Shen Fan is his rebel, Zhang Yue wants to hurt his son, how can he bear it! From the moment he learned the news, he rushed over desperately.

Whoever dares to hurt Shen Fan, he will fight with whomever he wants!

seemed to know that Shen Cangsheng would come, and the smile on Zhang Yue's face became even bigger. More than ten years ago, he was beaten by Shen Cangsheng to lose his temper, and today in front of Shen Cangsheng, he drove Shen Fan out of the academy, just to see Shen Cangsheng's painful appearance, in order to vent the hatred he had hidden for more than ten years.

"Shen Cangsheng, you roared at the Law Enforcement Hall, you didn't take the two elders in your eyes!" Zhang Yue joked: "Do you think you are still the genius you were more than ten years ago? Wrong, you are a waste now! Your son is also a waste material, and he actually became a thief, otherwise you would think that he would advance to the second stage of the opening pulse!"

"Zhang Yue, I'll kill you!" Shen Cangsheng said with red eyes, if his cultivation was still there, Zhang Yue would dare to be so presumptuous?

"That's enough!" Elder Fang shouted vigorously and said, "If anyone dares to mess around, Elder Ben will definitely punish him severely!"

"Hehe, Shen Cangsheng, it was Shen Fan himself who said that he had no defense, and it was he who admitted his guilt!" Zhang Yue continued to stimulate Shen Cangsheng.

Shen Fan saw Zhang Yue squeezing his father, and said angrily: "Zhang Yue, you heard clearly, I won't admit what I haven't done, since you want to frame me, then I will defend with martial arts!"

When everyone heard this, their faces were full of incredulity, Zhang Qiang invited several people to help him in the third stage of the opening pulse, and if he argued with martial arts, Shen Fan would definitely be defeated. He is sacrificing his life to fight, so why bother? When he is arguing, it is useless to be abolished.

Shen Fan ignored everyone's strange eyes, he naturally knew that there were masters among the people invited by Zhang Qiang, but he was not afraid!

He not only wants to win the martial arts, but also proves to Zhao Minji and other people who look down on him that he is not a waste material!

He was like an unsheathed knife, looked at Zhang Qiang coldly, swept over all the people who squinted at him, and then said sharply: "Zhang Qiang, do you dare to fight!"

Since Zhang Qiang was abolished by him, he hated and feared him, and at this moment he was like an angry wolf, and he was even more frightened, so frightened that he took two steps back.

"You...... You can win against my assistant first!" Zhang Qiang said hesitantly, and hurriedly hid behind.

"Hehe, boy, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you dare to shout at us! Come on, my Wu Xiaolang, three moves, three moves make you unable to play with women in your life, and you can't get off the ground!" A disciple with a short figure jumped out.

Don't look at him short, but he has bulging muscles, his eyes are shining, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the second stage of opening the pulse.

"Wu Xiaolang, abolish him ruthlessly, it's better to kill him!" Zhang Qiang shouted.

"Three fists open the mountain Wu Xiaolang!"

"It turned out to be him, this is a ruthless man, he has cultivated three middle-level martial arts, and he has even cultivated a basic martial art to the realm of Xiaocheng, he is born with brute strength, and he is ruthless, and even the disciples of the third stage of the pulse do not dare to provoke him!"

"Didn't he go to the Sunset Mountains to hunt demon beasts, how could he be here?"

"That Shen Fan is in trouble!"

......

"Long-winded!" Shen Fan said coldly, he had a fire and hatred in his heart! He needed to fight, he needed to blow up Zhang Qiang's people, he needed to take this opportunity to wash away all the shame he had had!

"Kaishan Fist First Style!"

Wu Xiaolang also came angry, exhaled at the moment, arched his body, and gathered his strength in his right fist, like a fierce bear, with his fist, rushing towards Shen Fan.

Kaishan Fist is a mid-level martial art, with strong destructive power, suitable for a naturally strong person like him, he thinks that this punch is enough to send Shen Fan flying!

