Chapter 6: Shit, Liang Feifan!

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A figure suddenly appeared in front of Liang Feifan and blocked Song Chaoyu.

"Liang Feifan, this is my Class 4, not your Class 2!"

"oh?"

Liang Feifan sneered, "You want to stand up for her?"

"I remember that you were the best in your class during the last actual combat drill. Do you want to practice with me?"

Chen Xiao frowned and said, "We are all classmates, there is no need to do this..."

"What classmate!"

Liang Feifan shook off Chen Xiao's arm and said, "Since you and I awakened our professions, we are no longer the same as them!"

"Ordinary people, just ordinary people."

"But we professionals are born aristocrats..."

"Gui Nima!"

Chen Xiao cursed and pushed Liang Feifan away.

"I can't stand people like you who pretend to be awesome. You have a pig's nose with a green onion stuck in it. What are you trying to do?"

"You're looking for death!"

Liang Feifan cursed angrily, and the pointing and talking of people around him made him even more furious.

He pointed at Chen Xiao and said, "Chen Xiao, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"We were all reserve warriors before, and now we are all professionals. According to school regulations, if there is any conflict between us, we will have to fight to decide the winner."

"How about it, do you accept it?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Chen Xiao was also angered and took a step forward and spoke angrily.

"Chen Xiao, don't be impulsive..."

Zheng Cheng quickly grabbed Chen Xiao and told him not to be impulsive.

"Brother Cheng, they are going too far..."

"Fuck them!"

Before Chen Xiao and Liang Feifan started competing, a few students who were looking for trouble started shouting.

I don't know who threw a broom into the crowd, and several people started fighting right away.

"Shit! There's a fight!"

"Class 2, beat Class 4!"

"This is our Class 4's territory , come on, brothers!"

I don't know who shouted a few times, but more than a dozen boys rushed over immediately.

Those who wanted to grab the stools grabbed the stools, and those who wanted to throw the brooms threw the brooms, and soon they became a fight.

Except for Class 2 and Class 4, students from other classes also ran over quickly and shouted loudly.

"Fuck! Class 2 and Class 4 are fighting!"

"Hit him! Hit him in the crotch! Black tiger heart rip! Fuck him!"

"Class 4 has more people, and it feels like they're going to win..."

In this world, due to the invasion of wild monsters and alien races, the people value martial arts.

Starting from elementary school, schools have been teaching close combat, physical training martial arts, etc.

Although ordinary people cannot become professionals, they can also become warriors by strengthening their bodies and practicing martial arts!

In the alien battlefield, warriors are also an important force in the human defense line.

As an ordinary school in Chang'an City, No. 12 Middle School enrolled students from ordinary families or orphans, and fighting was commonplace.

There are very few students like Liang Feifan and Song Chaoyu who have a certain status.

In the chaotic crowd, Zheng Cheng also took the opportunity to grab the flower pot behind him.

He found the right opportunity and threw it over, and it hit Liang Feifan's head with a 'bang'.

"ah……!"

“You… deserve to die!”

Liang Feifan roared, and a gust of wind suddenly burst out from his body, blowing away the four or five students around him.

The originally chaotic fighting scene soon quieted down.

"I'm a professional!"

"You damned bunch..."

Liang Feifan gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and grabbed into the air, and a gray long sword was suddenly caught in his hand!

"Chen Xiao, accept my challenge!"

"I accept it!" Chen Xiao also shouted and broke away from Zheng Cheng's big hand.

“What the hell…!”

Seeing this scene, the people around were all stunned.

"Equipment? He just awakened, where did he get the equipment?"

"No! It's not equipment, it's... natural weapons!"

"Liang Feifan is actually born with weapons!"

"It's over!"

"Natural Armor, that's an ability that can only be awakened by professions above seven stars!"

"With natural weapons, Liang Feifan can even compete with ordinary eight-star professionals...!"

Naturally armed!

It is a gift from heaven that only a few professionals above seven stars can obtain, and it accompanies the professionals.

Some of them are weapons, some are helmets, some are staffs, armor, and so on.

These natural weapons all have one characteristic.

That's growth!

They can grow as professionals grow.

And it is very compatible with the abilities and skills of the professionals themselves.

With natural weapons in hand, Liang Feifan became even more arrogant.

"Chen Xiao, since you accepted my challenge, don't blame me!"

