Han Fei stared at the four directions: "Who is next?"
There were people at the scene who were ready to move. A student at the top of the fifth level felt that Han Fei was about to lose his hold, and he might be able to give him the final blow and win the bamboo stick.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, Han Fei said in disdain: "You are too weak, find someone else."
The student was not willing to give in: "Isn't it just two bowls of swallowing fish soup? I also have it, but I want to challenge you."
Han Fei's eyes lit up: "It's good to have fish soup, come on, as long as I take a step back, you win."
The fifth grade student's eyes lit up: "That's what you said."
After finishing speaking, he only heard him yell, and rushed over with the fine iron rod as if he had exerted all his strength. Han Fei could tell at a glance that this man had gathered a lot of aura on the fine iron rod.
"when… "
He saw Han Fei bend back and almost backed up, but level six was level six, and with a stick down, the fifth level student lay on the ground.
Han Fei: "I told you not to come, He Xiaoyu, save the soup..."
But some smart students felt that Han Fei had almost retreated just now, so they scrambled: "I'm here...it's me...it's me..."
A few minutes later.
No one challenged the fifth-level fisherman. They were about to vomit blood, and Han Fei was about to regress, but he blocked it at the last moment, and killed the fifth-level fisherman with one blow.
He Xiaoyu kept pouring spirit fish soup into the gourd beside him, thinking to himself "I'm just here to help drink the soup, I'm here to help drink the soup".
After a while, there were more and more people watching, and many people were rushing to the cafeteria.
Holding the gourd that He Xiaoyu had filled, Han Fei took a sip from time to time: "Who else is there? I won't refuse anyone..."
As a result, no one responded.
Han Fei shouted again: "Is there no one in the South Campus who can fight? Where are your sixth-level masters? Where are your seventh-level masters?",
"Get out of the way, everyone out of the way."
After a while, the crowd was pulled away, and seven or eight young men walked forward with arrogance.
Someone breathed a sigh of relief: "They finally came."
Someone's confidence increased greatly: "If you don't come again, the face of our South Campus will be lost."
Someone said: "This time, Han Fei is doomed. If he can stop one or two people, is it possible that he can also stop ten or eight people? As long as he is not given a chance to breathe, can he survive two people?" It's all a problem, after all, he has been playing for so long."
"Who is coming to pick trouble on my South Campus?"
The man was still staring at Han Fei when he spoke, with bad eyes.
Han Fei: "Han Fei, the leader of my East Campus, considers himself invincible at the sixth level. He has never lost a single game since he grew up, and now he is here to seek defeat."
He Xiaoyu is rolling his eyes, and he hasn't lost a single game yet. You were a second-level fisherman before, and no one beat you. I'm afraid that you will be killed if you are not careful. Otherwise, how could you survive until now
On the other hand, Han Fei didn't blush or pant, and he didn't have any self-awareness at all. Instead, he held his head high.
"Only you, haven't tasted a defeat yet? Could it be that you are stronger than Tang Ge?"
Han Feihun didn't care: "Tang Ge and I are good brothers. We have never fought before. When I come out of the mountain today, I only want one defeat."
Someone who came sneered: "I heard that you have fought many battles, and your spiritual energy should be exhausted. Are you sure you want to fight?"
Han Fei: "I absorb it quickly, and the aura is endless."
Now everyone rolled their eyes. I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people, and they have endless spiritual energy. Do you think you are the god of the sea
Someone held a fine iron rod: "Since you want to fight, I will fight with you. If you have the guts, don't admit defeat."
Han Fei: "Whoever admits defeat is the grandson."
One sentence ignited the hearts of everyone present.
"Kill him."
"Destroy him."
"Smash him to death."
"Extremely arrogant, he can't go out today."
Holding a bamboo stick, Han Fei lazily said, "If you don't accept it, let's fight."
"I come… "
Some people couldn't bear it anymore and were going to take a look at Han Fei's strength first, but this time, Han Fei jumped up and smashed the stick three times in a row, and directly sent the man flying, even bending the fine iron stick.
"Hiss..."
"Fuck..."
"Is this guy tough?"
"Why are you still so strong?"
Han Fei smiled and said, "Next."
"Wait a moment."
Just when Han Fei was about to continue his arrogance, he saw a middle-aged man appear, leading two students.
"Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Ding's face was ugly. He didn't believe it just now when he heard that someone was blocking the school gate to challenge him, but now it seems that he believed it. The little girl who was filling the swallowing fish soup had a large pile of bowls beside her. The big gourd was heavy now, and there was an unknown amount of swallowing fish soup in it.
