In the afternoon, when Ye Fan was reading a book, he suddenly felt that the eyes of the whole class were focused on him, and many people looked at themselves while looking at their mobile phones.

Chen Ming, who was at the same table, suppressed his voice and exclaimed: "Brother Fan, why did you provoke Zhao Dong again?" He is much more powerful than King Li, you look at the news of the campus group, Zhao Dong wants to clean you up, he found a master to challenge you, saying that he wants to beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy! ”

Ye Fan shook his head helplessly, sure enough, Zhao Dong's queen came, it seems that this time he plans to suppress himself in kung fu.

At this time, the classmates also started talking.

"Zhao Dong and Su Keer are childhood sweethearts, Su Keer was robbed by Ye Fan, it's no wonder if he doesn't go crazy."

"He asked for help from senior Wang Hao, Wang Hao is his cousin and the senior of our school for 10, known as the king killing god. I heard that he single-handedly entered the gangster's lair and knocked down more than 50 people, shocking the entire Jiangzhou. ”

"Is it true? That's an exaggeration, right? ”

The classmates in the class were all stupid, and they were directly impressed by Wang Hao.

Suddenly, there was a hint of schadenfreude in everyone's eyes when they looked at Ye Fan, compared with Zhao Dong and Wang Hao, Ye Fan's weight was still too small.

Ye Fan's mind moved, if the rumors were true, then Wang Hao was also a master, which was a bit interesting.

Soon, after school, the students of the whole school basically ran to the back street, Zhao Dong made an appointment to fight in the back street, Ye Fan had to go if he didn't go, he had already been roasted on the fire.

Ye Fan didn't care very much, he still packed his schoolbag slowly first.

And Su Keer came again.

This time she was not as excited as last time, but her face was full of worry.

"Ye Fan, don't go this time, I know Wang Hao, he is a master, he was favored by the Liu family in Jiangnan when he was fifteen years old, do you know the Liu family? One of the top families in the entire Jiangnan, my family is a drop in the bucket compared to the Liu family. ”

Su Ke'er is rarely serious.

Ye Fan threw the schoolbag to her: "Take it, let's go." ”

He stepped in and walked outside the school, and Su Keer followed with his schoolbag.

The backstreets are once again crowded with people.

There were only two people in the field, one was Zhao Dong and the other was Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was elegant and indifferent, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know Ye Fan, but he listened to Zhao Dong and knew that Ye Fan was the one who fought in the group that day.

At that time, he sat in the car with Liu Lao and watched the process, and Liu Lao gave an evaluation: average.

In Wang Hao's eyes, Ye Fan is indeed average, a master who cultivates qigong and cultivates crookedly, no matter how high he is, he can't get any higher.

Zhao Dong behind him sneered: "Cousin, Ye Fan will come later, don't be merciful, just abolish him!" ”

Wang Hao snorted unhappily: "I have my own measure, you remember your words, Su Keer gave it to me, the little Lori of the year really made me unforgettable." ”

Zhao Dong's face changed, and he said stiffly.

Finally, in the uproar of the crowd, Ye Fan appeared.

He was still with Su Keer, and Su Keer held the schoolbag for him.

Zhao Dong immediately darkened his face when he saw Su Ke'er, and stared at Su Ke'er coldly.

Wang Hao's eyes flashed with a lewd light, and then he laughed: "Ke'er, do you remember me?" You were so tall a few years ago, and now you're so beautiful. ”

Wang Hao was very enthusiastic about Su Keer, and Su Keer smiled reluctantly and greeted.

Wang Hao looked at Ye Fan again, looked at it a few times, and was suddenly disdainful.

Ye Fan is a master, but his qigong attainments are too low, if he is really a master, then his aura must be very strong, Ye Fan is simply a mud leg in the countryside, and he has no aura at all.

How did he know that cultivation was completely different from qigong, and where could a martial artist see through the details of a cultivator?

However, Ye Fan saw Wang Hao's details.

"It's Huaxia Qigong, grandpa said that Huaxia's martial arts masters are all practicing Qigong, supplemented by external skills, they can be one enemy and a hundred, but it is difficult to go up, unlike Xiuzhen, which can be progressed layer by layer."

Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head.

Seeing him shaking his head, Zhao Dong on the other side immediately scolded: "Ye Fan, what are you shaking your head?" You think you can beat my cousin? ”

I can't shake my head?

Ye Fan intervened and motioned for Su Ke'er to retreat. Su Keer told him to be careful, and then retreated to the sidelines worriedly.

Zhao Dong also retreated with interest, and only Wang Hao and Ye Fan were left on the field.

Neither of them took the initiative to speak, master to master, no need to say much nonsense.

In the end, Wang Hao arched his hand and said: "Start directly?" ”

"Don't worry, you always make trouble for me, I'm very unhappy, so let's do it, whoever looks for me to fight in the future, once you lose, give money." Zhao Dong, your cousin lost to me with one million, otherwise I won't fight. ”

Ye Fan grinned, and everyone was in an uproar, and Zhao Dong sneered: "Ye Fan, can you really pretend to be forced?" Want to force me to give up with a million? ”

Onlookers also pointed.