"A bunch of ordinary people, I chose you and gave you face, but you dare to reject me!"

"And you..."

Liang Feifan pointed at Chen Xiao and said, "I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect you to refuse my offer!"

"Get out of here, everyone!"

With a roar, violent wind blades surged around his body, and the surrounding students were so scared that they kept retreating.

"Fuck! Professional skills!"

"Liang Feifan is angry!"

"This is the gap between professionals and ordinary people..."

Soon, a space was cleared in the entire classroom, and Liang Feifan and Chen Xiao sat in the middle.

Chen Xiao gritted his teeth and stomped his feet hard on the ground. An ochre-colored light immediately rose from the earth and enveloped his entire body.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"I don't dare to ask someone like you to be my teammate..."

“Damn it!”

“Wind Blade Slash!”

Liang Feifan shouted secretly and suddenly pounced forward.

Before the person arrived, a wind blade composed entirely of strong wind had already formed and slashed Chen Xiao fiercely.

At the critical moment, Chen Xiao subconsciously dodged to the side and avoided the vital parts.

But that wind blade had already slashed on his earth guardian and exploded violently.

The dense wind blades immediately turned into a gust of wind that rushed in all directions, blowing down .

"Chen Xiao!"

Zheng Cheng immediately helped Chen Xiao up: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Chen Xiao covered his chest with his hands, blood seeping out, and his eyes looked very ugly.

"Is this a seven-star profession? With just basic skills, I am no match for him."

Zheng Cheng said: "You are not interested in Song Zhaoyu, are you willing to fight so hard for her?"

Chen Xiao said embarrassedly: "We can't let outsiders bully the girls in our class..."

Zheng Cheng shook his head. You fought for Song Chaoyu, but she didn't even look at you.

Behind the crowd, Song Chaoyu stood with a few girls and had no intention of coming up.

"you……"

"A hero saves a beautiful girl. I am really touched!"

Liang Feifan came up again: "Chen Xiao, are you convinced?"

"If you're convinced, just call me daddy, hahaha..."

"Shout, shout!"

"You are so lucky to be called Brother Fan dad!"

"Brother Fan is a seven-star professional. In three or four years at most, he will be able to become a local overlord..."

Chen Xiao struggled to stand up: "I admire your mother..."

Zheng Cheng stopped him: "Don't try to show off."

"Brother Cheng, these guys are going too far!"

"Have you forgotten what I taught you before?"

"I……"

"The teacher is here! The teacher is here!"

"Brother Fan! The teacher is here!"

“And the Director…!”

"Go, go!"

There was another shouting from outside the door.

The fight between Class 2 and Class 4 finally attracted the attention of school leaders.

Liang Feifan's expression also changed slightly, and he pointed at Zheng Cheng and Chen Xiao.

"Chen Xiao and I were just sparring normally. He accepted my challenge. I'm not afraid even if the teacher comes!"

"You two, wait for me!"

"We are all professionals, right? We will have plenty of time in the future..."

Zheng Cheng's eyes suddenly moved, he took a step forward and shouted, "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"Just you?"

Liang Feifan sneered and said, "So what if I accept it? A mere three-star priest is not worthy of me drawing my sword!"

"Do you accept this?"

"So what!"

A strange mental wave immediately fell on Liang Feifan.

"Shit, Liang Feifan!"

"What did you say?!"

Liang Feifan's eyes widened and his face turned red.

Zheng Cheng shouted again: "And you all, go eat shit!"

“Fuck!”

" How dare this kid scold us!"

"Fuck him!"

"Gu..."

Several boys from Class 2 shouted, and the crowd was pushed aside again. Teacher Gao Yang, who was in the lead, quickly squeezed in.

"What are you doing here..."

"Gu..."

“Gugu…”

Before he could finish his words, Liang Feifan and two boys from Class 2 next to him suddenly held their stomachs and bent over. Their faces turned very ugly, as if they were trying hard to hold back something.

"What's going on?"

"puff……"

"What's that smell?"

"It stinks..."

"Brother Fan, I, my stomach hurts..."

"My stomach hurts too..."

"I can't hold on any longer..."

"Ah...Brother Fan!"

"puff!"

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, the two boys who had just fought the most vigorously suddenly squatted down.

Before they even unbuttoned their pants, a foul odor rushed out from their trouser legs.

"vomit……"