I saw that Ye Qingyang still flashed towards the helper party at the back alley at a speed of ninety percent, and at the moment when the iron rod of the helper party at the two alley mouths was about to touch Ye Qingyang's body.

Ye Qingyang's eyes were calm, as if he couldn't see the danger, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not decrease, but his ears twitched, and his steps slightly swayed.

His head twisted slightly from side to side, and his figure shook a few times in succession, so that the iron rod almost passed by, and his reaction was so fast and his movements were so precise that he didn't look like an untrained person.

Seeing this, the helper party at the back alley who was about to be approached by Ye Qingyang was shocked, and when he saw that Ye Qingyang's fist was about to smash, he hurriedly put an iron rod on his chest to block.

A gust of fist wind swept violently, Ye Qingyang's fist did not dodge or dodge, and smashed the iron rod fiercely, the iron rod instantly appeared a small depression, and suddenly a huge shock shook, which made the helper Danghu stutter painfully and numb, and the two wrists immediately made a bone crisp sound, and the whole person fell backwards.

The next helper party also almost regressed, and Ye Qingyang easily attacked lightning from various angles, as if he had rehearsed thousands of times, and his movements were very skillful.

He smashed his face with a straight punch with his left hand, slammed his chin with a hook punch with his right hand, turned his hand and slashed his wrist with a knife to shoot down the iron bar, and raised his shoulder and hit him with a shoulder to turn over on his back.

The helper party at the entrance of the back alley was put down by Ye Qingyang like a storm in only a few quarters of an hour, all of them had blue noses and swollen faces, mixed up and screamed in pain, blood flowed, and even the person with a seventh-level physical body was knocked down by Ye Qingyang seemingly effortlessly, where is there still the previous arrogance.

The helper party at the entrance of the front alley wanted to rush forward towards Ye Qingyang, but they stopped hesitantly after running two steps, they looked at Ye Qingyang's eyes from shock to horror, and after seeing Ye Qingyang knock down the last person at the entrance of the back alley with one punch, they already had the intention of fleeing in their hearts, and they didn't know who shouted first: "Damn, run away, we have been trapped." ”

Then he heard a few sounds of iron rods clattering to the ground, and the helpers at the entrance of the front alley fled in a panic, leaving only the black skull figure man swallowing his saliva, and his hands trembled slightly and looked at Ye Qingyang vigilantly.

There was also the gray plaid shirt man with an eighth-level flesh body, who also stayed, and he was constantly looking at Ye Qingyang with a frown, as if he was reassessing Ye Qingyang's strength.

Ye Qingyang looked back and saw this scene, he was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, he thought there would be a tough battle, but who knew that he had just scared people away with his strength.

But it's no wonder that Ye Qingyang can easily defeat the top students of other people's soul breeding classes in three or two clicks, so who would be stupid to stay here and be beaten.

You must know that the seventh-level flesh boy who was knocked down is the eighth-ranked person in the class in terms of combat power, even if one of the two seventh-level flesh bodies that escaped is ranked seventh, but it is only half a pound and eight taels with the eighth one.

A person who can knock down a seventh-level physical body with two punches, and his strength is at least an eighth-level physical body or above, if he wants to clean them up, it is just a matter of a casual punch, and it is the wisest thing to do, they did not accept Zhao Mad head-on, so they are not afraid of Zhao Mad settling accounts afterwards.

Only the black mole man doesn't think so, he still doesn't believe that Ye Qingyang's strength is so strong, he still feels that everything in front of him is an illusion, and he is still thinking about cleaning up Ye Qingyang fiercely, the stronger Ye Qingyang behaves, the more urgent and resentful he is.

The black mole man lay on the ground, pressed the sore part of his abdomen, looked at the fleeing man with a resentful face, and scolded with all his might: "What to escape, come back to me, a pariah will scare you, it's fucking cowardly, a bunch of useless waste ......"

