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Postscript 015 challenge chief

You must show your strength before fighting in school. This is the rule of the college, but Li Fan obeyed it.

He has only five of his six blood beads. According to common sense, he should be stronger. But Li Fan's blood bead is quite several times bigger than others!

How does this guy practice? Why are the blood beads so big?

"Your blood bead... Can't it be fake?"

The fat man was stunned for a long time, and finally asked foolishly.

"It's true or false. You can tell it at a try."

Li Fan put away his blood beads, "everyone, let's start."

"Good!"

The eight King Kong all summoned up their courage. Who were they afraid of in school? This boy is a little bit big. What's to be afraid of!

Several people were about to attack, but Li Fan suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Wait!"

Li Fan suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Are you afraid?"

The fat man almost rushed hard. Hearing this, he almost fell over.

"Of course not. I have to introduce my method first, right?"

Li Fan said, stretching out his palm, which suddenly became red as fire.

"This is also a family martial arts, called flaming palm."

Murong Ying almost laughed after listening. This guy is still playing tricks at this time. Flaming palm, this is not a palm technique created by yourself. This guy deliberately made a set of so-called palm techniques, I'm afraid to let everyone guess which big family he is. In this way, even if he is a little stronger, he won't attract much attention.

"Flame palm, it seems that which family's Kung Fu."

Duan Chun also muttered in his heart that this domestic servant seemed not simple.

In other words, this boy is not a domestic servant, but an expert hired by the Murong family to protect Miss Murong?

There are too many families, large and small, in the spiritual world. Naturally, there are more masters. It seems that I should be polite to Li Fan in the future. After all, it's five blood beads. If he hadn't practiced in the family before, he would never believe it!

Li Fan put the palm of his right hand in front of him. Because of the temperature, the air around his palm was distorted. Seeing this scene, the fat man couldn't help swallowing his mouth.

This palm technique looks very powerful!

"Don't be afraid, we are the eight King Kong!"

Someone nearby shouted, reviving the fat man's confidence. Yes, even if he can't do it alone, eight people still beat him up!

"Let me come!"

A thug with a missing arm came out from behind. Although this guy had a missing arm, no one dared to look down on him. This guy not only practiced seven blood beads, but also a family martial arts, tying fairy rope! As long as he is entangled by this bundle of fairy ropes, people lower than him will be locked immediately, and those higher than him will be trapped for a second or two, which is very overbearing.

The man stepped forward, threw out a golden rope with one hand, and ran straight for Li Fan. But Li Fan sneered, pulled out his left hand and grabbed the golden rope in his hand.

"Is this your support?"

Li Fan asked coldly, and then pulled his palm, just pulling the thug forward and staggering a step. At the same time, a dark figure suddenly appeared behind Li Fan. This brother was also one of Zhao Long's thugs, with a strange body method. He usually likes to attack people from behind, and this time is no exception. The boy practiced a kind of insidious claw skill, and immediately grabbed Li Fan's back heart.

Li Fan turned around and slapped this guy on the chest like he had eyes on his back.

"Bang!"

The attacker burst into flames and flew out, hitting the wall next to him heavily.

Bang!

The wall was smashed immediately, and the man seemed to faint.

"It seems a little heavy."

Li Fan arched his hand, "please forgive me."

"Boy, some skills!"

Another thug came forward. This guy was only 1.6 meters tall, but his muscles were very strong.

"I'm a beginner and have the ability to slap me?"

As he spoke, his muscles suddenly covered with a layer of gray light, as if they had become rocks. Li Fan nodded and stepped forward, with a palm print on his chest.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, and the man was immediately beaten and flew backward. His body continued to rotate, smashing the ceiling, and in the blink of an eye, he flew high into the air and disappeared.

"It's the first time to hear someone ask for this."

Li Fan looked very relaxed. "Everyone, who else has such a request? I, Li, meet you all."

The remaining six people looked at each other, and the fighting power shown by this guy... A little too strong!

"You six get out."

Zhao Long waved his hand, "you are not his opponent, there is no need to sacrifice in vain."

Zhao Long's words made several thugs a little moved.

"Finally come out."

Li Fan moved his muscles and bones, "I beat you, am I the chief of this college?"

"That's right."

Zhao Long nodded. "The premise is that you have to have this skill!"

With that, Zhao long spit out nine blood beads, "Zhao long, chief of grade D college, accept your challenge!"

Nine blood beads, the size of eight fists, the size of a table tennis ball. It seems that Zhao long will soon complete hematopoiesis and enter grade C college. His days in grade D college are numbered, but the more this happens, the more he wants to keep his reputation! You can't be driven down at the last moment! In that case, how can he be honored to enter the third grade college!

In Zhuque college, two things are the most important. One is strength, the other is reputation. Obviously, the two are linked!

Nine blood beads made the whole audience in an uproar!

Duan Chun was also surprised. Good guy, is this guy the strength of nine blood beads? Fortunately, I didn't take the lead for Miss Murong to provoke this guy! Nine blood beads, that's almost the completion of hematopoiesis. The next step is bone refining! After bone refining, the strength of the whole person doubled!

The gap of this kind of strength is too big. No matter how strong Li Fan is, he can't win!

"Nine blood beads... Can Li Fan win?"

Huang Ying looked for a long time and couldn't help asking.

"Impossible, there is no chance of winning."

Duanchun shook his head, "one force reduces ten meetings. This gap cannot be filled with skills!"

"What a pity, this Li Fan is quite strong..."

Huang Ying instinctively worships the strong, and Li Fan's eyes are also much more pleasing to the eye. Is this person better than his senior brother?

"Can we start?"

Li Fan was calm, as if nine blood beads were like nine glass balls to him.

"OK."

Zhao Long nodded. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a golden flame suddenly appeared in his palm, forming a fireball the size of a pigeon egg.

"Let me meet you, a desperate challenger."