"You're too weak."

These four words were understated, but like four heavy hammers, they suddenly smashed into Feng Qingyang's heart, his face suddenly changed wildly, and he screamed wildly.

"How is that possible!"

His Qingsha fist, combined with the true yuan breath of Jiuyang Gong, can directly kill the martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin, even if it is the Great Perfection of Ming Jin, if he is hit by this punch, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured, and even if the Dark Power Grandmaster comes, he has to avoid its edge!

However, Liu Yifan, a young person, even looks a little weak! He caught his violent Qingsha fist so lightly!

Catch it safely!

It's as if what he smashed over was not a fist, but a small paper ball!

How can this not surprise Feng Qingyang, how can it not make him despair!

Liu Yifan sneered, "Trash." ”

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, boom, Feng Qingyang's thin figure, like a kite with a broken string, flew out and smashed down on a stone twenty meters away.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spit out of Feng Qingyang's mouth.

With one move, he was beaten to the point that he, a powerful martial artist who was bright and consummated, and was only one step away from the dark energy, vomited blood!

Is this still human?

Feng Qingyang's eyes were stunned, and he couldn't speak to himself.

Liu Yifan shook his head and laughed, "I just said that you will make three moves, but you are so arrogant, you don't have any self-knowledge, and you said that you don't need me to let you, now you know that you are wrong." ”

"Hehe..."Feng Qingyang's face was full of bitterness.

"Liu Yifan, I know that you used the qigong method just now, you are young, and you have cultivated qigong to such a pure level, if you say that there is no famous teacher to guide you, I will not believe it if Feng Qingyang is killed!"

"Can you tell me who your master is?"

Liu Yifan was speechless, "I said, I don't have a master, why don't you believe it?" ”

"Hehe, the ghost believes it." Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly.

Liu Yifan was unhappy, he was the most unhappy with this kind of stubborn person, so he said coldly:

"Then I'll turn you into a ghost."

After saying this, I saw that Liu Yifan's figure flashed, and he came to Feng Qingyang in only 0.01 seconds.

Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank again, and his complexion changed wildly.

He was about to make a move to stop Liu Yifan, but at this time, he found that his lower body had turned into a blood mist, and after an unbelievable expression appeared on his face, his whole person was wiped out.

A master of Ming Jin Great Perfection disappeared from this world with a slight pinch from Liu Yifan.

Liu Yifan looked at the time.

Well, from the small alley to the top of Baiyun Mountain in the suburbs, it has taken a total of ten minutes so far.

"What a waste of my time."

Liu Yifan said this lightly, and with a whoosh, he disappeared from the top of Baiyun Mountain, and when he appeared again, he had already come to the door of the rented house in the Education Road community.

"Coming back so soon?"

Fang Yunjiao was a little stunned when she saw Liu Yifan, "Aren't you going to play chess with that old man?" A game of chess is over so quickly? ”

Liu Yifan said lightly: "He put an endgame on me and asked me to crack it, but I came to a two-car merger, and he was defeated in two moves." ”

"Hm..."Fang Yunjiao was still stunned, "I didn't expect you to be so good at chess..."

Liu Yifan smiled faintly, "Average, it can't be said to be very powerful, just medium." I'll go back to sleep and see you tomorrow. ”

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

The next day, it's a new day.

Liu Yifan still goes to class like an ordinary student.

When I came to the school and entered the classroom, I found that many students in the class were wearing basketball uniforms.

It turned out that today was the first day of the start of the school class basketball game.

There was a game in the 11th class of the senior year, against the 9th class of the senior year.

"Class 9 of the third year of high school is not a bone to gnaw, there is a big man close to two meters in their class, and there is also a point guard Liu Xi, who is also a very bullish existence, known as the 'ankle finisher of Hualong Middle School', I am afraid that this time, our senior 11 class will be eliminated in the first round."

Several classmates who played basketball began to get together to discuss the upcoming basketball game.

In the 11th class of the third year of high school, there are only nine people who can play basketball, and in addition to the starting five, the remaining four are relatively watery, so in the first round, they will meet the powerful 9th class of the third year of high school, and they will indeed be more auspicious.

Liu Yifan doesn't pay much attention to basketball, but when school ends in the afternoon, he is pulled by Zheng Xin'er to be a cheerleader to cheer for the basketball team in his class.

Liu Yifan didn't want to go, but Zheng Xin'er said that in a class, you have to have a sense of collective honor, even if you don't play basketball, you have to cheer for them.

couldn't resist Zheng Xin'er's dragging, and in the end, Liu Yifan came to the basketball court.

Today is the first day of the school class basketball game, and the 9th class of the third year of high school may not play very well due to the lack of battlefield for a long time, and the basket is almost smashed crooked by them.

However, with the height advantage of big center Yan Jun and the ability of point guard Liu Xi to control the court, they still had a five-point advantage over the 11th class of the senior high school when there were only three minutes left in the fourth quarter.

The players on the field in the 11th class of the third year of high school are also out of the way, all kinds of desperate defense, like mad dogs, that kind of defensive intensity, the smell of gunpowder is very strong, and there are naturally a lot of fouls.

So far, they have three people with six fouls and one person with foot cramps leaving the field, and only five people left on the field who can be used.

If one more person is sent off, then they will have no one available.

But the house leak happened to rain overnight, and at this time, a whistle blew, and Liu Shaoan, the most active point guard, was blown for the sixth foul and then sent off.

Class 11 of the third year of high school asked for a timeout.

All the players gathered around and looked depressed.

"Damn, this dead referee was bought by the people of the 9th class of the third year of high school, blowing so many whistles on us, and sending four people off in one game, and I was also drunk!" Liu Shaoan was very upset and slammed the towel that wiped his sweat on the ground.

"What now? There are only four of us left who can play, is it possible that we can really play four or five? It took me a long time to make the last three minutes, and I didn't want to lose like that. Small forward Zhu Zhiding was unwilling.

In this game, they did their best, and there were only three minutes left before the victory, and it would be very unpleasant to lose like this.

"What else can I do, find someone in the class to go up and top it, even if you don't know basketball, it's better to help defend than four to five." Center forward Gao Xiaofeng was full of helplessness.

"Who's going to take it up?"

Everyone has a headache, who can take Liu Shaoan's place?

"I'll do it."

At this time, a faint voice came from not far away.

Liu Shao'an, Zhu Zhiding, Gao Xiaofeng and other basketball players couldn't help but be stunned, and when they followed the sound, they saw Liu Yifan walking over slowly.

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