Seeing those helpers who scolded faster and faster, the black mole man began to breed resentment in his heart, and he was thinking sinisterly about how to report to Zhao Mad the behavior of those people fleeing from the battle.

Ye Qingyang smiled and walked unhurriedly towards the only two people left in the front alley, and when he passed by the black mole man, he felt that his voice was too noisy, so he lowered his head and whispered: "Brother, you are a little noisy, can't you be quiet?"

Hearing this, the black mole man's eyes were full of anger, his eyes were bloody, his teeth were gritting, and he roared like a beast: "Ye Qingyang, don't be too proud, let me tell you, you are dead, not only you will be unlucky, but the people around you will be unlucky, I will definitely let the madman ......"

Ye Qingyang's face was gloomy, cold as frost, what he hated most was that others threatened the people around him, he raised his right foot violently and kicked it towards the black mole man's chest, boom, the black mole man and a boy behind him hit the wall together, the black mole man spit out a mouthful of blood, fainted in pain, and was completely quiet.

Seeing this, the helpers at the back alley who fell to the ground were all silent, frightened, and even the wails made by the pain in their bodies were much quieter, for fear that they would attract Ye Qingyang's "attention" if they were not careful.

The gray checkered shirt man suddenly stared, seeing that Ye Qingyang was getting closer and closer to him, he didn't care about the black skeleton figure man next to him who was trembling with his hands, and he rushed up with the fastest speed with the iron rod in his right hand, and the sound of rubbing sounded, and the iron rod more than one meter long drew a spark on the ground, full of momentum.

The corner of Ye Qingyang's mouth hooked, and he quickly leaned up, and the gray plaid shirt man saw Ye Qingyang enter the attack range, his speed did not decrease, and he took a big step forward with his left foot and fixed it, and his right foot stood up behind him, and suddenly lifted the iron rod, and slammed it upward, aiming directly at Ye Qingyang's chin.

Ye Qingyang also stopped his pace in an instant, his waist bent back, his head tilted upward, and he flashed the blow of the iron rod as if there was no danger, and then his right foot suddenly flung upward, the speed was extremely fast, and he kicked the chest of the man in the gray plaid shirt in an instant, and ninety percent of the strength suddenly exploded.

The gray plaid shirt man's body shook, the iron rod suddenly let go, covered his chest, and took five steps back in surprise, his throat was sweet, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

He wiped the bloodstains, first glanced at the footprints on his chest, then looked up at Ye Qingyang, and said in surprise: "Ninth-level body, I didn't expect you to be so strong." ”

Ye Qingyang didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, just shrugged his shoulders and chuckled twice, without admitting or denying it, it seemed like acquiescence.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they felt that what they thought was a sheep turned into a lion king in an instant, a ninth-level body, and only the three soul-nurturing and Wang Tiantian could compare with each other in the soul breeding class, but they didn't expect an inconspicuous civilian to be so harmful, although the soul scrapper is also an alternative soul cultivator, but it is still difficult to believe.

The black skull figure man was directly frightened, and threw the iron rod on the ground, if he wasn't one of the people in charge of this incident, he would have run away a long time ago, the black skull figure man had a bitter face, knowing that this beating was inevitable, it depends on whether to beat Ye Qingyang, or Zhao Mad to beat, maybe two beatings.

At this time, the black skull figure man complained about the black mole man who pulled him into the water, knowing that it was such a thankless task, he shouldn't have agreed to make a move in the first place, a mistake, a mistake, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger or something, it's too disgusting.

The gray plaid shirt man didn't attack again, he knew that the other party's subordinates were merciful just now, otherwise he would have to break at least a few bones, he moved to the side, got out of the way, stretched out his hand to make a plea, and motioned for Ye Qingyang to leave.

Seeing this, the black skull figure man comprehended, and hurriedly stepped aside, if he could take one less beating, he would have one less beating.

Ye Qingyang smiled lightly, he clapped his hands and clothes, and bounced off the dust on them, although his fists and kicks made the opponent bleed, but he dodged in time, and there was no blood on his body, as if except for a few places where his clothes were wrinkled by big movements, all the fights had not happened.

