Six hundred and ninetieth chapters count as an egg
The voice was harsh, but not frivolous.
The mature voice has a touch of sarcasm, and you can directly tell that the person speaking is definitely not in the age group of twenty.
The crowd looked back following the sound.
A set of red high-collar windbreaker that hangs directly to the knees, with double rows of shiny bronze metal buckles.
Both arms hang down by his sides, and his palms are covered by black leather gloves.
Underneath the gray-white cropped hair is a tough face, but the eyes that best reflect his vitality are blocked by a pair of dark sunglasses.
As a dragon moves like a tiger, Boat is half a head shorter, and his figure is also a bit thinner.
But to ordinary people, he is a strong man with a height of 190 centimeters, and every move he makes is full of strength!
When he appeared, the powerful aura that naturally came from his body made people retreat involuntarily.
However, there is one exception, and that is Scott, the team leader from Shuguang Academy!
His eyeballs suddenly became bloodshot. It was not fear or anger, but excitement!
That is the expression of a drowning person when he sees hope of saving his life.
Mu Fan naturally looked back lightly.
When he saw Mu Fan's gaze, the strange man who suddenly appeared let out a soft snort.
"When you meet students like this who can't even get into the second tier of Dawning, what can you be proud of?"
"What kind of identity, what kind of words, so... you'd better take it back."
That kind of sarcasm made all the Dawn members' faces change color, but they didn't dare to say a word.
Because their pupils showed deep fear.
Mu Fan's eyes instantly turned into needlepoints.
Every time this man took a step, there would be a footprint about one centimeter deep on the stone slab under his feet.
There was no earth-shattering movement and destructive effect like during Mu Fan's previous battle. There were no stone chips falling out. There were just these clear... footprints.
It is these silent footprints that further demonstrate the strength of this gray-haired man!
The excited Scott's face was as rosy as a drunk person's. He wanted to come forward to speak, but he didn't dare to take a step.
The secret line of the communication group, the real strongest talker in the team... Kama.
There is only one word.
A word filled with blood.
But he is the real powerhouse of the Night Teaching Group!
In the night under the light of Dawn Academy, there is a legendary and rarely known strong teaching group!
At this moment, it suddenly appeared.
The red trench coat collar and the sickle embroidered with gold thread!
Clenching his fists tightly, Scott felt that his heart was uncontrollably excited.
Now that Lord Kama appears, all the remaining ends will be...harvested.
With gloating eyes, Scott looked at Mu Fan, and a cold smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
And the latter, after hearing what Siam said, just...
He raised his eyebrows.
Mu Fan raised his chin slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at him with his usual indifferent eyes, with an equally cold irony on his lips.
"What I said has several characteristics."
His bright black eyes were filled with indifference and a faintly powerful fighting spirit!
"Not taking it back."
Three words came out from the thin lips.
"No regrets."
Three simple words again.
"Not in vain."
Three sentences, nine words, with an extremely powerful self-confidence, instantly swept back the momentum that had just been suppressed.
And once again, it shows its sharpness!
"oh?"
Kaname slowly raised his right hand and gently took off his sunglasses from the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of green pupils like a wolf.
Just looking at the past with those eyes has a breathtaking feeling.
"Then I'll let you take it back."
With a slightly hoarse but magnetic voice, he announced his door.
But those eyes, which were glowing with green light, began to emit an icy aura.
"If you say no... then in five seconds, I will hang you on that tree, and then I will make Dingchuan Academy famous for you."
He raised his right hand, stretched out an index finger from the black leather glove, and pointed at the giant laurel tree that had just been knocked out of shape by Boat and Mu Fan punched it through.
Behind that indifferent tone was extremely strong self-confidence, as if he was speaking to an ant.
"Mu Fan! Do you know how far your selfish behavior has put the academy?"
At this time, Zhang Shaotang, who had been suppressing his anger, stood up.
"The beating should be beaten, aren't you done yet!? Today the college is hosting an event for exchange students. Your troubles should come to an end." With those gloomy words, Zhang Shaotang spoke word by word: "
Take back what you just said and apologize to the person who was injured. I can pretend that this didn't happen."
A gentle breeze blew by, and everything in the ninth corridor was quiet.
Everyone who saw this scene was also thinking deeply.
Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Fan at this moment.
…
"I did this, so what?"
…
A calm rebuttal was like a spark of fire that instantly ignited across the grassland.
Mu Fan spoke softly, tilted his chin slightly, and moved his eyeballs.
"Zhang Shaotang, Dingchuan's glory was not obtained through begging, but achieved with fists..."
The last four words, spoken plainly, seemed to hit everyone's heart like a cannonball.
A new student had such a deafening voice, like thunder that shocked the world, waking up many people.
After finishing speaking, Mu Fan turned his attention to the resting body again.
No longer pay attention to Zhang Shaotang for half an eye.
Although the sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger from the other side, he will never take a step back at this moment.
Some words are said and can never be taken back!
If he takes this step back today, his spine will be bent.
He is Mu Fan. From birth to now, he has not asked for heaven or earth, and he has survived from death to now.
"The glory of our family can only be determined by moving forward."
He silently repeated this sentence in his heart, and the blood in Mu Fan's eyes began to become more and more intense.
The Shura clan will not retreat even half a step in the face of battle.
Cross your arms in front of your body, spread your strength from your bones to your muscles, and shake.
The sweat that emerged instantly dispersed into mist.
Mu Fan's eyes were neither sad nor happy, only the fighting spirit that was as cold as a knife's edge arose.
Pull your arms back suddenly and twist your fingers.
Veins appeared on the arms and snaked to the back of the hands.
Fist, face forward!
"very good."
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Sickle. I am neither an ordinary student nor a mentor... I am from Shuguang."
After the words fell, the palm holding the black leather glove flicked gently.
The sunglasses drew a parabola in the air and fell towards Mu Fan.
This movement is not very fast, and the speed at which the sunglasses fly is not very fast either.
So people have enough time to see this scene clearly, and enough time to think...
Why were these sunglasses thrown? What attack did this gray-haired man do?
But when the sunglasses flew halfway, all the guesses were answered.
And it’s an answer that goes far beyond the limits of their vision!
One foot on the ground.
The red trench coat is raised high.
A series of more than twelve afterimages instantly spread out in the air!
Arriving last, the sunglasses passed by at top speed.
A giant red sickle blade light track appeared in the air instantly!
That was the arm struck by the sickle under the red windbreaker!
In front of the fist and sword, Mu Fan's eyes began to turn blood red.
Boom.
A loud sound penetrated the air, spread into the earth, and spread along the surface of the trees into the distance.
The fallen leaves were falling, and it seemed like it was raining in this corridor.
In this leaf rain...
A huge black shadow with extremely strong physique appeared in front of Mu Fan without any warning!