The young man wearing linen fighting uniform walked down from the second floor step by step.
"Mu Fan, no sign of the sixth person was found in the previous surveillance." Hei Zai reminded in his ear.
Mu Fan clicked his teeth lightly to indicate that he knew.
"Third year student of Dingchuan Fighting Department, Atwood." The man moved his neck as he walked over, and the sound of moving bones came from within his body.
Over there, Fengxin, who had been frightened by Mu Fan, shouted miserably: "Boss, help me, this is a lunatic."
Think of the name Feng Xin just called out.
Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, "Thunderstorm, one of the five fighting kings?"
"That's what they like to call."
Atwood had reached halfway up the stairs, pointed to the trembling woman in the corner over there, and continued: "She is my woman, and your friend touched her."
"Then you injured my man again."
"So, I will make you more miserable than Fengxin..."
At the last word, Atwood turned into a violent whirlwind and rushed towards him, his arms swinging out with whips. This speed was completely different from Fengxin before!
Such violence and ferocity made the hairs on Mu Fan's back explode.
This man has seen blood on his hands!
The smell of blood rushed into his nose almost instantly.
Mu Fan disappeared in one step, attacking with attack!
Positive ions hit directly!
The strong impact like a cannonball tore through the air.
Boom!
The two figures separated as soon as they touched.
Atwood's narrow eyes revealed a sense of bloodthirst, and he waved his right hand inadvertently.
Mu Fan also retreated and waved his arms.
The other side... what a powerful force!
This was the first time that Mu Fan met someone of a similar age who could match his own strength!
Moreover, the violent speed and precise angle made the punch he just attacked not giving him any advantage at all.
The opponent neutralized Mu Fan's follow-up direct attack of positive ions.
Moreover, Mu Fan felt a dull pain in his finger bones.
Evenly matched opponents!
Is this the essence of being a top college in the Federation?
The two major departments of Dingchuan Academy are Mecha and Fighting!
The kendo club, which is dominated by women, is definitely just a small organization compared to the fighting club that started out as mixed martial arts.
The strength of both sides is calculated ten times!
Behind him is the fat man who can't get up yet.
Therefore, no matter what, Mu Fan must stand in front of Fatty.
Fengxin, who was embedded in the wooden frame, looked at Mu Fan's cautious figure with a sense of revenge on his face.
This is his boss, Atwood!
Atwood is known as the Thunderstorm King of Dingchuan!
The fat man over there who couldn't move looked at Feng Xin who was holding his wrist with a sinister smile on his face. He spat out blood foam and left a mark directly on Feng Xin's white shirt.
Fengxin had no way to avoid it and looked at the fat man with red eyes:
"Silly fat man, I'll trample you to death in a moment."
The fat man's swollen eyes stared at Feng Xin, and he still let out an abnormal laugh: "Your mother exploded, bah."
Another mouthful of bloody spit.
Feng Xin's head was embedded in the wooden frame, and he couldn't fight back. The wooden frames covering both sides blocked his attack, and the bloody foam he spat out was stopped halfway.
He could only watch angrily as the fat man with a bruised nose and swollen face insulted him.
The girl who was squatting over there finally stood up, looked at the awe-inspiring Atwood, and said tremblingly: "I, I haven't done anything sorry to you, please let me go."
Atwood's eyes never left Mu Fan from beginning to end, and he just said lightly: "Stand there, don't move."
Then out of the corner of his eye, the fat man really caught sight of Jin Ling standing there straight without moving even an inch.
Haha, Mu Fan was right, this bitch.
I thought sadly that I had been deceived by such a clumsy trick.
It's really blinded by pig blood, that woman is still acting now.
Jin Ling had no idea that the seemingly innocent little fat man had already scolded her more than ten times in her heart.
Atwood, who is more than ten centimeters taller than Mu Fan, clenched his fists and said in a tone announcing the truth: "No wonder you dare to come forward, but you will be even worse than him next."
