Chapter 132: Isn't He Your Uncle?
"Whoever dares not to do it for me, he will demonstrate the next one." Zhanmo's voice came slowly.
All the students were stunned and didn't dare to hesitate.
"Brother, I'm sorry!" said apologetically, and in the next moment, all the students had already hugged each other, surrounding the two of them, and officially started the beating!
Say you won't fight back if you don't let you fight back? Just kidding, Feng Ge is not the kind of person who is passively beaten!
Suddenly clasped a punch that rushed up, Feng Ge slammed a backhand, directly throwing the person to the ground, at the same time, raised his arm to block the attack on the right, the left fist quickly rushed out, directly knocked the person away, and when he turned around, he directly shoveled down the person on the other side.
Leaping backwards, his legs flew out violently, and he kicked directly at the two bastards who wanted to attack from behind.
The whole action is like flowing water, all in one go!
The people who watched were dazzled, no matter how they made a move, they couldn't even touch Feng Ge in the slightest!
But the more this happened, the more excited these young and vigorous teenagers became, and they no longer had any reservations, and rushed towards Feng Ge frantically.
On the other side of the battle, the fight is also in full swing, and as the young master of the God of War family, he naturally still has two brushes!
Looking at the two people who were beaten by so many people, and they were still at ease, a satisfied smile rose on the face of the Zhan Mo Mentor, Zhan Jue that kid, that was beaten by him since he was a child, and he knew his strength very well.
Unexpectedly, this newcomer has such potential.
He seems to have seen a strong man, growing and rising step by step.
As mentors, they naturally want to tap their potential and make them stronger faster.
"It's all classmates in the same class, don't have reservations, use your fists to your heart's content, and let the teacher see if you have the potential, board the demon battlefield, and defend your homeland." Zhan Mo said.
It seems to be a random word, but it undoubtedly arouses the blood in everyone's hearts!
All the teenagers, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, rolled up their sleeves and frantically beat the two of them, even if they were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, their faces were still full of excitement.
Looking at the hot scene, Xiao Qianhuan, who was hiding at the end of the classroom, was a little eager to try, if it weren't for the fear that the boss would find him to settle accounts after the autumn, he would have raised his fists and rushed up.
And Feng Ge, who was beaten by everyone, was in her heart at the moment, it was a capital collapse, these dead boys were envious, jealous and hateful, and they greeted her in the face with their fists! Is it wrong to be handsome?
In the end, Feng Ge decisively broke the phase! And the other teenagers also had a pig's head on their heads, lying on the ground and giggling.
They don't have the strength anymore, but why, it feels so good!
The first class of the third class of fighters ended in this hot scene.
When the bell rang, I saw the students of the third class of soldiers walking out with pig-headed faces one after another, and the expressions of the onlookers were confused.
What's the situation, was the third squad of fighters all looted?
People ask for money for classes, and they need to die for classes!
But why did this group of guys obviously be beaten into pigs' heads, and they were still laughing like stupid people.
I had long heard that the students brought out by the War Ink Tutor were all combat maniacs, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.
"Today is a good performance, not an example." Looking at Feng Ge and Zhan Jue who were lying on the ground tiredly in the warrior hall, the Battle Ink Mentor said, one of them threw them a bottle of potion, and then turned around and left.
"Isn't he your uncle?" Lying on the ground, Feng Ge said weakly.
"Hmm." Zhan Jue said, and could only hum.