Chapter 5: My Fists Are Hard, I'm in Charge!

Miyamoto Masao has a shaved mustache, a large gold chain around his neck, and a golden dragon tattooed on his arm, not like a student at all, but more like a big brother in society.

"Big brother, where are they!" Next to Masao Miyamoto, Chen Fan, who had been beaten by Li Tianxie before, flatteringly pointed at Li Tianxie and the others and reported.

Looking at Chen Fan's hateful face, a gloom flashed in Li Tianxie's eyes, it seems that he was too light to strike first! Such a scumbag, a traitor, should be killed with one punch.

Masao Miyamoto glanced at Li Tianxie and the others, "Go!" If labor and management don't kill him today, I won't be a man. As he spoke, Masao Miyamoto kicked a palm of his hand into the dining table, smashing the blood on several classmates next to him.

Chen Fan looked at those classmates who were moaning in pain, without any pity, and when he passed by them, he even kicked a female classmate who was lying on the ground away, "Call chicken feathers bark, can't you see clearly with dog eyes, President Miyamoto doesn't know how to give way when he comes, damn!" ”

Coax!

Chen Fan's despicable actions immediately angered the classmates in the cafeteria, everyone stared at Chen Fan with red eyes, and their fists were clenched tightly, but they glanced at the group of Miyamoto martial arts masters who were following Miyamoto Masao, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Los Angeles University is martial arts, and any fight in the school, as long as there is no fatality, the upper side will not intervene. Conflicts between students are generally resolved through armed duels.

To put it bluntly, whoever has a hard fist is the boss. Miyamoto Martial Arts is in Los Angeles University, and it is the number one martial arts society, and few people dare to provoke it.

Even if Nangong Wan is the strength of the peak of the grandmaster, when he saw Miyamoto Masao coming over with the people from the Miyamoto Martial Arts Society, he couldn't help frowning slightly, "Yutong, you take your boyfriend away, there are so many of them, I'm afraid I can't stop them......"

But before Nangong Wan's words fell, Li Tianxie, who was sitting in the seat, had already smashed the dinner plate in his hand out, and smashed it on Chen Fan's mouth with a sharp whistling sound.

Poof!

With a dull sound, Chen Fan's body was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees in place by the impact of the steel dinner plate. The mouth full of teeth was shattered inch by inch, and blood sped out of the mouth...... The body finally slammed into a dining table with a thud, smashing it to pieces.

This is the power of Wu Zun, although the strength is only attached to the dinner plate, it is enough to crush Chen Fan.

"You...... Woo woo woo ......" Chen Fan covered his bloody * mushy mouth, looked at Li Tianxie with a frightened face, and wanted to speak in his mouth but couldn't say it clearly at all, so he could only make a whining sound.

Nangong Wan was stunned, "Li Chenfeng...... You ......" Although Li Chenfeng Nangong Wan didn't know about it, she had also heard of it. That's a well-known shitty in the whole school, and I'm often bullied. When did this guy become such a gentleman? The point is, there is still a faint true qi fluctuating in the hand?

Even more shocked than Nangong Wan was Miyamoto Masao, who stretched his neck, and only came to his senses after a few seconds, "Fuck, bastard!" The person who beat me in front of the labor? Baga, even if Chen Fan is one of my dogs, it depends on the owner if you beat the dog......"

Masao Miyamoto was about to burst into flames with anger in his heart, but he waved his hand calmly on his face. The hundreds of members of the Martial Arts Society who followed him immediately surrounded Li Tianxie, Jiang Yutong, and Nangong Wan in the middle.

Miyamoto Masao shook his big * legs, pushed away the crowd, and looked at Li Tian with a playful face, "Boy, you are very kind!" A woman who dares to work and manage...... Hmph, give you a chance, lick the phlegm on the ground, and give you Jiang Yutong to me to play for two days, rest assured, I will return it to you after two days of play, and there will be no missing parts! ”

As he spoke, Masao Miyamoto spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the floor, sticky with a hint of dark yellow, disgusting.

Coax!

The surrounding members of the Miyamoto Martial Arts Society couldn't help laughing, and they all looked at Li Tianxie with pity.

"Haha, our president is very pitiful!"

"Li Chenfeng, I think you should lick it, our president is already very merciful, okay!"

……

The surrounding group of people from the Miyamoto Martial Arts Society all muttered sneeringly.

Outside the encirclement, there were still hundreds of students in the cafeteria, although they were worried about Li Chenfeng's fate, but in the face of Miyamoto Martial Society, they couldn't do anything.

Li Tianxie's eyes were already extremely cold, and he slowly stood up from his seat, his whole body unreservedly released his murderous aura, and several members of the martial arts club who were closer couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But they relied on their large number of people, and still shouted unscrupulously, "Yo yo yo, the waste stupid * is angry?" Come on, come and bite me! ”

"The one who dares to go against our Miyamoto Martial Shrine has not yet been born!"

……

In front of Li Tianxie on the left, the words in the mouths of several island dogs had just been halfway through, and Li Tianxie suddenly moved. Stretched out his hand and grabbed the dining table of more than 100 catties next to him, and his whole body surged with energy, smashing towards the group of people.

Bang!

Immediately followed by a crack of bones, more than a dozen Wushe Island dogs over there had already fallen to the ground, and the bones in their bodies did not know how many were broken.

Li Tianxie coldly swept the members of the surrounding Miyamoto Martial Society, and said, "Miyamoto Martial Society?" Hmph, from today onwards, there will be no more Miyamoto Martial Arts at Los Angeles University! Otherwise...... Kill! ”

Domineering words are simply not to be questioned.

A scolding made the hundreds of surrounding martial arts club members directly stunned. But Masao Miyamoto remained awake, "What are you?" I'm going to remove my name from Miyamoto Martial Arts, and you said it. ”

While Miyamoto Masao scolded in his mouth, his ankle kicked on the ground suddenly, and his body rushed towards Li Tianxie like a cannonball.

The fluctuating aura on his body made Nangong Wan next to him take aback, "Grandmaster peak? Half-step Wuzun, Li Chenfeng, you ...... careful"

A touch of pride flashed in Miyamoto Takesha's eyes, and his palm turned into eagle claws, and he quickly attacked Li Tianxie's throat, and the shot was a killing move.

Li Tianxie stood in place, unmoved, a sneer flashed in the corner of his eyes, and when Miyamoto Masao's palm was less than two inches away from his throat, he suddenly made a move like lightning, and quickly grabbed Miyamoto Masao's wrist.

Click!

Without any hesitation, all the peak strength of Wu Zun on Li Tianxie's body surged, directly breaking Miyamoto Masao's wrist. At the same time, the knee of his right leg flew up and hit Miyamoto's chest with a bang, collapsing Miyamoto's chest cavity into a huge hole.

Everything was going on so brightly that Masao Miyamoto didn't have any chance to resist at all.

Poof!

Miyamoto Masao didn't even have time to scream, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the strength of his whole body instantly collapsed, struggling on the ground like a dead dog.

Li Tianxie stepped on Miyamoto Masao's chest, looked at him lightly and said, "I'm talking about Miyamoto Martial Arts being removed now, do you think what I said counts?" ”