Urban Sims

There was a gust of wind on the playground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of fist to meat sounded.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

In the turbulent airflow, some people flew out one after another and smashed to the ground.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The screams came one after another.

After the use of the "storm wind" method, no one stood around Zhou Ming.

Huang Chao and seven other classmates all wailed on the ground.

All the onlookers were shocked.

"This ... so strong?"

"How come this newcomer is so strong?"

"What the **** is he doing, this level is definitely more than the middle period of gas refining!"

"Brother Zhou is awesome, Zhou Ming is kind!" Luo Xiaofan cheered and cheered, too powerful, and brother Zhou was too powerful!

The strong wind dissipated.

Zhou Ming sorted out the messy robe, flicked the long black hair that fell to his forehead, and turned to face He Sifang and others.

Say something lightly:

"Who else?"

"Who else is dissatisfied can go together."

Boom ~!

This sentence was like igniting a pile of gunpowder, which angered a group of young brothers who were beside Lu Qingchen.

"Damn, do you dare to underestimate us?"

"Don't look down on people, newcomers!"

"Go together and get rid of this newcomer!"

Under the leadership of Lu Qingchen's right-hand man twin brothers Lei Zuo and Lei You, another eight people rushed towards Zhou Mingji with great force.

"Brother Zhou, you have been playing for a long time, don't be brave."

Luo Xiaofan was a little worried. The monks in the Qi-refining period had limited aura and spiritual power in his body. Zhou Ge defeated Huang Chao, Wu Yilang, He Sifang and He Sifang ’s younger brothers in a row and played four consecutive games. , Two big moves, under normal circumstances, aura and soul power should be consumed almost?

But Brother Zhou would close it if he didn't see it, or hurry to recover, and he would start taunting non-stop.

This……

It's really a bit arrogant.

Luo Xiaofan bit his lip, clenched his fists, ready to help.

But next second.

Another gust of wind blew up, and eight people flew out.

Gusty style!

Zhou Ming again used a violent wind, swept away eight students such as Lei Zuo and Lei You, causing them to fall to the ground and howling.

"This is impossible!"

Lu Qingchen couldn't help but screamed: "What are you doing, how can you have so much aura in your body? How can this powerful move be used twice in a row?"

The strength of this newcomer is too bad, he must be hidden!

"I am in the middle period of gas refining. Because of qualifications and exercises, my strength is far stronger than that of the same rank."

"but……"

Zhou Ming waved a vortex-like breeze, but then dissipated: "Now the aura in my body is indeed exhausted, so I want to ask ..."

He raised his head slightly and looked at everyone with an evil smile: "Who else?"

"Who else does not agree, those who do not agree can still go together."

Boom ~!

All around looked at each other, an uproar.

"Aura is exhausted ... dare to be so arrogant?"

"Newcomer, your arrogance makes me look down!"

"I'm very upset with you newcomer."

"Go, let's turn him together!"

Of the more than 50 students in the class, more than 30 did not join any camp, the more ordinary students of strength, most of them are not interested in competing for the class leader, or believe that they do not compete for strength, so they have been on the sidelines.

But these classmates are now irritated by the new arrogant attitude of contempt, and immediately eight people stepped out to teach the newcomer to be a man.

This scene, Luo Xiaofan really panicked.

In my heart, I said: Brother Zhou, please stop speaking! No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to win the whole class!

"Punch fist!"

"Jiaolong swings its tail!"

"Crack Fire Palm!"

"Nine days of water falling!"

Various attacks came to Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming escaped most of the attacks without hurrying, and then a pair of iron fists came out!

"Common punch!"

"Common punch!"

"Ordinary legs!"

"Ordinary legs!"

Instead of using Reiki, Zhou Ming used the "Long Snake Qi Qi Ju" practiced over the years to temper his body strength, and used the internal power generated by refined Qi to fight against these classmates.

If a master sees this scene, he may exclaim:

How can ordinary rivers and lakes inner power be the opponents of immortal cultivation?

However, in the last game, Zhou Ming, who had a very deep study of Jianghu exercises and was close to reaching the level of the master, told the world with facts that the internal skills are well practiced and can be tough monks!

"Ah!" A classmate screamed after being hit in the chest by ordinary boxing, and took several steps back.

"Kaka!" Some students' flying legs collided with Zhou Ming's ordinary legs in the air, and their legs made a nearly broken sound.

"Wow! It's hard!" Zhou Ming's back showed a ecstasy in the face of a boxing, thinking he could be hit hard, but the sound similar to hitting the steel plate told him: The defense of the golden bell cover is not so broken!

"Ah! The hand hurts!" The fist hit the fist, and the classmates screamed while covering their fists.

"Monster, this is a monster!"

"My attack is useless and can't break his defense!"

"I feel like fighting with a piece of Yaojin!"

"Don't hit it, just hit it again, my hand will be broken."

"Your fist made me feel the existence of a qi, not an aura, but the internal skill of the Jianghu people. I didn't expect you to keep one hand." The man was bleeding at the corner of his mouth, and he took two steps backwards and pressed with his hand. Said across his chest.

"Damn, so many of us have been defeated by a person who has exhausted spiritual power." The last person lay down unwillingly.

Within the scope of the competition, no one was standing except Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming put his hands behind his back, with two shallow bruises on his face, and walked towards the onlookers.

"Aha ~"

Perhaps it was frightened by his captivating momentum, and several people took two steps back involuntarily.

"how about it?"

Standing in front of them, Zhou Ming inserted his hands in his pants pocket and asked, "Am I qualified to be your squad leader?"

Under his eye inquiries, whenever eye contact occurred, someone could not help lowering his head.

"Xie Linlin, who is your squad leader now?"

Zhou Ming asked the girls who had swept to the corner.

"Yes ... it's you, you are our squad leader."

Xie Linlin gave him a dreadful look and murmured.

"Wu Yilang?" Zhou Ming looked at Wu Yilang ~ www.readwn.com ~ You are the monitor, but I will beat you sooner or later! Wu Yilang, who had a black face and strong body, shook his fist and glared at him.

Zhou Ming nodded and looked at Lu Qingchen.

"Wait a few days for me to recover, I will fight you again, whoever wins is the squad leader."

Zhou Ming finally looked at He Sifang.

He Sifang saw the strength gap completely, turned his head and said in a deep voice: "You are better than us, you are the monitor of the second class."

As for the twenty people who were knocked down by Zhou Ming, they bowed their heads and admitted the reality.

"Oh ~!"

Luo Xiaofan jumped up excitedly, clapping hard, cheering loudly: "Brother Zhou is the monitor, and Zhou is our monitor!"

In this way, on the first day of the start of the school in Huanluan Middle School, Zhou Ming did the second class a year.