At this moment, Bai Ya, who had parked the car, had already walked over and stood beside Fang Zhe with a smile.

Paul's eyes were stunned, and he muttered, "Tsk, the best, the best." Look at this face, if it is a perfect score of 10, you can score a 9.5 point, and if this figure is a full score, you can score 9.5 points. If the temperament is ten out of ten, you can score an eight. ”

"It's hard to get eight points on the face. ”

"It's hard to get eight points in shape. ”

"It's hard to get eight points in temperament. ”

"And so many things are combined to form an absolute beauty. ”

"Tsk, and this is still the age of a young woman, a young woman and a young woman, I like it. After Paul finished speaking, he straightened his collar, combed his hair slightly, and walked directly to Bai Ya: "Hello, Miss, my name is Paul, I am a mixed race from England and China, I am very happy to meet you, can I invite you to a cup of coffee?"

Bai Ya directly put her hand next to Fang Zhe's arm: "This is my male companion, can you invite me to coffee, see if you can make my male companion agree." ”

Paul's eyes looked directly at Fang Zhe: "I'll rub, Fang Zhe, I've been doing it for a long time, this sister came with you, and you still said that you don't have Yanfu, what are you not Yanfu? The ten girls I soaked add up to not as good as yours." You still say you envy me? hehehehehe. ”

Fang Zhe said helplessly: "This is my teammate, Sister Bai Yabai of the Martial Palace, who took great care of me after I entered the Martial Palace. ”

Paul was even more frustrated: "It turned out to be the eldest sister of the Martial Palace, and I heard that the people in the Martial Palace were all hanged." I'm hopeless. However, the Martial Palace will not send two people for no reason. It seems that you do have important matters, but don't tell me, because I'm afraid of trouble. ”

Fang Zhe shrugged: "I've gone to find the principal, I haven't seen our principal for a long time." ”

"Hey, yes? I happened to be on my way back to the dormitory. Paul said.

He hadn't gone far before he came across a group of people, the leader of whom seemed to be giving a lively speech.

And next to it, there is a sign that welcomes you to join the martial arts club.

In the center stood a thin but quite tall young man with sharp eyes, this person was Dongfang Sheng, the head of the sophomore and three masters, no, now it should be Dongfang Sheng, the head of the three masters. Dongfang Sheng said: "At that time, I was the number one master in the sophomore year, and after the little martial king Fang Zhe entered the first year, he became the no1 of the freshman year, and I and Fang Zhe had an open contest because of some things. In that battle, I fought hundreds of moves with Fang Zhe, and I originally had the upper hand, but in the end, I was careless and lost to Fang Zhe with a small move. Of course, I am also convinced, Fang Zhe is indeed more powerful than me. ”

"President Dongfang is amazing. ”

"Yes, you can actually fight with Xiaowu King Fang Zhe with hundreds of moves. ”

"I'm going to join the Martial Arts Society. One by one, the students' eyes were red when they heard it, and they all called out one after another.

Fang Zhe couldn't help but be stunned, what is going on?

And Paul whispered on the side: "This Dongfang Sheng is the number one master in the third year now." Since you, Jiang Feng, Ling Keke and other masters, left Northeastern University to go to the Seven Palaces of Protectorship. And Feng Ya, Song Xinxin and others were promoted to the master's degree of our school. The entire Northeastern University looks like a group of leaders without a leader. Now the king is dominated by a few students in the current senior year. And Dongfang Sheng is also ambitious, and he also wants to create a force on campus. ”

"So, he preached the story of fighting you and fighting hundreds of moves before losing. Let a large group of students begin to worship him, and then enter his martial arts club. Now Dongfang Sheng is already one of the big bulls in the school, and he is about to have the power of Long Aotian back then. Paul whispered, "Of course, he still doesn't dare to mess with me, after all, I'm your roommate." ”

Fang Zhe couldn't help but touch his nose helplessly.

I remember that the campus pattern of Northeastern University back then was dominated by Long Aotian, Ye Fan, Little Empress and others.

Then, then it's your own.

Where did I expect to come back this time, characters like Dongfang Sheng have begun to dominate.

Time has changed.

Over there, Dongfang Sheng was too excited, and in order to establish his own glorious image, he said proudly: "The current little martial king has won the runner-up in the national competition, the second place in the top 100 list, and has also joined the Martial Palace. But as his old enemy, I am in Northeastern University, and I am constantly getting stronger, even if I face Fang Zhe again, I am confident that I can fight with him for thirty moves. I don't dare to say anything about a hundred tricks. ”

"Being able to fight with the little martial king Fang Zhe for thirty moves, this is already very powerful. ”

"I'm talking about the president of the Martial Arts Society, the president, mighty. A large group of students said.

Fang Zhe laughed dumbly when he heard this: "Dongfang Sheng, you can fight with me now for thirty moves, why don't I know?"

Dongfang Shengzheng spoke energetically, but suddenly heard this seemingly unfamiliar and familiar voice, he couldn't help but raise his head suddenly, only to see that not far ahead, there was a young man wearing a big black windbreaker, full of masculinity, smoking a cigarette, and the corners of his lips exuded a smile that seemed to be smiling.

This is Fang Zhe, himself!

Dongfang Sheng's forehead couldn't help but sweat, he was bragging and blowing the atmosphere.

Fang Zhe laughed: "Dongfang Sheng, if you can get to the second move in my hands, then I will lose?"

Hey, hey, Dongfang Sheng, we used to be enemies, and you still want to use our name to promote your name, hehe.

The sweat on Dongfang Sheng's forehead was getting bigger and bigger, he naturally knew what Fang Zhe was terrible about at this time, but he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to make the second move. But he is the president of the martial arts club, and if he retreats at this time, his reputation will be ruined, so he roared: "Since classmate Fang wants to teach, I, Dongfang Sheng, naturally want to continue." ”

And the student next to him reacted.

It turned out that the legend of Northeastern University, Xiaowu Wang Fang Zhe is back.

And as soon as he comes back, he has to make a move.

This, this, this, so interesting.

......

Fang Zhe stood very casually, his hand not on the hilt of the sword at all.

And Dongfang Sheng stood not far away.

Dongfang Sheng only felt Fang Zhe's momentum, growing wildly.

It seems that the sky, the earth, and the tall buildings next to them are all filled.

It was a momentum that covered the sky and the sun.

Dongfang Sheng found that his body shape was constantly getting smaller and smaller.

And Fang Zhe, the tall buildings next to him, and the surrounding Qiē, are constantly getting bigger, becoming as if they are thousands of feet.

Dongfang Sheng even felt that he had been suppressed by this momentum, and he couldn't even pull out his sword.

Only sweat, getting bigger.

You can't get out of the sword, and you can't make a move.

Out of the sword!

Out of the sword!

Draw your sword!

Dongfang Sheng roared in his heart, but his hands were completely stiff, and he couldn't move at all.