Wang Zhengjun almost vomited blood.

Dong Yiyi stood next to him for a long time, thinking that this girl was going to say something serious, but it turned out to be to take a bite of the fritters!

"Didn't you eat the sauerkraut fish for the four people just now?"

"Didn't you eat it?"

“......”

Wang Zhengjun was speechless, the fritters just now had been beaten and thrown directly into the trash.

"Boss, you fry me a few more. ”

The boss was also stupid just now, and hurriedly continued to fry fritters for Wang Zhengjun, even he couldn't figure it out, how could this fritters be better than sticks in the hands of this young man?

His fritters are the most ordinary, extremely soft, let alone beating, even if you pinch them lightly, they will soften.

Wang Zhengjun and Dong Yiyi were waiting for the fritters when suddenly an indifferent voice came from behind them.

"Stay away from my sister. ”

The two looked back, and Dong Yiyi shouted in surprise.

"Brother!"

When the danger happened just now, Dong Yiyi hurriedly sent a message to his brother.

Dong Yang rushed over as soon as he received the text message, and as soon as he arrived here, he saw Wang Zhengjun beating the four gangsters with fritters, and he was immediately vigilant.

This kung fu is not simple, he is a powerful practitioner.

Dong Yang has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he has seen any kind of master, but it is the first time he has seen a blue nose and swollen face that beats someone with a fritter.

Judging from his insight, Wang Zhengjun should be a very profound qigong.

Dong Yanggang himself has just stepped into the threshold of a cultivator, and his understanding of true qi is still limited, and he still has that kind of traditional thinking, feeling that qigong is the foundation of everything.

And there are still some differences between his qi and his true qi.

Dong Yiyi hurriedly ran to his brother and said with a smile.

"The bad guys were beaten away by our squad leader, brother, you're late. ”

Dong Yanggang's face did not change, looked at Wang Zhengjun in front of him, and said lightly.

"Isn't there another one? ”

Dong Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "Brother, he is not a bad person, he is my squad leader!"

Wang Zhengjun glanced at Dong Yanggang and scanned it with WeChat, and he could really sweep it out.

"Dong Yanggang, practice qi on the first floor. ”

"Good at: None. ”

"Cons: slightly. ”

Wang Zhengjun almost laughed when he saw this news, this abbreviation is very quintessential, it's not that there are too many shortcomings, so it can't be displayed?

It's also very funny that this is good at not having any, and it seems that this WeChat also looks down on low-level cultivators.

To ordinary people, an entry-level Qi cultivator is already very strong, but in the eyes of a true cultivator, the first level of Qi cultivation is nothing.

Most of the cultivators who practice the first level of qi are those who practice traditional martial arts and then find some kind of trick all at once.

Although they are considered cultivators, most of them do not have cultivation methods, and they don't know much about basic concepts, otherwise it would be very easy to practice Qi from the first level to the second level of Qi training.

It's like Su Qingqing.

Seeing that Wang Zhengjun's eyes seemed to have a hint of banter, Dong Yanggang's face was a little gloomy.

How dare you look down on me?

Who is Dong Yanggang? That is the president of the martial arts club of the Nanjiang People's Congress, and no one in the entire school will call Brother Dong when he sees him? Anyone who has any ill intentions towards his sister will be beaten to death by him.

"What squad leader is not a squad leader, I think he just wants to take advantage of you, and wants to belittle my sister, let's pass my level first. ”

Protecting Dong Yiyi is just an excuse, Dong Yanggang's real purpose is to learn from Wang Zhengjun and try the depth of this person.

Dong Yang just rushed to Wang Zhengjun and swept over with a whip leg.

This kick is very sharp, much more powerful than taekwondo or something.

However, Wang Zhengjun did not dodge or dodge, picked up a fritter again, and flicked it gently.

Dong Yanggang kicked directly into the air, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Fell to the ground with a thud, disgraced.

Dong Yanggang hurriedly stood up with a carp, his face was a little unbearable, he didn't expect Wang Zhengjun to dodge his attack so easily.

Looking at the fritters in his hand, Dong Yanggang gritted his teeth and said.

"If you want to fight, use a serious weapon!"

Wang Zhengjun picked up a new fritter and said lightly.

"Against you, it's enough. ”

Dong Yanggang's face sank like water, "Why don't you use bricks!"

Wang Zhengjun smiled faintly, "I use bricks, you don't have a chance." ”

Dong Yanggang's face suddenly darkened, "You are looking for death!"

When the words fell, he kicked hard under his feet and rushed out directly, like a leopard, extremely fast.

rushed to Wang Zhengjun's side in the blink of an eye, and swept a low whip leg towards Wang Zhengjun's lower plate.

At the same time, one turned around and rushed at Wang Zhengjun's head with his elbow.

This combination of moves has been tried and tested repeatedly, dodging one can't dodge the other, forcing the opponent to fight him hard.

It's a pity that Dong Yanggang would never have imagined that if he was tough, he would be a scumbag in front of Wang Zhengjun.

Wang Zhengjun grabbed the fritters and stabbed them directly in Dong Yanggang's side chest!

The side chest is the weakness of people, Wang Zhengjun is a wonderful swordsmanship.

If it was a sword in his hand, Dong Yanggang would have died at this moment.

Even if it was a fritter, the sharp pain from the soft underbelly directly made his body shrink into a ball and fall to the side.

After rolling on the ground a few times, covered in dust, he stood up in embarrassment, his face full of vigilance and shock.

The pain in the soft underbelly was incomparable, as if someone had stabbed a sword.

Seeing this scene, Dong Yiyi shouted anxiously.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! There's only one fritter left!"

Wang Zhengjun: ......

Dong Yanggang: ......

Dong Yanggang really wants to cry without tears, is this still a sister, your brother has let people beat him, you finally came out to persuade a fight, but the purpose of persuasion is still for a fritter!

Your brother is not as good as a fritter, is he?

Dong Yiyi snatched the last fritter from Wang Zhengjun's hand, and said while biting it happily.

"Brother, I said a long time ago that this is my squad leader, not a pervert. ”

Dong Yanggang's face was slightly embarrassed, and after standing up, his face was also full of depression, but he still stood in front of Wang Zhengjun and clenched his fists with both hands.

"Skills are not as good as others, and they are willing to bow to the wind. ”

Although I am not convinced to lose, I still have the least responsibility.

Dong Yiyi laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said heartlessly.

"Brother, it seems that you still need to practice. ”

After finishing speaking, Dong Yiyi followed Wang Zhengjun back to school.

Dong Yanggang stood in place, almost fainting without taking a breath.

......

After returning to the dormitory, Wang Zhengjun began to prepare the medicinal herbs, and after a few days, the six-leaf clover finally matured.

The mature six-leaf clover is twice as large as the six-leaf clover studied in Kwan Tak Mountain.

It's like the difference between shallots and green onions.

Wang Zhengjun hurriedly opened WeChat and scanned.

"Powerful six-leaf clover, there is a high chance that the pill will be formed. ”

Wang Zhengjun was immediately overjoyed, knowing that QQ Farm would not let him down, and sure enough, after this six-leaf clover was planted, it directly became a powerful six-leaf clover.