"Ziqing, don't be rude!" The old man in Tang suit turned his head and scolded.

"That's true," said the girl in the windbreaker dissatisfiedly: "It's far worse than the collapse of our Ye family."

Chen Fan smiled faintly and said nothing. The classic martial arts of Tianhe Sect were actually worse than those of a mortal boxing technique in the mouth of this girl.

"What do you know? Our Ye family's Bengquan has more strength but insufficient strength, which can easily cause aura disorder. However, the little brother's boxing technique is like flowing water, and it is done in one go, which is more than ten times stronger than Bengquan." The old man in Tang suit taught a lesson.

"Hmph, I think it's just some fancy fists. If I use the Bengquan, I will definitely defeat him within ten moves." The girl in the windbreaker was still dissatisfied and said with her neck tilted.

"Hehe." Chen Fan smiled, and was about to leave without saying much.

"Haha?" But the girl stopped resigning and blocked Chen Fan's face and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you look down on Bengquan?"

Chen Fan shook his head laughed and cried, "I have something to do, let's go first."

How could I have a dignified Immortal Lord Liuyun beg for a girl?

"Don't leave, take my move." But Chen Fan's indifferent attitude became increasingly dissatisfied with the girl. She suddenly raised her right leg and kicked Chen Fan roaringly.

"Ziqing can't!" The old man in Tang suit was shocked and shouted hurriedly, but it was still too late.

"It seems that I have to fight." Chen Fan was a little helpless, and he turned his body slightly and avoided the girl's attack.

"Bengquan!" The girl shouted with a clear shout, and her hands smashed at Chen Fan like a stone, with a little momentum.

"Well, the strength is indeed good, but it's full of flaws." Chen Fan nodded slightly, stretched his right hand casually forward, and hit the girl's waist. She let out a muffled groan and retreated backwards.

"Bastard!" The girl became more and more angry, and she used her hands and feet to attack Chen Fan.

"Ziqing is enough!" The old man in Tang suit showed a slight anger on his face, but then his expression changed drastically. Chen Fan pushed the girl's hands away with his left hand, kicked forward slightly with his right leg, and was about to hit the girl's neck.

"Little brother, keep up!" the old man in Tang costume shouted.

The girl was also panicked at this moment. She never expected that the Bengquan, which she was proud of, would be defeated in the blink of an eye under Chen Fan, and was about to be hit hard.

She was almost mentally prepared to be severely damaged, but for a long time, there was no movement.

She opened her eyes and saw that Chen Fan had walked ten meters away. A voice came from: "This boxer is mainly attacking and defending with legs. It is better to attack and defend with hands and feet casually. In addition, don't exhale for more than five seconds."

Listening to the faint voice, Ye Ziqing was stunned and suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had realized something.

At this time, the old man in Tang costume rushed over and asked anxiously: "Are you okay, Ziqing?"

"I... it's okay." Ye Ziqing shook her head like a dream, and said with a bitter expression: "I haven't been able to hold on for three rounds."

The old man in Tang suit smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If he hadn't given you, you would have been defeated as soon as he took action."

"How could it be?" Ye Ziqing was shocked.

The old man in Tang suit shook his head and said, "It seems that this little Donghai City is like a lie on the dragon and a tiger, Ziqing, this is why grandpa wants you not to easily reveal your strength. I may not be able to meet a master one day, and you will suffer the loss. Today, the little brother is quite polite."

"I..." Ye Ziqing's lips moved, but she couldn't speak. She just thought to herself, is everyone as perverted as the guy just now?

But then, she seemed to remember something and shouted loudly: "Hey, you haven't told us your name yet!"

It was quiet around, and there was no trace of Chen Fan.

"Bastard!" Ye Ziqing cursed angrily.

After leaving the park, Chen Fan found a traditional Chinese medicine shop on the side of the road and bought some medicinal materials. When he got home, he started to cook it.

At seven o'clock, cousins ​​Su Tong and Han Qingxue finally got up. They were wearing pajamas and were lazy on their faces. It took a long time to wash and put on makeup.

Chen Fan watched them finish their breakfast with great discomfort, and then the three of them came to the school in their cousin's car. Su Tong and Han Qingxue had classes in the morning, while Chen Fan came to Qin Yurao's office with a medicine bottle.

As soon as he arrived at the office, Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and Qin Yurao was lying on the chair with a pale face, covering her abdomen with her hands, and she seemed very uncomfortable.

"Teacher Qin, I offended." Chen Fan put the medicine bottle on the chair, and placed his hand on her abdomen in Qin Yurao's shocked gaze, spinning like a top, massaging some acupoints.

Qin Yurao was shocked and angry. She was about to scold her, but unexpectedly discovered that with Chen Fan's continuous massage of his hands, the collapsed pain in his abdomen gradually dissipated, and replaced by a gentle feeling.

The scene was a little awkward for a moment. Chen Fan was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Teacher Qin, I've brought you the medicine. Drink half of each morning and evening. I still have class, so let's go first."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the office.

Looking at Chen Fan's back, Qin Yurao clenched her hands tightly, and after a long time, she snorted, her eyes on the medicine bottle, and a trace of hope flashed in her eyes.

Chen Fan left the office and did not go to the classroom. Just kidding, if the immortal master had a language, mathematics and English every day, then when would he return to the Qingyun Tiandi, let alone take revenge.

"Chen Fan, is it you?"

He was walking on a tree-shaded road when a voice suddenly came over. A woman in a yellow dress came from the front, with a pretty face.

Looking at the woman, a memory suddenly surged into Chen Fan's heart.

It turned out that this woman was Chen Fan's ex-girlfriend Xu Ya, who was from the same county town. Before coming to Donghai, she was a couple in everyone's eyes.

But after coming to the East China Sea, Xu Ya could not withstand the sugar-coated shells of a rich second generation. After only one month, she abandoned Chen Fan and left.

Since then, Chen Fan, who had originally had good grades, was confused all day long and had no intention of attending classes, and eventually became the last student in the whole grade.

He had never forgotten Xu Ya in his heart and often went to find her, which also caused the rich second generation to be upset. He asked someone to beat Chen Fan many times, the most recent time was the night before yesterday.

And that time also caused the body to be completely weak and the soul scattered and the spirit disappeared. If Chen Fan had not entered the control, he would have taken his last breath.

Recalling these memories, Chen Fan sighed inwardly, and then his eyes became cold.
Chapter completed!