Dominate the world

under the night sky.

Amid the deafening sound, the students all leaned back. When they couldn't control their steps and were about to take a step back, everyone's faces became firm, and they pulled back their bodies abruptly.

On the other hand, Cao Jinpeng's face was very ferocious and ferocious, and it seemed that he was murderous, but he could no longer stabilize his figure and retreated abruptly.

"Dengdengdeng."

After taking three steps in succession, Cao Jinpeng's expression flashed with surprise, "This is impossible! How is this possible? I am a peak first-order grandmaster, and these brats are just..."

"Meat bomb impact!"

At the moment when Cao Jinpeng was astonished, Lang Heyan's body turned into a cannonball and hit Cao Jinpeng's chest, causing the latter to take a step back.

When Lang Heyan landed on the ground, the corner of his mouth turned red. He wiped it casually and said indifferently: "Brothers, this guy is tough enough, we have to be careful."

In Cao Jinpeng's line of sight, these little brats were all on guard. Their individual strength might not be enough, but they couldn't stand up to a sneak attack, and they retreated immediately after a move, and they never wanted to fight.

It made him feel himself, like a lion surrounded by wild dogs.

This is still the result of not using soldiers.

Cao Jinpeng naturally has soldiers on his body, but he doubts whether dozens of soldiers will be aimed at him if he takes out soldiers.

The point is that these students seem to be richer than themselves.

"Are you going to keep watching?" Cao Jinpeng asked for help. He was punched by Jiang Xiaobai before. The opponent did not intend to kill, but he was still injured. The confidants of the battalion are not qualified to do it.

No one wants a trash as a confidant.

"Let my old lady teach you brats a lesson."

Zhang Liang had an outstanding figure, her steps were enchanting, and the white makeup on her face completely covered up her injuries, which made the fresh-blooded students a little distracted.

The method of charm, the night dance is enchanting!

"Where are you going to look!" The female student was upset: "You all say that you like innocence every day, but all your eyes are fixed on the semi-permanent face, liar."

Seeing the initial effect of the charm method, Zhang Liang hurriedly said to Ma Kun: "As long as you let the fire start in Qiluwu University, I will give you a whole day when you go back, and it's up to you."

Ma Kun looked at Zhang Liang's plump lips, and suddenly there was a picture in his head. His nose fluttered, swallowed, and nodded: "Look at me, you look at me."

He slammed into the cab, shifted the gear, kicked the floor oil, the tires rubbed sparks, and slammed into the door.

"Ah!"

Amidst the violent sound, Ma Kun's head collided with the steering wheel, each winning or losing, he jumped out of the car as if possessed by a demon, regardless of the pain, looked at Zhang Liang, walked over, slightly He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, a ray of flame appeared in his palm, and when he flicked it back, a line of fire climbed into the car, and the gasoline barrels were all ablaze.

Whether it is a car fuel tank or a gasoline barrel, under his blazing knife technique, there will be a violent explosion.

But Ma Kun's steps are still chic and stylish. He looked at Zhang Liang proudly, and told her with practical actions: "A real man, no matter how violent the explosion, he will never look back."

The flames ignited and the explosion appeared.

The corners of Ma Kun's mouth raised.

There was a sudden buzzing between the sky and the earth, an invisible wave, covering the huge flame that suddenly flew up, and gradually compressed, even finger marks appeared on the car.

As if invisible, a pair of big hands suppressed the flame, kneaded it into a small fireball, and then flew into the sky, detonated into a piece of fireworks, and brilliantly lit the night sky.

Nine days of thunder.

Under the fireworks, Cao Jinpeng stared at the splendor, dumbstruck, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched from time to time.

He shouted helplessly in his heart: "Spiritual power... this is actually spiritual power!"

"What kind of strong man can use his spiritual power so perfectly?"

"Jiang Xiaobai... Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Could it be that he is one of the twelve elders of the Martial Arts Department?"

"It must be, if not, it is also a strong side."

"This... I did it?" Ma Kun looked at the fireworks with his head shrunk, scratching the corners of his eyes in confusion: "Am I so good? It's just... why didn't I notice it."

"However, he is really handsome. This is what a man should do!"

And Zhang Liang and the gray-haired young man looked at each other at this time, and they stepped back in unison, and couldn't help but groaned in their hearts.

With such a strong man in charge, he is looking for death!

But how could the students just let them go like this.

Cooperating with each other, they surrounded them. In the past, the battle between the students was all done. Today, they can finally open and close.

They feel that they should also be like Lang Heyan, who has lost the lottery and is the capital to show off.

If he could beat the bones of his fist to bleed, he would be everyone's idol.

You can show off loudly: "You know that night our Wuhan University was attacked at night, right? Yes, it was that night. Look at the scars on my fist. The bones and skin of my fist were blown away, and it took half a month to recover. "

Old bully.

All of a sudden, the students were scrambling to get up, the bricks and chains were all used, there was a ping-pong-pong sound, and the ground was trembling slightly.

Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan were outside the crowd, fighting standard boxing techniques, and finally managed to hold up their appearance.

In the end, the crowd dragged the four of them to the Ministry of Public Security who rushed over.

The people from the Public Security Department looked behind the four of them, like a wet mop mopping the floor, leaving crimson marks, and the corners of their mouths twitched: "This...isn't it too hard?"

"Look at us, we are all painted."

"That's right, these four are all high-level fighters. They came here to kick the school, and they wanted to set fire."

"Even if we fight to the death, we must protect Qilu Martial Arts University, just like our dean, Mr. Jiang Xiaobai, protects Luocheng."

"Senior, murder and arson, even if he didn't kill, arson is as serious a crime as murder. Look at the wreckage, they even made a car bomb!"

Several warriors laughed angrily at the group of young people: "You guys, I don't know? Come on, choose a few people, go back with me to make notes, and send them back to you when you are done, so that you will not delay your cultivation."

Zhang Helun and Lang Heyan took the initiative to sign up and then left.

At this moment, the students returned to the school gate together, cleaned up the wreckage, sat around in groups of three or four, took out the cigarettes and divided them, even if there were conflicts in the past, they all melted away, nodded with a smile, Exchanging the moves just now.

"If I hit that punch just now, if I punched it like this, it would definitely have an extra [-] catties of strength, and it wouldn't hurt my wrist. Now it's so sore that I'm dying."

"I saw your punch. It was really beautiful. The gray-haired guy wanted to run away, but you punched him in the nose, blocking his retreat."

"Who beat that girl? Why is there blood from her nose and mouth?"

Several girls looked towards the night sky.

Suddenly, there were many figures standing on the roof, one of them, a thin figure, cast a long shadow in the night, "Dean?"

There was a lot of sputtering, all kinds of movements of pinching cigarette butts, and someone threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Good job, reward everyone with one month's training resources."

All the students' eyes lit up, and when they were secretly happy, they heard their dean continue: "Everyone has to double the amount of training."

"Huh?" All of them lost face.