29 humiliate yourself

Wang Fan was practicing martial arts in the back mountain, but Baishan suddenly led a group of people over and shouted to beat him, which made him confused. Then he looked at Yuan Hong, hoping that he could explain.

Bai Shan didn't believe that he didn't hear about today's incident. He thought that he pretended to be embarrassed himself. He couldn't help but be angry: "Wang Fan, it's the young master who singled you. Are you afraid that you want to find help?" With that, he stared at Yuan Hong fiercely.

"Old Bai is angry, calm up, listen to me." Yuan Hong couldn't bear Wang Fan being beaten in front of him after all, so he had to bravely step forward: "Wang Fan, it's nothing. Boss Bai heard that you have been practicing martial arts recently, so he wants to compete with you. If you can't fight, you can quickly be soft and admit defeat."

With that, he quickly came to Wang Fan and whispered, "Bai Hongtu gave Bai Shan's grandson a few drops of serum. His current cultivation is second only to Xiao Mei. You are not an opponent. Hurry up and admit defeat."

As soon as Yuan Hong said, Wang Fan knew what was going on. He was short-handed and short-mouthed. Bai Shan was doing something for his master. "Okay, you Bai Hongtu, you didn't kill me last time, and this time you sent someone to humiliate me."

The clay figurine also has a three-part nature, not to mention that Wang Fan is the kind that would rather bend than bend.

He pushed Yuan Hong away and took a few steps forward with a sneer: "It turned out that it was a challenge for me. Did you forget the last time I slapped you, or did you have no memory, and the scar was healed and forgot the pain?"

He opened his mouth, but the crowd behind him did not know whether it was true or not. Hearing this, he suddenly buzzed and talked a lot.

"No wonder Baishan has a deep hatred for Wang Fan. It turns out that he has been slapped away by him."

"I said, why did Baishan bother Wang Fan for no reason? It turned out to be revenge. It seems that he suffered a lot of losses last time."

"What an insult it is to be slapped away. If it were me, I would have come to fight with him long ago. I didn't expect that Baishan was so tolerant. What a talent."

Baishan was already close to everyone. After listening to their comments, he almost vomited blood: "Wang Fan, don't fart. Why did you slap me?"

Wang Fan listened to his scolding. His face was angry, his fists clenched, and he was determined to teach him a hard lesson, but he didn't forgive him: "It's not a slap, it's two slaps. Anyway, it's not this number. You remember it clearly. I almost forgot it."

"Oh, it's two slaps. It seems that it's the left and right faces."

Everyone exclaimed one after another and looked at Baishan with a sympathetic look. Some people even shook it twice and deliberately looked at his left and right faces, as if there were any palm prints.

The heart of Baishan was about to explode, and he shouted angrily: "Bult, since we started, we have just quarreled in the library, and the new disciples have seen it. Why have you ever slapped me? Do you have that ability?"

Looking at Baishan Tieqing's face, Yuan Hong was scared and quickly pulled Wang Fan: "Don't die. Baishan's cultivation is successful, his strength has greatly increased, and his body is also unimaginable. And this time it's Xiao Mei's bad. She is a woman of Bai Hongtu. We can't afford to provoke her!"

He was persuading him when he listened to the mastermind.

"Okay, okay, have you quarreled enough?" Xiao's eyebrows were raised, and he was secretly annoyed in his heart: "It's obvious that Baishan has the advantage. Why is he forced to say bad words instead?"

The practitioners have always regarded themselves as immortals, paying great attention to the etiquette of walking, sitting and lying, not to mention the dirty exit. Of course, as the lowest-level monks, the disciples of the outer door are deeply influenced by the secular world, and inevitably say some dirty words, but it is still rare to dance and scold like a white mountain.

"Baishan, are you here to fight or scold your mother?" Xiao Mei reminded her, "If you come to fight, hurry up. Girl, I still have something to do. If you come to scold me, make it clear as soon as possible. I will leave immediately so as not to stain my ears."

Baishan was stunned and instantly understood that Wang Fan deliberately angered himself. He couldn't help gasping twice. He suppressed his anger and shouted, "Good boy, how dare you provoke me. You're done. It's absolutely over. Today, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will never let it go." With that, he clenched his fist and rushed up.

The Qi practice period is mainly to attract Reiki into the body, improve your physical quality, and lay the foundation for the next step. Moreover, in the first three layers, Reiki can't become spiritual power to hurt people at all. Baishan has been practicing for more than half a year, and even the first layer of qi training has not been reached. Naturally, there is no spiritual power available.

If it had been in the past, he really didn't dare to challenge Wang Fan, but after more than half a year of reiki washing, his body has been greatly improved. A punch of gravel is a trivial matter: "No matter how strong an abandoned spiritual root is, it can't compare with me!" Thinking about it, he decided to use his super fist as a weapon.

Wang Fan even dared to touch Wang Sen, who practiced five layers of Qi. How could he be afraid of his "small miscellaneous fish"? After snorting coldly, his left leg crossed diagonally, his body sank back, slightly bowed, and at the same time, he clenched his fist and was ready to attack at any time.

Seeing that he planned to confront himself head-on, Bai Shan couldn't help laughing: "Poor waste root, I don't know how much the aura has changed to the body. I thought I was like I was half a year ago. My punch will definitely blow him away, at least let him lie down for more than half a month. It's really great. It's just a good start."

He has even begun to think about how to celebrate the victory and how to report the good news to Bai Hongtu in order to get more rewards. By the way, there are also colorful butterflies. What is more pleasing to a man than being appreciated by the beauty? Thinking about it, he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled as if he thought he was handsome, but his eyes looked into the crowd: Dear Caidie, look how majestic I am!

"Big White, be careful." He was fantasizing about a bright future and the feeling of the beauty jumping into his arms, but suddenly he heard Zhao Yi's hoarse shouting. He was shocked and his attention immediately came back. Suddenly, he saw a blue fist coming to him. He secretly said "not good" and his head turned away and wanted to avoid it.

I have to say that Baishan has indeed practiced seriously, otherwise there is no such an agile reaction at all, but "King Kong Refining Body" is not vegetarian, and its grade is far above the yellow level. What's more, it is Wang Fan who performed it out. Hearing the sound of "bang", he flew up in front of everyone and then fell to the ground.

The back mountain was undeveloped and full of stones. This time, it fell lightly. Baishan screamed "Ouch" and immediately curled up.

When Zhao Yi saw the highest "White Boss", he was beaten out without even touching Wang Fan with his fist. He was shocked and afraid. He quickly said to Xiao Mei with a bitter face, "Sister Mei, take action quickly. If it falls into Wang Fan's hands, Boss Bai's life and death will be unpredictable."

Xiao Mei was also surprised by Wang Fan's combat strength. She secretly compared it and found that even if he took action, it was purely self-ru, but Zhao Yi's words were also reasonable. Bai Shan, as his hardcore ally, was not a matter to be bullied like this.

She was trying to figure it out, but Zhao Yi thought that she didn't dare to care about it. She couldn't help shouting, "Sister Mei, this is to vent your anger for Elder Bai. Bai Shan taught Wang Fan a lesson. If something happens, you can't let it go."