Fantasy: I Don’t Want To Practice!

"Uh!"

The whole audience was stunned. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the person who called, including the fat man himself.

The Iron Dome stopped in the air and looked up.

He saw a man who was nine feet tall, majestic, and independent, like a mountain.

With a look of contempt on his face, he walked forward with steady steps.

When he came to the Iron Dome, he stretched out his hands and piled forward.

He actually pushed the Iron Dome away in full view of everyone!

"What are you doing? If you want to fight, you fight. What's the meaning of stepping on people? Do you have any manners?"

Iron Dome was pushed away when he was caught off guard. He took two or three steps back and looked confused.

Not only him, but at this time, his younger brother behind him and the hundreds of people watching the fight next to him were collectively confused.

What a strong aura!

The man pushed once, but was not satisfied. He rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward, and confronted the Iron Dome face to face, with an expression that he was going to fight.

The whole audience was silent, countless pairs of 30 eyes fell on him, and the atmosphere was so tense that people dared not blink.

Suddenly someone hugged the man's feet. He looked down and saw that it was the half-dead fat man.

The fat man had a sad face and used the remaining strength to say to him.

"Brother Qiang, I asked you to ask the boss, why are you pretending here?"

Brother Qiang was stunned, and then a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, if the boss is not here, how dare I pretend like this?"

The fat man suddenly realized, showed a relieved smile, then spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

"Haha, I don't want to!" Brother Qiang answered without hesitation, holding his hands in front of his chest, and the confidence on his face did not diminish at all.

Iron Dome:

The Iron Blood Gang elite behind: "………………"

The onlookers: "......

Bang!!!

A scream spread out, and everyone couldn't see how Iron Dome attacked. They only knew that Brother Qiang was still there in the last second, and he was hanging on the tree and vomiting blood in the next second.

At this time, a person squeezed out of the crowd.

"Brothers, make way, make way, I'm here to fight, what's the situation now?"

Ye Feng didn't catch up with Brother Qiang just now, and accidentally got lost. He hurriedly asked people around and found this place.

But seeing so many people standing on the roof, safe and sound, he was immediately relieved.

"Brother, are you new here? Just now, there was a fool who was not afraid of death and pretended to be cool in front of Iron Dome, and now he is hanging on the tree. "

"Fuck! So exciting? Then you are not injured?"

Ye Feng patted his shoulder, squatted down with him, and talked and laughed and discussed.

The man was stunned.

"Why should we get hurt? The Iron Blood Gang is not going to fight us? The main battlefield is below. "What?" Hearing this, Ye Feng was shocked. Did he go to the wrong set? He hurriedly looked down and slapped his forehead. It was bad. He saw Brother Qiang hanging on a tree not far from him, twitching and vomiting blood. His expression was extremely peaceful, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead. "Damn it! Who hit my brother Qiang!" Ye Feng, who had a bad temper, rolled up his sleeves and jumped down directly. The height of more than ten meters could not stop his speed at all. He rushed to the center of the battlefield in a blink of an eye, pointing at Tie Qiong and a group of people and cursing. "Damn it! Who hit you! Who hit you! Get out!" : "..." Everyone Why is there another one? This one is more excited than the last one. The ability of this class of freshmen is not very good, but the temper is not small. "I hit him!" Tie Qiong took a step forward with a gloomy face. His momentum burst to the extreme. The faces of the Martial Artists around him who were not yet advanced were pale. He had had enough. Come and catch a Ye Feng, but he didn't get any hair, and idiots appeared one after another.

He wanted to slap Ye Feng to death, and then send someone to investigate Ye Feng's clues.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, with anger.

"Iron Qiong, what do you mean?"

Then, dozens of figures followed one after another.

The scarred face looked back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Song Dong, what do you mean?"

In front of him was a tall and thin man with thin cheeks and pale skin, especially his face, which was as pale as a zombie.

But the group of people behind the scarred face were full of fear when they saw this man.

This person's realm has reached Martial Master Rank Six, which is higher than that of the 003 Dao Tieming. One!

Another group of people from the four major gangs arrived.

Li Gui, the leader of the Ximen Gang, nicknamed Li Gui, anyone who knows a little about the Ximen Gang has heard of the name of the executioner Li Gui.

He once killed five people in a public fight and became famous. Because of his outstanding ability, the academy pardoned him and did not pursue his killing of other students.

"This group of freshmen is the target of our Xifeng Gang. You did this without asking us. How can I explain to the gang leader when I go back?"

"What does it have to do with me? If you don't agree, come and fight. "

Iron Dome seemed to not give the other party face, and responded directly in a cold voice.

The face of the fake also darkened, and the dozens of Martial Masters behind him burst out. The Iron Blood Gang on this side was not willing to be outdone, and the smell of gunpowder was strong. A war was about to break out.

"You two, can you give me a face and let these freshmen go to me?"

At this time, a figure appeared without warning. Everyone looked over. This person floated in, with a chic posture, gently waving a paper fan, with a dignified appearance and a handsome appearance, causing countless girls to scream.