Vol 2 Chapter 691: I don't care what you were before!

Zhang Shaotang is truly a handsome martial artist at this moment.
It's just that Mu Fan squinted his eyes to look at this elite student who speaks righteously. The two have drifted away since the special training.
"Why didn't you stand up when you were needed before?"
"The spirit of Dingchuan is not just made out of words, but made out of it."
"Classmates were humiliated, you didn't come out. The college was humiliated, you didn't come out. Now the provocative person is down, you come out."
Mu Fan shook his head, "You really disappoint me."
That kind of tone, that kind of sharp-edged aura, at this moment almost completely crushed Zhang Shaotang, a noble descendant from Capital Star.
Zhang Shaotang opened his eyes angrily. He stared at Mu Fan and said word by word: "You know what college honor is! If people know that exchange students have been attacked at the college, then the reputation of the college will be the real dust!"
"Your origin determines your narrow vision, but I don't know how sophisticated you are now!"
He never expected that the soil bun at the time would have such sharp words at this moment.
Zhang Shaotang's impassioned words instantly aroused applause from the exchange students.
Scott's face also became less icy, and he looked at Zhang Shaotang and praised: "Student Zhang’s demeanor is a role model for his peers. I must admonish students of our college and classmate Zhang to keep in touch. It’s just today’s matter. We have a saying from Dawn Academy!"
After speaking, he looked at Mu Fan coldly.
"You are a stunned student, I want you to understand that the Federal First Academy is definitely not something people like you can provoke. I want you to understand that there are still things in the world that you should be in awe of. You said if your academy You fired... will you be afraid? Will your college be afraid of the pressure from the dawn."
Hearing this, all the onlookers were filled with anger at the same time, the boys stared, and even nearly rolled their sleeves and rushed in.
After he finished speaking, Scott looked at Mu Fan with contentment in his eyes and looked around. The pretentious sarcasm made everyone hear.
Mu Fan's eyes were flat, and amid the sound of quiet breathing, the discussion around him stopped unexpectedly.
"Enough said?"
Mu Fan stared at Scottrade and said lightly: "If you say enough, get out."
"You, aren't you afraid!"
"Ah."
Mu Fan smiled calmly. There was no nervousness on his face, no half-heartedness or concealment. He just looked at the opposite person with that kind of unusually stable eyes, and then slowly spoke:
"Afraid? Why should I be afraid? Is it because my academy is at the bottom, so I am afraid?"
This sentence was shocking, the cruel fact that there was no fig leaf was just said by Mu Fan, but it ended with a sharp rhetorical question.
The atmosphere that was still in full swing on the Internet a second before became extremely quiet.
Then an anger like a volcanic eruption was suppressed and accumulated in their chests, and their eyes were filled with excitement.
At this moment, all their eyes fell on Mu Fan, and they expected this man who would rather not bend at this moment to tell them the answer.
Next second.
Mu Fan's tone suddenly became indifferent and cold, and an indifferent smile hung at the corner of his mouth.
"If that's the case, what is the purpose of fighting and struggling? Isn't it just for... to trample you down."
Not just for...
Step on you guys!
Ambitious, fierce, not afraid, and only the kind of calm and directness from head to toe.
A commoner student from the bottom-ranked academy outrageously expressed his inner monologue.
At the moment when he heard this sentence, countless students who saw and heard this scene, who still had that kind of glory and sense of mission in their hearts, seemed to have been ignited by the blood that was never extinguished.
Yes, we work together for the honor of the college, isn't it just to trample you down!
Calm words, with extremely strong confidence.
When a man has enough power to match the world, his language, his figure, his aura, his every move will naturally become the focus of the crowd.
At this moment, Mu Fan was like Shura drawing a long sword!
With glory and faith, go ahead.
"Such a disgusting face, huh... I'm going to educate him, Dongye."
Grote, the blond, the charming smile in his eyes disappeared, and he looked towards Dongyefei blankly.
"You are not his opponent." Dong Ye Fei said lightly. Although the harsh words made his heart burst into flames, he would not go to pit Grot for no reason. After all, he was his person.
"Spencer is careless, and I won't." Grote blinked with a chilly smile on his face, and there was a rustle in the sleeves of his arms.
Higashi Yefei squinted the corners of his eyes, "If you think about it, I'm still saying that, I don't suggest you go."
"When I fall down, I can let Boate, this silly thing, go on. Brothers open the Tianxun and take this scene and send it back."
Shaking his hands, two metal falling sounds rang.
