I’m From Miao Star

Get out of It’s definitely impossible, I saw a youngster with a back of a tiger and waist of a bear standing behind Hu Tianyu, who is at least 1.9 meters tall and wearing a training vest Wearing a pair of black sharkskin gloves, the whole body is extremely muscular, and the knuckles of his knuckles squeezed loudly. At first glance, he knew that he was a student who was usually good at practicing boxing.

Old Zhao sneered: “Hu Tianyu, your students are of high quality, so you blatantly insult the Teacher.”

Hu Tianyu drooped his eyelids and stared straight at him. On the ground, he seemed to be a deaf, hearing nothing.

Seeing his indulgent students, Old Zhao’s fire became even greater: “bastard, what’s your name?”

Youngster clenched his fists together and slanted his neck. , Replied disdainfully: “You don’t need to know, you just need to know that others call me Brother Wei.”

Old Zhao smiled angrily: “I thought it was a terrific character It turned out to be Hao Wei who followed Lei Bao everywhere to collect protection fees. What else can you do besides bullying new classmates? That’s what you can do.”

Hao Wei’s chin is lifted higher and his tone expression is even more disdainful. “To collect protection fees, those who have the ability can collect them. Even if you want to collect protection fees for garbage, you don’t have the qualifications.”

When he said this, his eyes were fixed on Ding. Meng’s, but the meaning is self-evident: we are the students of Teacher Hu anyway, and the students taught by Teacher Hu have such unreasonable strength, and you? You old fogey don’t even have a student, don’t you feel shabby? What qualifications do you have to judge other students?

Old Zhao is a little anxious now, his face can’t be wiped off by a student under Hu Tianyu: “Hehe, my Zhao Yue student will not do those nasty things and disdain it. Dare.”

Hao Wei couldn’t help but smile: “Master Old Zhao, do you really think you have students? Why don’t you pee and look in the mirror?”

It is said that the students of Listine Academy must not talk to Teacher in this way, otherwise they will be severely punished by the school, but the rules are one thing, and the reality is another. Old Zhao can’t run source energy at all now, to put it bluntly It’s similar to the ordinary person category, and it’s empty talk without the strength.

“Ding Meng is my student.” Old Zhao’s face flushed.

“hahahahaha.” A group of students on the opposite side burst into laughter. Hao Wei also smiled and looked at Ding Meng, with a sympathetic expression in his eyes: “We have checked. This hillbilly is from Qingze From the country side, you see his dull look, hehe, returning to a student? Why can interstellar refugees become a student of our Listine Academy?”

“Shut up.” Old Zhao was furious. , This is his most taboo topic, “Well, well, you guys came prepared, do you want to chase me away? My class hasn’t finished yet. No one wants to chase me away until I finish. Principal won’t work here. You guys will all go out. I’ll talk about anything after I finish the class…”

It’s a pity that a large group of people on the other side did not move, let alone go out, and the wilderness came up again. Sing a red face: “Old Zhao teacher, Old Zhao teacher, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, we are also thinking about the Academy students, and we hope to build the venue early, so that it will be good for the whole school…”

Old Zhao hasn’t answered yet, Hao Wei couldn’t help but frigid irony and scorching satire: “Look at the dullness of that hillbilly. Don’t say that he is not a student at school. If he is really a dementia, he What can you learn? What do you know? Like a fool…”

It’s no wonder he was so mocking, because Ding Meng has never spoken or participated in their quarrel. Ding Meng has always Looking at the floor in contemplation, but more like in a daze, a silly look.

Actually, Ding Meng and Little Huai are consciously communicating at the moment. Ding Meng has never been nosy. As long as he doesn’t harm his interests, he doesn’t care even if you insult him in every possible way. It has nothing to do with him.

But Little Huai is quite unhappy: “Ding Meng, look, it was Hu Qi who fired you from dojo last time, and now he came to school to make trouble again.”

Ding Meng said: “So what?”

Little Huai said: “Aren’t you angry?”

Ding Meng was even more puzzled: “I’m angry? Why am I Want to get angry? He doesn’t threaten me at all.”

