The corners of Wei Chichong's mouth twitched, and he roared: "You are looking for death." ”

Immediately, he lost his mind and raised his palm to slash.

Du Ze directly met it with an arrow step, erecting his palm into a knife, and his entire arm was like a spike, ignoring all edges.

Fang Cai was still a little worried that Wei Chi Chong would pull out his pistol, unable to concentrate, and the attack would not be in place.

Now that this palm is engrossed, the power will inevitably multiply.

Before the palm arrived, a strong wind blew in the face.

"Oops!" Wei Chichong's eyes changed, and then he remembered that he was a little careless, and hurriedly raised his arm to greet him.

Boom!

With a dull bang, Du Ze's iron palm slashed at Wei Chichong's arm.

Wei Chichong only felt a convulsion, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. Du Ze's palm was like a steel blade, and it actually cut directly into the muscle, cutting it into the bone, and the bone was about to break.

After a palm, Du Ze was unforgiving, and another punch was struck, with a punch force of more than 900 catties, like a runaway car on the highway, slashing straight at him in an unstoppable posture.

Wei Chichong was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't dodge left and right at all, so he could only grit his teeth and block again with his hands, and the pain of the collision came from his heart again.

"Nima, it's a good fight, isn't it?"

Wei Chichong was suppressed very aggrieved, and his heart was full of anger. He didn't believe that he couldn't beat a black iron level with a mere silver level, and suddenly he turned sideways, and his whole body was condensed into a fist with eight hundred catties of strength, and a monkey stealing peach swept towards Du Ze three ways.

Du Ze's eyes were cold, and the improvement of his mental power made his reaction increase greatly, and he caught the trajectory of Wei Chi Chong's movement in an instant, and suddenly took a step forward, but instead of retreating, he moved forward, facing the direction of Wei Chi Chong's spinning kick, and swept his thigh with a punch.

"Ahh ~”

A 'click' sound of bone cracking sounded, and Wei Chigong couldn't stand the severe pain and wailed.

Du Ze's face was expressionless, and he didn't pay attention to it, but he took a step forward and slashed down with a volley of springing legs, which actually blew the air into a whistling wind.

Sou~

Looking at Du Ze's fierce momentum, Wei Chichong's face finally changed greatly, but he couldn't dodge the leg injury at all, and he was kicked squarely, and suddenly his center of gravity was unstable, and he was thrown out like a sandbag, and a blood line sprayed out in the air, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

However, Wei Chichong, whose face was as pale as paper, had not had time to stabilize the impact of the huge force, and suddenly stepped on one foot on his shoulder, and pressed down vigorously, making his body sink suddenly, and he actually knelt down.

Kneeled down

Like a believer, he knelt in front of Du Ze.

Wei Chichong's eyes were red, and the shame of killing his father and taking his wife filled his body.

"Brute, I want you not to die well!"

Wei Chichong's chest rose and fell violently, and he was furious like a mad lion, and he was about to rush forward desperately.

Suddenly, a fist rushed into the sky to block the light, and then his eyeballs suddenly bulged, and the bridge of his nose buzzed, bursting with a puff of blood mist, and countless cracked bone slags.

Wei Chichong couldn't stand the impact of the severe pain and passed out for a few seconds. However, the ruptured nerve endings produced severe pain all the time, causing him to wake up uncontrollably, and his snot and tears flowed uncontrollably, finally converging into a terrible scream, covering his nose and rolling on the ground in mourning.

"You're noisy, do you know?"

Du Ze's eyes were cold, and no matter how Wei Chichong screamed, he suddenly grabbed his head, dragged him all the way, and then slammed it on the classroom wall.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dozens of frenzied smashes, and blood flowed all over the walls. The ruthlessness of the technique and the ferocity of the action made everyone present shudder.

Wei Chichong screamed again and again, the bridge of his nose was broken and dented, the blood flowed, and the collapsed flesh and blood were blurred, which made people shiver.

Du Ze calmly dragged the dead body like Wei Chi Chong, threw it in front of the two dogs who were still pressing Zheng Zeming's legs, and said lightly: "Release people." ”

The two doglegs had already been frightened stupidly, and swallowed violently when they heard the words, and then quickly let go of Zheng Zeming as if they had been bitten by a snake, and then hurriedly picked up the unconscious Wei Chichong and left the classroom as if he had escaped.

"Lao Zheng, are you dead?"

Du Ze helped Zheng Zeming up and patted him on the face for a while before Zheng Zeming opened his eyes.

He glanced around blankly, then stood up and said vigilantly, "What about that bastard Wei Chichong?" ”

After listening to his classmates' explanations, he realized that he had been sent away by Du Ze, Zheng Zeming was full of disbelief and muttered:

"My God, Wei Chi Chong is a silver-level member! How can you be his opponent, impossible, absolutely impossible"

Tan Yaowen shrugged his shoulders, knowing that he couldn't bear the fact, he smiled and hit him: "Although it is unbelievable, this is the truth." ”

Zheng Zeming's expression was a little lost, and he felt very uncomfortable, he couldn't even take a single move in front of Bai Yin with a bronze level, and Du Ze was just a black iron, so he beat Wei Chi Chong to the ground

It seemed that he still didn't want to believe it, and couldn't help but look at Du Ze.

Du Ze didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who wanted to save face and suffer crimes, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart. If the president of the Wushu Federation learned that Wei Chichong was beaten, would he be desperate to find the scene?

……

Lin Qiao'er tidied up her clothes, and suddenly hesitated and walked in front of Du Ze, but she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Du Ze directly.

deliberately alienated Du Ze before, and it was inevitable that he would feel ashamed.

She hesitated a few times, then raised her face and said weakly: "Du Ze, thank you." ”

She didn't seem to be able to get out of the panic yet, her body was still trembling slightly, especially her hands, which were shaking very badly, as if she was in an ice cellar with inexplicable chills, which made people feel pity.

She felt that her body involuntarily wanted to get close to Du Ze, as if that sense of security was close in front of her, which could help her dispel her anxiety. But she was stubborn, and she felt that getting close could only annoy people, so she held back.

In fact, Du Ze didn't take her estrangement to heart, he fully understood himself before he was reborn, it can't be described as degenerate, it's common for girls to be scared, why should he bother with a little girl.

Besides, Du Ze at that time, his family suffered a mutation, and he didn't care about this.

At this moment, he was lowering his head and thinking about how to deal with the matter of the president of the Wushu Federation, so he didn't pay much attention to Lin Qiao'er, but just smiled politely at her: "If a classmate is in trouble, he will not stand by and watch, so you don't have to be polite." ”

Lin Qiao'er glanced at Du Ze deeply, feeling a little lost inexplicably, but she stopped talking, silently returned to the girl, squatting by the wall and losing her mind

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Wei Chichong's face was gloomy, but he was silent. The face was only bandaged with simple gauze, and the blood could still be seen as a blur.

It was the dog leg beside him who cried with tears when he heard the words:

"Brother Qin, shame, the other party doesn't take us in his eyes at all"

Sitting in front of him was a boy with handsome facial features and a slender figure, I saw that he was breathing for a long time, and there seemed to be a surge of air between his breaths, and his cultivation was really not low, it was Qin Chao, the president of the Wushu Federation.

After Qin Chao heard this dog's words, his eyes were still unwavering, and he said calmly:

"Dry your snot, don't embarrass our four great families. Say, who is so bold, the martial arts instructor of the academy? ”

"No, it's not, it's a student named Du Ze!"