On the drill ground, Yang Cheng waited for Yue Zipeng to finish his phone call. He was not in a hurry to go up. Since he called the principal he was looking for, he just had to wait.
While waiting, Yang Cheng caught Zhenxiu and asked her to introduce him to the new classmates she knew in class.
Zhenxiu was quite popular. After all, she looked quite pleasant and didn't have a temper like other beautiful girls. Zhenxiu, who was more mature, was easier to talk to. Many girls got along well with her at the beginning of school.
However, the role of "brother-in-law" Yang Cheng made everyone a little afraid. So when the students greeted Yang Cheng, they subconsciously stood a little further away.
But Yang Cheng didn't care. As long as he confirmed that Zhenxiu was indeed like an ordinary university student, she had no problem in socializing and getting along well with the students around her, then he would have achieved his purpose of coming here.
After less than five minutes, there was some noise in the crowd. It seemed that they were discussing someone approaching, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.
The students naturally opened up a path, and a burly figure walked out from it.
And Yue Zipeng, who had been waiting nervously, shouted in surprise, "Brother Le! Here! "
As if all the pressure had been vented, Yue Zipeng became arrogant again.
The man who was called "Brother Le" looked at least 1.9 meters tall. His facial features were regular, but his eyebrows were full of a murderous aura.
He was wearing a black suit, but he was meticulous. He was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes, and his gait was full of vigor.
Seeing Yue Zipeng, the man didn't show any expression and just nodded symbolically.
"Young master, who is it?"
This question was asked without rhyme or reason, but it was extremely straightforward.
Yue Zipeng seemed to be used to this big man's way of speaking. He pointed at Yang Cheng, who was talking nonsense with a few girls.
"It's him! That guy beat up all my brothers! "
Being pointed at like this, Yang Cheng reluctantly waved to a few of Zhenxiu's female classmates and slowly walked to the center of the crowd.
The man also walked forward, his hawk-like gaze swept across Yang Chen's body a few times. What made him feel strange was that this man didn't seem to have any signs of practicing martial arts, yet he felt that this man was extremely troublesome.
Of course, the man didn't feel that he was going to lose.
On the other hand, Yang Chen was able to see through this big fella's abilities with a single glance. What made Yang Chen a little surprised was that this big fella actually cultivated internal energy. Although it was only at the Houtian stage, if he was placed in the army, he would probably be considered a small ace. Why would he be a hired thug for a principal?
"Alor, what's your name?" The man asked.
Yang Cheng smiled amiably, "There's no need to tell me your name in a fight. We're not making friends in the future anyway."
Alor frowned, his eyes showed some interest, "I don't think there's a need to fight. If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow to our young master. Otherwise, I can only cripple your arms and legs."
Yang Cheng was a little stunned. He didn't expect to meet someone who was more pretentious than him today.
It couldn't be helped. Yang Cheng was embarrassed to make the first move against a guy who only practiced martial arts, so he could only beckon Alor with his finger.
"Do it yourself. I'm too embarrassed to take the initiative to beat you up," Yang Cheng said gloomily.
Alor was stunned at first, then he was a little angry. This guy really didn't put him in his eyes. He gave him a good path but he didn't take it. This guy refused a toast only to drink a forfeit!
"Brother Le! Go, go! Beat him to death! He's so shameless! Let him bleed a few kilograms! "Yue Zipeng shouted at the side. In his eyes, Alor would never lose!
Alor glared at him with a mixture of anger and killing intent, making Yue Zipeng shut up obediently.
He took two steps forward and flexed his fists. His bones made a cracking sound.
"You're unlucky today. You provoked someone you shouldn't have. I won't take your life, but you better ask your family to call an ambulance for you."
Yang Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "Why do you talk so much nonsense when you're fighting?"
A hint of fierceness flashed in Alor's eyes. He didn't say anything else and rushed forward like a black lightning!
He raised his sandbag-sized fist and didn't use any internal energy. He used pure strength to punch Yang Cheng's stomach!
