Chapter 3: 1.3

Wulin No. 1 Middle School has a long history and is surrounded by green trees. The grove is located on the southeast side of the campus. It is full of shrubs and towering trees. The area is not small, it’s the best place for fighting, dating, and violating the school rules.

At this time, just after class, a mighty crowd suddenly poured in.

Led by Song Zhaolan, about a dozen people carefully observed the surrounding environment, guarding against the use of hidden weapons.

At this moment, a leaf floated down with the wind and landed firmly on Song Zhaolan’s head.

“Alliance leader, beware of hidden weapons!” Xue Canming stood beside him vigilantly.

Song Zhaolan raised his hand, grabbed the leaves, raised his eyes lightly, and looked in a certain direction of the forest.

“Did you find us?” said a man in the forest.

“Nonsense. Can a tree block your fat body?” a languid voice sneered.

As soon as he heard this voice, Xue Canming’s fighting spirit ignited: “Yu Tingfeng, if you have the ability, come out and decide the outcome, come out, don’t hide in there and be silent!”

“Strange. Did I not say something?”

Just then, a tall man walked out from behind a tree. He was tall, with sharp brows and bright eyes, a high nose, and thin red lips.

The school jacket was tied around his waist, with the short sleeves lifted up to the shoulders, revealing muscular arms. A long leaf was held in his mouth, the narrow and sharp eyes looked at them, and the smile was a bit evil.

Before he could speak, there were a lot of followers behind him. One of them was a short boy who was less than 1.5 meters tall, jumped up and scolded, “Just you bunch of rubbish, dare to provoke us!”

As Xue Canming was about to stand out, Song Zhaolan pushed him back.

“Let’s keep the old rules, Yue Tingfeng.” Song Zhaolan glanced at the time and decided to skip the harsh words. If he didn’t hurry up, he would miss the canteen’s hot egg tarts.

“Sect Master, let me meet this little white face this time!” The short man rolled up his sleeves rudely, and just two steps forward, he was kicked to the side by Yu Tingfeng, “Ouch!”

“If you lose, where will our Demon Sect’s face go?” Yu Tingfeng said in disgust, and walked two steps forward, looking straight at Song Zhaolan, “Don’t think I’m reluctant to kill you. .”

Before the words fell, the two of them had already exchanged hands, one move to another.

Ten minutes later, the people on both sides squatted on the ground or climbed trees to watch. What’s more, there was someone who’s playing chess beside them.

Since coming to this world, the rules of order have changed a lot. Without knowing the situation, the two sides took the lead in order to ensure the least casualties and reached a one-on-one consensus. Each time a battle happens, one person will be sent.

More than a month later, the two men were fighting each other every day.

Shorty can’t sit still, and he has to get up: “My hands are itchy. I haven’t used any Kung Fu at all until now. I must end it today!”

As he said this, he went straight to Xue Canming, who was eating melon seeds on the opposite side. With a grin, he slapped him angrily and hit him in the chest.

“puff—”

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Xue Canming spat out a few melon seed skins at him: “Hehe, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

“?”

Shorty: I’m gonna hit you! I’m gonna hit you again!

Xue Canming: “Come, let’s do it on the back too, it feels really comfortable.”

Shorty retracted his palm in horror. What about the Black Bone Palm that only needs to hit the opponent’s rib and the tibia will shatter and bleed to death? !

No, no, no. Where is my inner strength?!

“Is it my turn now?” Xue Canming showed eight teeth, and just as he was about to start, the Demonic Sect quickly surrounded him shamelessly.

“Hey, what are you doing, one-on-one? It seems that you are going to break the contract, brothers, let’s go together!”

In no time, the grove became a bare fists brawl.

Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng simultaneously hit each other with one palm and retreated several steps. Song Zhaolan’s face was listless, while Yu Tingfeng still had the leaf in his mouth.

“Good boy, I’ll hit you next time.”Yu Tingfeng hooked the corner of his mouth.

Song Zhaolan’s eyes also lit up the flames, the egg tart must be gone!

The pair settle down as they try to strike again.

Holding his breath for a moment, Song Zhaolan instructed the others, “Stop.”

Yu Tingfeng looked at him, “The homeroom teacher is here.”

The righteous and demonic retreat back to their respective camps and listen quietly to voice nearby——

“Are you sure they’re fighting here?” the homeroom teacher of class F asked.

“I did see these bastards running here.” The homeroom teacher of class A gnashed his teeth. “I have already received two complaints from two teachers today. If I find them fighting here, I must skin them.”

“What’s the matter? I have been entangled by the teachers of the six subjects.” The homeroom teacher of class F said kindly, “So I’ve informed their parents one by one.”

The righteous sect: “… … ” Why could there be people more evil than the demon sect?

The demonic sect: “… … ” Who’s the villain in the end?

Yu Tingfeng whispered: “Another day?”

Song Zhaolan nodded: “Hoped to see you again.”

In an instant, everyone scattered like the birds and beasts.

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