The First Charge of 1 Billion at the Beginning

Those who were present were three sophomores with good strength. Like Li Bold, they were all at the Dacheng stage of Tempering Body Fist.

And the other five are students of the third grade of junior high school, each of them is in the first and second level of body tempering, and the strongest among them is Feng Yi, who has already reached the fifth level of body tempering.

That is to say, Feng Yi has undergone spiritual energy tempering five times, has advanced martial arts training, and is very powerful.

At this moment, Feng Yi looked serious and looked at Mu Fan closely, feeling a little surprised.

Because looking at Mu Fan now, it's like looking at a mountain. Standing there, it's as motionless as a mountain, but it gives people a calm and unshakable feeling.

"It's weird!" Feng Yi's expression was serious.

He realized that Mu Fan was weird. Could it be that this kid is not a trash as rumored, but is hiding his cultivation?

I heard Li Boldly say that I was injured before, but I still didn't believe it, but now I finally believe it after seeing Mu Fan.

"Mu Fan, I'm very curious, why did you hide your strength, and didn't even say a word when you were fired?" Feng Yi couldn't help but open his mouth.

Everyone stared at Mu Fan in unison, Li Bold's face was distorted, angry, scared, fearful, casting a shadow on Mu Fan.

"Is he really hiding his strength?"

Someone said in surprise.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces changing, and they seemed to be in disbelief, but what Feng Yi said was definitely right.

What's more, Li Bold's injury is still not healed, he still holds the gauze on his head, and his head still hurts, it was Mu Fan who beat him.

"I just wanted to dawdle peacefully, but you should never, never mess with me, let alone hit my brother."

Mu Fan's voice was calm, word by word came to everyone's ears, like a thunderclap.

Everyone's face changed greatly.

Feng Yi looked solemn, and snorted, "Mu Fan, it doesn't matter if you hide your strength, just right, I will teach you a good lesson today, and let you know that those who touch me will have to pay the price."

"Hey..." Mu Fan sneered, and said in a cold voice: "This is exactly what I want to say to you, if you touch my brother, you will pay the price in blood."

"Today, none of you will try to escape."

What Mu Fan said shocked everyone.

"Escape?" Feng Yi said disdainfully: "Mu Fan, you think too highly of yourself."

"Insanity!"

"That's right, Mu Fan, you're dead."

"Feng Yi, I'll take care of him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a male student from the second year of junior high school stepping out. He was Li Bold's classmate, full of vigor.

"Swallow Step, Thunderbolt Palm!"

This classmate used the most powerful moves as soon as he came up, and struck with his palm at an astonishingly fast speed, like a thunderbolt.

Seeing the opponent's quick footwork, like splitting the universe with his palm, Mu Fan showed a sneer.

"Weak chickens, Body Tempering Fist can knock you all down."

Mu Fan snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched out, and what he used was Daluhuo Body Tempering Fist.

boom!

There was only a muffled sound, and the second-year student's arm snapped, his eyes bulged, and he let out a painful scream.

"Ah..." There was a scream, and the person flew out and landed in the alley, lying there crying in pain.

There was a dead silence at the scene, and everyone's face changed drastically, looking at the scene in front of them in horror.

That person lost.

"Next, it's your turn." Mu Fan turned his face and looked at everyone with cold eyes.

Li Bold and the others had a chill in their hearts, and they took a step back in fear, but they became angry from embarrassment.

"Come together and kill him."

Li boldly roared, yelling out the fear in his heart, lifted up with all his strength, and immediately rushed forward with another student in the same class.

Two on one.

Facing Li Bold and the two, Mu Fan dismissed them, a weak chicken is a weak chicken, and he didn't care about it at all.

Boom!

A figure flashed by. Li Bold and a classmate were hunched over, bleeding from their mouths and noses. They slid more than ten meters away before stopping, lying there panting.

"Feng Yi, it's your turn, come together, or one by one?"

Mu Fan stretched out a hand, which was full of contempt, which made Feng Yi and other five third-year boys furious.

"You are presumptuous!"

"Too crazy!"

Feng Yi didn't move, but the other four third-year boys couldn't sit still, and as soon as their temper came up, they rushed towards Mu Fan together on the spot.