Shen Fan stood quietly, gathered his body to raise his breath, and saw the bowl-sized fist coming, he did not advance but retreated, stepped forward, opened the stele palm and rushed to meet the opening box!

Click-

The sound of bones breaking suddenly rose, and Wu Xiaolang's right arm twisted together, revealing a piece of white bone!

Shen Fan's opening tablet palm is about to advance to perfection, and he has cultivated the Great Compassion Palm, and his strength is so great that he can tear the tiger and leopard alive, and Wu Xiaolang is no problem.

"Ahh

Wu Xiaolang screamed, stared at his bloodied right arm with wide eyes, rolled his eyelids, foamed at the mouth, and fainted to the ground!

The disciples who were about to shout for joy were suddenly choked by the throat, making a "uh-uh" sound, and their expressions were dull and stupid.

Wu Xiaolang is defeated!

Wu Xiaolang was slapped by Shen Fan and broke his arm!

Zhang Yue's pupils shrank, his face was gloomy, he thought Shen Fan was a waste material, but he didn't expect such strength to burst out.

Zhao Minji's cold face moved slightly, and she said incredulously: "Dacheng's open tablet palm!"

Shen Fan stepped on Wu Xiaolang's body, his cold eyes swept over everyone, and finally fixed on Zhang Qiang's group, with a provocative expression, he took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Who else?"

Zhang Qiang was stunned. What is Wu Xiaolang's strength, he knows best, but the ordinary Kaimai Third Duan Martial Arts are not his opponents, and as a result, he can't make a move in Shen Fan's hands!

The few helpers he invited also jumped eyelids, this Shen Fan does not match the legendary waste material, who ****** say that he is a waste material? Can the waste material cultivate the open stele palm to the Dacheng realm? Is the eye blind?

Their eyesight was stronger than that of ordinary second-stage disciples of the Open Pulse, and they found that the palm that defeated Wu Xiaolang was the Open Tablet Palm of the Dacheng Realm.

They have also practiced the opening of the stele palm, but after practicing for a year, they are still only in the initial stage.

People who can comprehend martial arts such as the opening of the stele palm to the realm of Dacheng, among the disciples of the outer court, there are only ten disciples.

At this moment, the other two second-stage peak realm helpers refused to go up, they were about the same strength as Wu Xiaolang, once they went up, they were purely looking for abuse!

"Who else is coming up!" Shen Fan said like a bull with red eyes, and said to those disciples who had opened the pulse of the third stage.

No one responded.

"Zhang Qiang, the guy who has no eggs, you are the waste!" Shen Fan's gaze swept over the people who had bullied him one by one, and roared: "Over the past year, you have scolded me, insulted me, bullied me, beat me, and hurt me, today, you dare to come up!"

One by one, the men retreated, not daring to face him.

Shen Fan was like an angry tiger, patting his chest and scolding: "You bully, why don't you come up today! You are waste! Come on! Come and beat me! Call your people to beat me! Call your dog to bite me!"

After all, Shen Fan Dan was a sixteen-year-old, flesh-and-blood hot-blooded young man, and the emotions that had been suppressed by the insults he had received could finally explode in front of everyone at this moment.

The disciples who had had the same experience with Shen Fan were red-eyed one by one, and shouted with Shen Fan, tears streaming down their faces.

The fat golden man even took out the buns he was going to eat, spit out two mouthfuls of phlegm on them, and then aimed at the people who had bullied him, aiming at their faces, and threw them one by one! It was really ****** cool to look at the embarrassed appearance of those untouchable gentlemen!

"Shen Fan, you're over!" A disciple of the third stage of the open pulse who helped Zhang Qiang finally couldn't stand it, and said: "We don't make a move, it's just that we don't want to fall into the reputation of bullying the small, you are not weak among the disciples of the second stage of the open pulse, but in our eyes, it is not enough." ”