As soon as Su Mohan said this, the six men and women immediately became angry.

They all went through thousands of selections, hardships, and eliminations before they were finally recognized by the Eight Divisions and became a peripheral personnel of the Eight Divisions. To be honest, they all have a sense of arrogance! Proud as they are, how can they stand Su Mohan's contempt and obvious provocation?!

"Little girl, you're too arrogant! Let me do it, and teach this arrogant little girl a good lesson!"

Immediately, a tall young man stood out from among the six people, and commanded the other five with a look of eagerness.

This young man's name is Liu Jiayong, and he is the best among the students of their contemporaries, no one dares to beat him, and his strength is also the strongest among the six of them. He has always been arrogant, how can he tolerate Su Mohan to be so arrogant.

Hmph! This arrogant and lawless little girl, look at how he teaches her!

"Okay! Liu Jiayong, it's up to you to play first, and let's compete with classmate Su! There is only one, don't start too hard. After all, classmate Su is still young, and it's not good to hurt her!"

He Mingyang glanced at Liu Jiayong with satisfaction, and then said.

For this Liu Jiayong, he is still satisfied.

Not only is the force value the highest, among the students recruited by the eight places in the last session, it ranks the highest, but also has the unique bloodiness of a soldier and the tenacity of not admitting defeat, which He Mingyang appreciates.

The eight of them want such a person! And this Liu Jiayong, although he is still only a peripheral person, is already faintly among his key training plans.

He Mingyang believes that in time, this Liu Jiayong will definitely become the backbone elite of the eight places who can take charge of himself.

In this way, it is most appropriate for him to take the lead and teach a lesson, oh, no, it is the most appropriate to come and learn from Su Mohan!

I only hope that Liu Jiayong, who is strong in blood, will not shoot too hard, and just hurt Su Mohan, a girl.

It can be seen that in He Mingyang's subconscious, he didn't think that Liu Jiayong would lose.

Do you think they eat dry rice in eight places?

The elites they have cultivated in eight places are all powerful, how can they lose?!

"Yes, Sir!"

When Liu Jiayong heard this, he neatly saluted He Mingyang. Then, he turned to Su Mohan and smiled without smiling:

"Little girl, offended!"

As he spoke, he preemptively and rushed straight in the direction of Su Mohan like a bamboo. At the same time, he picked up the bowl-sized iron fist and smashed it into Su Mohan's face.

“......”

Seeing Liu Jiayong rushing in front of him, an iron fist was about to smash into his face. Su Mohan didn't frown, he suddenly raised an arm and slapped it towards Liu Jiayong's iron fist, and with a 'snap', Liu Jiayong smashed the iron fist straight at Su Mohan's face, and was knocked down like this.

"Oh~~, little girl, you're very athletic! It seems that you've practiced too! So, I'm going to be ruthless next!"

Liu Jiayong waved casually, and was slapped by Su Mohan, which shook his wrist a little numb, and snorted.

Fu picked up his iron fist again and smashed it towards Su Mohan's front door.

Just now, he was too light on the enemy! This time, he will definitely not miss again!