Sun Tian took a light puff of his cigarette, glanced at Chen Fuyun, who had a fearless face, and said with a smile: "I heard that you are very good at fighting?" ”

This is a tentative question before the group battle is about to begin.

Chen Fuyun naturally heard the provocative intention in his tone, and took out the bag of Hongtashan that had been left over from yesterday from his pocket, and when he was about to take out the lighter, Tang Xiaoyu was already very gentle and took out the lighter from his pocket, moved forward slightly, and helped him light the cigarette.

"Sun Tian, this guy is prepared, don't come with them, I'll have to take Teacher Mao's class later, don't be late this time, otherwise I'm not sure if Teacher Mao will fire you." Tang Xiaoyu said softly.

She was obviously worried that Chen Fuyun would suffer, he was single-handed, and his body was quite thin, where was the opponent of Sun Tian's group of school students, Tang Xiaoyu didn't want him to be beaten and kicked by so many people because of herself. Where can he stand it? Tang Xiaoyu was also reluctant.

Chen Fuyun also probably heard the worry in Tang Xiaoyu's tone, as for the deeper level of "reluctance", Chen Fuyun couldn't understand it, not that he was not good at observing words and feelings, but that his skin was not thick enough to be quite narcissistic.

Tang Xiaoyu wanted to lend Chen Fuyun the opportunity to light a cigarette and let him run directly, but who knew that Chen Fuyun took the opportunity to pinch his face, and then smiled: "You go to the classroom first, I will be there in a while, this time I promise not to be late." ”

Chen Fuyun's tone was firm, and it seemed unquestionable.

Although he knows that Chen Fuyun is not the kind of person who dares to brag nonsense without being sure, Tang Xiaoyu is a little suspicious, in the game, he is vertical and horizontal, fearless and fearless, and he is a guy who makes people feel very secure, but in this reality, whether he fights enough or not, Tang Xiaowei knows nothing.

Since he is so confident, he should have a reason. Tang Xiaoyu turned around and left under Chen Fuyun's firm gaze, comforting herself with these words in her heart.

It wasn't until Tang Xiaowei's figure disappeared from view that Chen Fuyun turned his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and when he looked at Sun Tian, he still looked fearless and calm.

"Iron egg, him for me!"

Sun Tian didn't say anything polite to him, Tang Xiaoyu looked like he was worried about this guy, which would have made him angry, if he wasn't afraid of hurting her just now, Sun Tian would have let the brothers beat Chen Fuyun to death.

As soon as Sun Tian spoke here, there was immediately a tall man with a large physique as a bear, who looked like a big guy who should be good at throwing shot put and bidding guns, and sneered at Chen Fuyun, and then suddenly clenched his fist, and a fist the size of a small sandbag smashed towards Chen Fuyun's head.

This big guy is named Wang Tiedan, he began to practice sports at the age of seven, because he was as strong as a cow since he was a child, he specialized in training shot put, entered the provincial team at the age of fifteen, and was used by the provincial team as a key training seed for the national team at the age of eighteen, and was sent to the Institute of Physical Education of Suzhou University to learn sports theory and skills.

This shot put is a good hand, and the fight is even more first-class.

The power contained in his punch is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary boxers, if an ordinary adult is unprepared and is hit in the head by him with a punch, it is a trivial matter, and the concussion is nine times out of ten, and it is just severe.

In the provincial team, this guy didn't make a lot of trouble, and now he has arrived at the School of Physical Education of Soochow University, and has followed Sun Tian, the little overlord.

Wang Tiedan's punch is heavy and heavy, and it is quite disciplined, and the speed is extremely fast, it can be seen that he should have practiced boxing before, and his foundation is not weak.

However, in Chen Fuyun's opinion, this kind of punch is obviously not fast enough and not strong enough.

When Wang Tiedan's heavy fist roared, Chen Fuyun didn't hold it up, his footsteps stepped on the ground, his right arm flicked, and he only heard the sound of fist and arm handover.

