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Chapter 69 It hurts

"What's the situation? I just went to get rid of it." Lu Ping really didn't know what had just happened. He left for a while, and when he came back, he saw Daoran punch Wen Yan on the tree.

"They were injured in Su Tang and Morin's hands." Wen Yan only used one sentence to let Lu Ping understand what the situation was.

"Oh, that's it, thank you." Lu Ping said to Wen Yan, and then his eyes fell on the aggressive Daoran.

"Boy, I won't look for you, don't worry about other people's business?" Daoran shook his fist as big as a casserole to Lu Ping. Although he didn't feel any power of spirit from Lu Ping, he did not take it lightly. He had heard that among the four mountains, the guy who seemed to be ordinary people also had considerable strength hidden, and it was not bad. He was used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and he had never had the hobby to challenge such people with unknown strength.

"This is not nothing," Lu Ping said, and had already stepped forward.

Daoran was more than two heads taller than Lu Ping. At this time, his face showed a very impatient expression. He turned his head back and shook his eyes at the Amaterasu student who was following him: "Send him." After saying that, he gave in, looking disdainful of fighting with Lu Ping, but in fact he threw this character with unknown strength to others to test it.

In addition to those poisoned and injured, there were also a few lively characters who usually followed Daoran to show off his power and knew Daoran's style. At this time, he knew Daoran's intention, so he naturally could not refuse. Look at me and I look at you. It seemed that after the election was carried out with his eyes, one of them finally stood up.

"Boy, don't get in the way?" The strong scene words must be said. The student walked towards Lu Ping, but found that the other party had no response to his scene words. He had no choice but to take action. He waved his hand and then learned from Daoran before and directly pulled Lu Ping's face.

Sneering.

This follower who ran out was just a second-grade student, and he didn't have the realm of the sixth level of the single soul. That is, he dared to be so arrogant after following Daoran. Otherwise, this level of strength would not be enough in the second-grade Amaterasu Academy.

Just such a guy, what will happen to him on the road?

Wen Yan's mood was completely excited when he watched the excitement, so happy that he even forgot his injuries, but immediately, she screamed.

"Ah!" Wen Yan screamed in surprise, and hurriedly moved his body to the side. The damn Lu Ping raised his hand and grabbed the slap that the other party had slapped, then swung it again, and threw the guy towards the tree he had just hit.

Is this going to avenge myself for tooth? But doesn’t this guy see that he is still under this tree?

Wen Yan just dodged and banged, one of which was hitting the tree, and another one, he fell from the tree and lay on the ground. Fortunately, Wen Yan was moving fast enough, otherwise wouldn't he be knocked down by this guy for nothing.

"Look at it!" she shouted at Lu Ping.

But no one else was concerned about this issue, and everyone was stunned.

Even if they are just a second-year student with no outstanding level, they throw people out in every move. Among them, except Daoran, there is really no other ability.

Several followers showed a look of fear on their faces. The ears were weak, but the eyes were true. This guy was said to be very powerful. Now he has seen how powerful he is. They will give all of this strength to vain! Boss, don’t pretend to be disdainful, okay?

No one dared to move, and looked at Daoran together, his heartbeats very hard.

Daoran was silent, and his heart was also measuring the force of grabbing and throwing. He was the one who penetrated the soul of power and strengthened power, and his grasp of power was naturally extremely accurate. Although he could not clearly perceive the power of Lu Ping's moment of exerting force, he looked at the force of hitting a tree in the second grade, and he had a clear judgment on Lu Ping's power.

Then, he smiled calmly, his smile still full of disdain.

"I can't tell you that you're going to be a little bit!" He said, and stepped over, no longer preparing to go to the pitiful subordinates who were no longer willing to make trouble for him. Several followers were ashamed of a general amnesty, and quickly followed Daoran, and immediately became arrogant again.

"I don't want to waste time, I'll give you another last chance." Daoran said a lot. He liked to warn the other party like this, especially the reaction after the other party was dissatisfied with the warning, and then was beaten by himself. This feeling is really wonderful, it is simply the supreme level of bullying.

Lu Ping did not pay attention to his warning, but what made Daoran regret was that the guy in front of him was so calm. If he could shout with confidence, even if he was like Wen Yan's previous words and then knocked down by himself, that would be great! There was no reaction in this way, and it felt that there was no difference between hitting wooden stakes.

Daoran's interest was greatly reduced, and he really felt that he didn't want to waste his time.

"Get out!" He stepped forward, and then waved his slap.

As a result, Lu Ping raised his hand and grabbed Daoran's wrist.

"Hmph..." Daoran sneered. He used the powerful force and fifteen times of force without hesitation. He slapped Lu Ping's head with a powerful and courageous blow. Lu Ping's arm looked so slender and fragile than Daoran's thick and powerful arm.

这样挡?断掉吧!

Daoran ignored Lu Ping's stretched out hand, and he didn't think Lu Ping's power could make any obstacles to him.

Bang!

The slap was swinging, and his wrist first hit Lu Ping's palm, making a crisp sound.

居然没断?

Daoran was surprised that his slender and thin arm could actually withstand the heavy blow from his own force?

But no matter what, he would not stop slapping the slap. He continued to wave it, but he could not catch Lu Ping's head. Lu Ping lowered his head and flashed the slap, but his right hand was still pressed against Daoran's wrist, as if he was still preparing to throw Daoran out.

"Things that don't know how to live or die!" Daoran sneered again, and raised his arms directly into the air. Compared to Daoran, who was nearly two meters tall, Lu Ping looked very thin. His arm swung Lu Ping into the air. Daoran didn't feel any effort or had any resistance.

"Go to die!" he shouted, throwing Lu Ping towards the tree, but then he shouted out from his mouth.

"ah!!!"

With this scream, his arm suddenly dropped, and his other hand was conditioned reflexively supported. He seemed to have no strength to support him, and suddenly fell to the ground on one knee.

“疼疼疼,疼疼疼疼!!”

He shouted seven times in a row, all of which came from the mouth of nature. Because he really felt pain, he wanted to throw Lu Ping away, and then he felt that Lu Ping was tighter with his wrist. Then he heard a severe pain that he could not resist, which made him feel all his strength ejaculated.

Daoran knelt down. As tall as him, he looked more mighty than Lu Ping when he was half kneeling on the ground. His arm, which was raised in the air, was still held by Lu Ping's wrist. Lu Ping's hand could only hold the thick and strong wrist for half a circle, but everyone saw that Lu Ping's five fingers had been deeply trapped in the muscles of his wrists, and the muscles that were forcibly squeezed to both ends were bulging, like two horns.

Daoran was so angry that he almost shouted for help. The following followers who were accomplices of the tiger behind him turned pale. Lu Ping still looked calm without any reaction. He turned around and looked at Wen Yan: "What should I do?"
Chapter completed!
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