Because there was a large group of people at the door of the boys' cafeteria, it was obvious that there was a mess, so the surrounding woods, the girls' cafeteria, and even the teachers' cafeteria were alarmed, and the teachers and instructors came out to watch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The main thing is that this kind of martial school seems to have this kind of fighting phenomenon often, so no one stopped it, but watched with great interest.

Some boring classmates will bet on how Mo Bairan will die alone, and a few say that he will counterattack!

The two sides of the battle who were surrounded in a circle in the field were tense, ignoring the surrounding crowd.

Seeing that the other party's group of people were still grinding and chirping, Mo Bairan was anxious little guy, so he naturally became impatient, and he didn't wait for the other party to come forward to talk and find a place, so he took a step forward directly, stretched out his right hand and hooked: "Come!"

Unexpectedly, this person was in a hurry to find death, and the tall and thin student was provoked and rushed out, and he raised his fist without saying a word!

Seeing that this boy is similar to Qin Jiao's kung fu who had fought before, but as a man, he has more strength and less ingenuity.

The wide opening and closing style of play is also not bad.

The two quickly handed over together, you punched me and I kicked each other, you came and I attacked.

Because the kung fu of the tall and thin boy is obviously taught in school more formally, there are no unexpected moves and no excessive faults, but the rules make people have no sense of expectation.

Mo Bairan quickly figured out the opponent's routine, and lost his interest in learning, followed the momentum of the opponent's attack, grabbed his wrist numbness, and used his strength to throw it in the direction of rushing!

The tall and thin man staggered behind him by the ink white dye, and was kicked on the back by him quickly turned around, and a toad flew out on his stomach!

The whole set of movements is clean and neat, just like you came and went so much before that thin and tall guy played!

There was a round of applause and applause!

This handsome guy is cool and handsome, he should win!

"Ah!!Come on, come on!Pick up a group of them!" There was a coaxing sound in the crowd of onlookers, in addition to some girls, some young instructors also watched the blood boiling, and shouted directly.

Well, the first-year freshmen defeated the third-year special training class members, this is really giving their first-year instructors a long face, although they haven't started teaching yet, but in the end they are also their own students!

As soon as he saw that the people he sent out were defeated so easily, at this time, the fierce boy surnamed Qi began to face up to Mo Bairan, and he knew the ability of his own group, in addition to himself, there were two special training class students, who were only stronger than the tall and thin students.

Definitely won't defeat him so easily, it seems that if he and the others go head-to-head one-on-one, he really can't help this kid, but he can't pull his face and shout: his group of third-grade special training members pick him one!

During these two difficulties, the tall and thin student who was kicked on his stomach shouted excitedly from behind: "Brother Moshi, you're here!"

The fierce and strong man in front of him also took a step forward and called out respectfully: "Brother Moshi." ”

Finally saw the main owner of the cause of the incident, Mo Bairan also breathed a sigh of relief, he can fight alone, he can't fight a large group at once, right?

Just the wheel war also tired him, he can avoid the war, he doesn't want to be the opposite of a wave of students in the school, after all, who you fight, no one can be happy, especially the martial artist pursues the gentleman's revenge for ten years, if he comes to trouble him endlessly in the future, it will be annoying!

Seeing that it was Mo Shi coming, everyone on the lookers was a little retreating, and they didn't want to stay and watch anymore, even Shen Liu glanced at Mo Shi, and the envy in his eyes flashed.

Because of Moshi's fragmentary metaphysics, not everyone can come into contact with it, not even the Shen family of the Eight Great Families.

Mo Shi walked smoothly with a slight grimity on his face, and came to Mo Bairan.

The two are not much different in height, and their faces are somewhat similar, and they face each other with lightning sparks in their eyes.

Seeing that the scene was a little weird, the freshmen couldn't help but give up a larger range of venues to a few people, and when they heard that the cold man was the famous Mo Shi in the third grade, there was a buzz of discussion all of a sudden.

And face to face, the two are in a world of their own.

"What's the matter, Brother Bai Ran beat my person, is he trying to challenge me?"

"Oh, your people came to provoke me, and they can't fight back?"

"Hmph, I haven't found out if you're a ghost in my brother's matter last time, if I find out something, you won't want to fall into my hands. ”

"I also advise you not to talk too early, it is forgivable to do sins in heaven, and you can't live for your own sins!"

"Bang"!

Mo Shi couldn't bargain in words, and seeing that he didn't let his words be disrespectful to himself at all, he was also annoyed and angry, and stretched out his right hand to pat Mo Bairan's shoulder, slapped it twice, and secretly used metaphysics!

There was a smile on his cruel face: "Yes, good brother, you can't live if you do your own evil!"

Hmm, Mo Bairan swallowed the muffled snort that was about to reach his mouth, his face was slightly pale, he endured the sharp pain in his left shoulder, and forced a smile on his face, and his right hand patted Mo Shi's shoulder at the same time.

Then he used the dark energy that he had just started to open the light of metaphysics!

I only heard a slight "creaking" sound, and Moshi's complexion was also a little pale, and I was full of disbelief and surprise!

The two of them secretly damaged each other, and they both had a preliminary understanding of each other's abilities in their hearts, Mo Bai Dye suffered a lot of losses, and his left arm was in severe pain after being photographed, and he couldn't lift it up, but he also knew that Mo Shi was only in the middle stage of enlightenment, and it was a small realm more than when he first started.

It seems that it's not Moshi's qualifications that are really bad, or that fragment is more rubbish, otherwise I've been studying it for several years, and it's not like I haven't made much progress?

And Mo Shi was surprised that Mo Bairan had reached the level of Gu Wu the day after tomorrow, and the strength of his grip made his bones a little staggered, obviously I hadn't heard that he had ever learned Gu Wu?

Just now I saw Mo Bairan competing with his little brother, and his fists and feet will not be fake, it seems that he really secretly went to learn ancient martial arts!

Mo Shi's face was cloudy, thinking about something.

The two of them were separated by a touch, and it also made a circle of clear-eyed people see that the two had secretly competed, as for who won and who lost, because the facial expressions were relatively cold, one was cold and the other was cold, so it was impossible to see who was more powerful at all.

Seeing that the boss was standing still, and the chatter around him was getting louder and louder, the fierce man surnamed Qi leaned over and asked carefully, "What about Brother Moshi?"

Mo Shi came back to his senses and smiled coldly at Mo Bairan: "What to do, this is my distant relative, I just met each other, go back." ”

Then he whispered to Mo Bairan: "Good boy, today there are many people who let you go first, and hand over the book to the acquaintance, otherwise you want to look good!"

Mo Shi suspected that the dark energy used by Mo Baiyan was related to that ancient book, anyway, for the sake of the future, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

At this time, a group of people turned around and left. (To be continued.) )