Forehead?

Everyone was confused.

He Pingfan is letting go! Lan Kexin's face became ugly, and she stomped her feet, looking like she wanted to kill someone.

I originally wanted to teach this guy a lesson with Wang Yige, but I didn't expect that this guy would be even more tricky than me.

At this moment, she really wanted to pounce on him, so she would bite him to death.

Wang Yige was stunned, how could he not see it?

Before his fist could touch him, others fell down.

This guy is definitely a strong man.

Ordinary people can't do this at all, and they can't avoid this punch.

You should know that with his current strength, but the champion of individual combat, he fell down lightly and did not hurt him at all.

He Pingfan ignored it, got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, "We have something to say first, since you have won, say goodbye!"

"stop!"

Wang Yige had a cold face, "Are you insulting me?"

He Pingfan turned around slowly and looked at Wang Yige speechlessly, thinking to himself that you are stupid or crazy?

I'm determined to help you, do you have to fight to the death with me?

Been hit on this trick?

She probably wanted to fight between the two and watch the fun by herself.

He Pingfan found that Lan Kexin was quite greedy, and at this moment he even stared at him with a gaze that wanted to kill.

He approached Wang Yige and lowered his voice, "Brother, do you still want her to be your girlfriend?"

I'm helping you!"

Wang Yige said coldly, "I appreciate your kindness. A man is a real man, I want to win glory and be upright."

"Well!"

He Pingfan was speechless, "If this is the case, you will lose this girlfriend."

Wang Yige's face turned cold, "Since you are so confident, why don't you dare to fight me?"

He Pingfan shook his head, "no! You are a reckless man, I am a top student, and sometimes you have to use your brain."

"Although fists can conquer everything, I prefer to conquer people with virtue."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm officially challenging you now!"

Wang Yige was very dissatisfied and could not just forget it. For him, this was the comparison just now, and it would not be glorious if he won.

He Pingfan ignored him, "This is a bet between you and Lan Kexin, what does it have to do with me?"

"You can't leave!"

Wang Yige was very stubborn and blocked his way.

He Pingfan glanced at him indifferently and reached out to hold his arm.

"You--" Wang Yige suddenly felt a force like a mountain pressing down on his shoulders, like a heavy weight of thousands of pounds.

He Pingfan's expression was as usual and his eyes were bright.

Wang Yige also stared at him and secretly competed.

He didn't believe it today. With his hard work for more than ten years, he would surrender to an unknown student.

But in fact, this power is too strong and it is not something he can compete with.

After a while, his face turned red and sweat rolled down his forehead.

Seeing this, the group of brothers behind him wanted to help, but were stopped by one of them.

Wang Yige is very concerned about face, and he doesn't want anyone to help him in this situation.

Men must lose openly and win uprightly.

The power of the mysterious body is the realm that He Pingfan achieved during his practice some time ago.

Now, he has reached the primary level of a magician, and his internal strength is released from the outside.

No matter how strong Wang Yige is, he is just staying at the state of physical training and doesn’t know how to be lucky.

This is the realm of an ordinary martial artist. No matter how strong his strength is, it cannot be compared with powerful mysterious techniques.

Like the King of Western Chu and Li Yuanba, they are the pinnacles in the physical training realm. They can pull mountains and lift their arms.

But so what?

If you don’t understand the cultivation of mysterious techniques, you will not be able to break through life and death.

He Pingfan was also surprised. It was already very good to be able to practice physical practice at this age.

He is indeed a martial arts genius.

With his qualifications, he has a chance to become a teacher.

The smile on his face remained unchanged, and the strength on his hands increased again.

A powerful force continued to be applied to Wang Yige's shoulders. Wang Yige's face turned red, and sweat as big as beans rolled down like raindrops.

I saw him secretly exerting his strength and removing the force to his legs.

Crack - the thick cement playground under my feet actually cracked, and countless cracks spread around like spider webs.

He Pingfan smiled slightly, took off his strength, and patted Wang Yige's shoulder with appreciation.

He didn't speak, and left with his hands behind his back.

Forehead?

It's gone?

All the people watching from afar were confused and extremely depressed.

Why didn't we beat us? We saw nothing.

Wang Yige's group of brothers surrounded him, and many of them saw the trick.

"Mr. Wang, how are you doing?"

Wang Yige wiped off his sweat and looked a little depressed, "I lost!"

Moving away his legs, which were like lead, the two footprints went deeper than the cracks when they were standing just now.

Several brothers who came out of the army with him were all shocked and their faces changed.

Such strength is probably beyond their reach even their instructors.

"Mr. Wang, what should I do?"

A handsome man asked.

Wang Yige had a dark face and glanced at Lan Kexin, "Go!"

The group came and went in a hurry, and dozens of sports cars passed by the field in a cool manner.

On the ground of the No. 5 Girl's Room Building, there are roses on the ground.

Lan Kexin stomped her feet in anger, "Hmph! The two of them didn't even fight!"

An Ruyi met upstairs and frowned frequently. Although she hadn't come to watch, she had roughly guessed the result.

It should be He Pingfan who won, so it would be impossible for Wang Yige to be so disappointed.

The power of mysterious art is too powerful. He Pingfan was only eighteen years old and was already invincible among the younger generation. With time, his achievements are indeed limitless.

Thinking of this, An Ruyi's thoughts became complicated again.

Alas! The people on the playground gradually dispersed. At the school gate, Lin Yalu caught up with safflower oil, "He Pingfan!"

He Pingfan looked back and looked at Lin Yalu who was sweating profusely. He took the safflower oil and stuffed it into his pocket, "Thank you!"

At No. 276 Chaoyang Road, Old Town District, several black luxury cars came to the small courtyard where He Pingfan's family rented.

An old man, a gray man, got out of the car with a middle-aged man and a teenager, followed by six bodyguards, who stood quietly at the gate of the yard.

The old man looked at the gate of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man asked in confusion, "Dad, do we really want to surrender to such a yellow-haired boy?"

"This will damage the reputation of my Duan family."

The old man sighed, "We are not surrendering to a yellow-haired child, but mysterious arts. You don't know the terribleness of mysterious arts."

"Thinking back then, the strong men of our Duan family practiced mysterious techniques, which made the Duan family stronger later."

"Now Qinglong has this talent, we can't give up halfway."

The boy standing behind the old man was a little dissatisfied, "Grandpa, this kid's talent may not be better than me."
To be continued...