Today is Friday, and Bamboo Creek College only has five or six classes, so school will be dismissed at three o'clock in the afternoon, which leaves two classes to spare.

Generally at this time, the boys will form a team to play basketball, and from time to time several classes will jointly hold basketball leagues, the boys show their enthusiasm on the court, and the girls shout wildly outside the court, the atmosphere is very hot, and it can be said that it is one of the most lively moments of the college.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Ye Qingyang packed up his language books and was about to take out the "Explanation of the Tools of the Master of Blending", when he suddenly heard a hearty shout from the window.

"Hey, Qingyang, today is a ball game between our class and the second class, if you come, our class will win." Chen Ziqiang stood outside the window of the ninth grade class and shouted loudly, his right hand spinning a basketball, his face excited and excited, like a cheerful bird that has just been released from the cage.

Chen Ziqiang's voice made all the girls in the first class of the ninth grade focus their eyes on Ye Qingyang, and their eyes were full of expectation.

You must know that Ye Qingyang's basketball skills are recognized as the first in the literature class, his position is coquettish, his pace is fast, every action is smooth, and the boys who play basketball are the most handsome, and with Ye Qingyang's appearance, he is even more handsome.

So going to see Ye Qingyang play is simply a visual enjoyment, every time Ye Qingyang plays, almost all the people in the literature class will go to watch, the boys are for the technology, and the girls are for the appearance.

Ye Qingyang waved his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I won't go, so as not to be said to be bullying the small, and the book I just borrowed from the Star Library hasn't had time to read yet." ”

Chen Ziqiang thought about it, and he was not reluctant, he said: "Okay, it's indeed a bit of a big bully, then I will ask you to go back together after the fight." ”

"No, you know I've always been the last to leave school. Ye Qingyang said with a smile.

"Also, every time I stay in the Star Library until the door is locked, it's boring enough, so I won't wait for you, I'll go first. Chen Ziqiang pursed his lips, threw down this sentence, and hurriedly left with a basketball.

Ye Qingyang shrugged, opened the book and read it.

......

When the black mole man heard about Ye Qingyang's basketball reputation at school, and Ye Qingyang's best friend Chen Ziqiang had a class basketball league in the afternoon, the black mole man suddenly had a plan in his heart.

If the sworn friend plays, Ye Qingyang will definitely play, even if Ye Qingyang doesn't play, as long as he beats Chen Ziqiang, he doesn't believe that Ye Qingyang will be able to hold back and not make a move.

The black mole man feels that if he wants to humiliate a person, it is not enough to just beat him, the best thing is to completely crush a person in the field he is good at, hit him until he despairs, and make him daunting.

But if it's like this kind of thing, who can compare to the soul cultivator whose physical fitness is much stronger than that of civilians, I don't know how many times it's like it, technology is just software, if the physical fitness is not at the same level, no matter how strong your technology is, it's in vain.

The black mole man went to find two soul breeders who were quite good in his class, both of whom were arrogant and arrogant, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, strong figures, and both wore a black vest, with a relatively tall cross double knife on their chest, and a black skull.

The black mole man explained the ins and outs of the matter, let these two people roughly familiarize themselves with the rules of basketball, and then went to the court to bully a civilian, bullied him to death, and beat Ye Qingyang to his knees in despair and begged for mercy.

As soon as the two people in the black vests heard that they were doing something for the madman, they agreed without hesitation, and promised to definitely beat Ye Qingyang to a cripple.

What are the rules of basketball, the two men in black vests don't care too much, and they don't care what Ye Qingyang's strength is, they think that it is impossible to waste anything at all if they use the strength of their soul cultivators to teach a mere civilian and not be able to catch it.

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Bamboo Creek College, Basketball Court No. 1.

Chen Ziqiang had a big bald head, sweating all over his body and rampage on the court, shaking his opponent with a feint, rushing forward two steps, and a jump was a dunk, and the movements were not smooth.

At this time, the black vest duo came to the periphery of the basketball court fiercely, and no matter who was gathered on the sidelines, they pushed the crowd away with both hands and went straight inside, and some boys who frowned and were unhappy with the behavior of the two reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the black vest duo, and were about to stop the two from having a good theory.

The black vest duo shook their shoulders and shook off the hand that was clutching them, and then their backhand was a fist and a kick, extremely fast and amazingly powerful, and the people around them undoubtedly fell to the ground, all of them were beaten to the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, painful faces, and blood dripping to the floor.

Most of the people watching the game were still applauding and cheering Chen Ziqiang's handsome goal, but they also noticed the sudden change, and they all cast their eyes on the black vest duo for a moment.

There were also a few tall and strong boys, who rolled up their sleeves and wanted to maintain order outside the court in that direction, shouting: "What do you two want to do, do you want to do something?"

But when everyone saw that there was a badge with the words "Soul Breeding Class" on the chest of the black vest duo, it was as if they were choked by an inexplicable hand, their voices stopped abruptly, their steps unconsciously retreated, their faces were panicked, and they were as afraid as tigers.