"Eight poles, collapsing mountains, shattering the ground!"

Mu Fan shouted, stretched his arms, and his whole body was like a big bow, rushing towards the opponent like thunder, dancing with his arms, punching one by one.

bang bang bang...

In just a short meeting, the four third-year students were directly punched by Mu Fan and flew away one by one, spilling a large amount of blood.

With just one punch, the four of them fell to the ground with serious injuries, their faces full of horror and horror, and their eyes filled with disbelief.

"how is this possible?"

"Fake, it must be fake."

Those four third-year students were crazy, a little crazy, and felt that Mu Fan beat them up as a fake, and they couldn't believe that a guy who had been rumored to have not started for ten years actually defeated them.

And it was so easy, he was severely injured without taking a single move.

At the scene, only Feng Yi was able to stand, with a solemn face and eyes full of horror looking at Mu Fan.

"You really hid your strength, so powerful?" Feng Yi was shocked.

Mu Fan walked towards him step by step, humming: "Feng Yi, you are the only one left, tell me, how do you want to lie down?"

"You're looking for death!" Feng Yi roared angrily after being humiliated.

His breath swelled all over his body, and there was a sharp brilliance in his eyes.

"Mu Fan, I admit that you are very strong, but you are still far from being arrogant in front of me."

Feng Yi let out a loud shout, his breath getting stronger and stronger, grinning like a hungry tiger.

"Let you experience the power of the Tiger Howling Fist."

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Yi pounced like a fierce tiger, stretching out his arms, like a tiger's claws piercing the air, making a whining sound.

"Tigers come down the mountain!"

Catch it with one move, like a tiger descending the mountain.

Facing Feng Yi's powerful moves, Mu Fan was very calm, with a trace of contempt and disdain in his eyes.

Mu Fan smiled lightly and said, "Feng Yi, you are too slow, and you are going down the mountain like a tiger, watch me beat you into a sick cat."

"The King of Hades folds his hands three times!"

In an instant, Mu Fan moved, like a big bow snapping, as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, and almost instantly slapped Feng Yi with three palms at the same time.

Bang!

Feng Yi's arm trembled, feeling numb, and then two other palms came, one hitting the front door and the other hitting his chest.

Hell King's three folded hands, Mu Fan's Bajiquan practice Xiaocheng's strongest move, it can be said to be extremely powerful.

With a click, Feng Yi's face changed drastically, the bone in his arm was broken, and he felt pain. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest at the same time.

"Ah..." With a scream, Feng Yi, who was at the fifth level of Body Tempering, flew out on the spot, and stopped after a distance of twenty meters.

The bones of his arm were broken, his face was covered with blood, and there was a palm print on his chest. Blood continued to bleed from his mouth and nose, and he was seriously injured.

"You...your strength..." Feng Yi struggled to remember, but unfortunately he couldn't get up.

He looked at Mu Fan in shock, and couldn't believe his eyes at all, as if he was dreaming, he couldn't believe it.

The fat man on the side was stunned, and stood there stupidly, looking at Feng Yi lying on the ground, Li Bold and others were shocked.

Eight people were all beaten to the ground by Mu Fan.

Chapter 31: I Want to Eat Alien Beasts

Outside the alley, Mu Fan was holding a stack of banknotes and counting them.

"Twenty-three thousand?"

Mu Fan counted the banknotes in his hand, and cast a dissatisfied glance at the eight people lying on the ground, his face full of displeasure.

"These grandsons are really poor ghosts. Only eight people can pool more than [-] points."

He murmured in dissatisfaction, but he didn't know that hearing these words in the ears of Feng Yi and the others, they were all so ashamed and angry that they almost got up to fight again.

Everyone shouted in their hearts: I can still fight!

If not for all of them being seriously injured, they might all get up and fight Mu Fan again.

Is there such a thing as bullying?

"Hey, are you still so poor?" Mu Fan stared at Feng.

Feng Yi was so frightened that he trembled all over, and said with a mournful face: "This is my food expenses for this month, what do you want if I give you all of it?"

"So little?" Mu Fan was very dissatisfied.

He pointed to the fat man who was stunned and said, "Look at my brother, he was beaten up like this by you, can it be justified if he doesn't pay some medical expenses?"

"..."