Chapter 137

Du Yanming's speech was very simple, but there was constant applause. As a well-known figure who had been interviewed by Jiangbei satellite TV, all of them took out their mobile phones and took photos. Some even took short videos and sent them to the circle of friends to show off.

After a few minutes, the performance of the martial arts school disciples ended. The crowd also gradually withdrew. They exchanged greetings with the school leaders of Jianghua. Du Yanming, who had been staring at Meng ran with his spare light, most wanted to do at the moment was to walk up to Meng ran, see the arrogant youth with his own eyes, kowtow in front of him and admit his mistake.

He naturally thought that Meng ran just did not recognize his identity, and now mengran knew his identity, would be scared to admit his mistake and beg for mercy.

Of course, this is just his fantasy. In fact, Meng Ran has already found out his identity, but he is too lazy to point it out.

After all, in the eyes of Tai ran xianzun, what about the disciples and lecturers of the martial arts academy? What about the former president of the martial arts academy?

It's just ants.

If Du Yan really dares to come to find his death, Meng ran Si does not mind in front of the whole school and breaks the leg of the instructor of the martial arts academy.

Don't insult the immortal!

After rejecting Jiang Hua's dinner party, Du Yanming, who was just about to leave, was immediately surrounded by a group of fanatical fans.

I'd like to take a picture of some of the teachers and their families.

Du Yanming enjoys the feeling of all stars supporting the moon. It's hard to get rid of this group of enthusiastic fans. However, he is worried that Meng ran will leave. He calls a Disha disciple and whispers a few words in his ear.

Disha disciple understood, called on the remaining nine people, and slowly walked to Meng ran.

"Brother Li, what's going on? We're all called." A younger Disha doubted.

Wang Li, a tall and burly man, pointed to Meng ran not far away, and said playfully, "have you seen the boy in white at the sign? Du Shi said that the boy just talked back to him, because Du Shi is not available now, so let's go and teach him a lesson

Wang Li, who is good at whipping legs and domineering in leg technique, is a real external skill fighter. If he had not been defeated by his opponent because of his overconfidence in the selection competition, he would have been a Tiangang warrior at the moment.

Even so, Wang Li was the first person of Disha in the middle emperor's military academy. He was not inferior to the six or seven people in shangdisha.

He has a strong and powerful leg technique. With a whip leg, he can instantly beat the martial arts in the same territory. He has never been defeated in Disha, and even boasts that he is invincible in the same territory.

Du Yanming asked himself to teach such an ordinary student a lesson. Although he had a complaint, Wang Lishi did not dare to disclose it. The lecturer of the martial arts academy had great prestige in the Academy. If he made him angry, he would have to suffer a lot.

"Ah? Against Du Shi? Some people are not afraid of death! Is it a rich second generation A certain Disha disciple was surprised.

Wang Li snorted coldly, "the rich second generation fart, that casual dress is absolutely no more than 200 yuan. He is a smelly boy who has never seen the sky and earth. Later, he will teach him a good lesson and break a bone. Don't be too cruel. After all, this is Jianghua, and it's not good to see if it's too big."

The Disha disciple, who had made a noise before, said with a look of Indifference: "it turns out that he is a poor girl. What's the matter? With the name of our emperor, even if he is disabled, Jianghua doesn't dare to say a word more."

"Yes! Yeah! In front of their school, beat the students in their school to be disabled. It's fun to think about it. Don't stop me. I'll fight with him one-on-one later! "

"Bah! It's not shameful to bully a little kid, and you're still on your own! "

"What do you know? I mean, he's one of us, ten of us, ha ha..."

Obviously, the confidence of these arrogant martial arts school disciples has been extremely terrible, and their words are extremely arrogant

"Oh, people are about to leave. The dogs in the military academy don't come to collect things, and they don't know when they can go home. At noon, it was the semi-final live broadcast of Jiangbei satellite TV talent show competition. I don't know if song Anqi has made it to the final. Ah, they all blame those bastards in the martial arts academy. They're really fed up. They're good enough to perform a fart. I didn't like the live broadcast! "

As Zhang Wei packed up his drinks and towels, he complained in a low voice.

At this moment, several steps sounded, and heard more:

"Yo, boy, you are so brave, you bastards of the martial arts academy? Are you full? I think you're tired of living, aren't you? "

A fierce martial arts school disciple strode to Zhang Wei and threatened him fiercely.

Zhang Wei stealthily glanced around the corner of his eyes. However, he found that the visitors were the martial arts school disciples who were wearing martial arts training clothes. He was scared out of his wits. He was about to make an apology when he heard a bland voice:

"it's dirty to say that you are bastards."