Chapter 384: None of them can fight

Ye Yangshuo grabbed his pinched wrist and half-knelt on the ground, screaming in pain.

Wang Fan looked at Ye Yangshuo who wanted to struggle out expressionlessly, and the strength of his subordinates increased by a point, and suddenly Ye Yangshuo shouted even more happily.

"Horsewoman's!" After Zhao Pengyu scolded, he rushed towards Wang Fan with the people behind him.

Wang Fan snorted coldly, grabbed Ye Yangshuo's hand and threw it back, directly throwing Ye Yangshuo aside. Then he clenched his fists and rushed forward.

Qian Duole added that there were five people here, and after estimating the combat strength, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to help, when Zhang Yi pinched Qian Duole's shoulder and stopped him.

"Brother Yi, why are you stopping me! Let's go ...... together" Qian Duole was only halfway through speaking, seeing that Zhang Yi was calm, he didn't think about stepping forward to help, swallowed what he was going to say later, and changed his words: "Don't you need to go up to help?"

"No!" Zhang Yi withdrew his palm and looked at the group fight in front of him with relish.

When Qian Duole heard this, he turned his head and saw that Mr. Liu and Yan Bo were also looking at it excitedly, watching the play properly, just like potato chips and coke.

"Are you really okay?" Qian Duole muttered in his heart.

Because Qian Duole saw a person in the team, this person was a student of sanda and had also participated in competitions.

With a worried attitude, Qian Duole turned his head, but saw a scene of jaw dropping.

I saw Wang Fan make one move at a time, and those people who were touched by Wang Fan had no second posture except lying on the ground.

In the end, the kind of person who practiced sanda rushed in front of Wang Fan, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and hit Wang Fan's chin with a right hook.

Wang Fan smiled contemptuously, didn't hide, just stood in place, and let this punch hit his chin.

With a "click", Wang Fan's jaw made a soft sound.

"What a weak chicken." Wang Fan scoffed.

"You ......" Sanda classmates were surprised when they just spit out a word.

Wang Fan stretched out one hand and pinched it directly on the head of the person who practiced sanda, and when the sanda player had not yet reacted, Wang Fan used one hand to exert force.

"Ahhh

I saw the person who practiced sanda, pinched Wang Fan's arm with both hands, knelt on the ground, and said in pain.

"That's all there is to it!?" Wang Fan said disdainfully.

In addition to the ** voice, there was only the sound of pain in response to Wang Fan.

"Cut! Not a single one can fight! Wang Fan said unhappily.

"Get out!" Wang Fan withdrew his hand, glanced at the people on the ground, and said lightly.

"You wait for me, I'll call someone to clean you up another day!" Ye Yangshuo pinched the wrist that was hurt by Wang Fan and let out a cruel word.

"Oh~~~" Wang Fan smiled strangely and walked towards Ye Yangshuo.

"You...... What are you doing? There was obviously a bit of panic in Ye Yangshuo's tone.

"Don't be afraid!" Wang Fan took off the sunglasses hanging on his suit, put them on his face, and said coolly.

"Don't call someone another day, just today! I'm just waiting for you to call someone. Wang Fan spit out an extremely provocative sentence.

"Alright, let's go call someone!" Wang Fan got up, waved his hand and said, "Remember to shout more!" The more the merrier! ”

After that, Wang Fan ignored the surprised eyes of the people around him, stepped on the outer eight characters, and came back very arrogantly.

"This ......" Qian Duole was stunned, it was the first time he had seen such a provocative and crazy person.

"Don't look at him like that!" Zhang Yi opened his mouth and said: "If you really want to fight, it's useless for you to call a hundred people over!"

"Is it really that strong?" Qian Duole was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Do you know Super Saiyan?" Zhang Yi asked.

"Yes!" Qian Duole nodded and said.

"No! That guy is a real-life version of Super Saiyan! Zhang Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Fan and said.

"That's right!" Zhang Yi looked at Qian Duole and said, "Otherwise, you can follow him to learn physical arts!"

Qian Duole: "Huh!?"

"I'll take you there!" Zhang Yi saw Qian Duole's lack of confidence, so he pulled Qian Duole and walked over.

"Cool fighting?" Yan Bo clasped his hands and asked.

"It's not even a warm-up!" Wang Fan said indifferently.

"People are just telling the truth!" Yan Bo said sheepishly.

Wang Fan said, "What do you want to say?"

"What!?" Yan Bo shook his legs and said, "Don't let people say how short you are?"

"You fat boy!" Wang Fan pointed to Yan Bo's nose and said, "If you don't scold me for a day, are you uncomfortable!"

"That's not it!" Yan Bo walked to Wang Fan's side, stretched his waist vigorously and said, "It's very uncomfortable!"

"Yan Fatty, believe it or not, I'll beat you up like this!" Wang Fan gritted his teeth and said.

"Beat it up!" Yan Bo said provocatively: "I have that video of you in my phone."

"My Niu Temple...... Wang Fan grinded his teeth and squeaked.

"Don't talk about it yet!" Zhang Yi walked between the two and said, "Wang bald! I've got someone for you! ”

After that, Zhang Yi pulled out Qian Duole from behind him.

"Huh!?" Wang Fan looked at Qian Duole suspiciously.

"I'll introduce you!" Zhang Yi introduced the people on both sides to each other.

"Huh! You're not the one who molested Sakura and then had her aunt break her bones! Mr. Liu saw that Qian Duole was a little familiar, and after a while, he remembered who Qian Duole was.

"Awesome!" Yan Bo clapped his hands and said, "Dare to tease the girl of Baihua Mountain, admire and admire!"

"It's you!" Wang Fan looked Qian Duole up and down, and said in amazement.

"Uh...... Hehe......" Qian Duole scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"You want to learn physical arts!?" Wang Fan asked.

After a pause, Qian Duole nodded.

"En......" Wang Fan held his chin and looked at Qian Duole.

After a while, Wang Fan said in an old-fashioned manner: "I think you are quite close to us, if you want to learn, I can teach you a little."

"Really!" Qian Duole asked.

"Yes!" Wang Fan replied and said, "However, the physical technique is very hard, can you persevere?"

"Yes!" Qian Duole responded in one bite.

In fact, Zhang Yi handed over Qian Duole to Wang Fan, and he also had a little thought. After a few days of contact, Zhang Yi found that Qian Duole's talent in learning Taoism was really low. And now that Wang Fan is here, Zhang Yi fortunately handed over Qian Duole directly to Wang Fan. After all, if you are willing to work hard, you will still be effective.

After throwing Qian Duole to Wang Fan, Zhang Yi rubbed his swollen head and said, "You play slowly, I'll go make up for sleep first."

With that, Zhang Yi waved his hand and turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Wang Fan patted Qian Duole on the shoulder and said, "Wait for those people to call, and see how your brother Fan solves those people."