Vol 2 Chapter 697: have a future!

With Mu Fan's extreme eyesight, it can be vaguely seen that in the huge smoke and dust, the body of the sickle is actually...
A layer of flame instantly rises!
A layer of twisted high-temperature flame that burns the air.
In an instant, people in a circle felt a surging heat wave.
However, in that tiger roar, the last afterimage of Ruan Xiongfeng freezes!
A giant palm like the claws of a tyrannosaurus engulfed four powerful white air currents, bursting through the high-temperature flame.
Directly buckle the sickle's overweight fist like a burning meteor.
Bang!
In the fog of crushed stone chips, sparks are everywhere...
There was a sneer at the corner of Sickle's mouth.
Ruan Xiongfeng still had that iconic grin on his face.
The extremely hot flame spread along the front of the boxing to Ruan Xiongfeng's right hand.
Then the big bald head grinned, showing a big mouthful of white teeth.
The right palm suddenly twisted!
Boom!
The whole body of this bald man shook a complete wave of humanoid aura!
In the palm of the hand, it seemed to be an air cannon that was shot out in a blast.
The flames that spread up were actually...
Creak.
Ruan Xiongfeng directly locked the sickle's fist, and then his left foot collapsed backwards and his body instantly tilted.
The arm between the two was as straight as a steel cable.
Ruan Xiongfeng's bear waist suddenly twisted, and the muscle that did not know how much power burst out instantly.
A surging and turbulent whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the center where the crowd's eyes met!
Swept up in an instant.
Before the gray-haired sickle could say a word, Ruan Xiongfeng picked it up with one hand!
Then in the rapid pace, suddenly let go.
The crowd's eyes were dizzying, and a red meteor broke through the whirlwind with the sound of tearing the air and flung it aside.
boom!
boom!
boom!
With three huge explosions in succession, a half-scorched human-shaped silhouette appeared on the edges of two giant osmanthus plants, and at the end of the field of vision, a figure covered with blood was trapped in the giant corundum rock for viewing...
There is no trace of sparks, only curls of green smoke.
"He, he, he kicked people out?"
A student said shivering tens of meters away, and a fat man who looked like a large mine next to him gave his companion a dumb look, "Otherwise? I went out by myself?"
The whirlwind appeared violently and suddenly, and disappeared equally abruptly.
It disappeared almost at the moment of letting go.
So the rest of Ruan Xiongfeng is to look at the figure inlaid into the corundum rock with an appreciation of the artwork.
"You are the first warrior to print the whole figure on the Dingchuan Promenade in this century."
After speaking, I was full of emotions, and then stretched out their hands in the numb eyes of thousands of people inside and outside the network...
Pop, pop, pop!
There was a soft applause.
At the end of the field of vision, a blood mist sprayed out of the sickle embedded in the corundum rock.
His face was ashes.
This huge insult has gone far beyond physical pain.
He was forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
But now the only place he can move is his lips.
Thousands of force in the opponent's palm are like thunder, but as thin as hair.
Every supporting bone on his hands and feet is taken care of, the cracks are just right, and the broken ones are just right.
This bald man with a ruffian breath made himself feel despair with his thunderous strength.
Ruan Xiongfeng scratched his chin and looked at...Dawn Leader Scott, and his right thumb pointed at the human shadow monument over there.
"Zhou Yang and Jiu Baixiong taught this kind of waste?"
Scott is breathing like a frog with hypoxia.
The shock in his heart was unintentionally attached, and even when the dying sickle in the distance heard a certain name, his eyes suddenly flashed with fire and terror, and then he looked at the burly bald man in amazement.
The name Jiu Baixiong, anyone who knows Dawn will not be unfamiliar, because this man represents Dawn's strongest force and also proved to the world what a humanoid nuclear bomb is.
However, Zhou Yang's seldom-known taboo name has never been out of the mentor group.
The white-haired man who has his real name and is always stubborn to call him another name...
Possessing the terrifying power that even 900 Xiong is deeply afraid of.
"As long as he has a bone in his body, don't try to get close."