This was deliberately done by Ye Qingyang, he didn't want to go home for a while and let Xiaoxue see any clues, and worry about himself.

Ye Qingyang walked through the gray plaid shirt man, just walked a few steps past the black skull man, suddenly thought of something, stopped, did not turn around, just looked back at the black skull man with a smile, and shouted: "Hi, brother, I have something I want to ask you." ”

The black skull figure man was shocked by Ye Qingyang's sudden scream, his body was shocked, his breathing stopped, and his heart was about to jump out, the already dark alley, at this near dusk, the light was very thin, looking at Ye Qingyang's sunny smile, he felt very dark, and the white flowers and teeth were inexplicable.

He stammered, "Ah...... Miscellaneous...... What the...... What is it? ”

Ye Qingyang scratched his head with his left hand, he didn't understand the nervousness of the black skeleton figure man, he smiled and said, "I just want to ask, how did I offend your master, that is, that crazy young man." ”

In fact, the psychological quality of the black skull figure man is not low, but when he learned that Ye Qingyang was a ninth-level flesh, his heart was covered with a layer of haze, which was nearly several times more powerful than himself, just like facing Zhao Mad who was also a ninth-level flesh, fear came inexplicably.

Hearing this, the black skull figure man suppressed his high-speed heartbeat, tried to calm down and said: "Oh, this matter, I heard that it was caused by your date with the sweet goddess of our class in the library at noon today, and the sweet goddess has always been regarded as his own woman by our crazy boy, so when he knows that the sweet goddess is dating other boys, he will naturally ......"

The black skull figure man didn't continue, he believed that Ye Qingyang should understand.

"Dating? ”

Ye Qingyang instantly understood, and couldn't help but be a little speechless in his heart, he was jealous, what didn't he understand, he hadn't seen the girls around him fighting openly and secretly before, but just seeing each other can use this?

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I didn't expect it to be a troublesome thing, it's really a headache." ”

"What about quitting the competition, what's going on?" Ye Qingyang asked, it was understandable to see a girl he liked dating him and looking for someone to beat him, but why he said that he wanted to quit the city's planting competition, he didn't understand, the two didn't seem to have anything to do with each other.

"This ......"

The black skull figure man organized the language and said everything that the black mole man told him: "Crazy young thinks that you can be dated by the sweet goddess, there must be other reasons, maybe it is because you have a good chance to get that place in this competition, and you can catch the relationship with the four-star pharmacist, and the sweet goddess or the Wang family wants to befriend the four-star pharmacist so they contacted you in advance." ”

"But you may not know that that quota has always been regarded as his own by our Xu Shao, and he feels that the person who is favored by the Wang family is very threatening, so whether it is because the sweet goddess is dating you, or because of the matter of that quota, Mad Shao will not let you go so easily. ”

After speaking, the black skull figure man cautiously peeked at Ye Qingyang, and saw that his face was quite calm, but he was secretly relieved.

Ye Qingyang understood the ins and outs of the matter, and the cause was simpler than he imagined, but he found that this could not be reconciled at all, according to the attitude of the other party who came to find trouble these two times, he probably knew what kind of character that Zhao Mad was.

Domineering and flamboyant, barbaric and unreasonable, coupled with the huge background behind him and the rashness that should be at this age, it is impossible to listen to the explanation of a mere civilian at all, and he must not retreat from that competition, so what else can he do, he really has to be blocked, and the water comes to cover it, alas, trouble!

Ye Qingyang turned his head, shook his head lightly, walked towards the front alley, and waved his hand behind him.

He said lightly: "Brothers, I'll go first, go back and tell your master, what about that competition, I won't retreat, if you want to fight, just come at me, don't be so shameless to touch the people around me." ”

This not a loud voice echoed in the alley, but the helpers who heard it were thundered, and a thunderbolt flashed in their hearts.

He actually ...... How dare you do it against the madman!