Chapter 28

I tried my best not to fight with Qian Wanjun, which consumed his physical strength and patience.

My idea is that as long as Qian Wanjun, who took the lead in making trouble, is delayed, everything will be solved when Gong Mingyuan returns here.

But I'm too young. I think a lot of things are too simple.

While I was fighting with Qian Wanjun, another classmate quietly approached the box containing the lightsaber and seemed to want to take the lightsaber as his own.

I was so worried that I couldn't help scolding: "what are you doing? If you don't go away, I'll beat you. "

With a smile, the classmate scolded like Qian Wanjun: "just because you, Dongfang Hongfeng, also want to beat me? Dream, you! "

When he spoke, he just stretched out his hand to open the box. In that way, he didn't pay attention to me at all.

I was very anxious, but I was entangled by Qian Wanjun. There was no way to free up my hand to stop the classmate.

I was anxious and angry. I couldn't help forgetting the fact that I was not Qian Wanjun's opponent at present. I suddenly turned back, put my hands together and firmly grasped Qian Wanjun's shoulders.

I used all my strength. I wanted to throw Qian Wanjun down in one fell swoop and stop the classmate who was going to open the box.

Qian Wanjun didn't expect that I would suddenly change my tactics. I caught him carelessly.

He struggled hard for several times, but he couldn't break away, and there was a look of pain on his face.

I have great strength. After grasping his shoulder, I deliberately exert myself, for fear that he will break free at once, so I will inevitably hurt him.

At this time, Qian Wanjun said loudly, "Zheng Ming, you hurry to take out the lightsaber. I can't hold it."

The classmate who tried to take the lightsaber when Qian Wanjun and I were fighting was Zheng Ming. It seems that he and Qian Wanjun had agreed to hold me down and take the lightsaber.

I secretly remember the name of this classmate. While continuing to control Qian Wanjun, I secretly thought: when I finish cleaning up Qian Wanjun, you will look good to Zheng Ming.

I don't know when I became so hateful, or when I became a little fierce.

I used to be in Binhu village. Even if I was bullied by others, I would choose to bear it silently or deliberately avoid it. I never thought of retaliating others.

My changes seem to be beyond my expectation, and some of them begin to worry in my little heart.

My distraction was keenly perceived by Qian Wanjun. He made a sudden effort. Before I could react, he had broken my hands.

I was surprised. I didn't even think about it. I just kicked it out.

My foot was also beyond Qian Wanjun's expectation. There was no time to dodge. It kicked him in the chest.

Hearing Qian Wanjun's exclamation, the whole man flew out upside down. Before he landed, his voice had become a scream.

My strength was really strong enough to kick Qian Wanjun into the air with one kick.

Qian Wanjun screamed and fell to the ground. At a glance, I saw a trace of fresh blood coming out of the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he was injured.

I was startled, hurriedly stopped and rushed up again, looking at Qian Wanjun with a frightened face.

I was stunned. I didn't know if I kicked Qian Wanjun to death.

Not only I was stunned, but even Zheng Ming, who had opened the box, was stunned at this moment and forgot to pick up the lightsaber he had held in his hand.

I stayed for a while and suddenly remembered something. When I quickly turned to see Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming also recovered.

When Zheng Ming saw me looking at him, he turned and ran like a frightened rabbit, screaming "kill".

He looked very embarrassed and funny, which made everyone panic and uneasy. He felt funny. One by one, he couldn't cry or laugh, and his face turned red.

I was going to chase Zheng Ming. After seeing this scene, I unconsciously stopped and stared at Zheng Ming who ran away at a loss.

Zheng Ming ran away. The students went to see Qian Wanjun, who didn't move. Everyone was frightened.

Some people looked at me quietly, as if they were looking at a murderer.

I stayed for a while and suddenly remembered that Zheng Ming was still holding a lightsaber in his hand when he ran away. After a fierce beating, he shouted, "stop him, he took the lightsaber!"

When I speak, the whole person is like a completely changed person, with a murderous spirit, just like a little god of death.

I don't know if my eyes are red, but I can feel my killing intention.

This killing intention comes from the depths of my soul, as if it was born, but it was inspired at this moment.

I rushed out and chased Zheng Ming like death.

My speed has been improved again, and I have reached a full 15 meters per step in just one minute.

Such a pace is enough to compare with some super experts at the level of generals, but my speed seems to be endless and is still improving to.

This is terrible. You know, even level 8 generals like Zhou Shuangyin can't surpass me without those legendary super body methods.

There must be something wrong with my body, and it's still a big problem. Up to now, I'm a little uneasy.

I couldn't think about it at this time. The whole person caught up with Zheng Ming in a hurry like an arrow leaving the string and lightning.

Zheng Ming didn't run far. He wasn't fast. He was still in the arena at this time.

I strode to catch up with Zheng Ming and struck him mercilessly in the back of his heart.

I did my best in this palm, so when I hit Zheng Ming, he gave a loud scream and then flew up.

My palm strength, under the bonus of my speed, almost reached the amazing strength of one palm and a thousand catties. It's not surprising that Zheng Ming was hit by me.

By this time, I was still angry. Zheng Ming's body had not completely landed, and my people had caught up with him.

I suddenly stretched out my hand, grabbed Zheng Ming's hands, and then fell over his shoulder decisively, making Zheng Ming who was about to land fly again.

Zheng Ming, who flew out from my shoulder, already screamed like a pig in mid air. It seemed that he was frightened.

This time Zheng Ming flew farther, and the hard metal wall of the arena was right in front of the direction he flew out.

If his body bumps into it, he is afraid of dying and his chance of survival will be very slim.

I'm not going to let him go, but I can't kill him.