Yang Xiao, the eldest of the young in Haicheng.

To be able to become the recognized boss in Haicheng's top squirting circle, this Yang Xiao must have some great ability.

Either the background is all over the sky, or his own strength is outstanding, and Wang Qian feels that he accounts for both.

After the group got out of the car, they gathered together, led by Yang Xiao, a group of several people, and asked someone to inquire about Wang Qian in the school.

And Wang Qian himself watched them not far from the playground.

The fat man leaned around Wang Qian and muttered in a low voice: "Qian'er, I don't think that Haicheng Sishao is not easy to mess with, why don't we withdraw?"

And the four eyes, who have always been weak, spoke up at this time: "Fatty, why are you so daring? Isn't it just a Haicheng Four Shao? A Haicheng Sishao scares you?"

The fat man was stunned by the four eyes, and he was not convinced, he said: "Fuck, who is cowardly? I am afraid that you will suffer in a fight! When have I ever been afraid?"

Four Eyes also smiled after hearing this: "Yes, yes, yes, see who is afraid for a while!"

The two of them were arguing, Wang Qian smiled on the side and did not speak, and Yang Xiao and his group in the distance quickly locked their eyes on Wang Qian's body.

A group of six people came directly at Wang Qian's side, and the pace of walking was so arrogant, especially Zhao Zheng, the eldest son of the Zhao family, whose nostrils were about to stare into the sky.

And on the periphery of the playground, I don't know how many students have gathered, and the epic battle is about to break out!

Soon, Yang Xiao and his group came to Wang Qian's face, Yang Xiao looked at Wang Qian without speaking, just looked at Wang Qian lightly.

And Wang Qian squatted on the ground, looking up at Yang Xiao, there was no fear in his eyes, the eyes of the two had already collided in the air, and the scene was filled with a smell of gunpowder.

Zhao Zheng didn't have Yang Xiao's patience, as soon as he came up, he pointed to Wang Qian's nose and asked, "You are Wang Qian?"

Wang Qian nodded and did not speak.

"My third brother Chen Hao was killed by you?" Zhao Zheng asked with a hideous face with a bad look.

Wang Qian nodded again and did not speak.

Wang Qian's attitude completely annoyed Zhao Zheng, his eldest son of the Zhao family came forward, and the hostile people were either frightened to kneel and beg for mercy, or they said good things in a low voice, where is there a person like Wang Qian, who doesn't put him in his eyes?

"Didn't Lao Tzu ask you? What the hell are you talking about?" Zhao Zheng was furious, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat Wang Qian.

And the fat man and the four eyes also stood up with a brush, and their faces were not good, and there was a smell of gunpowder at the scene, as long as the fuse was pulled, the two sides could fight immediately.

"Second brother, be quiet. Yang Xiao finally spoke at this time, and as soon as he spoke, Zhao Zheng immediately retreated obediently like a rabbit seeing a wolf.

And the fat man and the four eyes also retreated, and Wang Qian finally spoke: "You want to duel with me?"

Yang Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, you killed my third brother, and today I will avenge my third brother and kill you." ”

Yang Xiao's face was flat when he spoke, as if killing someone was as simple as pinching an ant to death for him.

What Wang Qian saw on his face was not arrogance, nor was he young and frivolous, but a kind of self-confidence, a very strong self-confidence!

Generally, people with this kind of self-confidence are either geniuses of cultivation or bigwigs in the industry, and Yang Xiao is only in his early twenties, Wang Qian actually feels a trace of pressure on him.

Although this pressure is not very strong, there are really few people who can put pressure on Wang Qian.

"What are you going to do to duel with me? with a few people behind you?" Wang Qian smiled, his smile very disdainful.

"Nope. Yang Xiao shook his head, he pointed at himself, and said, "It's not us, it's me, I'm alone." ”

"Boy, do you know who my eldest brother is? He's a cultivator! Oh, I forgot, you're also a cultivator, but you weigh yourself carefully, what kind of ability do you have to move Chen Hao? My Zhao family has countless cultivators, and I can crush you by pulling out just one! My eldest brother, he is even more powerful than our Zhao family's cultivators!"

Zhao Zheng looked confident, it seemed that Wang Qian's details had been figured out by them, and they all knew about Wang Qian being a cultivator.

"Boy, if you have the eyesight, kneel down and kowtow three times, and my eldest brother may consider letting you die a happy death. Zhao Zheng sneered.

Wang Qian tilted his head and looked at Zhao Zheng, and said, "The Zhao family, hehe, vulnerable, Yang Xiao is more powerful than the Zhao family, and what is there to show off if he is more powerful than a dog?"

"You!" Hearing this, Zhao Zheng was furious, and he stepped forward again to make a move, but was stopped by Yang Xiao again.

Yang Xiao smiled faintly, without the slightest look of anger, he said: "Little brother, it's not a skill to be powerful, who is high and who is low, we will know." ”

"My eldest brother is a top-grade spiritual root cultivator!In the entire Haicheng City, there are very few top-grade spiritual root cultivators, and against my eldest brother, your kid is dead!" Zhao Zheng said arrogantly on the side.

No wonder they are so rampant, the best spiritual root cultivators are indeed rare, and in Haicheng, a small place, with such a talent, they can indeed be proud.

"Oh. And the answer to Zhao Zheng was just a simple word.

"Yang Xiao, the eighth layer cultivator of Qi cultivation, please!" Yang Xiao hugged his fists and smiled confidently.

Wang Qian's heart was also slightly shocked, he looked like he was two or three years older than himself, and he was actually already a cultivator of the eighth layer of Qi training!

This talent is indeed enough to be proud of, after all, Haicheng is not a big place, Zhuji can already dominate one side, he is the eighth layer of Qi cultivation at a young age, in Haicheng, he is already the most top-notch kind of genius!

Wang Qian also hugged his fists, but only said two words: "Wang Qian." ”

It's just two faint words, Wang Qian didn't mention a word about his cultivation, not that Wang Qian wanted to pretend to be forced, but that Wang Qian felt that he was not worthy of knowing his cultivation.

"Please!"

Yang Xiao shouted, and several people behind him immediately retreated, and the fat man and the four eyes behind Wang Qian glanced at each other, and they also stood in the distance very consciously.

In the center of the playground, only Yang Xiao and Wang Qian were left, and further outside, there were a circle of students in a circle.

Wang Qian and the four young people of Haicheng had a duel! This is a very exciting news, everyone thought that Yang Xiao would definitely bring a large group of people to besiege Wang Qian, but they didn't expect that the two of them were actually going head-to-head!

Wang Qianneng is well-known in Haicheng Middle School, and this Yang Xiao is also well-known for being a gentleman, so it's really impossible to say who is more powerful.

Yang Xiao was like an old monk in his meditation, he took a step down from the horse, took a deep breath, and then played a Tai Chi move, he slowly gestured twice in place, although he couldn't see any doorway, but he was full of force.

"Fuck, this Haicheng is a big boy, it looks amazing, it must be a master!"