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Seeing He Zhihao staring at Yin Chen unkindly, everyone immediately remembered the scene that happened between the two in the classroom a few days ago.
? Especially the boys present showed a look of gloating.
Last time this kid dared to yell at He Zhihao despite being protected by Ning Qingxue, this time it must be miserable.
When they thought that Yin Chen had snatched away the goddess Ning in their hearts, they were filled with jealousy. In addition, Yin Chen still had a pretty face, which made him even more hated among the boys.
After tidying up Liu Daer, He Zhihao walked to Yin Chen's side.
"Boy, no one can protect you now, you still have time to kneel down, otherwise, don't blame me for beating you up in front of everyone!"
He looked confident and stared at Yin Chen with a domineering arrogance.
Everyone looked at Yin Chen, waiting for his reaction.
Liu Daer on the ground also desperately gave Yin Chen winks, signaling him to give in quickly.
In the past, there were some self-proclaimed high-minded students who didn't take He Zhihao's words seriously after offending them. As a result, which one didn't get punished worse?
Yin Chen didn't answer, he just helped Liu Da'er up.
"Boy, I won't force you. If you really can't bear to kneel down, then practice a few tricks against me. Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to make you kneel down and beg for mercy later!"
He Zhihao smiled darkly, and gradually approached Yin Chen.
"I don't want to practice against you." Yin Chen stood still and shook his head.
"Hehe, is that cowardly? Aren't you very arrogant in front of me that day?" He Zhihao sneered, his face was full of jokes and sarcasm, "Now without the protection of a woman, you boy will be cowardly like this gone?"
"Okay, then you can kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu, and I will let you go."
He Zhihao looked at Yin Chendao disdainfully.
"I don't want to practice against you because you are not worthy!" Yin Chen raised his eyelids lightly and said lightly.
"What did you say?"
He Zhihao stared angrily, and smiled angrily, "Haha, I can cripple you with one hand, do you think I'm not worthy?"
Even a group of boys around who wanted to dislike Yin Chen burst into laughter.
"Is this guy crazy? How dare we say that we are not worthy of sparring with him?"
"Ha ha laughing dead, with his body shape, even I can kill him, how dare he pretend to be aggressive with He Shao!"
"That's right, who is he, dare to be so crazy"
"I bet a bag of spicy strips, it will definitely not take ten seconds for He Shao to beat him up!"
Zeng Wei, who had already paid attention to the movement here, happened to hear Yin Chen's wild words just now. He frowned and said:
"Student, if you don't dare to compete with classmate He, you can just refuse, so why bother to speak out, we know that we martial arts practitioners should be humble!"
"Since you made a mistake for the first time, you apologize to classmate He Zhihao, and I will not pursue it anymore."
Zeng Wei's face was not very good-looking, and he said with a hint of annoyance in his heart.
You know, He Zhihao is a personal disciple trained by him alone. Isn't Yin Chen belittling He Zhihao just belittling him in disguise?
"Apologize?" Yin Chen smiled slightly, his voice unhurried, "Can he bear my apology?"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked!
"This kid is too crazy."
Everyone couldn't help being amazed.
He Zhihao had already been throbbing with anger. He stared at Yin Chen, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers, and said cruelly,
"Yin Chen, do you only know how to play tricks? If you have the guts, agree to do it with me, otherwise, you're a fucking coward!"
Seeing that He Zhihao was really angry. Liu Da'er's face turned pale, he hastily tugged Yin Chen's sleeve, and persuaded again, "Brother, don't hold on anymore, just bow your head and apologize, or even Coach Zeng will get angry."
Zeng Wei smiled coldly, but he didn't stop He Zhihao. He wanted to see what this defiant student would do next.
"This guy can really pretend."
"Isn't that right, I'll talk when I'm full of mouth, but I don't even have any ball skills"
The boys around were talking and pointing at Yin Chen.
As the commotion here became louder and louder, students from all around were constantly attracted to join in the fun.
"Okay, I promise you." Yin Chen smiled.
Although Yin LingHe is not interested in being a clown with ordinary knowledge, but since the other party has already bullied him for this, if he doesn't fight back, won't he be a god emperor in vain?
As soon as his voice fell, everyone was shocked.
"What? He really dared to fight He Zhihao?"
The onlookers looked at each other, looking at the calm Yin Chen on the field, as if they were looking at a lunatic.
"He Zhihao, take it lightly, just punish him, and save your life."
At this time, Zeng Wei who was on the side suddenly spoke.
After all, this is a school. If Yin Chen was beaten to death by He Zhihao, or died in school, as a school teacher, he would have to bear a lot of responsibility.
"Don't worry, coach, I won't let him die, but I will make him regret why he is still alive!"
He Zhihao snapped his knuckles with a "click" and sneered.
"He Zhihao, come on!"
"Fuck him to death."
Hearing the cheers from the students around him, the sneer on He Zhihao's face became even worse. He wanted to trample Yin Chen under his feet in front of everyone and crush all his self-esteem.
At this moment, only Yin Chen had no waves in his ancient well. He lightly raised his fist, and the calm voice that followed shocked everyone present:
"With my punch, you may die!"
As soon as the calm voice fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Because they found that Yin Chen at this moment only had endless indifference and coldness on his face.
The whole body seemed to be surrounded by an icy breath, which made people shudder, and he looked like he didn't want to joke at all.
He Zhihao also shrunk his pupils, but then he said with a ruthless smile,
"How dare you pretend to be dead when you are about to die, with a fist like a woman, and still beat me to death? If you can hurt me, I can kneel down and call you grandpa!"
As soon as the words fell, Yin Chen had already moved.
He just raised a punch casually, without any flashy movements, and rushed towards He Zhihao simply and directly.
That seemingly unremarkable punch seemed to tear the air, mixed with the howling wind of the fist, and instantly magnified in He Zhihao's pupils.
At this moment, Yin Chen suddenly looked like a sharp sword out of its sheath, stabbing straight at He Zhihao with a sharp edge.
With this sudden change of momentum, even Zeng Wei who was beside him was so surprised that his expression changed drastically.
He Zhihao was almost petrified, and a strong sense of crisis instantly filled his heart.
He folded his hands subconsciously, and made a defensive posture with all his strength.
However, a gust of wind swept by, and the iron fist had arrived! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com