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Han Fei quartet Quartet: "Next, who is it?"

Someone on the scene was eager to move. A fifth-grade peak student felt that Han Fei could hardly hold it up. Maybe he could give him the last blow and win the bamboo stick.

Who knew he had just stood up, Han Fei disdain: "You are too weak, come for someone else."

Where is the student willing to let: "Why not just two bowls of Spirit Devouring Fish soup, I do, but I want to challenge you."

Han Fei's eyes light up: "It's good to have fish soup, come on, as long as I take a step back, you will win."

The eyes of these five students are bright: "This is what you said."

finished, only heard him yell, rushed over with a fine iron rod and seemed to exert his full strength. Han Fei can see at a glance that this man has gathered a large amount of aura on the fine iron rod.

"When ..."

saw that Han Fei bent backwards, almost backed off, but the sixth level was the sixth level, and when the stick went down, the fifth-level students lay on the ground.

Han Fei: "I told you not to come, He Xiaoyu, collect soup ..."

There are some students who think they are clever and think that Han Fei has almost backed off, so they scrambled: "I ’m here ... I ’m here ... I ’m obviously ..."

After a few minutes.

Five-level Fisherman nobody challenged, they were about to vomit blood, Han Fei was obviously going to retreat, but the result was blocked at the last minute, and the fifth-level Fisherman was killed with a single stick.

He Xiaoyu kept pouring Spirit Devouring Fish soup into the gourds next to him, mentally meditating "I just came to help soup, I came to help soup".

For a while, there were more and more people watching. Ten passes, ten passes, and many people were coming to the cafeteria.

Han Fei took the gourd filled by He Xiaoyu and took a sip from time to time: "Who else? I will not refuse to come ..."

No one responded.

Han Fei shouted again: "Is there no one in the South Campus that can play? What about your sixth-level master? What about the seventh-level master?",

"Give up, give me up."

After a while, it looked like the crowd was pulled away, and seven or eight young men came vigorously.

Someone was relieved: "They finally came."

Someone ’s confidence increased: “If we do n’t come again, our South Campus will lose face.”

Someone said: "This time Han Fei is dead, can he stop one person or two people, can he still stop ten people or eight people? As long as he does not give him a chance to breathe, can he survive it? Both are a problem, after all, he has been playing for so long. "

"Who is going to pick things up in my South Campus?"

This person is still staring at Han Fei when he speaks, his eyes are not good.

Han Fei: "My East Campus is carrying the handle Han Fei, and I think I have beaten the sixth-level invincible player. I have grown up to this day and I have n’t had a defeat. Now I come to seek defeat."

He Xiaoyu is rolling his eyes and has not yet defeated. You had Second Rank Fisherman before. No one beat you. I ’m afraid I would kill you if I did n’t care. Otherwise, how can you live to this day?

and Han Fei is not blushing or panting, without any self-awareness, but holding his head high.

"It's just you, you haven't tasted a defeat yet? Is it possible that you are stronger than Tang Ge?"

Han Fei didn't care: "I and Tang Ge are good brothers. We haven't fought each other. I went out today and I only want to lose."

Someone here sneered: "I heard that you have fought a lot of battles, and the aura should be exhausted. Are you sure you want to fight?"

Han Fei: "I absorb quickly, the aura is endless."

Everyone has rolled his eyes now, I have seen shameless, I have never seen such shameless, and there is endless aura, do you think you are Sea God?

Someone is carrying a fine iron rod: "Since you want to fight, I will fight with you. There are different kinds of confessions."

Han Fei: "Whoever admits defeat is the grandson."

's words ignited the hearts of everyone present.

"kill him."

"Abolish him."

"Smash him."

"He is extremely arrogant, he can't get out today."

Han Fei carried bamboo sticks and said lazily: "If you refuse to fight, you will fight."

"I'm coming ..."

Someone could n’t help it. I was going to look at the strength of Han Fei first. As a result, this time I only saw Han Fei jumping up and hitting three sticks. He directly smashed this person and flew out, even the fine iron sticks were bent.

"His ..."

"Lying trough ..."

"Is this guy hard hit?"

"Why are you still so strong?"

Han Fei smiled and said: "Next."

"Wait a minute."

As Han Fei was about to continue its arrogance, he saw a middle-aged man appear, leading two students.

"Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Ding looked ugly. I just heard that someone was blocking the school gate to challenge him and he did n’t believe it. As a result, it seems that he believed it now. The little girl who is holding the Spirit Devouring Fish soup has a large stack of bowls next to it. The big gourd is now heavy, and I do n’t know how much Spirit Devouring Fish soup is in it.

