"It's just an intermediate monk, and you are still going to school together, you are not ashamed!" Zhang Zihong said disdainfully, as the moment the students of the second class of the year gave up the place, Zhang Zihong directly condensed a blazing fireball in his hand, this fireball was very weird, not blue or orange, but a red and purple fiery red.

The fireball in Zhang Zihong's hand was a mutation product produced after he compressed his spiritual power, and the temperature was hundreds of degrees higher than ordinary magma, even if it was steel, Zhang Zihong was sure that it would melt in an instant.

"Big devil, see if I don't burn you, you become a dog's head!" A sneer hung on the corner of Zhang Zihong's mouth, the fireball in his hand became hotter and hotter the more he burned, and the air around the fireball became a little illusory, as if he was bowling, Zhang Zihong sprinted a few times, then raised his right hand back and threw the fireball at Fang Bai.

With the flying Mars, the fireball flew towards Fang Bai like a missile.

As the fireball got closer and closer, Fang Bai still held the ruler in his hand and didn't move at all.

"I'm really sorry, I won!" Zhang Zihong knew the power of his blow, the other party was okay to dodge, if he didn't resist hard, his fireball would explode, and the power of the explosion might not be able to be hard connected even if it was an earth-based monk in people's hearts.

Zhang Zihong, who had a deep confidence in his own injuries, didn't even look at the result, and turned around very elegantly to leave, and in an instant, a wind sounded directly in his ears......

"Smack!"

A heart-piercing pain came from his calf, as if he was suddenly bitten by a fierce beast, and Zhang Zihong, who was in pain, fell directly to the ground unsteadily.

Before Zhang Zihong could figure out what was going on, he saw a huge figure directly covering him, and the teacher who should have been injured by his fireball actually appeared behind him, looking at him with a honey smile on his face.

"You... How could you be okay? You ......" Zhang Zihong's face was full of incredulity, how could it be, what happened, why was the person in front of him okay?

"Smack!"

Fang Bai didn't want to explain this mentally retarded problem to Zhang Zihong, why would it be okay? I won't tell you if you ask me, it's PK time, how can there be so much nonsense!

Listening to the crisp and loud voice, the few students around who knew the taste couldn't help but tremble, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Oh my god, this one hit really hard!" Abu sighed.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I believe my cousin is a brave man, this little injury is nothing!" Li Zicheng said.

And Chen Yue on the side frowned a little, when the big devil first came, Chen Yue didn't notice much when he was beaten for the first time, but this time, Chen Yue made a new discovery, and the ruler of the big devil seemed to be a little unusual.

Zhang Zihong's fireball, even if he defended it with all his might, he might not be able to stop it, but the big devil just took the ruler and touched it lightly, and the originally irritable fireball was directly wiped out in the air like a good baby, how similar was this to his own ice blade at the beginning...... It seems that if you want to beat up the big devil, you have to find a way to get him not to use that ruler.

"You hit me! You dare to hit me!" Zhang Zihong covered his calf in grief and indignation, and these two combos directly made Zhang Zihong's calf nearly half thicker......

"Smack!"

Seeing that the little radish head in front of him still had the strength to call, Fang Bai didn't even bother to speak, so he picked up the ruler and continued to fight.

"My father is the Duke of Great Xia, I must ......"

"Smack!"

"You dare to hit me......"

"Smack!"

"I ......"

"Smack!"

I don't know how many times he was beaten, Zhang Zihong finally understood why the man in front of him had the title of a big devil, where is this devil, this is simply the devil!

More than a dozen whips were all hit in one place, and Zhang Zihong's right leg is now almost useless, and now he doesn't feel anything except pain.

Looking at the little radish head in front of him looking at himself with sad and angry eyes, Fang Bai touched his chin, did he hit too hard?

When Zhang Zihong thought that the matter had passed, the big devil in front of him raised his ruler again.

"Stop!" Zhang Zihong raised his hand very angrily, "Have you fought enough!"

"Fang Bai, don't think that you are very powerful now, you are just relying on the advantage of age, you will grow old sooner or later, and I will grow up sooner or later, I tell you ......"

Zhang Zihong clenched his fist loudly, erupted like a volcano, his little face was cold, he looked at Fang Bai very coldly, and struggled to stand up with one foot, bent on one foot, "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young man......"

"Smack!"

Fang Bai's ruler changed to his left hand, and he twitched Zhang Zihong's left calf again, and in an instant, the little radish head in front of him withered, and the heroic appearance of 'don't bully the poor boy' just now no longer exists......

"Yo, you dare to call the teacher's name directly, it seems that you haven't played enough. Fang Bai raised the ruler in his hand again.

"Don't... Stop it...... Pain! Pain...... It hurts!" Covering his feet, Zhang Zihong crawled back a few steps pitifully with tears in the corners of his eyes, "I'm not coming...... It hurts......"

"Don't, the teacher hasn't had a good time, you can say more about not bullying the poor boy, if the lines are not enough, the teacher will teach you!"

"I won't say it...... I won't say it......" Looking at the big devil who was getting closer and closer, Zhang Zihong hurriedly shrank back with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, then the teacher won't talk about it, after all, you feel annoyed, let's just fight it. Fang Bai pretended to shake his head, and once again raised the ruler in his hand.

"I'm not annoyed, I'm not annoyed, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong. Zhang Zihong held his legs with both hands, crying and shouting.

"Then when are you coming to school tomorrow?" Fang Bai patted the ruler in his hand.

"Nine...... Nine o'clock?" Zhang Zihong, who didn't know what to do, replied blankly.

"Smack!"

"Half-past six, half-past six!"

"Will you listen to the teacher in the future?"

"Obedient and obedient, I am obedient! I must be obedient!" Zhang Zihong nodded bitterly,

"Good. Fang Bai nodded with satisfaction, "Then we have the next challenger!"

Everyone turned their eyes to Ye Shen, the melon-eating crowd on the side.

"I ...... I...... Can I admit defeat?" Ye Shen looked at Fang Bai with a sad face, he finally understood why these people were so well-behaved, in the hands of this teacher, it is estimated that those who are not well-behaved have been killed......

"It doesn't matter, the teacher is just an intermediate monk...... That's it!" Fang Bai looked at Ye Shen's little radish head with a smile, "Don't be afraid, at most, it's just lame, the teacher will be gentle, very gentle." ”