Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1127: Push up on the thigh

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The students in Dixuan's class were stunned.

The onlookers were stunned.

The dean was also stunned.

Just now, when the squad leader of Di Xuan's first class pointed at Ni Ruopan, those unbearable words were sprayed in his mouth.

Ni Ruopan suddenly stretched out his hand and directly pinched the finger of the squad leader Di Xuan.

Strongly break your fingers.

The fingers of the squad leader of Di Xuan's 1st class could only hear a crisp sound of broken bones.

The pain is so painful!

After the squad leader of Di Xuan's first class knelt on the ground, Ni Ruopan, who was standing opposite, blinked his smart eyes, turned around in surprise, and looked at his classmate.

"Look! I defeated the monitor of Dixuan Class 1! Am I very good!"

The students of the Demon Class were also full of surprises and nodded one after another.

I couldn't help but praise Ni Ruopan for his greatness.

The classmates of Dixuan's first class were furious.

The students of the Demon Class, dare to take the lead!

A bunch of waste!

Dare to hurt their monitor?

The leader of a class represents the face of the entire class.

Without a word, Ni Ruopan pinched the finger of the squad leader of Dixuan's first class into a fracture.

This is slapped fiercely on the face of Di Xuan Class 1!

So, the students in Dixuan's class were angry.

Pointing to the nose of the demon class and yelling: "Well, you little girl! See if I won't kill you!"

The situation of the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The first class of Dixuan was obviously affected by the previous duel between the Demon Class and the second class of Dixuan.

I'm afraid that the devil's class will repeat the same tricks.

After the war, the nine people directly surrounded the students of the Demon Class and rushed towards them.

The demon class, who was blocked from going, had no chance to scurry around in the ring.

Sure enough.

The faces of the students of the Demon Class showed a panic and horrified expression.

When I saw the students from Dixuan's class rushing up and preparing to besie them.

This fist hasn't hit them at all.

The students of the Demon Class were already screaming in fear.

Close your eyes, pull the people around you and shout loudly: "Help! Run!"

The situation on the ring became a funny stage show again.

The students of the Devil Class hold their heads and scurry around, screaming ghosts.

One by one, he closed his eyes and rammed into one of the students. Then he waved his fists and slammed down on the students of Di Xuan's class.

That strength.

Almost lighter than tickle.

The students of Dixuan Class just raised their hands and pushed them casually.

The students of the Demon Class fell to the ground, roaring ghosts.

The onlookers burst into laughter.

On the dean's seat, his face is uncertain.

There was a lot of discussion in the waiting area for class students.

Looking at the students of the Demon Class who fell all over the floor, the students of the Dixuan Class set up their own monitor.

The squad leader endured the pain, gritted his teeth severely on a student of the Demon Class who was leaning on his feet, kicked and yelled: "A bunch of waste, nothing can be waste!"

"Participating in the class competition is just to be beaten, right? Okay, I will make you perfect!"

One kick, followed by the next, and then he took it up.

Unexpectedly, the student who was originally lying on the ground, howling in pain.

Suddenly he hugged the foot of the squad leader Di Xuan kicked over.

The leader of a class was so angry that he shook his feet, trying to break free from the demons.

"Ah, ah, let you kick me! Let you kick me! I'm going to kill you!" As a child of a few years old was beaten and crying, and the words of sexual play were vomited from the mouth of the students of the class of magic.

It sounds extremely ridiculous.

Yes, the students in Dixuan Class 1 can't laugh.

Especially the squad leader, apart from the screams, he couldn't make any other sounds.

The student of the Demon Class, holding the squad leader’s thigh, his head is directly up...

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