Before Xiang Tie Dan could recover from his surprise, Chen Fuyun stepped forward, turned around, and a muffled bang rang out, and Wang Tiedan's huge body as strong as a bear suddenly flew back four or five steps back like a bell that had been struck by a sledgehammer, until he almost knocked down Sun Tiandu, who was standing behind him.

"I'm in a hurry, let's go together."

Chen Fuyun took the cigarette in his hand to his head, threw it on the ground and stepped on it, then raised his head and said lightly.

"Damn, brothers, go up together, him with me!"

Wang Tiedan suffered a loss at Chen Fuyun's hands, of course he was not convinced, he roared in a low voice, and shouted to the brothers of the Sports Academy who had as many as twenty-five people behind him, and flocked to Chen Fuyun's two fists and four legs, and beat the master to death with his fists, don't you Chen Fuyun have fists and kicks, then a group of people will beat you, I don't believe that I can't kill you!

Sun Tian smoked a cigarette coolly behind him, looking at the chaotic battle situation and the group of onlookers, thinking lightly.

Perhaps the most important thing in group fighting is momentum.

When Chen Fuyun used to mix with Da Fei's group of dormitory classmates in the Internet café, he had fought many times with the gangsters in the county, and he had quite a lot of experience in group fights.

There are many people on the other side, and he is alone, no matter how hard his fists are and how high his martial arts are, he can easily defeat all the college students from this group of schools.

In the chaos, you can't directly resist everyone's blows with your own strength, but you have to avoid the vital punches and kicks, pick up the weakest opponents, and lay down one by one to play with momentum.

That's what Chen Fuyun has always done!

His fists and feet are so powerful that anyone who is targeted by him, once he is swept or punched by a punch, he must lie directly on the ground as if he was hit by a hammer, his face is pale, and he can't move for a moment.

But Chen Fuyun's style of play, he must also be hit by a lot of random punches and feet, but his ability to resist blows is like a tumbler, no matter how heavy your punches and kicks are, as long as they don't hit the vital point directly, he will continue to swing his fists like the wind and fly his feet like a shadow.

Are you kidding! This is the reincarnation of Huang Feihong, so many people can't beat him alone? Sun Tian, who had been watching coldly while smoking, suddenly took a sip of saliva and scolded.

……

Chen Fuyun finally had a blue nose and swollen face, and rushed to the teaching building with a body that was not light or serious.

Although he can fight, it is impossible for twenty-five young and strong sports school students to come back from the playground with all their feathers under the combination of fists and feet, and even a few goods with a few guys who have been violently stumbling for a while.

was able to knock down the group of goods one by one, and he could walk back to the classroom by himself, and before the class bell rang, Chen Fuyun had already done his best, at least this little injury on his body, it would be fine in a few days, and there was nothing to worry about.

When Chen Fuyun was about to enter the classroom, he happened to meet Professor Mao, who had come to teach the students.

Out of politeness, Chen Fuyun naturally did not rush to the classroom with his head down, but stood still and respectfully greeted Teacher Mao.

Looking at Chen Fuyun, who was wearing a white shirt stained with a lot of blood, messy hair, and a blue nose and swollen face, he shook his head with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and then waved his hand, signaling that he could enter the classroom.

Chen Fuyun didn't particularly care about Professor Mao's gaze, he calmly walked into the classroom with his head held high, and then quickly saw where Tang Xiaoyu was.

No matter how strange the students looked at him below, he strode to the empty seat next to Tang Xiaoyu and sat down, smiled at Tang Xiaoyu and Zhang Xiaoyu, who were full of worry, and began to listen to Professor Mao's solemn lecture in front of him with a calm face.

Tang Xiaoyu was obviously prepared, and after Chen Fuyun sat down, she took out a bottle of safflower oil bought by swiping a card in the infirmary from the desk and handed it to him from under the table.

Chen Fuyun glanced at Tang Xiaoyun's small action, but he didn't reach out to take it, but rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his bruised arm over, with obvious intentions.

The guy who has to make inches.