killing Zhou Jie. If Zhou Jie was killed, it would be the best, if Zhou Jie was only injured and Yamamoto didn't kill him, then they would kill Zhou Jie. But the final result was that Zhou Jie won, and his super strength just now had completely shocked them, and it was absolutely impossible for the eight of them to kill Zhou Jie.

Xiaoquan had to give up the plan to besiege and kill Zhou Jie, and an even more vicious strategy was formed in an instant. The poisoner killed Yamamoto, who was already seriously injured, blamed Zhou Jie, and asked Yamamoto's super master to pinch Zhou Jie.

……

In the No. 3 Middle School of S City, on a large playground covering an area of dozens of acres, a class in the second year of high school is taking physical education class.

Zhou Jie hasn't been back to school for a long time, and he has been idle since he defeated the little devil. The Black Dragon Gang's affairs were handled very well by Shancang and Yang Huo, and Zhou Jie was too lazy to worry about it, he was busy and went back to school on a whim.

The physical education teacher is a young man named Wu Youtian who has just graduated from university and has been assigned to the third middle school. Wu Youtian's major in college is physical education, he is tall and burly, and I heard that he won the first place in the national collegiate wrestling competition when he was in college. Zhou Jie has not been in school most of the time, and today is the first time he has taken his class.

Wu Youtian was wearing a large set of white basketball shorts and a vest, the vest was tied into the shorts, a large whistle hung around his neck, his hands were crossed at his waist, and his feet were crossed in a figure-eight shape. "Students, in today's physical education class, I'll teach you to practice three-step layups, okay?" Standing in front of the students lined up in three rows, Wu Youtian shouted loudly.

"Good!" The students replied in unison.

"Louder!"

"Good!"

"Louder!"

"Good!" ...... "Grass! An incongruous word popped up.

"Who, who, stand up for me, don't be a shrunken turtle if you have the courage to scold someone!" Wu Youtian pointed to the team and shouted. I'm the commander.

"I scolded you, what's wrong?" This person is Tang Jian, usually he feels a little ruffian when he looks at this kid, but this time he actually became a hero who dared to be a hero.

"Stand up for me!" Wu Youtian walked up to Tang Jian and yelled loudly, saliva sprayed wildly, and Tang Jian's face was sprinkled with water in an instant.

"Rub, what about spraying pesticides?" Wipe the saliva off your face and walk out of the line slowly. "Stand up, stand up!"

Pointing to Tang Jian, who was standing outside the team, Wu Youtian scolded: "Grass, grass, grass, who are you grassing?" ”

Tang Jian was actually not afraid of him, and said-for-tat: "Are you playing monkey?" I've watched too much TV, shouting is to save face, and louder, louder! Who don't grass you? ”

"I grass your mother, how dare you scold the teacher, you turned against you?" Wu Youtian was a little confident, grabbed Tang Jian's collar and scolded.

was suddenly attacked by saliva, and Tang Jian decided to return the favor to the other side. "I'm grass your mother, grass your mother, grass your mother......" Like a machine gun, saliva sprayed towards Wu Youtian like a high-pressure blister.

"Grass...... I don't want to take a bath yet, you kid don't give a little bit of power, I don't know how thick the sky is! ”

Wu Youtian was completely enraged, grabbed Tang Jian, fell on his back, and with a "snap", Tang Jian's cup was lying on the playground "sighing" and screaming in pain, tears welling up in his eyes.

"The teacher showed you wrestling techniques just now, do you see clearly?" This drop Mr. Wu, hit the student and found an excuse in time.

"Grass, your mother is dripping Lao Tzu." Lying on the ground, Tang Jian's mouth was still unforgiving, the word grass was his mantra, and he accidentally brought it out again.

"Who are you grassing?" walked up to Tang Jian and touched Tang Jian with his toes. "You still want to show it to your classmates, don't you?" After speaking, Wu Youtian stretched out his hand to grab Tang Jian again.

"Teacher, let me demonstrate!"

At this time, Zhou Jie walked out. He really couldn't stand it anymore, at first he thought that Tang Jian should be scolded, but when he saw that Wu Youtian was ruthless to his students, he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

"You? Who are you? "Wu Youtian doesn't know Zhou Jie.

"I'm a student!"

"Are you really going to take his place?" Wu Youtian didn't expect that there would be fools who were willing to be beaten.