At 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fan had breakfast and walked leisurely towards the classroom of the scum class.

Originally, he wanted to go to the library today to check the materials and see if he could find a way to devour the level 10 blood core.

But since there were new students coming, Zhang Fan had to go to the classroom first, at least get to know the new students first.

No matter how you say it, it's also a teacher, and if the teacher skips class on the first day of the freshman's arrival, it really can't be justified.

As he walked, he looked at the freshman's profile on his multi-function watch.

Teacher Zhang Yichen said that it was two students, but in fact, he only gave the information of one student.

Another said it would be two days before he reported it.

"Well, 17 years old, a level 3 quasi-martial artist, the talent is okay."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly and said.

At least unlike the previous four famous young men and Wang Dong, they are directly Level 1 quasi-martial artists.

"But ......"

When Zhang Fan continued to talk to himself, he saw at least fifty or sixty students gathered in the aisle in front of him.

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled and walked a few steps quickly.

In the middle of the crowd, a student about 1.9 meters tall was looking down at the other three students in front of him.

The three students, Zhang Fan, all had some impressions that they were from the first-grade rocket class.

And the big tall student was extremely strong, and the muscles in his arms were bulging.

Especially his pectoral muscles, which can make most girls ashamed of themselves.

Zhang Fan recognized it, isn't this guy his new student?

Call...... What's it called?

Zhang Fan flipped through the nano watch again, and then remembered: "It turned out to be Huo Juxiong, such a powerful and domineering name." But...... Seems to be a problem child, too. ”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but have a big head.

At this time, Na Huo Juxiong looked down at the three students of the rocket class, and his voice was like a bell: "Apologize!" ”

The three rocket class students all widened their eyes: "What? We walked well, but you suddenly ran over from the side and knocked us down, and you want us to apologize? Sick you! ”

Huo Juxiong laughed and said, "Just because of your last sentence, apologize!" ”

Zhang Fan was a little speechless.

If you bump into someone else and have to apologize, this guy is also a wonder.

But it was the students of the rocket class who hit it, well, this can be there.

There are three grades in the academy, and the rocket class students in each grade all consider themselves to be geniuses and superior to others.

Walk with nostrils facing up.

Especially in the first-grade rocket class, Zhang Fan has long been unhappy with them.

Seeing Huo Juxiong bullying them, Zhang Fanquan should watch the show.

The three rocket class students saw that Huo Juxiong was a little messy, and they all had anger in their hearts.

On weekdays, no other class student dares to cross in front of the students in the rocket class.

This guy is so blind.

"What if we don't apologize?"

Huo Juxiong laughed again, laughing like a bell: "Hahahaha, then I'm sorry, Lao Tzu's little fist is about to beat your chest." ”

As he spoke, he punched directly and blasted towards the rocket class student in the middle.

Those three rocket class students were all level 3 quasi-martial artists.

The rocket class student in the middle snorted coldly: "Afraid of you? ”

As he spoke, he met it with a punch.

Bang –

With a muffled sound, the rocket class student flew five meters upside down.

After landing on the ground, he shrank into a ball in pain and screamed again and again.

When the remaining two rocket class students saw it, they immediately shouted: "Look for death!" ”

All of them attacked Huo Juxiong.

Huo Juxiong laughed: "Good come!" ”

Saying one left and one right, banging two punches, the two also flew out upside down, clutching their chests and screaming.

They looked at Huo Juxiong's sandbag-sized fist, and they cried bitterly in their hearts.

Didn't Nima say okay little fist punch to beat us in the chest?

What the is this like a little fist?

It's a hammer, right?

Zhang Fan was secretly happy when he saw it next to him.

This Huo Juxiong dealt with the quasi-martial artists of the same level, one against three, and they were all solved with one punch.

This guy's strength is too strong, isn't it?

Although his level is level three, this guy should be born with strong strength, and with special strength-based martial arts, his strength may have faintly exceeded that of a level 4 quasi-martial artist.

You can skip the level and challenge the level 4 quasi-martial artist!

Well, such a student, I want it!

With this guy, two months later, in the freshman assessment, the chances of the scum class winning the championship have increased a lot.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan greeted loudly: "Huo Juxiong ......"

Na Huo Juxiong originally wanted to go up and give a few more punches to the three rocket class students.

Hearing Zhang Fan's shout, he turned his head sharply and looked at Zhang Fan's position: "Who?!" ”

Zhang Fan parted the crowd and walked out.

When Huo Juxiong saw it, he laughed and said, "You called me?" You also want Lao Tzu's little fist to punch you in the chest? ”

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, he took a step forward directly, and blasted at Zhang Fan with a punch.

The punch actually brought a whirring sound.

Zhang Fan was stunned.

There's nothing wrong with this guy, right?

How can anyone want to beat someone's chest?

But when I think of the information I just saw this guy, I said that this guy's problem is that he likes to fight too much.

His fondness for fighting, almost to the point of morbidity.

As long as one or two sentences are wrong, you have to shoot directly.

The reason why I didn't come to the academy a month before the start of school was that on the first day of school, I went to a group fight with a group of people.

The matter was more serious, and he was detained for a month.

I didn't expect it to be released just now, it's this virtue, and I'm really drunk.

However, since he dared to make a move on Zhang Fan, he would be embarrassed.

Zhang Fan didn't say a word, and suppressed his strength to the level of a level 3 quasi-martial artist.

The right fist slammed directly into the guy's fist.

Bang –

Huo Juxiong's majestic body suddenly flew upside down twenty meters away like a boulder that had been thrown out.

A few students around who were watching the excitement almost couldn't dodge and were smashed.

After Huo Juxiong landed, he covered his painful right fist, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Fan, his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

His own fist, among his peers, no one can stop it at all.

This kid's own strength is obviously also at level 3, but how could he suddenly burst out with such a strong power?

"Poof—"

Huo Juxiong spit out the mud in his mouth, jumped up directly, and scolded: "Dare to hit Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's small fist will blow you in the chest!" ”

With a loud shout, he blasted towards Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan could clearly feel that this guy's strength had increased by at least two times.

If just now his strength was faintly able to surpass that of a level 4 quasi-martial artist, then now he has completely gained the upper hand against a level 4 quasi-martial artist.

That's the real strength of this guy, right?

However, Zhang Fan's surprise was only fleeting.

I'm sorry to dare to make a move on me.

Bang –

Huo Juxiong flew out upside down like a boulder again.

"Damn! Nima wants to die! ”

Huo Juxiong shouted angrily and blasted at Zhang Fan for the third time.

Bang –

Another muffled sound.

This time, Huo Juxiong flew directly upside down for nearly thirty meters.

(End of chapter)