The duo of black vests exploded in the crowd like an explosive combat skill, only to see that there was no one within five meters of the two of them, and the basketball court, which was noisy and lively for a few minutes, was so quiet that the pins could be heard, and the onlookers all held their breath, wanting to see what the people of the soul breeding class were going to do here.

The players on the basketball court stopped playing, and the people from the two teams walked up to the black vest duo together, and in the face of the ferocity of the soul breeding class, the people in the literature class subconsciously united.

Everyone on the team had a very solemn face, and the people of the Soul Cultivation class came to play this is something they couldn't have imagined, and generally speaking, basketball, a "small difficulty" sport, is not very attractive to the Soul Cultivators.

The Black Vests duo were pleased with the reaction of the civilians, and stood in the center of the arena with a smile on their faces, their hands clasped over their shoulders, and a look of contempt.

Shuangdao Tu Nan said to the team very arrogantly: "I heard that you have a person named Ye Qingyang, who plays this basketball very hard, tell him to get out and let us see and understand, we have to learn from him about this so-called basketball skills." ”

When the people of the team heard this, they couldn't help but look at Chen Ziqiang who was holding the ball in his hand, everyone knew the relationship between Chen Ziqiang and Ye Qingyang, if the people in the soul breeding class really came to find Ye Qingyang's stubble, there was no doubt that Chen Ziqiang was the most relevant person.

Seeing this, the double-knife figure man looked at Chen Ziqiang, and said suspiciously: "You are the Ye Qingyang, why are you still bald? Even this appearance is not very good, I really don't know how the sweet goddess fell in love with you." ”

Chen Ziqiang originally didn't want to provoke the people of the Soul Cultivation Class, as long as it was not a big deal, even if he would be beaten inexplicably, he would admit it, and the people in the Soul Cultivation Class would be less offended to the life in the academy in order to be more comfortable.

But as soon as he heard that it was related to his sworn friend, Chen Ziqiang gritted his teeth, took a step forward with a basketball and said: "I'm not Ye Qingyang, my name is Chen Ziqiang, but if you want to challenge Ye Qingyang now, it's a little difficult, you don't often play this, why don't you go with me to practice your skills in two games first." ”

The double-knife figure man sneered disdainfully, raised his right leg and kicked it towards Chen Ziqiang's chest, Chen Ziqiang was caught off guard, he took several steps back at once, and gave a big kiss to the floor, the whole person seemed to be scattered, the five organs and six organs shook violently, and a trace of blood couldn't help but flow out of the corner of his mouth.

Chen Ziqiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up without saying a word, his fists were firmly clenched, and his face was full of hideousness.

Facing the angry gazes of everyone in the team and the inner struggle of clenching his fists, Shuangdao Tu Nan just said lightly to Chen Ziqiang: "It turns out that you are the Chen Ziqiang who has a good relationship with Ye Qingyang, they are all untouchables, he offended people who can't be offended, so everyone who has a relationship with him has to be unlucky, you hurry up and call me Ye Qingyang's garbage out, we have limited time, please don't test our patience." ”

Chen Ziqiang did not respond to the words of the double knife figure man, but gritted his teeth and said to the people of the team: "You still can't bear it, anyway, I don't want to endure it anymore, do we civilians have to be bullied and live in humiliation? ”

Chen Ziqiang almost shouted the last sentence like a roar, and regardless of everyone's reaction, Chen Ziqiang rushed straight forward with one arrow step, picked up his fist and smashed it into the face of the double-knife figure man.

The face of the double-knife figure man remained unchanged, and his head slightly tilted to dodge Chen Ziqiang's fist, and then the star soul power in his body surged into his fist, and another punch hit Chen Ziqiang's chest like lightning.

Chen Ziqiang was directly knocked away, the person slid on the ground for several meters, his hands were ground by the floor for several layers of skin, his throat was sweet, the blood could no longer be held back, and a mouthful of crimson liquid spit out and fell on the jersey, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

", I can't take it. ”

The people of the team were stimulated by this tragic situation, and a group of people rushed up and started a big melee, the black vest duo did not worry about the other party's large number of people at all, and the star soul power was to fight, it should be said that it was abuse, and they used the speed and strength that civilians did not have, and beat the team people to no temper.

Almost everyone in the team was injured to varying degrees, and there were people on the pitch who were constantly bruised and collapsed, and others who were trying to stand up with an unyielding face, and the floor was covered in blood, which was shocking.

And the duo of black vests are still standing there arrogantly, and the two-knife figure man is constantly taunting and saying "waste", "pariahs", "don't bother yourself, you trash will never be able to beat us in your life".

Although the words were very ugly, there was no injury on their bodies, not even a drop of sweat, and it seemed that it was effortless to clean up this group of young and strong civilian teenagers, which made people feel powerless.

The spectators were silent, the boys all looked at the miserable situation on the field with ugly faces, but they didn't dare to go up to help, the gap was too big, and it was just one more person who fell, and the girls covered their eyes with their hands, and only dared to show a finger to see, the bloody scene made them very unbearable.

It's just that one of the flat-headed boys smiled very strangely when he heard that he was looking for Ye Qingyang, turned around and walked towards the ninth younger class of the literature class.