Zhou Ding looked at Han Fei, it was level 6! If it is level 7, he can't see it.

Zhou Ding pointed to a student at random: "Chen Cai, you go."

The boy who was called Chen Cai also carried a bamboo stick in his hand, which seemed to be much better than the other six levels.

Chen Cai: "South Campus, Chen Cai, fight you."

Han Fei narrowed her eyes slightly and began to be serious.

"Om!"

The aura burst on the bamboo stick, Han Fei no longer gasped, his face was no longer white, and his body did not tremble. Looking at the stick that jumped, he saw him picking it up.

"When."

The violent vigor rushed out, and many students below grade five retreated.

Han Fei was a little surprised. This man had good strength. He did n’t know the practice of the stick method, but he seemed to have another strength after the strength, and the double strength shocked him.

"Hey! Amazing!"

Han Fei's eyes lit up, and Chen Cai's face changed a lot, even a blow of his own strength of 80% failed to shake this guy.

Zhou Ding is also very surprised. Chen Cai is the top grade Spiritual Root of Third Rank, which can almost be regarded as the strongest one in the sixth grade of the South School. As a result, in the first day of confrontation, he didn't even have the advantage.

Han Fei: "Sweep the Thousand Armies."

"When."

There was a loud noise, and Chen Cai was directly pale, and the whole person slid out on the ground for dozens of meters, shaking his hands. This is too strong, just a stick, how could the power be so great? This power is more than a catty?

"Stick Huashan."

Everyone was stunned, what is this move? What is Huashan?

But Chen Cai looked nervous, but when he saw a little under his feet, the bamboo sticks dazzled.

"Aura burst."

At that moment, Han Fei quickly backed away, and a huge force directly hit himself, so that he broke out with a stick and blocked the impact, otherwise he was afraid of losing.

He Xiaoyu busy said: "This is Aura burst, very powerful, even the seventh grade must dodge."

Han Fei shook his arm and shook his head: "Very powerful, how to get it? Aura gathers, how can it explode?"

"How come, he actually received the Aura Explosion directly?"

"Oh my God, is he made of iron, why is it so hard?"

Zhou Ding was surprised that this young man was not simple, and it was unscathed to greet the impact of the Aura burst in front.

In everyone's surprised eyes, he saw that the aura of the Han Fei stick tip shone more and more.

Han Fei: "Aura burst ..."

Zhou Ding shot, one hand directly crushed Han Fei's aura burst, but that second, a huge aura directly hit his palm, stunned his palm.

"Hum ~ IndoMTL.com ~ broken."

I saw that the aura burst directly, the waves rolled, and Han Fei blew back seven or eight steps.

Han Fei's eyes are bright, so powerful, so strong. Just now I wouldn't detonate myself, because this teacher took action, otherwise I really don't know what to do.

Zhou Ding's face was a bit unbearable, and he almost didn't even scratch the aura of a sixth-grade student, which was a shame.

Zhou Ding narrowed his eyes: "You have nearly eighth-level Fisherman combat power, but you are so embarrassed to pit our students' Spirit Devouring Fish soup, get out of here."

"His ..."

The students next to exclaimed.

Eight-level Fisherman combat power? Is this still a student? Is this too fierce?

Some people doubt: "Which is he, Tang Ge, right? Who else is so strong besides Tang Ge?"

"Asshole, the strength of the eighth level ran over to install sixth level with us and pay us the fish soup."

"Yes, shameless Han Fei, compensation for fish soup."

Han Fei: "What is it! I am level six, obviously level six. Do I have to talk to you about my natural power? I do n’t say it because I am low-key."

Han Fei looked at Zhou Ding and smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Zhou, that, I'm actually here to seek a breakthrough. I just felt the powerful power of Reiki, and now I'm quite aware of that. What, I'm leaving now?"

Zhou Ding grabbed Han Fei: "Where are you going?"

Han Fei: "Teacher, I'm really six! I don't believe you to check it out."

Zhou Ding can leave Han Fei behind, carrying him.

Han Fei is still hanging in the air, and greets in his mouth: "He Xiaoyu, go! Keep up ..."

So, in front of the cafeteria of the South School of Tianshui Village, a group of students were left in the wind.

Someone murmured: "Eighth level? Sixth level is comparable to the strength of eighth level. Is this the real arrogance?"