Campus belle's cultivation master

"Are you crazy?" Seeing Han Yue turn around and leave, Zhang Hao's face changed, "don't you like Han Banhua all the time?"

"Oh? Is that the case? " Lin Yu turned a page of the book, "I don't remember."

Zhang Hao's mouth twitched: "it's over. Wang Zhipeng is pursuing Han Banghua. If you let him know about it, you will be miserable..."

"It doesn't matter."

Although Lin Yu is looking down to read a book, the corner of his eye catches a glimpse of a tall and handsome boy walking into the classroom. Han Yue is talking to the boy angrily.

Wang Zhipeng, member of the Sports Committee of class seven, is the main force of the school team. He once paralyzed a kid who had offended him with someone. At last, he relied on the relationship between his family, but he just lost a sum of money without any punishment.

Han Yue turns her head and stares at Lin Yu.

Zhang Hao's whole face was white with fright, and he reminded: "brother, Wang Zhipeng is coming."

"Oh."

Zhang Hao is going to collapse. You didn't dare to lift your head when you saw Wang Zhipeng before. What's the matter today? I haven't seen you for three days. Are you stupid?

Bang!

Wang Zhipeng steps to the table and presses his basketball on the table.

"Boy, you're awesome." He stared at Lin Yu coldly, "I'll ask you, will you be on duty this afternoon?"

Zhang Hao pushed Lin Yu's shoulder and said, "speak quickly, you are talking."

Lin Yu closed his book and raised his face slowly: "no, I won't do it."

How can the king of killer be threatened by a high school student?

Zhang Hao is flustered. If I knew it, I might as well advise you to shut up.

He couldn't bear to see his good brother suffer. He said in a hurry: "boss, don't be angry, or I'll be on duty after school?"

"Go away! It's none of your business

Zhang Hao's body suddenly shrugged and his head shrank back.

He is very clear about Wang Zhipeng's background. With his family's relationship, he can't stir up trouble at all.

Wang Zhipeng felt a little humiliated. He took a step towards Lin Yu. He looked down at him and asked, "I order you to do it, but I don't agree, do I?"

"You are nothing."

Lin Yu finished this sentence and spread out his book. He was no longer in his eyes.

Wang Zhipeng turned pale and bit his teeth.

"You wait. I'll see you at the martial arts school this afternoon."

......

The purpose of Zhuque high school is to guide students to develop in an all-round way. Martial arts, ballroom dancing and even various social etiquette have been introduced into compulsory courses, which are very popular with students.

The martial arts hall covers a large area and is luxury built. It has become a demonstration site of the whole province for more than one time and has been praised by all parties.

The coach is Wu Gang, a retired member of the provincial wushu team. He once won the grand prize in the international competition and has extraordinary strength.

The last section in the afternoon is the martial arts class of class seven.

When changing clothes, Zhang Hao came to the low exhort: "you be careful, Wang Zhipeng is a sports committee member, will certainly take this opportunity to embarrass you."

"He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and few people in the whole school are his opponents. If you look a little Winky at the critical moment, if you really can't do it, ask for mercy. Don't be afraid to lose face."

Lin Yugang just took off his coat and showed his thin chest.

After hearing this, he said, "if he takes the initiative to make trouble, just teach him a lesson."

Zhang Hao looked up and down at him: "don't blow it, even I can't beat it. Do you want to clean up Wang Zhipeng?"

Lin Yu said no more, changed into a slightly larger martial arts clothes, and walked out of the dressing room with him.

The students of class seven stood in four rows and saluted Wu Gang.

"Good coach!"

"Hello, students." Wu Gang also a gift, a wave, "Wang Zhipeng out, accompany me to the students to do a demonstration action."

Wang Zhipeng nodded, stepped out and stood in the field.

Wu Gang made several demonstrations and then fought with him.

Without ten moves, Wang Zhipeng was kicked out.

"Not bad." Wu Gang nodded with satisfaction, "your current strength can catch up with my five or six points. Looking at the whole Zhuque high school, you should be able to rank first."

Wang Zhipeng got up from the ground with a happy face.

"Practice well." Wu Gang encouraged, "you are still very young. In a few years, you will reach my level."

Ban Hua Han Yue stares at the tall and handsome Wang Zhipeng in the field, and her eyes can't help but shine.

The strong, no matter when, can win respect.

The other students took a breath and clapped violently.

"The first person of martial arts in Zhuque high school. It's amazing."

"It's enviable..."

"How handsome

“...”

Then, they turned their eyes to the last row. Lin Yu, who looked thin, short and ordinary, was full of schadenfreude.

Dare to shout with Wang Zhipeng, this boy is miserable!

"Do you remember the movements I just demonstrated?" Wu Gang slapped, "well, now the students are free to form a team and start to practice. If you have something you don't understand, you can ask me or ask Wang Zhipeng for advice. "

"Yes

The students spread out freely to find their opponents.

Zhang Hao in accordance with past practice, came to Lin Yu, a rub: "Hey, I'm sorry, this time to abuse you."

As soon as his voice fell, Wang Zhipeng strode over and put him aside.

"Get out of the way, I'll fight this kid."

Lin Yu stood there quietly: "I don't want to fight."

"That's it? Don't you have a good morning? " Wang Zhipeng looked at him with disdain, "kneel down and admit your mistake, I'll let you off today."

"I don't want to fight because you're not qualified at all."

"What are you talking about?" Wang Zhipeng stares at him and laughs angrily, "ha ha, I'm not qualified?"

The students were attracted by the movement here. They pointed at Lin Yu and laughed at his words.

"Is he crazy? Dare you say that Wang Zhipeng is not qualified? "

"How old is he? He dares to be so crazy..."

"Isn't it a problem for Wang Zhipeng to hit him ten times?"

“...”

Wu Gang also came over. When he heard his words, he could not help frowning: "Lin Yu, you can refuse, but martial arts practitioners should learn to be modest and not to speak wildly."

"What you just said has made a big mistake. Now I apologize to Wang Zhipeng."

"I don't have to apologize." Lin Yu's voice is not urgent and slow, "with those moves, he is really not qualified."

Wu Gang's face can't help but pass a trace of anger. Most of Wang Zhipeng's moves are taught by him, which is equivalent to belittling him in disguise.

"This boy... Is too arrogant!"