Little Huai is still well versed in Ding Meng’s temper: “Why is there no threat? There is a big one.”

“oh?” Ding Meng was curious.

Little Huai argue with the courage of one’s convictions: “Listen to them, it seems that they are preparing to transform this piece. This classroom is estimated to be flattened. Without Old Zhao, there will be no place for class. Yes, then you still learn a fart sword? If you can’t learn the sword, the combat index can’t be improved. If you can’t improve, what if you run into a powerful one…”

Huh? That’s the truth, Ding Meng looked up decisively.

At this time, Old Zhao was really shaking all over by this group of people. He turned his head and said, “Ding Meng, our class hasn’t finished yet, so I will teach them the last lesson. What is meant by getting out?”

He hinted that Ding Meng came out based on his knowledge of Ding Meng these two times. Based on Ding Meng’s foundation, it should not be a problem to teach these bastards.

“Okay.” Ding Meng stepped forward and looked at Hao Wei calmly, “Did you hear what Old Zhao said?”

“Ha.” Hao Wei Rao Looking at him with interest, “What if I hear that? Hillbilly, don’t you really think you can let us get out?”

Ding Meng’s eyes flashed a cold light, he doesn’t like nonsense. Yes, since you are deaf, don’t blame me for being rude.

Looking at Ding Meng’s cold expression, Hao Wei immediately waved to the side: “You don’t need me to deal with this kind of rubbish, Xiaoan, come here, haven’t you just become a source energizer? You don’t need to use source energy, you come to make Ding sober.”

A youngster came out from the crowd. The outfit is exactly the same as Hao Wei, but the body and muscles are obviously worse than Hao Wei. Xiao An also squeezed his fist joints creaking, with an expression of harboring malicious intentions on his face: “hehe, no wonder it is called Classical Sword Art. It turns out that using a wooden sword is a classical Sword Art. It’s a good martial skill.”

A burst of laughter rang out again. This time even Hu Tianyu and Yuanye had a smile on their faces. Indeed, the teaching equipment is used Instead of using wooden swords, this classical Sword Art class is really shabby to a certain realm.

Ding Meng was very calm. He didn’t even look at Xiao An: “A pile of junk like you is not as good as an ordinary worker. It is not worth my shot. Change to a decent one.”

“You!” Xiao An was furious, and if he rushed up, he punched him.

It is said to be a punch, but in reality it is three punches. Because the martial skill is used secretly, the three straight punches are initiated almost at the same time. It looks like three phantoms. .

The wilderness on the side can’t help but slightly nodded praise: “Teacher Hu is really a strong general without weak soldiers.”

It is indeed not bad for ordinary students to have such martial skills. The problem is that Xiao An’s fist looks like a slow motion movie in the eyes of Ding Meng. He is really puzzled: You are such a skill that calls you a pile of junk, that is all overestimating you, I don’t know where you are. Clamor for courage?

Ding Meng was even too lazy to handle it. Just slightly to one side of his body, Xiao An’s fists were all in the air.

If this blow is not hit, follow up immediately, straight punch, uppercut, punch, horizontal punch, elbow punch, smash punch… punch after punch, punches are connected and interlocked. This “Lightbreaker Fist” is the school’s most basic Fist Martial Skill. Xiao An is obviously very proficient. The changes between moves are not only played out, but the martial skill itself has the characteristics of direct attack.

But it’s still an old saying, you, Ding Meng, a slow-motion man, don’t like to watch it. You can play it any way you want. Ding Meng just turns sideways, or slightly tucked his abdomen, lowered his head, raised his feet… even twisted his body. There was no wrong step, so I casually avoided it.

Xiao An’s “Lightbreaker Fist” set was finished, and even Ding Meng’s clothes weren’t next to him. He couldn’t help but angered Ding Meng’s nose: “Why don’t you fight back? You know hiding, are you a coward? You?”

Ding Meng glared at him: “Do you want me to hit you?”

Little Anton felt a chill, and couldn’t help but hit a shivered. He also watched After he came out, this hillbilly should be a bit strong, definitely not a rubbish, but the hard words have been uttered, regretting is useless, he can only brace oneself and continue:

“Come on, come and hit me. .”