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901 Of course it's a melee

The people from other colleges did not move, but when the people from Samsung College saw that the people from their college were surrounded, they also surrounded them, and their breath surged: "What? Want to compete? OK! We are also itchy!"

"Okay, how about going to the open space outside?" Feng Jiu said with a smile on her lips. When it comes to fighting, she hasn't been afraid of anyone.

"Okay, let's see how much pounds and pounds you are from the Six Star Academy!" The people from the Samsung Academy snorted coldly, turned around to the open space outside, and the others followed him out.

Seeing this, those who were originally chatting were surrounded by excitement, intending to watch a good show.

Nie Teng glanced sharply at the people and stepped forward: "How do you want to fight?"

Ouyang Xiu also had a cold face and was bullied over his head. He would not retreat blindly. It was just a fight. Who is afraid of whom?

Xiao Yihan looked excited. He had already tried how this person was doing. How is the students of Samsung Academy different from their six-star academy?

The same is true for the other people. They also want to take this opportunity to find out and see how strong and cultivated the people in these Samsung Academy are?

Only Fengjiu was just itchy and wanted to hit people. No matter how strong they were, she was not as strong as the Nascent Soul. She just wanted to move her hands and take the opportunity to give these people a warning. She believed that after this fight, no one would dare to cause trouble for them during this period.

What's wrong with Six Star Academy? Who stipulates that the people who surpass Samsung Academy will be stronger than them? Well, maybe the strength of these people is good. Putting aside the last few ten, the strength of the top five is not enough.

When she heard Nie Teng ask how to fight, she couldn't help but sneer, glanced at him, and said, "I'm asking them how to fight? Of course, it's a melee. The sooner the fight, the more I can go back to the yard to rest. Could it be that I can't I fight one-on-one with them one-on-one?"

While speaking, her lips curled, her fist twisted, and she shouted, "No matter how you hit them, just knock them down!"

"Bang!"

A Samsung student opposite did not expect Feng Jiu to take action suddenly. He caught him off guard. He heard a bang and was punched in the eyes. He staggered and took a few steps to stabilize.

He covered his burning and painful eyes and glared at Fengjiu: "You kid sneak attack!"

Feng Jiu snorted and said proudly: "What sneak attack? I'm standing in front of you and punching. Who can you blame if you react too slowly?"

"Damn it!" the man shouted angrily, twisted his fists and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the others joined the melee. For a moment, the open space was occupied by them. He shouted softly and the sound of his fists waving with pain came out, which made the famous students around him dumbfounded.

Because they were not fighting regularly, and the old scattered fists were fighting in a mess, the one behind them kicked, someone hugged the thigh, and someone swung his fists to his face. The punch was so hot that they were stunned.

"ah!"

"Ao! Damn it! Who kicked my ass!"

"Hiss! Just hit it right away! Don't hit your own people!"

"Ah! Damn, don't always beat me in the face!"
Chapter completed!
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