This famous quote from Jiu Baixiong's private has been quietly circulated among Shuguang's tutors.
And now, this Dingchuan's bald head has broken through...
"You, do you know instructor Kevin!?" A big bead of sweat rolled off Scott's forehead, and he stammered. At this moment, he had no demeanor and aura.
"Aren't you bullshit, I've been fighting him for ten years, and now I'm asking me that... Are you insulting Laozi's IQ?"
Ruan Xiongfeng looked at it with a hostile gaze, and Scott trembled, only feeling that his whole body was drenched with sweat.
However, under the gaze of the ancient tyrannosaurus, he didn't even dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but said in a low voice respectfully:
"Instructor Kevin left three years ago. As for where he went, people of my level cannot know."
"Tsk...that is to say that there is only 900 Xiong in the dawn?" Ruan Xiongfeng squinted his eyes and scratched his chin, his eyes lit up.
"Yes, yes." Scott's head was completely lowered, and he didn't realize what Ruan Xiongfeng wanted to say.
"Hahahaha! That means I can go to your Shuguang kick hall?"
"Let the self-proclaimed shrewd joke of Jiu Baixiong see how powerful my personal disciple is!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Amidst the trembling laughter, osmanthus leaves fell one after another.
But weirdly avoiding Ruan Xiongfeng to form the only vacuum zone.
Hearing this bald-headed laughter, Scott almost broke his nerves.
What is the origin of this bald head? How dare to call the nine hundred adults a fool!
"Excuse me, dear strong man, who are you?"
"You really don't know me?" Ruan Xiongfeng looked at Mu Fan with a melancholy gaze. After seeing the inexplicable look in Mu Fan's eyes, he sighed in melancholy, rubbing his big hands back and forth on his head.
"My name, Ruan Xiongfeng, seems to be too low-key...just as low-key as Lao Tzu is."
[Ruan, Xiong, Feng]!
As soon as these three words were spit out, Scott and the leaders of the other three academies were all staring blankly, seeming to trigger their shared memory segment.
"...The God of Thunder!?"
Scottrade of Dawn Academy was the first to react, feeling shocked in his heart, and even more shocked on his face.
And Mu Fan glanced over their faces with doubts.
Doesn't this name belong to Da Lei Xiao?
Mu Fan, who has seen the tip of the Federation’s true strength iceberg, never thought that an S-class mecha would make the other party show this expression~EbookFREE.me~ Then this name really refers to...people?
With the surprise of discovering the truth in his heart, Mu Fan's eyes coincided with Ruan Xiongfeng.
Then Mu Fan saw the old ruffian and laughed wildly.
"It's more famous than I thought."
Several team leaders smiled in this low voice with bitter faces. They were almost driven crazy by this true temperament Ruan Xiongfeng, but they did not dare to say half of their dissatisfaction.
With a smile, Ruan Xiongfeng's face became cold, and he looked at the group of people in front of him blindly.
"When you are finished laughing, then take your people...get off."
The sturdy index finger flicked the sickle in the distance.
"In Dingchuan, the struggle between students will not be dealt with. But remember, don't bully the small with the big ones."
The index finger stood in front of his eyes and swayed gently.
The group leader bowed his head arduously.
The accompanying doctor in the team hurried forward and tried to rescue the sickle from the corundum rock.
Then Ruan Xiongfeng's old face mixed with evil spirits and scorn immediately changed. He smiled like a wrinkled trumpet flower and looked at Mu Fan, his hands slammed into the sky.
"Hahaha, dear apprentice, this cheap teacher came in time!"
Seeing the slightly embarrassed expression on Mu Fan's face, he felt anxious and subconsciously wanted to change the subject.
So seeing the two girls next to them, Bi Huajiao and Zheng Yan Dou Yan, their worried and caring eyes seemed to fall on their precious apprentices.
Then I realized in an instant!
He chuckled his hands and patted him, "Good boy, I really deserve to be my disciple of Ruan Xiongfeng."
"There are two girlfriends when I look for them, so this vision is absolutely amazing!"
"The two girls are really handsome."
"have a future!"
"I am optimistic about you for the teacher."
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