Except for Ximen Lang, everyone in the classroom was stunned for a moment when they heard the name of the "Top Ten Young Masters in the South of the Yangtze River", and then became very surprised.
Fatty Han sighed: "It turns out that this boy is one of the top ten young masters in Jiangnan. No wonder he is so arrogant?"
Ximenlang asked in confusion: "Why, is this top ten young master famous?"
Fatty Han smiled and said: "Not only are they very famous, they are simply famous. Legend has it that these ten young masters come from different famous families. The power of their families is amazing, and the outstanding ones among these ten people are not ordinary people. Almost everyone is good at piano and chess."
He has high attainments in the fields of calligraphy, painting, collection and archeology, and is good at martial arts. He is known as the most outstanding young generation in Jiangnan."
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "The reputation is really quite good, but I don't know if the top ten young men in modern times can compare with the four great talents in ancient times." He turned his head and glanced at the girl dressed as a lady, and said teasingly: "
Xia Zhiyuan, since your cousin is so talented, handsome, and has such a famous name, how about you just agree to his pursuit and be his girlfriend?"
Xia Zhiyuan snorted with displeasure and said angrily: "It's up to you to control whether I agree or not. It's my own business. You don't have to worry about it."
"Okay, I won't worry about this anymore. Brothers, Xuanyuan Mo is about to fight this one of the top ten young masters. Let's go to the playground and have a look." Ximen Lang waved his hand and walked out of the classroom first, followed by Fatty Han.
Waiting for twenty or so younger brothers.
Xia Zhiyuan turned her head and looked at the man's back. She felt sad for no reason. Crystal clear tears fell down. She hurriedly wiped them clean with the back of her hands, cursing in her heart, why am I becoming more and more worthless? As for that heartless person,
Guys shed tears?
On the playground, Dongfang Chenxing looked at the heroic-looking boy in front of him, patted it twice with his white-gloved palms, and said: "Not bad, it turns out there are boys in Nanfeng High School who are qualified to fight with me, boy.
, you go ahead and let’s compete.”
Xuanyuan Mo snorted coldly, "Then I won't be polite." After saying this, he stepped forward and kicked the opponent in the chest with a flying kick.
The moment the opponent launched the attack, Dongfang Chenxing's eyes became sharp, as if he had changed into a different person. He avoided the kick like an agile leopard. The white shadow flashed past, and his left hand turned into a snake shape and aimed at the opponent's wrist.
Xuanyuan Mo raised his right arm to block, bent his knees and pushed into the opponent's stomach, fast and hard.
Dongfang Chenxing twisted his body sideways like a poisonous snake and easily avoided it. He moved his hands sharply, and the two white shadows kept shaking, attacking various parts of the opponent's body and joints.
This was the first time that Xuanyuan Mo encountered such a move. He felt that the opponent's two palms were like white snakes, grabbing at his wrists, elbows, and shoulders.
Step back.
After seven or eight moves, Xuanyuan Mo didn't pay attention, and Dongfang Chenxing grabbed his left wrist and carried it into his arms. He immediately felt severe pain and couldn't help but groaned, feeling that he had lost control of his left hand.
Dongfang Chenxing sneered and shouted: "Let you taste the power of this young master's snake-like skills..."
"Get away..." Xuanyuan Mohu roared and struck with his right fist like lightning.
Dongfang Chenxing's head flashed quickly, and the iron fist passed close to his cheek. Before the opponent could retract his fist, he leaned back and struck out with his left hand, hitting Xuanyuan Mo's wrist.
Xuanyuan Mo was horrified and hurriedly moved his arms to try to break free. Unexpectedly, his wrist was locked as if it had been caught in a tiger's mouth, making him unable to break free.
Dongfang Chenxing said coldly: "Stop struggling, just accept your fate..."
Just when he was about to exert force with his left hand, he suddenly heard a loud shout, "Let go..." Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped out from the crowd, appearing next to him like a ghost, and a grappling hand locked onto his wrist.
The speed was extremely fast, and in just a moment, he had already touched his white gloves.
Dongfang Chenxing was shocked, knowing that if he didn't let go, his left wrist would be damaged, so he only let go of Xuanyuan Mo's wrist and floated backwards like catkins.
As soon as the followers saw someone launching a sudden attack, they suddenly rushed over like hunting dogs. The closest man was a man in a Chinese tunic suit who looked like a bamboo pole. He used a move of "hammering the bull," and struck hard with his right fist to initiate the attack.
The man's back.
But that man seemed to have eyes on his back. He didn't even turn around, and kicked his vaginal leg directly, hitting the strategic spot between the man's legs. The pain caused him to scream "Ouch" and tighten his hands.
Covering his lower body, he curled up and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground and screaming miserably.
When Fatty Han saw these followers taking action, he cursed angrily, "Damn it, what's the point of having a group fight? Brothers, do it for me?"
Nearly a hundred members of the Julang Gang shouted and rushed forward, "Come on, protect Brother Lang..." "Destroy these sons of bitches..."
The scene became chaotic, and what was originally a one-on-one fight was about to turn into a group fight. Even though Dongfang Chenxing had always been calm, seeing these aggressive guys coming over like a tide, his face changed color. He hurriedly gave instructions.
: "Shan Ying, please withdraw..."
The seven followers listened to the young master's order and hurriedly retreated without hesitation. However, two guys were kicked several times by Fatty Han, Ronny and others who rushed up first, and clear footprints appeared on their backs.
At this time, the man who launched the attack suddenly raised his hand. In an instant, hundreds of people stopped moving and making noise, and stood quietly, staring at his face, waiting for this man's instructions.
The focus of the scene is only about sixteen or seventeen years old. The handsome woman will make her heart flutter when she sees it. She is on par with Dongfang Chenxing. However, Dongfang Chenxing's temperament is a little more feminine, while this young man's handsome face has a...
A bit of evil.
In Nanfeng High School, this young man covered the sky with one hand. He was none other than Ximen Lang. Seeing Xuanyuan Mo in danger, he suddenly took action and forced Dongfang Chenxing back.
"Brother Lang, give me the order and we will destroy all these bastards." Fatty Han shouted angrily.
Many members of the Julang Gang became passionate again, waving their right arms neatly and shouting angrily: "Destroy them, destroy them..."
This emotion soon led to more and more thousands of dark boys on the playground. They all raised their right arms, and countless fists were beating in the air. "Destroy them, destroy them..." The voice resounded in the air,
Like thunder.
When the eight people including Dongfang Chenxing saw this scene, their expressions became tense. They did not expect that the student union, which was supposed to be a mess, would be so united and erupt with amazing cohesion when a foreign enemy invaded. Their hearts became tense.