The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 95 Plot Reversal
Fifteen men are actually angry with a little girl, this scene is really a bit funny.

But no one paid any attention to them.

In everyone's encirclement, Zhao Xiaofei and Xue Ping stood facing each other.

Hearing more than a dozen people cheering for him, Xue Ping suddenly surged with courage, his head was hot, and he had a sense of déjà vu, as if he was already invincible.

"Pfft——" Xue Ping spat on his palm, rubbed it a few times, then clenched his hands into a martial arts posture, and sneered, "Little peasant, my punch has a strength of 2000 jin. You have to be careful, if you accidentally hit your head, it will explode like a watermelon, if it hits your chest..."

"Are you so talkative, you can't stop? If you want to compare, hurry up, Rory is so talkative, like a woman." Zhao Xiaofei tapped his ears with his little finger, showing a look of impatience expression.

"You... good, good, give you face, you are shameless, then don't blame me! Hmph, look at the trick—" before the words finished, Xue Ping began to exert force with his arms.

bang——

Xue Ping's muscles tensed instantly like a spring.

A level three warrior with a strength of 2000 jin!

Even the air vibrated.

The dozen or so men next to him felt an aura emanating from Xue Ping's body, and they all became more excited and howled one by one, as if victory was at hand.

But Xue Ping didn't see any of these people, so he came to Zhao Xiaofei in a flash, clenched his casserole-sized fist with both hands, and punched Zhao Xiaofei violently.

With a strength of 2000 jin, this little farmer will definitely live in the hospital for a year or so, and let him know how powerful he is!
Seeing that his fist was about to hit Zhao Xiaofei's chest, a triumphant smile appeared on Xue Ping's face.

However, Xue Ping's smile didn't last long, because just when his fists touched the clothes on Zhao Xiaofei's chest, he suddenly saw Zhao Xiaofei move.

Yes, this always lazy Zhao Xiaofei raised his right leg even faster.

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, Xue Ping felt a heavy kick on the face, and then a burst of pain came, his eyes went black, gold stars popped out of his head, and he flew backwards.

After flying upside down for twelve or three meters, Xue Ping hit the wall behind him and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up.

quiet!
It was eerily quiet!
The entire parking lot was eerily quiet.

Fifteen people, including the long-haired man and the bald man, all looked at Xue Ping who flew out, and their eyes were bigger than eggs.

So surprised!

No one would have imagined that their brother Ping, Xue Ping, a third-level martial artist with a strength of 2000 jin, was defeated by this farmer boy Zhao Xiaofei in one move, oh no, not in his hands, but on his feet !

Zhao Xiaofei lifted his leg so easily and kicked Xue Ping away.

One trick, this is one trick!

With just one move, Xue Ping was defeated!And it was a fiasco!Lost in a mess!
How can this make people stand this reversal? ? ?
And just when everyone was stunned, suddenly, there was an applause.

Everyone followed the sound, and it turned out that Yan Mengjia took the opportunity to break free, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Yeah! Xiao Fei wins, Xiao Fei wins! Xiao Fei is too good, you are so good!"

While laughing, he spit out his nimble little tongue a few times towards the long-haired man, looking smug.

Everyone was speechless.

Coming to Zhao Xiaofei's side, Yan Mengjia shouted at Xue Ping: "Brother Huanping, I thought you were so good? I didn't expect that I couldn't stand my boyfriend's kick, and said that I was a third-level warrior. I Looks like a trash warrior."

That Xue Ping lay on the ground and struggled for several minutes before getting up, but there was a big shoe print on his face, which was red and deep, and it seemed that it would not disappear in a short time.

Dragging his injured body, he finally came in front of Zhao Xiaofei. Xue Ping's eyes were full of horror, he clasped his fists in his hands, bowed slightly, and said very respectfully: "Master Zhao, so you are really a master. I, Xue Ping, have eyes. If you know Taishan, you will be disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Hehe, it's easy to say, easy to say." Zhao Xiaofei raised his head and chest, and smiled, "Xue Ping, I am willing to admit defeat, don't you forget your bet?"

"I accept, I accept." At this moment, how dare Xue Ping say no?
Just now Xue Ping felt that Zhao Xiaofei was merciful, otherwise, with Zhao Xiaofei's strength, if he hit him with all his strength, Xue Ping would explode and die immediately, turning into a pool of flesh and blood, how could he survive until now?

Afterwards, Xue Ping immediately glanced at everyone, and shouted loudly: "Kneel down, everyone kneel down, and kowtow to Miss Yan Mengjia, begging for forgiveness!"

It doesn't matter whether others kneel or not, Xue Ping is the first to kneel anyway.

Zhao Xiaofei is amazing, he knows that he doesn't want to anger this Zhao Xiaofei.

These high-level warriors and high-level Taoists have very weird tempers, coupled with the powerful backing behind them, it may only take a few minutes to kill a few people.

The fifteen people behind saw Xue Ping kneel down, and they also knelt down again helplessly.

Even the long-haired man sighed several times before knelt down reluctantly.

Today, this is the second time they kneel in front of a woman, and they kneel at the feet of the same woman. Where do they put the faces of these men?
Shame!
What a shame!
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, the long-haired man felt a black shadow approaching him. He hurriedly looked up and found that this person was Zhao Xiaofei.

Shocked, the long-haired man immediately frowned and smiled, "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xiaofei curled his lips and said, "Long-haired monster, you still seem to be a little bit dissatisfied?"

Of course I am not convinced!
The long-haired man thought this in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, and quickly smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhao, I am convinced, I am convinced."

"You are convinced, I think you are not convinced." Zhao Xiaofei said, taking off the flip-flops on his feet, and sneered, "Long-haired monster, you were the only one here just now. It depends on your dislike, I don't think I can beat you so much that you can't even recognize your mother, so I won't be called Zhao Xiaofei."

After finishing speaking, he raised the slippers and slapped them fiercely on the long-haired man's face.

In the quiet parking lot, only the sound of slapping and the screaming of the long-haired man could be heard.

These two voices come and go, like music, very rhythmic, but it sounds a little creepy.

Not to mention other people, even Xue Ping was terrified when he saw it. If this slipper was slapped on his face, he would probably be bruised and bloody like this long-haired man, right?
(End of this chapter)