Legend of Yan Wu

After a while, Feng Lan was startled suddenly, looked at the two of Han and Mo and exclaimed suddenly: "Cook, what did you say earlier, you said that the two of them are from the city of Los Angeles? Shouldn't it be?"

"Could it be something?" Cook looked at Feng Lan and said proudly.

Feng Lan then shook her head and said, "It can't be him, hasn't that genius already lost his fighting spirit?"

"Why can't it be him? His name is Han Mo, and his name is Han Ji. They are both members of the Han family in Los Angeles." After speaking, Cook looked at Feng Lan with a sneer, as if waiting for Feng Lan to be embarrassed. .

"..." Feng Lan opened his mouth and said nothing for a long while, pointing at Han Mo and said in disbelief: "He is... Han Mo?"

"It's true." Cook laughed.

Han Mo and Han Ji shook their heads again and again when they heard the words, Han Mo hesitated for a moment, cupped his hands at Feng Lan and said, "Student Han Mo has met his mentor."

"Student Han Ji has met his mentor." Seeing this, Han Ji cupped his hands and shouted at Feng Lan.

"That's right, that's right, Cook, you probably won't have a small reward this time, and the achievements of these two people will definitely be big in the future." After a while, Feng Lan calmed down her excitement, said with some envy, and then turned to Han Mo and Han Mo. Ji beckoned and said: "Come with me, I will help you with the admission procedures."

Han Mo and Han Ji turned their gazes to Cook, seeing Cook nodding, they followed Feng Lan into the inner room.

It took about an hour to go through the formalities, and it was already noon after Han Mo and Han Ji came out, the sun was shining on the top of their heads, and their scalps were a little hot.

Han Mo weighed the badge in his hand a few times, hesitated and pinned it to his chest, straightened his clothes and asked Han Ji, "How is it, isn't it not bad?"

Han Ji shook his head boredly and said: "Han Mo, don't be bored, okay? What are we going to do next? We came to Shura Academy for no reason, and we were still practicing hard for the quota of students a month ago. Alas, this The opportunity came in a hurry, and I wasn't prepared for it."

"Ah? Don't you want to come to Asura Academy? It's so comfortable to practice alone in the back mountain." Han Mo put his hands behind his head, walked straight on the green path with his back straight.

"Hehe." Han Ji smiled lightly and said, "That was before, but now that I have become a martial artist, I realize that combat skills are so difficult to practice, without the teacher teaching them correctly, it is really difficult to learn." Han Ji said Then he punched a big tree beside him, but the strange thing is that the grudge on the fist looks very thin, but the punch is surprisingly powerful.

"Han Ji, have you already learned combat skills?" Looking at the uncle's fist marks, Han Mo said in surprise. He naturally knew that combat skills were difficult to learn by himself, because he had a teacher who knew him best.

"This is not a combat skill." Han Ji smiled awkwardly: "I just studied it for a few days, and it probably doesn't even count as an entry."

"Then what combat skill is this?" Han Mo asked curiously.

Han Ji hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is the Han family's yellow rank combat skills, I can only learn some low-level combat skills now, not only can't understand the high-level ones, but I can't control my weak fighting spirit. "

"Oh, that's it." Han Mo nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words. The teacher said that he would be able to practice good combat skills after becoming a martial artist. He didn't know what kind of combat skills and grades were.

Thinking about Han Mo, he became excited, completely unaware that the two of them had been watched by a large group of people for a long time.

"Hey, boy, what are you doing here?" A fat young man with a bare head led the first ten students to Han Mo and said.

Han Mo frowned when he heard the words, in the tone of coming, Han Mo could only hear the feeling of domineering, presumably the visitor was not kind.

"We are new freshmen. Instructor Feng Lan asked us to familiarize ourselves with the surrounding environment first, so the two of us made a detour here." Han Ji said, cupping his hands at everyone.