Yang Cheng estimated that the strength of this punch should be equivalent to two thousand kilograms. This Alor did have some skills. Unfortunately, he met him.
Alor thought that this punch would send Yang Cheng flying at least three to four meters. He didn't expect that when the punch landed on Yang Cheng's stomach, it was like hitting a thick dam made of reinforced concrete!
The surrounding students couldn't bear to watch. Although Zhenxiu wasn't worried, she closed her eyes subconsciously.
When the crowd realized that Alor's fist had landed on Yang Cheng's stomach but didn't cause the slightest ripple, they all opened their mouths wide.
Ah Le was also dumbfounded. He even suspected that he was dreaming!
"How … is this possible."
Yang Cheng yawned. The strength of his body was not something that a martial artist could imagine.
In the past, it was purely the God's Stone's modification. Now, the Endless Resolve Restoration Scripture was manipulating the Heaven and Earth Restoration Energy to refine his body. It could be said that his body's strength was several times stronger than those cloned bodies!
After a moment of shock, Alor's combat instinct made him activate his internal energy. He gathered all his internal energy and threw a left hook at Yang Cheng's chin!
However, before the fist could touch Yang Cheng's chin, Yang Cheng had already used his right hand to block it with a finger.
Ah Le's punch with all his might stopped in midair. It had been blocked!
Yang Cheng said unhappily, "Why did you change to hitting my face? If you hit other places, I'll let you hit me a few more times. Hitting my face is the same as ruining my career! Don't you know that I have a lot of women to accompany? "
This shameless excuse made people roll their eyes, causing many students to almost collapse.
Zhenxiu's face turned red. She could understand why Lin Ruoxi was always so angry.
As for Yue Zipeng, who was waiting for Alor to get back at him, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.
Ah Le, on the other hand, felt deeply humiliated and trembled with anger.
"You're messing with me!"
"Come on, I'm not interested in men."
"You're much stronger than me. Why are you still pretending?!"
"Because the main character isn't here!" Yang Cheng said in boredom. Suddenly, he noticed something and grinned. "Alright, I think we're here."
Yang Cheng did not want to wait any longer. He reached out and grabbed Alor's wrist and twisted it!
"Ah!!!"
Alor screamed in pain. His wrist was broken!
"I won't pursue those harsh words from before. Break one of your hands."
As Yang Chen spoke, he spun around nimbly, as if he was throwing a hammer, and flung the 1.9-meter-tall man away!
Alor could not control his body at all. His muscular body, which was nearly two hundred kilograms, was like a human cannonball. He flew more than ten meters away and drew a high parabola!
When Alor was about to land, the place where he landed happened to be two middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes!
"Master, be careful!"
When Alor saw who he was about to hit, he immediately shouted in the air!
Yue Weibing, who was walking over with Fang Zhongping, was also shocked. Fortunately, he had trained in martial arts before, so he nimbly stepped back and avoided the explosion!
"What's going on!?" Yue Weibing asked angrily.
Alor fell and tumbled. Fortunately, he had thick skin and cultivated internal energy. Other than his broken wrist, he did not suffer many injuries. He quickly got up and reported, "Master, that guy is an expert. I am no match for him!"
When Yue Weibing heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He passed through the crowd and looked at Yang Cheng, who was standing there with a smile.
Fang Zhongping, who was with him, was also shocked. As far as he knew, Alor was the trump card of the Jiangnan military's special forces. If he had not made some mistakes in the discipline and been saved by Yue Weibing, he would not have retired and worked for Yue Weibing.
However, when Fang Zhongping saw that the person standing there was actually Yang Cheng, he immediately had a complicated expression on his face and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Dad! Dad, you're finally here! It's this guy who hit me! "
Yue Zipeng found a life-saving straw again. He quickly rushed to his father's side, pointed at his swollen face and cried.
Yue Weibing's eyebrows twitched. He pushed his good-for-nothing son aside and strode forward. His eyes were sharp, and with the awe of a superior, he said in a deep voice, "Do you know the consequences of going against the Yue family in Jiangnan?"
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