The extremely soft sound seemed extremely loud in this deathly silent stadium.
First blood?
Isn’t this the first blood sound effect of League of Legends?
The voice, except that it's a male voice, has almost the same rhythm as in the game.
"Ah, handsome is crying!"
Suddenly, a sharp sound sounded.
"Oh my God, it's so domineering and cool, especially the volley and the 360-degree rotation in the air, it's just explosive!"
A group of girls screamed in surprise, their eyes shining brightly.
However, at this time, the group of instructors surrounding Zhang Fan all looked solemn.
Especially Ren Zuling, who was thrown out, had ten thousand fucks in her heart!
Damn it, let it go, Zhang Fan is actually letting it go.
Otherwise, with Zhang Fan's strength, he would definitely not be able to stop what he just did.
More importantly, he was thrown out directly.
This made Ren Zuling's face feel burning pain!
As a company commander, he was the first to be killed, which was embarrassing.
"Company commander, what should I do?" one person asked Ren Zuling.
Ren Zuling yelled angrily: "Have you never practiced before? I'm dead now, so don't ask me any questions."
With that said, Ren Zuling walked out directly and sat down on the ground, the veins on his forehead bulging.
He was very angry. What was so angry was that he didn't even finish a single round.
However, his eyes also flickered.
Zhang Fan's strength far exceeded his expectations.
Very strong, and ridiculously strong.
With its reaction speed, combat skills, combat experience, and incomparable terrifying power, this is simply a humanoid tyrannosaurus!
With more than a hundred of them, can they really stop Zhang Fan?
At this moment, Ren Zuling gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Fan.
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan also moved.
Dash!
Rushing through the crowd like a ghost.
As a bystander, Ren Zuling's scalp exploded at this moment.
So fast, my God, how did you achieve such speed!
At this moment, Zhang Fan's hand had already cut into someone's neck.
It was very light, but the man whose neck was cut lay down on the ground very cooperatively.
He also knew that if it were a normal fight, this knife would definitely make him unconscious for more than three hours.
"Let's go together. Don't give him a chance. As long as we catch him, he will be dead." One person shouted.
Everyone nodded, and immediately, a group of instructors rushed towards Zhang Fan.
Three hundred and sixty degrees, no blind spots!
Seeing this scene, Zhou Bangquan and a group of people shouted: "Beat him to death, beat him to death!"
"Call you sister!"
The first girl gritted her teeth and glared at Zhou Bangquan angrily. She looked left and right. The next moment, she put her hand under her skirt. The next moment, she had a auntie scarf on her hand.
She raised her hand and threw it directly towards Zhou Bangquan!
"Crack!"
It was impartial and just fell on Zhou Bangquan's face.
Suddenly! Blood splattered everywhere!
"What the hell!"
A group of people around Zhou Bangquan jumped up immediately.
The next moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhou Bangquan's face.
"Damn it, auntie!"
"The auntie's towel is still bloody!"
Shocked, everyone around was shocked.
Immediately, they looked at the girl who was gnashing her teeth, and felt huge waves in their hearts.
This girl is too wild!
Damn it, you just took out the bloody auntie towel and threw it in Zhou Bangquan’s face?
Even Liao Fucheng opened his mouth wide.
"Well done, no matter who you are, you should also taste my aunt's towel!" A girl yelled angrily.
Immediately, everyone turned their heads and looked directly at Zhang Fan in the field.
However, they still glanced at Zhou Bangquan from the corner of their eyes.
Looking at the confused face, which was still red and dripping with aunt's blood, a group of people couldn't help but laugh!
What a miserable thief! He was thrown by a girl with a towel. Will this guy dare to hang out in Tsinghua University again?
But soon, everyone screamed again.
Zhang Fan, who was surrounded by a hundred people, suddenly stretched out his hand. He grabbed one person's shoulder and supported it with his hand. Suddenly, he turned sideways.
The arc was so high that almost instantly, Zhang Fan stood upside down on the man's shoulders.
Seeing this scene, both girls and men screamed in surprise.
Damn, are you making a movie?
Damn, your actions are so exaggerated?
"Thank you!"
Zhang Fan whispered, and immediately he raised his hand and cut the man's neck with his palm.
The next moment, Zhang Fan bent down like a suddenly broken ear of wheat, stepped on someone's head with his foot, tiptoed, and flew violently.
"Nima, that's okay too!"
The screams started again.
This is like running on people's heads. Damn it, if it weren't for being there, they would even think they were watching a movie.
However, a group of girls had ripples in their beautiful eyes!
"So handsome!"
At this time, Ren Zuling's eyes widened.
The next moment, he couldn't hold back anymore and shouted: "You idiots, catch him!"
However, the group of people whose heads were stepped on almost cried.
Catch your sister, when you raise your head, what greets you is a shoe sole. However, it happens to step on your face. So if it hits the bridge of your nose, won't the bridge of your nose collapse?
Soon, Zhang Fan passed through the encirclement. He jumped up high, rolled over, and landed directly on the ground.
At the same time, he grabbed an instructor's shoulder, threw him over his shoulder, and knocked the instructor directly to the ground.
"Crack!"
The dull sound of falling made everyone gasp.
"hiss!"
"It hurts so much!"
"Sorry, Sassy, I couldn't control it for a moment!" Zhang Fan also apologized quickly.
The man who was thrown shed tears in pain.
Are you paralyzed? Is this still fighting training?
Damn it, I will never play again.
However, everyone else also reacted, but Zhang Fan was faster.
Throat pinch, knee strike, back throw, shoulder throw, neck chop with knife, grapple, front kick, side kick, uppercut...
Seeing Zhang Fan's various movements and the instructors who kept falling to the ground, the crowd of people watching almost bit their tongues.
Damn it, one move at a time?
Is this really filming?
Are you numb and colluding?
However, they dispelled this doubt when they saw someone occasionally throwing someone over the shoulder and kicking him away extremely fiercely.
Oh my god, how much does this hurt!
For fifteen minutes, a group of instructors lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
Of course, such people are in the minority, only about twenty people.
The other people got up from the ground with frightened faces and stared at Zhang Fan.
Damn it, did one person really pick out all of them?
The most shocked person was Ren Zuling.
For him, who had been watching, he had an extremely clear view of this battle.
Zhang Fan's speed was so fast that most of the people in the group didn't even react when he made his move.
Moreover, it was Zhang Fan who let the water go.
He was certain that if Zhang Fan was serious, none of them would be able to stand.