"Freshmen?" The fat young man in the lead murmured suspiciously, nodded after a while and continued: "Freshmen should also pay attention to the rules. If I see you attacking college plants casually in the future, I will teach you a lesson." He snorted disdainfully.

Han Mo was taken aback when he heard the words, frowned and said, "Understood, it's okay, let's go first." Han Mo said and walked past several people.

"Yeah, stop for me." When everyone saw Han Mo, he seemed to be in a hurry, a thin little follower stopped Han Mo and shouted: "Our boss has let you off a lot, you just walked away like this Huh? Hurry up and kowtow to our boss." The skinny young man shouted angrily with his eyes wide open, and tugged at his sleeves as if he wanted to teach Han Mo a lesson.

"This big brother." Seeing this, Han Ji smiled and shouted at the thin young man: "We are new here, and we don't know the situation of the college. I was the one who attacked the tree just now, and it has nothing to do with him. I, Han Ji, would like to thank you all for your kindness." forgiven."

"This kid speaks well, much better than this skinny guy." The fat young man in the lead said, pointing at Han Mo.

"Hahaha, yes, what the boss said is true." Everyone laughed and echoed the fat young man when they heard the words.

Han Mo couldn't help narrowing his eyes when he heard the words, squeezed his fists, and then let go after a while, looking at Han Ji suspiciously, Han Mo didn't expect Han Ji to say such soft words, the other party's words were almost trampling Their dignity kept swearing, but Han Mo felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Han Ji's words.

"Your name is Han Ji, right?" The fat young man rubbed his chin and said, "My name is Barton, and your name sounds better than mine. That's not okay. From now on, you'll be called Batu, and hang out here with me." No one dares to bully you." Patton patted his strong chest as he spoke.

"Hehe, Batu?" Han Ji laughed mockingly, shook his head and said, "Interesting, is your family surnamed Ba?"

Barton didn't seem to hear Han Ji's ridicule, nodded and said: "Yes, how is it?"

"Hehe, that's it." Han Ji touched his nose as he spoke, and looked at Batu meaningfully.

The corners of Han Mo's mouth also raised slightly when he saw this, he knew why Han Ji, who had always been proud, suddenly became bullying and afraid of being tough, and he thought he wanted to tease this big fool.

Barton was startled suddenly, looked at Han Ji who was full of sneering, and suddenly came back to his senses, pointing at Han Ji and scolding: "Little bastard, are you looking for death, how dare you laugh at my Ba family? Teach him a good lesson." As Patton said, he waved to the crowd behind him, if gazes could kill, Han Ji would probably have been killed by Patton's vicious gaze many times.

Seeing this, Han Mo rushed forward suddenly, jumped up, and then kicked out with both feet, directly kicking the backs of the two people who were rushing forward, kicking them directly, and fell to the ground. A vicious dog throwing shit.

The ten people rushing forward suddenly looked at the two partners who had jumped out, slammed on the brakes, and looked at the long and slender Han Mo in surprise.

"This kid has some tricks. Let's take it separately. I'm going to abolish these two ignorant boys today." Although Barton was a little surprised, Han Mo did it out of a sneak attack, which couldn't prove anything. With his strength, he is the number one character in the beginner class.

When everyone heard the words, they divided into two groups, five people rushed to Han Ji, and the other five rushed to Han Mo.

The strength of the five of them is at the stage of six yuan and seven yuan warriors, and they are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they don't hold back at all when they play moves, and they don't treat Han Mo as a freshman at all.

However, Han Mo didn't need them to keep their hands. He smiled helplessly and instead of retreating, he punched the oncoming fist with a fighting spirit.

"Crack." After the fists of the two touched, a loud bone fracture sounded, which shocked everyone present and turned their gazes over.

"Ah...my hand..." A follower suddenly fell to the ground, with a hand between his body, and he was crying in pain.

Han Mo also rubbed his right hand, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "That's right, the fist is quite hard." Han Mo shook his right hand, and before the others could react, he rushed forward again, towards the remaining The four rushed forward.