Recovery of Terror: I am the Patron Saint of China

After all, the opponent is so strong, and he is still an enemy of him everywhere, isn't that stupid?
At this time, the ranking of the No. [-] Middle School is also rising rapidly. After all, the scores of these people are not low, and they are among the best in their school.

A group of students in the audience were also dumbfounded.

"Damn it! Solved it so quickly?"

"This Lin Hao didn't use his abilities at all!"

"This is using physical skills. Can you defeat them with physical skills alone?"

"Fuck, awesome! Awesome!"

Lin Aicai laughed when she saw this scene.

If he knew that Lin Hao was so strong, why did he still fight with these principals for a long time?
Wouldn't it be over if Lin Hao hit them directly?

"Here, Han'er, give it to me!" One of the generals, Dong Han, couldn't hold back when he saw his face. After all, he was on it just now, but two students were wearing his No. [-] Middle School uniform.

Beihan walked onto the stage, and the four people Lin Hao defeated were quickly carried away by medical staff around him. Zhang Zidan also pretended to be dizzy. After all, the other people had collapsed, and he couldn't do it if he didn't.

There are still people from No. [-] Middle School, but no one from No. [-] Middle School dares to stand up.

"Pingzhi, if you don't win any more, you will have to abstain." Lin Aicai also laughed.

"You guys, give it to me!" The second general Lin Pingzhi said angrily when he saw Du Mengru and the others.

After all, there is no one who can play, and a foreign aid was finally hired, and the remaining A's are here.

"Principal, look at my arm. Is it appropriate to be beaten like this?" Wang Biao also pretended to be aggrieved.

"Damn it, who hit you?" Seeing this juncture, someone beat his school student, Lin Pingzhi was so angry that his beard stood up.

"He." Wang Biao pointed to Yang Haoyan who was being carried away on a stretcher.

Lin Pingzhi and Bei Donghan looked at each other.

Lin Pingzhi: "..."

Bei Donghan: "..."

After being silent for a while, he said, "Forget it, you should stop going."

"Du Mengru, Xu Zhi, you two can always come in, right? Don't insult the name of No. [-] Middle School! And Liu Xinyue." If you lose again, you will have to fulfill your promise. So many high-level Qi and blood pills, throwing away tens of millions at once, this damn is a loss to grandma's house!

He originally thought that Lin Hao was very strong, but it was not a problem for so many Shucheng geniuses to beat him, but now the development of the matter is obviously beyond his control!
"Xinyue, I remember we found a cat cafe last time, let's go and have a look?" Su Qi saw that Liu Xinyue didn't want to go there at all, so she also pulled her away.

Seeing Liu Xinyue leave, Lin Pingzhi pinned his hopes on these two people.

"You two go on the field, just go on the field, each with a high-level Qi and Blood Pill!" Lin Pingzhi also said.

"Okay, okay."

Du Mengru and Xu Zhi both nodded. They looked very reluctant, and they agreed for the sake of money. After all, one high-level Qi and Blood Pill is worth a lot.

Fan Wei at Huan Kong couldn't sit still anymore. Although he had little to do with him, but as the dark horse high school last year, how could he sit idly by now that his school students were being beaten?

"Liu Fang." Fan Wei patted the boy on the shoulder.

He knew that after a year of growth, he was even stronger and frightening now.

"Is there enough mahjong table?" Fang Ping also laughed in the audience.

Lin Hao saw four people on the opposite side, two of whom were too familiar.

"Let's get started!" Lin Aicai also urged.

After all, Lin Hao made him very happy this year, and he felt elated.

"Can Lin Hao do it?"

"These are the highest fighting strengths of the top three high schools in Shucheng last year."

"No, isn't that Xu Zhi who was still wearing a school uniform to cheer Lin Hao up in No. [-] Middle School? Why did he run to the opposite side? Why don't we play fake matches?"

On the stage, Bei Han glanced at the three people around him, with his aloofness in his eyes.

"Father, I don't want to take advantage of Lin Hao. I want to fight him one-on-one."

"One-on-one?" Bei Donghan was a little surprised, but quickly agreed.

Mulu appreciatively looked at Beihan.

"As expected of my son!"

"Tch, what are you proud of? You may not be able to beat our Lin Hao!" Lin Aicai was also a little disdainful, thinking to himself.

Since when did a fight become something worth showing off?

"One hit one, okay!" Du Mengru stepped off the stage happily.

Xu Zhi also wanted to pull Du Mengru, after all there are so many people watching, even if he doesn't want to fight, don't make it so obvious, otherwise Lin Pingzhi, an old guy who cares about face, won't be able to hold his old face.

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I plan to call for surrender as soon as I come up." Du Mengru also looked at Xu Zhidao in surprise.

"I couldn't beat it, what's wrong?"

"No problem." Xu Zhi also nodded. He originally planned to call Lin Hao to surrender as soon as he made a move.

"Okay." Liu Fang also respected Beihan's choice.

After all, after spending so much time with him, I also know what kind of person he is.

Genius cannot be profaned.

In his opinion, Bei Han was indeed a genius.

"Lin Hao, I believe you are also very strong."

After stepping off the stage, Liu Fang also watched Lin Hao closely.