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Chapter 153 A Blind Donkey

"duel?"

"Yes, I want to fight you! If you lose, leave Wenzi. If I lose, you can do whatever you want."

Lin Feng chuckled: "If you want to have a fight, I can accompany you, but Ding Wen is not a bet, she is my girlfriend, and I will not allow anyone to have her ideas. Besides, before you challenge me to a fight, please You write a disclaimer for me first, I'm afraid I'll cripple you and kill you accidentally!"

One-on-one with Lin Feng, isn't this courting death?

He possesses system S-level ancient Chinese martial arts skills. As long as he is willing to show off, I am afraid that no one in the world can be his opponent.

The system also showed that at the SS level, his body could become an iron wall, even bullets would not be able to pierce it.

Perhaps on this planet, only those who have similar adventures to him can have the strength to fight.

So far, no such person has been found.

Maybe one day Blue Star will enter the era of aura recovery, and all kinds of people with supernatural powers will blow out...

"Come on, help me prepare a pen and paper..."

Wang Jiashu didn't look back until he hit the south wall. He took a pen and paper and wrote down the disclaimer.

He said that this challenge was all initiated by him voluntarily. If he was injured or killed, Lin Feng would not bear any responsibility.

He also asked his two classmates to press fingerprints and act as witnesses.

"Feng, do you really want to fight him?" Ding Wen dragged Lin Feng at this time, a little angrily.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Lin Feng stretched out his arm and hugged her hard.

When police flowers encounter gangsters and lawbreakers, they are extremely brave, and they rush forward regardless of the danger of their lives.

However, when I met such an unreasonable classmate today, I was somewhat confused.

Lin Feng looked at the disclaimer and handed it to Ding Wen.

Then he said to the red-eyed Wang Jiashu: "I really don't want to beat you with my ancestral kung fu, and I really don't want to beat you in front of my Wenwen, otherwise, I heard that your special skill is poking a can with your finger , why don't we have a literary fight first, just like poking a soda can?"

"Are you sure you want to compete with this first?" Wang Jiashu looked at Lin Feng in disbelief.

This is his special skill. He once performed at the graduation ceremony of the police academy and pierced the bodies of 1 soda cans in one minute.

Part of his hard qigong is also inherited from his family.

So just now he grabbed Ding Wen's arm, and it was difficult to break free.

A dozen cans of beer were placed on the counter.

Wang Jiashu made a few concentrating movements, seeming to concentrate all his strength on the index finger of his right hand.

Then they poked at the body of the metal soda can in turn.

Puff puff puff, the cans were punctured one after another, and the beer gushed out from the middle of the stomach...

This performance was indeed wonderful, and the students all applauded.

If this is a live broadcast, it will definitely attract a lot of fans.

"Compared with poking cans, our classmate Wang is still better at it."

"If Lin Feng can also expose it, how will we decide the outcome then?"

"Let's see, I suspect that Lin Feng didn't want to fight, so he made a comparison on purpose. I think he's going to make a mistake..."

"Yeah, I also think he's a bit sloppy."

Hearing the discussions among the classmates, Ding Wen held Lin Feng's 100 yuan hand.

This hand brought her super warm memories.

I just don't know if this finger is hard enough.

The same dozen cans of beer were placed on the table.

Lin Feng walked forward with a smile.

The eleven bottles were knocked down and piled up.

Everyone looked at his action with confusion.

Wang Jiashu stood aside and sneered.

"Lin Feng, you think it's a kid piling up blocks, don't waste your time."

Lin Feng turned sideways, exposing the bottom of the ten cans piled up in a triangle.

Made a gesture to please everyone.

This scene is like a magician performing on a stage.

This expression, this posture, and the chic movements are a proper master model.

Lin Feng didn't say much, just started.

He shot several times in a row, and the movements were so fast that the beer sprayed out from the bottom of their respective tanks after he stopped.

If Wang Jiashu's effect before was that of a pistol and rifle, then Lin Feng's eleven beer cans spurting out at the same time were like Gatling guns!
hiss!
Terrible so...

Most of the classmates took a breath of air.

Some of them haven't reacted yet, and they almost didn't stand firm in the end.

Whose subordinate is this, unexpectedly so vigorous.

As we all know, the body of the can is just a thin layer of aluminum skin, and sometimes it breaks due to bumps and bumps.

The bottom of the can is different.

The bottom of the tank is thicker and harder, and it can be pierced quickly. It is extremely difficult!
After the Wendou competition, the students realized that Lin Feng really didn't want to bully Wang Jiashu.

Look at this technique, this is truly an ancestral craft, and it is as hard as a steel drill.

In comparison, Wang Jiashu's hard qigong is not worth mentioning at all.

Many students couldn't help but look at Lin Feng differently.

This Lin Feng asked the Wang family tree to sign a disclaimer, because he really wanted him to retreat in spite of the difficulties.

It's a pity that Wang Jiashu is still unwilling to give up and must compete.

As a classmate, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this moment, and felt a little embarrassed about it.

The other group of people who had cheered for Wang Jiashu just now were looking at Lin Feng with trepidation.

Stay away from him, or if this finger pokes on his body, it will turn into a shower casually.

biubiubiu, the unkempt hair that blows blood...

In this world, there are some people who don't know how to look back even after hitting the south wall.

Wang Jiashu, who was dazzled by shame and anger at the moment, was obviously such a blind donkey.

He straightened his neck and blurted out: "Twelve jars, you still missed one!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the students covered their faces and bowed their heads.

"Where did this guy come from? He's not my classmate. I'm so ashamed..."

This is still not admitting defeat.

What you poked was the body of the bottle, but the bottom of the can, what the hell do you still have the face to shout here!
Ding Wen sneered.

"Wang Jiashu, what do you really think you are?"

she yelled angrily.

Lin Feng waved his hand at her and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, you won't be a lady."

Ding Wen scolded: "I am not a lady to begin with!"

At this time, Lin Feng looked at Wang Jiashu and said coldly, "Is there one less?"

He picked up the No. 12 beer cans on the table and weighed them in his hand.

Put it down again, and then picked up a glass bottle!
Master of magic, it’s show time again.

He handed the glass bottle to a classmate and motioned him to check whether the bottle body and cap were intact.

After one inspection, it was handed over to another classmate.

The two classmates were shocked and quite cooperative.

After all, according to Lin Feng's actions, he wanted to poke the glass bottle with his finger?

"Oh my God, no...it's impossible, isn't it?"

But they are looking forward to...

(End of this chapter)