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Dong Ping actually wanted to say that Cheng Xiuhua was very willful, but Cheng Xiuhua kicked him away.

"Good dog doesn't block the way, but you've already stopped me for so long, do you think I will still give you face!?" "In your dreams!"

After Cheng Xiuhua finished speaking, she snorted and left Dong Ping's line of sight.

The reason why Dong Ping was able to resist was because he did not receive any damage. The reason was because he felt that Cheng Xiuhua had a personality that he could not understand.

Even though they had seen him in the past, their smiles were like flowers, but they had never been so fierce.

Could it be that he had offended her in some way, offended her in some way?

However, the words that he had said to Cheng Xiuhua were all heard by the thugs who were sitting by the side.

That was why they surrounded Dong Ping, and approached him: "I didn't think that you, brat, would be taken care of by the army camp, to actually have three pieces of such thick and fat meat in your bowl?"

"No …" "No, there are quite a few pieces of it hidden under the rice!"

"Aiyo, my darling, what relationship do you have with this kitchen boy for you to actually treat him so well?"

Seeing that, Dong Ping immediately used his chopsticks to hit them. The few thorny headed heads over and unrestrainedly said: "You don't care what relationship I have with the kitchen boy, in any case, the thing in the bowl is all mine, what does it have to do with you?"

"You mean you don't want to give us the meat?" A few of the thorny students said arrogantly, full of displeasure.

"Right, I just won't give it to you. What do you think?" Dong Ping raised his chin, as he said arrogantly.

"Alright, you new kid. Since you don't know the rules, then don't blame us brothers for being impolite." Those thugs usually ran rampant in the army camp, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

The only ones who were convinced were Cheng Guanyue, Cheng Weiwu and the rest. After all, they had big fists and were easy to talk to.

They couldn't afford to offend him, so they could only obediently wait for his orders and arrangements.

"If you have the ability, then come at me. Who's afraid of you?" Dong Ping was in a bad mood today and needed someone to help him relax his muscles. He never thought that they would come knocking on his door, which could be considered as letting him show them what true resistance was.

"Sure! "You're quite a domineering brat, don't worry. Today, we will properly take care of you so that the next time you see us, you will have to call us grandpas." With these words, those thorny people immediately put down their chopsticks and used all their strength to smash and kick him.

However, Dong Ping didn't retaliate and just stood in the middle of them, getting surrounded and beaten up.

Not long later, Dong Ping was covered in wounds.

However, he still stood there like nothing had happened, not moving at all.

From the start, there were no signs of screaming for pain, no scenes of crying out for pain.

"Hey!" "You little rascal, your bones are quite tough. If we were to beat you up, you would still have the guts to remain silent and not retaliate. It seems that you still need to be beaten up." Those thugs didn't believe that a few of them had been hit so hard that they didn't even shout or fight back.

Therefore, they mustered all their strength and continued to punch Dong Ping.

In the end, Dong Ping was still the same as before. He didn't feel pain nor did he feel that anything was wrong with his injured appearance. Do you feel very tired and lack any strength? "

However, when the few thorns heard it, they thought Dong Ping was ridiculing them.

He couldn't stop to catch his breath for a moment, and continued to clench his fist, beating Dong Ping up until others saw it.

He continued to laugh as he said to the thorns: "Aiyee! Look at how tired you are, I'm so embarrassed. "

"You … "You are not a human, what are you made of, and how are you so strong that you won't feel any pain even if I hit you?" The few thorns that had hit him three times truly felt sore on his hands, sore on his feet, and sore all over his body.

He wasn't even that tired when he was training.

"I've already said it before. If you have the ability, then go ahead. Now that you're tired, isn't it time for me?" Dong Ping grinned at their injured mouths, and said while rolling up his sleeves.

"Wait, we're not tired yet! We don't believe you can hold on for a little longer. " Those thugs didn't believe it. They wanted to see how long this brat could hold out for.

Dong Ping was not afraid that they would fight against him, so he was still calm as he watched them charge towards him and beat him up.

"Look at all of you, you're obviously exhausted …" This... He's acting like a dog now, and he … "Are you still not convinced?" Dong Ping had already been completely beaten into a big tongue-tied by them, but he did not fall down, and instead became lively like a dragon or a tiger.

"You … You really aren't human, we're going to fight it out with you. " Those thorns firmly refused to believe that someone could hold on until now, not falling down and begging for mercy.

So he continued to beat Dong Ping up.

Unfortunately, they were already exhausted to the point of lying down. Dong Ping still had his feet on the ground as he hopped between them with a face full of smiles.

"What, you two …" You. He couldn't take it... Oh, that. Then … "Let me do it." Dong Ping stuttered as he finished speaking, put down his bowl of rice, and without hesitation, swung his fist at them.

At the end of the fight, none of the thugs could muster up any strength to shout. He was the only one who was still full of energy as he carried his own bowl to his mouth and said, "Let me tell you guys!" You guys didn't hit me hard enough today, and your punches and kicks are too weak, so you need to train hard. Since I haven't loosened my muscles and bones yet, you guys should just lie down.

"You … You're too weird, I... We can't accept it. " It was the first time in their lives that those thugs had met someone who could withstand such beatings. Not only did they not beat him up, they were also extremely tired. In addition, they were even beaten up.

If this got out, would it still be okay?

"Isn't this... Weird, I... Qi Gong, but it's not over yet … Once I reach home, I'll let you beat me up... Even my parents. "I don't know him." When Dong Ping said this, he felt that he really lacked confidence.

However, when the thorns heard him, they immediately became curious, "Anger …" Qi Gong, what kind of skill was that? Who …. Who taught you that? "

"Qigong is capable of... Resistance and defense against others. Attacking? This is Instructor Cheng after all … What I've been taught before, if it were … Instructor Cheng, if you can't injure her... If she didn't say it, then it would just be her … His defense was damaged. I was. To prove. What she said was true … Whether it's fake or fake, I'll just use a blade … After poking her, she ended up... If he couldn't stab in, it would have been... It's like he lost his heir. " After Dong Ping said this, he subconsciously covered his legs, as if he could still remember that terrifying scene.

When the thorns saw this, they immediately widened their eyes. There was such a miraculous martial art in this world?

In that case, could it be possible for them to ask Instructor Cheng to learn this powerful Qigong?