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Chapter 411 I'm Not Rare

Originally, Lu Fan didn't want any broken sword. It was useless and took up space wherever he put it, so he stayed where he was and watched the excitement.

I saw Dong Zhichao boasting to the sky, saying how good his Hanwang sword was, how awesome it was, etc., like a charlatan selling powerful pills.

However, a group of men and women were deceived, as if they had obtained a treasure and couldn't put it down, which made him feel ridiculous and so ignorant.

Based on the principle of seeing through but not telling off, Lu Fan didn't say a word. The matter had nothing to do with him, so why bother annoying others!

However, the new guy was very careless and even slandered him, which was really intolerable.

Lu Fan responded immediately, "I don't care about this crappy thing that looks like it will break as soon as you touch it."

This kid actually dared to contradict, which made Dong Zhichao furious, his face turned livid, he suddenly pulled out a long sword, and came forward angrily like a general.

Zhang Weina and others looked at each other and thought they were in for a good show. Especially those who were dissatisfied with Lu Fan were gloating about his misfortune and quickly followed him.

A group of people felt that Lu Fan was going to be in trouble, so they couldn't help but get excited. They wished that two people would fight and beat the dog's head off.

Dong Zhichao stopped, glared at Lu Fan, and said fiercely: "You dare to say that my sword is not good. How unreasonable. Apologize to me quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless, making you look for teeth everywhere."

Regarding his threat, Lu Fan didn't take it at all and said calmly: "What I said is the truth. What's the matter? Your sword is not good and easy to break. Why don't you let others tell you?"

"Fart!" Dong Zhichao was furious, raised his sword, and shouted hysterically:

"The swords made by our family are complex in craftsmanship and are almost indestructible. They are strong. You can try to break them for me, otherwise you will have to kneel on the ground and admit that you were wrong."

"Okay, but if I break the sword, you have to kneel down and apologize. That's only fair." Lu Fan said coldly.

"Okay, let's make an agreement. Everyone is a witness. Anyone who cheats is a son of a bitch and is worse than a beast."

"No problem, everyone is a witness."

After Lu Fan agreed to the bet as if nothing had happened, he took the Hanwang Sword, and under the concerned eyes of a group of men and women, he swung it with all his strength, and the extremely violent force suddenly emerged, forming a powerful explosive force.

An extremely shocking scene appeared, which was jaw-dropping!

The King of Han Sword unexpectedly broke, and the blade fell to the ground. Lu Fan was left with the sword hilt in his hand, holding it with two fingers and shaking it back and forth, with an exaggerated expression on his face.

The men and women watching couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah... it's really broken!"

"Oh my God, it looks like a pretty good sword. How can it be so bad?"

"What the hell? It broke as soon as I flicked it. It's really useless..."

Lu Fan threw the sword hilt on the ground and said coldly: "Let me just say, it's not strong at all. You see, it's broken and it's useless."

The faces of those students became very ugly. After all, they seemed to have found a treasure just now, but now they felt it was particularly ironic. The Hanwang Sword in their hands had suddenly deteriorated and was completely useless.

Zhang Weina frowned, casually throwing the gift box in front of Dong Zhichao, and said dissatisfied: "I don't care about worthless things, so I won't take them out to be embarrassed, so I'll give them back to you."

Seeing her like this, Zheng Hongyan did the same thing, threw away the gift box, curled her lips and said: "I was so happy just now, it was all in vain, alas!"

Under their leadership, other men and women rushed to throw the Hanwang Sword over, and they all piled up in front of Dong Zhichao, like a lot of rubbish.

Dong Zhichao's nose was almost crooked with anger, his face was as gloomy as water, and he yelled furiously: "You bastard, you dare to break my sword, see how I deal with you."

Lu Fanhan said in a cold voice: "If you dare to bark again, I will slap your mouth. Stop talking nonsense, fulfill your promise quickly, and kneel down for me..."

"I will kneel down to your mother!" With an angry curse, Dong Zhichao suddenly rushed over, punched him, and walked straight to the other party's door.

"Damn it, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Lu Fan was very annoyed and at the same time, he moved suddenly. After waving his arms to block, he grabbed Dong Zhichao's wrist, passed by the side quickly, and violently pulled him back.

"oops……"

Dong Zhichao couldn't help but cry out in pain. It was really unimaginable that he was practicing martial arts to celebrate the New Year, but his reaction was not as good as that of a country bumpkin. That kid was so evil.

Just as he was struggling desperately, bad luck struck him one after another. He was kicked hard twice on the crook of his leg. He grinned in pain and knelt on the ground involuntarily, looking miserable.

"ah……"

Women's screams could be heard from all around. It was really hard to believe that Dong Zhichao, who claimed to be highly skilled in martial arts, actually lost so miserably in a duel, which was horrifying.

Lu Fan was not a fool, so how could he not be angry? He scolded with a dark face, "Hurry up and admit your mistake to me, do you hear me?"

In public, especially with many female students, how could Dong Zhichao make a fool of himself in public, otherwise he would not have to be a human being.

This guy had no choice but to bite the bullet, endured the severe pain and grinned: "If you want me to surrender, just go ahead and dream..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Fan kicked him to the ground and cursed angrily: "You bitch, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right? Then I will beat you until you are convinced. See if you still can."

Do you dare to be so arrogant?"

In fact, in terms of arrogance and arrogance, who can compare with Lu Fan who is now completely furious? They are indeed a deterrent.

Just when Lu Fan was about to continue the beating, another Dongfeng Warrior off-road vehicle drove into the courtyard with a military license plate. It stopped in front of it, and he couldn't help but take a look.

A young woman in camouflage uniform got out of the car quickly, her pretty face was covered with frost, and she shouted sternly, "No fighting, stop it."

When everyone gathered their eyes, they saw that the woman was not only outstanding in appearance, but also had an amazing figure. She was obviously very talented and had the look of a royal sister.

Lu Fan just stopped attacking, glanced over with doubt, and subconsciously asked, "Who are you, do you have the right to control it?"

The woman straightened her back, strode over, and snorted: "I am your instructor, my name is Feng Xinyue. For the next month, everyone here will be under my control. Do you understand?"

I really didn't expect that the instructor was a beautiful woman with outstanding beauty, which made the male students so excited that they almost danced with joy.

As Lu Fan stopped attacking, Dong Zhichao, who had a bruised nose and face, hurriedly complained in a trembling voice, "Instructor... I was bullied. Please make the decision for me and punish this guy severely."

Feng Xinyue looked at Lu Fan sharply and said with a straight face: "What's wrong with you? How dare you beat a student? Come to the office with me and honestly explain the mistakes you made."


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