After finishing speaking, Mu Fan saw the other party put two pieces of finger tiger on his left and right hands respectively, and then gave himself a sinister smile.
The figure instantly turned into an afterimage——
Violent killing - tiger's claws!
Unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder!
When this astonishing move appeared, Mu Fan finally understood why it was called the Thunderstorm King.
Mu Fan locked his eyes on the opponent's route and his figure swayed.
Tongshiquan!
He didn't see the faint smile on Atwood's lips as he lowered his head.
The moment when the two figures are about to confront each other.
Atwood's speed suddenly doubled, and his half-stretched fist was pressed down and then raised!
This is the tiger's claws that move like thunder!
When Mu Fan's rotating arm was still a punch away from the opponent's shoulder, the sudden wind of the punch hit his shoulder hard.
Four bloody holes appeared in an instant, and Mu Fan dodged suddenly.
But Atwood, whose speed suddenly increased, followed him like a shadow. His left palm traced an incredible trajectory like an antelope hanging its horns, and suddenly swept towards Mu Fan's neck.
Violent killing—hit the tiger’s beard!
If the sweep is successful, I am afraid that I will be disabled even if I am not dead.
This is a serial killing move!
Mu Fan tightened his muscles and made his body retreat exaggeratedly again.
The training uniform on the chest instantly tore out four claw marks!
Now Mu Fan's middle door was wide open, and with a bloodthirsty coldness on his face, he put his fists together, and then struck out staggered up and down, like the bite of a giant beast.
Violent killing - cutting off the tiger's teeth!
Mu Fan's face showed a ferocious look, and at this moment, his body suddenly stopped, and then he slammed down.
boom!
The heavy wooden chair behind him was instantly smashed.
Mu Fan lay on the broken wood and rolled over, finally breaking away from the opponent's pursuit.
Atwood's forehead was steaming, and he was as powerful as a warrior who had just killed a hungry tiger. He licked the corners of his mouth and pursed his lips.
"I will let you understand the difference between you and the old students, eh? My Dingchuan is a freshman!"
Atwood no longer tried to hide it, from his indifference when he saw the training clothes to his natural tone now.
He knew Mu Fan’s identity from beginning to end!!
The best among the third-year students in the Dingchuan Fighting Department. More than two years of training at a top academy will make this kid understand that the gap is even greater than he imagined!
This transaction is so simple.
but……
Even though the eight wounds on the shoulders of the young man opposite were gushing with blood, and even though the four brutal claw marks on his chest had turned his flesh, there was no trace of timidity or fluctuation in Mu Fan's eyes.
Some... just a kind of indifference!
After hearing Atwood's words, Mu Fan expressionlessly looked down at the wound on his chest. It was so deep that it almost reached his ribs. The torn training clothes were soaked with blood in an instant.
Mu Fan lowered his eyes quietly.
Atwood's mouth was filled with sarcasm, and he opened his fists again.
"Let me see what you can do to make up for the huge gap of two years in Dingchuan!!"
At this moment, Mu Fan's lowered head suddenly lifted up, and there was a frightening look in his eyes.
Boom, boom.
The invisible heart suddenly shrank to a quarter of its original size at this moment, and then suddenly expanded, and the beating speed of the heart doubled!
Mu Fan's eyes suddenly turned blood red at this moment!
The familiar scene reappeared in his mind. With his heartbeat approaching 500 times per minute, his blood had almost washed away the last trace of his sanity.
"My people are not afraid of death!"
…
"Everyone is born with dreams!"
…
“There’s plenty to do under the stars!”
…
"The most ferocious beast is me!"
A crazy smile began to appear on Mu Fan's indifferent face, and the sound made everyone's blood boil.
"Then I'll show you!"
boom!
The floor beneath Mu Fan's feet instantly exploded into mist!
PS: (Dangdang didn’t save the manuscript. I finished writing the first two chapters at 4:30 in the morning, and then got up at 8 o’clock to go to work... I really didn’t mean to be stuck on purpose, everyone understands.)
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