: One hundred and sixty interest is being beaten!

Amidst the exclamation of the surrounding students, Huo Juxiong flew upside down for the third time.
And this time he flew farther, flying a full thirty meters.
After landing, he rolled out another five or six meters, then stopped.
He clutched his right wrist with his left hand, grinning with pain, and felt that his wrist was about to break.
At the same time, when he looked at Zhang Fan, his eyes were even more surprised.
With the punch just now, he had clearly exerted all his strength.
When he exerts his full strength, his power can completely crush the level 4 quasi-war fighter, even if he challenges the level 5 quasi-war fighter, it is barely possible.
Unexpectedly, not only could he not hurt this guy, but he flew farther.
Is this guy a level 5 quasi-warrior?
Impossible, I heard that there is only one genius Zhuge Liang in the fifth grade quasi-martial artist in the first grade. When will there be another one?
By the way, it may be a second grader.
Thinking of this, Huo Juxiong resisted the pain in his wrist and got up.
Pointing at Zhang Fan: "Boy, there is a way to leave a name, another day I will beat your chest with my little fist!"
Zhang Fan smiled indifferently, and said, "You scumbag, what right do you have to know my name?"
Although Huo Juxiong had a fire in his heart, his wrist was so painful that he was splitting, and he did not dare to fight again.
There is only one ruthless sentence left: "You wait for me!"
He turned around abruptly and walked away quickly.
Zhang Fan didn't call him, and while continuing to walk to the classroom, he turned on the multi-function watch and looked at this guy's information.
Let's say that Huo Juxiong suffocated his stomach and spread the flames.
In the past, he was the only one who beat others. When was he beaten by others?
Thinking of the faint smile on that guy's face, Huo Juxiong was even more angry.
This time I was careless, and after a short rest, my wrist no longer hurts, and then I went back to the place.
While thinking and inquiring about the location of the "scum squad", finally came to the door of the scum squad.
Looking at the eye-catching "Scumbag" sign decorated with colorful lights on the door, Huo Juxiong cursed, "Which brain can come up with such a name? Since I'm here, I can't call him scum. Scum!"
Said to stretch out his hand to tear off the sign.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "What do you want to do?"
Huo Juxiong turned around and saw a guy who was quite handsome, but with a bit of arrogance in his cold complexion, was behind him.
He didn't know that this person was the first genius of the first grade, Zhuge Liang.
"What am I doing is up to you!"
Huo Juxiong said, he must continue to pick up the brand.
But the handsome guy suddenly stretched out his hand, and before Huo Juxiong had time to escape, he already grabbed his arm.
Huo Juxiong was beaten by Zhang Fan just now, and there was a fire in his heart.
At this time, this guy grabbed his hand again, and suddenly became angry: "Looking for death!"
Saying a punch, he banged Zhuge Liang's chest, and shouted: "I'm punching your chest!"
Zhuge Liang could feel that Huo Juxiong's power was extremely powerful.
But as a Level 6 quasi-warrior, he is not afraid of this power.
He also made a fist with his right hand and greeted him with a punch.
Bang--
Huo Juxiong suddenly flew out again, flying seven or eight meters away in the aisle.
The pain of the wrist, which was already hit, made it even more painful.
"Nima, there is a kind, leave a name!"
With the current condition of his wrist, he couldn't beat him.
Now I can only talk ruthlessly.
Zhuge Liang raised her chin, and her voice was cold: "You, an uncultivated fellow, are not qualified to know my name."
Saying that he ignored him, turned around and entered the classroom.
The students around watching the excitement all whispered.
"As expected of Zhuge Liang, amazing!"
"But I was not so good before. After only one month with Teacher Zhang, I am afraid that my strength has increased more than three times!"
After Huo Juxiong heard this, his heart was stunned.
It turns out that this guy is Zhuge Liang on the first day of the first grade.
No wonder the strength is so strong.
But so on the first day, wait a few days for Lao Tzu to recuperate, and still beat your chest!
At this time, the class bell rang.
Four great names, Wang Dong and others also came to the classroom.
Although Huo Juxiong had a fire in his heart, he still stood up and entered the scum class classroom.
Several other students have been notified by Teacher Zhang Yichen that a new student will be transferred to the class.
So it is not surprising.
It's just that Zhuge Liang didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant and wanted to take off the class brand.
A set of tables and chairs has long been added to the classroom.
Huo Juxiong sat down.
As soon as I sat down, a person walked in at the door. As soon as he came in, he didn't even raise his head, and he said, "Scumbags, now we are going to class. Then continue to study your previous content."
When Huo Juxiong saw this person, his eyes almost fell out.
Isn't this guy the guy who just beat him up?
I went, I thought this guy was a student, but I didn't expect it to be a teacher!
And it happens to be his own teacher!
Nima!
As a teacher, why don't you wear a teacher badge?
If you see the teacher's badge early, you won't have to challenge him directly.
At this time, his mood was exactly the same as the mood of the four famous youngsters on the first day of class.
Zhang Fan didn't seem to have discovered Huo Juxiong until then. With a faint smile on his face, he said, "This new classmate, don't you introduce yourself?"
Huo Juxiong looked ugly and didn't say a word.
Uncharacteristically, Zhang Fan said to the other students: "Since this student is a little shy, well, I will introduce him to him."
Huo Juxiong's expression was even more ugly.
I am a big man, why am I shy?
Shame your sister!
Zhang Fanquan didn't see it, and said to everyone: "This new classmate is Huo Juxiong, what a mighty and domineering name? A 17-year-old, level 3 quasi-martial artist. Well, the talent is not bad. His hobby is being beaten. . So I was beaten on the way just now. I heard that Zhuge Aojiao also beat him. Do you other people try it?"
When Zhang Fan said this, Zhuge Liang was unhappy at first.
Teacher, the four big dudes gave me such a terrible nickname, I just bear it.
But you, a dignified people's teacher, also called the student nickname. Do you think this is good?
The four famous names have stopped listening, and are gearing up one by one.
"It just so happens, your hobby is beating~EbookFREE.me~ our hobby is beating people. It's a perfect match."
Wang Dong looked at Huo Juxiong with a puzzled look.
Ten thousand beasts rushed past Huo Juxiong's heart.
What is hobby is being beaten?
My hobby is obviously beating people, OK?
What's the look in your eyes for that very ordinary guy?
You don't really think that Lao Tzu's hobby is getting beaten up?
Thinking of this, Huo Juxiong couldn't help it anymore, stood up arrogantly, with a look of dissatisfaction:
"One of you is a teacher, and the other is a level 6 quasi-martialer who has just been promoted. Even if you win me, is it glorious?"
Zhang Fan looked over lightly:
"Oh? If that's the case, then compare with the most powerful scum of our scum squad. Do you dare?" ()