Grote, the handsome blond man, showed two silver metal sticks in his hands.
Gently twisted his hands, and then the smooth metal surface spread countless metal thorns!
There was a flash of excitement and bitterness in his eyes.
Grot rushed out violently.
The two handles [metal thorns] made a harsh rubbing sound on the ground, and two sparks whizzed out.
At this moment, Grote was two points faster than the previous Spencer, with a blond hair raised behind him, and that handsome and charming appearance left a trail of shadows on the spot in an instant.
No one expected this sudden change at this moment.
Someone in Dawn Academy actually took out a weapon!
"grass!"
The enthusiastic students on the Internet couldn't help cursing.
The exchange groups of the four major colleges called out a good call at the same time.
Both sides aroused anger!
Grote's figure was about to be swept in front of Mu Fan in the next second.
Three meters behind Mu Fan, the two women widened their eyes, wanting to remind them.
At this moment, Mu Fan finally moved.
The cold and silent breath of energy in his heart poured into his legs in an instant.
And this time the intensity of the influx is far beyond the past.
The two trouser legs bulged visible to the naked eye, shaking rapidly, as if they were about to explode in the next second.
Hum.
The place where Mu Fan stood with his feet sinks five centimeters in an instant, and his bright, knife-like eyes looked directly at the afterimage of the opponent.
Lift your right foot high, with your left foot as the center, and turn sideways.
The whole person was in a straight line and aimed at the two flashes of fire that swept quickly!
then……
The nether energy breath on the right leg was compressed on the sole of the foot at this moment.
Mu Fan stepped on at the same moment.
boom!
As if a heavy pile driver blasted into the ground.
There was a circle of water in the air.
That is the scene where the gas exploded after extreme compression.
Taking Mu Fan's right foot as the starting point, the stone slab within five meters in front of him burst out!
It's like a wave of earth when a missile hits the ground.
Grote, who had just rushed into the range of five meters in front, flashed with shock and anger on his face, and then a terrifying force came from the soles of his feet, and his body rose uncontrollably.
At this extreme moment, Grotson adjusted his body in the air, and the metal thorns of his hands under the strong arm strength drew the afterimages and swept towards Mu Fan.
this moment!
Mu Fan's eyes flashed like a wolf, the blue veins on the back of his right hand burst, and his blood vessels flared.
The five fingers spread out like eagle's claws, and then twisted and clenched a fist, as if pulling a huge bow, slowly and quickly received the waist.
Inhale into the abdomen, the chest bulges high.
Then he slammed his head towards Grot, and a qi training visible to the naked eye came out from his mouth.
The strength of the whole body came out from the waist.
Facing Grote soaring in the air from his side, his right fist suddenly hit his waist.
It was like a cannonball blasted violently.
Dingchuan martial arts·b-level martial arts
A big punch!
The pupils of those masters in the exchange group suddenly shrank into needlepoints~EbookFREE.me~ Mu Fan's violent fist punched through the air in an instant, swept back several times faster than the metal thorns...
It hit Grote's belly heavily.
Grote, who was struggling with all his strength, slammed two thorns in front of him with his red eyes.
The thorns were put on the stick, arms crossed.
then……
boom!
The two short sticks made of stainless steel alloy seemed to have encountered a punching hammer and were instantly beaten at a right angle.
Then the exposed fist hit Grote's abdomen heavily.
The punch directly exploded the college uniform on Grote's abdomen, revealing... the body armor that had exploded inside.
A mouthful of blood mist pulled a trace of more than ten meters in the air.
Where do you come from?
The powerful fist force blasted the six Aurora opticians in this straight line through Grote to the body of Boate who was more than two meters tall...
Just stopped.
Grote, with white eyes, and the six students stacked together, seemed to have suffered a terrible car accident. Blood and wailing were all present.
From Mu Fan to these people, a straight blank road appeared.
No one stands on this road.
On both sides of this road, no one dared to laugh.
Frightened, pale, and shocked, all looks varied.
The green veins return, and the fist is closed.
Withdraw his right foot and turn around.
Mu Fan looked indifferently at the "group of people" at the end of the front.
The cold eyes looked forward, and then glanced indifferently.
The cold words came out from his mouth:
"I won't be killed, I will only be disabled."
"Today, I am here to tell you, no matter what you were in the past..."
"In Dingchuan, give me honestly..."
"Curled up."
The entire ninth corridor was silent.
The entire Dingchuan intranet was completely silent.