"Ye Fan is really cowardly this time, Wang Hao is a god-killing god, and it is definitely not something that Ye Fan can deal with. Ye Fan simply asked for one million to force Zhao Dong to give up. ”

"Just look at the momentum of Wang Hao and Ye Fan, although Wang Hao always smiles gently, but the momentum is too strong, I don't dare to approach him, and Ye Fan is a small farmer, and he has no momentum at all."

Hearing that everyone supported him, Zhao Dong was triumphant, and the smile on the corner of Wang Hao's mouth also expanded.

"Okay, I lost and gave you a million, so what if you lost?" Wang Hao waited for a while, and everyone quieted down.

Ye Fan shrugged: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Zhao Dong preemptively said: "If you lose, kneel down and kowtow, and then get out of Jiangzhou No. 3 Middle School, you are not worthy of Su Keer, only me...... My cousin is worthy of Su Keer! ”

"Yes, you don't deserve the school flower!" Some of the students who were jealous of Ye Fan also screamed, while the rest of the students did not say anything.

Outside the crowd, on a Hongqi car, Liu Lao, whose face was full of wrinkles, sat in the driver's seat, while his granddaughter Liu Ranran sat next to her, with a pair of big white legs that had been exercised to the right level were so beautiful that it was shocking.

"Grandpa, why did Wang Hao run to embarrass the students?" Liu Ranran frowned, she was a little disgusted with Wang Hao.

Liu Lao touched his beard and shook his head: "He didn't tell me, hey, Wang Hao is unstable after all, he has been honing him for a few years, and he can't help but do it as soon as he returns to Jiangzhou." ”

Liu Lao was a little disappointed, he took a fancy to Wang Hao back then, and wanted to train him, and deliberately let him hone his mind as a driver, but now, Wang Hao not only did not grow up, but became more and more repulsive to his identity as a driver, and today he suddenly came to fight with the students.

In the eyes of the girls' admiration, Wang Hao's expression of enjoyment couldn't be concealed at all, which showed how unstable his heart was.

At this time, the game has already started.

A million bets are good, Ye Fan hooked his fingers.

Wang Hao's eyes were cold, and he took the lead in attacking. He is as steady as a rock, with his legs straddled and punches like a dragon.

Ye Fan heard the wind, and Wang Hao's fist was even more violent than the wind.

With such a punch, ordinary people will definitely be smashed in the head. The onlookers covered their mouths, and even fools could see how fierce Wang Hao's punch was.

He's going to settle the fight with one punch.

Ye Fan flashed back and dodged Wang Hao's fist. Wang Hao snorted coldly and continued to attack.

Fists and feet attacked, Wang Hao's whole person was extremely fierce, he was like a fierce tiger, and every claw could kill people.

Ye Fan dodged again and again, and he was about to retreat to the edge of the crowd.

The students booed mockingly, cheering Ye Fan.

Wang Hao grinned and sneered: "Are you practicing light skills?" Hiding so neatly? ”

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed for a while, and they were disdainful of Ye Fan's kung fu.

Ye Fan twisted his shoulders: "Yes, I'm more neat." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan rushed forward violently, he was as light as a fallen leaf, his fist didn't even bring the wind, and he didn't seem to have the slightest attack power.

Wang Hao was taken aback, he didn't expect Ye Fan to be so light. However, when he saw Ye Fan's soft fists, he immediately disdained it.

So when Ye Fan's fist wrapped in true qi bombarded, Wang Hao didn't hide at all, he punched Ye Fan with a backhand.

The two fists were light and heavy, and they collided together with lightning speed.

With a bang, Wang Hao flew out upside down, his wrist was broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ye Fan rubbed his palms and dispersed his true qi.

The audience was silent, and this time the silence was even greater than the last time Ye Fan knocked down more than thirty people.

Wang Hao lost?

Ye Fan has been dodging all the time, and he is weak to fight back, how can he knock the fierce Wang Hao away with one punch?

In fact, Ye Fan was studying Wang Hao's strength and strength just now, lest he be inaccurate and beat Wang Hao to death with one punch.

"Su Ke'er, let's go." Ye Fan looked back and smiled, and the stunned Su Ke'er ran over excitedly, almost jumping into his arms.

Zhao Dong was dumbfounded, he didn't even understand what was going on.

Ye Fan glanced at him, and the understatement in his eyes made Zhao Dong's legs immediately weak, and he said in a trembling voice: "One million...... I'll give you ...... tomorrow."

Ye Fan retracted his eyes and took the lively Su Ke'er home.

Wang Hao, who fell to the ground, looked at Ye Fan's back in disbelief, he didn't scream, because it was too unbelievable, he killed God in a dignified manner, and was defeated by a punch like this?

On the car in the distance, Liu Lao showed a rare look of shock: "What's the matter?" What kind of effort did the boy use? ”

Liu Ranran's eyes next to her were full of brilliance, as if she had lived for more than ten years and finally saw something that made her heart move.