"Mu Fan?"

"Is it you a waste?"

At the entrance of the alley, Feng Yi, Li Dadan and others were shocked. Looking at the person coming, it was surprising that it was Mu Fan, a guy who claimed to be a waste.

Li Dadan looked fearful and said angrily: "It turns out it's you. I'm so kind to this fat man, and I actually want to invite us to Juxianlou."

"I said, a place like Juxianlou is also a place where a fat man and a poor man can go?"

"Fatty, how dare you lie to us?"

The group of people was furious and stared at the fat man fiercely, with the urge to beat him to death.

Those present, the three second-year junior high school students were very strong. Like Li Dadan, they were all at the level of the body tempering boxing stage.

The other five are students in the third grade of junior high school. Each one is at the first level of body tempering and the second level. The most powerful one is Feng Yi, who has already the fifth level of body tempering.

In other words, Feng Yi has experienced five spiritual energy tempering times, practiced advanced martial arts, and is powerful.

At this moment, Feng Yi looked serious and looked at Mu Fan tightly, feeling a little surprised.

Because now looking at Mu Fan, it seems like he is looking at a mountain. Standing there, he is as motionless as a mountain, but he gives people a calm and unshakable feeling.

"It's weird!" Feng Yi's face looked serious.

He realized that Mu Fan had a strange thing. Is this kid not a rumored waste, but a hidden cultivation level?

I heard Li Dadan say that he was injured before, but I still didn't believe it, but now I finally believe it after seeing Mu Fan.

"Mu Fan, I'm very curious, why did you hide your strength and even say nothing if you are fired?" Feng Yi couldn't help but speak.

Everyone looked at Mu Fan in unison. Li Dadan's face was distorted, angry, scared, and fearful, and had a shadow on Mu Fan.

"He really hides his strength?"

Someone was surprised and suspicious.

The others looked at each other, their faces changed, and they seemed disbelieving, but Feng Yi must have said it well.

Moreover, Li Dadan's injury has not healed yet. He is holding gauze on his head and a vague pain in his head. It is Mu Fan who beat him.

"I originally wanted to live a peaceful life, but you shouldn't have been, you shouldn't have been bothered by me, let alone hit my brother."

Mu Fan's voice was calm, and every word came into everyone's ears, exploding like thunder.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

Feng Yi looked solemn and snorted: "Mu Fan, so what if you hide your strength? It's just right, I'll teach you a good lesson today and let you know that the person who touches me will have to pay."

"Hey..." Mu Fan sneered and said in a cold voice: "This sentence is exactly what I want to say to you. If you touch my brother, you will have to pay the price of bleeding."

"Today, no one of you can escape."

Mu Fan's words shocked everyone.

"Escape?" Feng Yi said disdainfully: "Mu Fan, you are too arrogant to yourself."

"Arrogant!"

"Yes, Mu Fan, you're dead."

"Feng Yi, I'll deal with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a male classmate from the second grade of junior high school stepped out. It was Li Dadan's classmate, and his breath was full of energy.

"Swallow Crow Step, Thunder Palm!"

The student used the most powerful move as soon as he came up, slashing over with one palm, and the speed was as fast as a thunderbolt.

Seeing the opponent's rapid footwork and his palm slashed the universe, Mu Fan showed a sneer.

"Weak chicken, the body-tempering fist can knock you all down."

Mu Fan snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched him, and used the Dalu Goods Body Tempering Fist.

Bang!

There was only a muffled sound, and the second-year junior high school student's arm was broken, his eyes were raised, and he screamed in pain.

"Ah..." A scream came, and the person had already flew out and smashed into the alley, lying there wailing in pain.

The scene was silent, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

That man lost.

"Next, it's you." Mu Fan turned his face and looked at everyone with a cold look.

Li Dadan and others felt chills in their hearts, and took a step back in fear, but they were a little angry and embarrassed.

"Go together and beat him to death."

Li Dadan roared angrily, roared out his inner fear, raised all his strength, and immediately rushed forward with another classmate in the same class.

Two against one.

Facing Li Dadan and the others, Mu Fan disdained him. The weak chicken is the weak chicken and he didn't even see it.

Bang bang!

I saw a figure flashing by. Li Dadan and a classmate were arching their bodies, bleeding from their mouths and noses. Their body slid more than ten meters away before stopping, lying there, panting.

"Feng Yi, it's time for you. Come together or come one by one?"

Mu Fan stretched out a hand, full of contempt, which made Feng Yi and the five junior high school boys furious.

"You are presumptuous!"

"It's so crazy!"

Feng Yi didn't move, but the other four junior high school boys couldn't sit still. As soon as they got angry, they rushed towards Mu Fan on the spot.

"Baji, collapsed mountains and broken ground!"

Mu Fan shouted softly, stretched his arms, and his whole body rushed towards his opponent like a big bow, like thunder, dancing his arms, punching one by one.

Bang bang bang bang...

In just one encounter, four junior high school students were directly beaten by Mu Fan with one punch, sprinkling a large piece of blood.

With just one punch, the four people fell to the ground with a serious injury, their faces full of horror and horror, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"Fake it must be fake."

The four junior high school students were crazy and a little crazy. They felt that being beaten by Mu Fan was fake. They couldn't believe that a guy who had been rumored to have not been able to get started for ten years actually defeated them.

And it was so easy that he was severely injured without taking a single move.

At the scene, only Feng Yi could stand, with a solemn face and a look of Mu Fan in horror.

"You really hide your strength, you are so powerful?" Feng Yi was shocked.

Mu Fan walked towards him step by step and snorted: "Feng Yi, you are the only one left. Tell me, how do you want to lie down?"

"You are looking for death!" Feng Yi was humiliated and roared in anger.

His breath swelled all over his body, and his eyes were filled with sharp light.

"Mu Fan, I admit that you are very strong, but it's still far from showing off in front of me."

Feng Yi shouted loudly, his breath became stronger and stronger, like a hungry tiger, grinning and growling.

"Let you see the power of the tiger roaring fist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yi rushed over like a tiger, and his arms poked out, as if a tiger's claws had cut through the air, making a whimpering sound.

"The tiger goes down the mountain!"

Catching it with one move is like a tiger going down the mountain.

Facing Feng Yi's powerful move, Mu Fan was very calm, with a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes.

Mu Fan smiled faintly and said, "Feng Yi, you are too slow, and you are still going down the mountain. See me beat you into a sick cat."

"The Three-fold Hand of the King of Hell!"

In an instant, Mu Fan moved, like a big bow slamming, as fast as lightning, and as thunder as thunder. Almost instantly, three palms slapped Feng Yi at the same time.

Bang!

Feng Yi's arm shook and felt numb. Then two other palms rushed over, one palm hitting the door in the face, and the other palm hit his chest.

The three-fold hand of the King of Hell, the strongest move that Mu Fan learned to practice Bajiquan Xiaocheng, is extremely powerful.

With a click, Feng Yi's face changed drastically, his arm bones were broken, and a sensation of pain came. Before he could react, severe pain came from his chest at the same time.

"Ah..." With a scream, Feng Yi, who was quenching his body for five, flew out on the spot, and then stopped twenty meters away.

His arm bones were broken, there was blood on his face, a palm print in his chest, and his mouth and nose kept bleeding, and he was seriously injured.

"You...your strength..." Feng Yi struggled and remembered, but unfortunately he couldn't get up anymore.

He looked at Mu Fan in shock, unable to believe his eyes at all, as if he was dreaming, unable to believe it.

The fat man beside him was stunned and stood there stupidly. Looking at Feng Yi lying on the ground, Li Dadan and others were shocked.
Chapter completed!