"Well? It's President Han, President Han!"

"Wow, President Han of the Wudao Club is so tall and has a perfect figure."

The sound in front of the door attracted everyone's attention.

He is over 1.8 meters tall and has a perfect figure.

Her eyes are pretty, but also very cold.

President Han is not guilty of any boy. Some people even say that President Han doesn’t like boys.

Ying Shaolong looked at the president of the Martial Arts Society and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What? Can't you leave?"

Looking at President Han, he asked faintly.

"If you apologize, you can leave." President Han looked at him expressionlessly.

"Hey, President Han, you have to figure out that it is the people from your club who are asking for trouble, and let us apologize?"

Su Liangren looked at her and said directly.

"This is not your reason for insulting the martial arts club." President Han stared at Ying Shaolong: "It's okay if you don't apologize. You and I are all the same kind of people. Let's talk, and you can leave if you win."

Ying Shaolong shook his head, walked straight ahead, and came to her: "Go aside, it's not good to play with girls."

"snort!"

President Han's eyes turned cold, and his slender palm attacked directly at his chest.

"Why!"

Ying Shaolong sighed and shook his head.

"bump!"

He later took action and punched directly on President Han's stomach. He still had the same move and the same instant kill.

"Let's go!" He said to Su Liangren and the others without looking back, and continued walking outside.

"hiss!"

The next moment, President Han's body trembled violently. Like the senior in black and President Du, he couldn't help but curl up like a lobster.

She covered her stomach with her palms, squatted on the ground, and almost fell down.

On the side, Su Liangren and Song Chen were a little confused and stared blankly at President Han who almost fell to the ground.

Walking past her, they even wanted to reach out to help her.

After all, President Han is a school beauty at Jianghai University.

So beautiful, but he was knocked to the ground by Brother Long?

What the hell?

"Hiss??This???"

"I'll go!"

At the surrounding area, a group of new and old students were shocked when they saw President Han squatting on the ground and holding his stomach.

The entire martial arts club was silent.

"President Han seems to be beaten and cried."

I don’t know which boy it was, but suddenly said something.

At this moment, Han Qianshuang's tears were circling in her eyes. Although the opponent's attack did not hurt him, the pain in her stomach made her unbearable.

When she heard the voices of the students in front of her, her face changed violently.

Gritting his teeth and forcibly stand up.

Seeing that the classmates around her were looking at her, her expression changed again and she turned around and left immediately.

"I'll go, Brother Long, you're so arrogant. Such a big beauty, I just beat her to cry."

"My belly is so big that Brother Long has hit me. Brother Long, you are too fierce, right? President Han is the school beauty of our school. You really can bear it. I feel sorry for you when I see it!"

Han Qianshuang speeded up and just heard the words ahead. She breathed rapidly and couldn't help but cover her stomach again.

She looked at the figure with flames in her eyes.

However, while she was angry, her heart was filled with shock.

She didn't react to the other party's punch just now. This means that the other party's strength is much stronger than her.

"Refining tendons? How is it possible? He has reached the refining tendons at such a young age?"

Han Qianshuang gritted her teeth.

"I don't want to take action either. This martial arts club is so good at pretending." Ying Shaolong looked at Song Chen and others beside him, and said with a smile: "So what about the school beauty."

"Brother Long is so high, so what about the school beauty? She is just a pink skeleton, so she can beat her up." Su Liangren said with admiration.

"Haha, Brother Long, you have to be careful. If you beat our President Han Han School Beauty, the school beauty will probably be popular. At that time, you will inevitably be criticized by fans of Han School Beauty."

Song Chen and the others also said with a smile.

Ying Shaolong shook his head and didn't care.

"The freshman Ying Shaolong swept across the entire martial arts club, and President Han was beaten to tears by him!"

"It's the freshman Ying Shaolong again. The school beauty Han was knocked down by her punch and cried. She made me feel so distressed that she had pictures as evidence."

"I don't know if you are merciful and polite, you dare to beat Han School Beauty. You should be careful when you walk at night. "

"This freshman is too cruel, right? How can he do something like the great beauty like Han School Beauty? Could it be a fencing man, right?"

Just as Song Chen and the others guessed, the name Ying Shaolong became popular again.

When he returned to the dormitory after the military training in the evening, Song Chen, Su Liangren and the others looked at the posts, smiling and lyrics.

Ying Shaolong washed up and shook his head speechlessly.

"Brother Long, you are a warrior, which family belongs to?"

While Song Chen and Zhang Mingying and others were washing up, Su Liangren came over and asked in a low voice.

“No family.”

Ying Shaolong shook his head and patted his shoulder: "You are too naughty, work harder."

As he said that, he also pinched his shoulder.

"Ah!" Su Liangren felt pain and cried: "I think so, but my bones are too bad."

"You are too fat, please lose weight." Ying Shaolong said.

The two did not talk much about martial arts, and Ying Shaolong did not ask about Su Liangren's family.

Ying Shaolong now knows a little about cultivation.

In the early stages of refining skin and bones, it is a test of root and bone. Those with stronger root and bones are easier to practice, and of course, it is also related to the exercises.

Ying Shaolong and the martial artist have slightly the same practice, but they are completely different.

Moreover, the power of the divine dragon he cultivated can strengthen a person's muscles, bones and skin.

Of course, this requires the consumption of the power of the dragon and the same principle as treating the injury.

"Boss, did you really beat President Han today?" At this time, Sun Menghan sent a message.

Ying Shaolong saw it and started chatting with him with a smile. In recent days, the two have also chatted frequently.

Not long after, some students in the class also received this news and sent messages to inquire.

There is no way, President Han of Wudao Society is too popular in the school and is too popular.

Ying Shaolong also simply responded that he did not fight, but just had a fight.

He didn't care about the incident of beating the school belle, and he had no choice at that time when the other party forced him to take action.

What's more, his move was not serious and he did not hurt her.

“Buzz!”

The night passed quickly, and the next morning, when Ying Shaolong just got up, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, brother." Ying Shaolong answered and shouted immediately when he saw that it was his brother's phone call.

"Shaolong, is it... in class? Is there... time to go home? Something happened to your brother." Grandpa's voice suddenly came from the phone, and it exploded in his mind like thunder.

.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?" Ying Shaolong's eyes narrowed and he asked anxiously.

"Your brother's leg was broken, his eyes... eyes... hey..." A trembling voice continued, making Ying Shaolong's eyes turn red!

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll go home immediately, go home immediately!"

His face changed drastically, his voice trembled, and a hot golden light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately ran outside.

"Hey, Brother Long, what happened?"

"Brother Long, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!