Zhou Ding sized up Han Fei, it was level six, that's right! If it's level seven, it's impossible for him not to see it.
Zhou Ding casually pointed at a student and said, "Chen Cai, you go."
The boy named Chen Cai was also holding a bamboo stick in his hand, which seemed to be much stronger than the other six levels.
Chen Cai: "South School, Chen Cai, I will fight you."
Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and started to get serious.
"Buzz!"
The spiritual energy on the bamboo stick erupted, and Han Fei stopped panting, his face turned pale, and his body stopped shaking. Looking at the jumping stick coming, I saw him lift the stick up and lift it up.
"when."
The vibrating vigor rushed out, and many students below the fifth level retreated again and again.
Han Fei was taken aback for a moment. This man was quite strong, and he didn't know the stick technique he practiced, but there seemed to be another strength after the strength, and the double strength impact almost made him take a step back.
"Hey! Awesome!"
Han Fei's eyes lit up, while Chen Cai's complexion changed drastically. A blow with 80% of his strength couldn't shake this guy at all
Zhou Ding was also very surprised. Chen Cai was a third-level top-rank spiritual vein, and he could almost be regarded as the strongest one in the sixth-level of the South School. As a result, in the confrontation on the first day of junior high school, they didn't even have the slightest advantage.
Han Fei: "Sweeping thousands of troops."
"when."
With a loud noise, Chen Cai's face immediately turned pale, and he slid on the ground for tens of meters, his hands trembling. This is too strong, it's just a stick, how can it be so powerful? This strength is more than a thousand catties
"Split Huashan with a stick."
Everyone was taken aback, what kind of move is this? What kind of mountain is Huashan
But Chen Cai looked nervous, but he saw a point under his feet, and the aura on the bamboo stick was dazzling.
"Aura explodes."
At that moment, Han Fei quickly backed away, and a huge force hit him directly. Fortunately, he slashed out with a stick to block the wave of impact, otherwise he was afraid that he would lose.
He Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "This is an explosion of aura, very powerful, even at the seventh rank, you have to dodge it."
Han Fei shook his arms and shook his head: "It's very powerful, how did you do it? The spiritual energy is gathered, but how can it explode?"
"How could it be that he received the burst of spiritual energy head-on?"
"My God, is he made of iron? Why is he so hard?"
Zhou Ding was surprised that this young man was not simple, and he was unscathed when facing the impact of the burst of spiritual energy head-on.
Under everyone's surprised eyes, they could see that the aura on the tip of Han Fei's stick was shining brighter and brighter.
Han Fei: "Aura explodes..."
Zhou Ding made a move, and one hand directly grabbed Han Fei's aura and exploded, but at that second, the huge aura directly hit his palm, and it bounced off his palm in a daze.
"Hmph, broken."
The cloud of spiritual energy exploded directly, and the air wave rolled over, causing Han Fei to take seven or eight steps back.
Han Fei's eyes lit up, so powerful, so strong. I couldn't detonate it just now, thanks to this teacher, otherwise I really don't know what to do.
Zhou Ding couldn't hold back his face, he almost didn't even scratch the aura explosion of a sixth-grade student, it was a shame.
Zhou Ding squinted his eyes: "You have the fighting power of a fisherman near the eighth level, and you have the nerve to cheat our school's students of swallowing fish soup, get out."
"Hiss..."
The students next to me exclaimed.
Eighth-level fisherman combat strength? Is this still a student? This is too fierce, right
Some people doubted: "Fuck, he can't be Tang Ge, can he? Besides Tang Ge, who else in the East School is so strong?"
"Bastard, the strength of level eight came to pretend to be level six with us, and compensate us for fish soup."
"Yes, Shameless Han Fei, pay for the fish soup."
Han Fei: "What are you talking about! I am level six, obviously level six. Do I have to tell you about my natural supernatural power? I won't say it because I keep a low profile."
Han Fei looked at Zhou Ding and said with an embarrassed smile: "Teacher Zhou, well, I'm actually here to seek a breakthrough. I just felt the powerful power of the aura burst, and now I understand it. What, I'm going first?"
Zhou Ding grabbed Han Fei: "Where are you going?"
Han Fei: "Teacher, I'm really level six! If you don't believe me, check it out."
Zhou Ding didn't care about Han Fei, he just carried him away.
Han Fei was still hanging in the air, and he still greeted: "He Xiaoyu, let's go! Follow..."
As a result, at the entrance of the canteen of the South School of Tianshui Village, a group of students were left chaotic in the wind.
Someone murmured: "Level eight? Level six is comparable to level eight. Is this the real pride of heaven?"