At 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fan had breakfast and walked leisurely towards the Zhazha Classroom.

Originally, he wanted to go to the library to check the information today and see if he could find a way to swallow the level 10 blood nucleus.

But since a new student is coming, Zhang Fan had to go to the classroom first, at least get to know the new student first.

No matter what, it is a teacher. If the teacher skips class on the first day of the new student just coming, it would be really unreasonable.

While walking, he checked the information of the freshman on the multi-function watch.

Teacher Zhang Yichen said that they were two students, but in fact they only gave information to one student.

Another said it would take two days to report.

"Well, 17 years old, a level 3 quasi-warrior, his talent is pretty good."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly and said.

At least unlike the four famous young masters and Wang Dong before, they are directly level 1 quasi-warriors.

"but……"

When Zhang Fanzheng continued to talk to himself, he saw at least fifty or sixty students surrounding the aisle in front.

Zhang Fan was a little confused and took a few steps.

I saw a student about 1.9 meters tall in the middle of the crowd, looking down at the other three students in front of me.

The three students Zhang Fan all had some impression that they were from the first grade Rocket Class.

And that tall student was very strong and had a bulge of muscles on his arms.

Especially his chest muscles can make most girls feel ashamed of themselves.

Zhang Fan recognized this guy. Isn’t this guy his new student?

What's the name?

Zhang Fan looked through the nanowatch again and then remembered: "It turned out to be Huo Juxiong, a very powerful and domineering name. But... it seems to be a problem child."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

At this time, Huo Juxiong looked down at the students in the Rocket Class and said, "Apology!"

The three Rocket Class students all widened their eyes: "What? We walked well, you suddenly ran over from the side and knocked us down. You still want us to apologize? Are you sick!"

Huo Juxiong laughed and said, "Just because of your last sentence, apologize!"

Zhang Fan was speechless.

If you hit someone and ask others to apologize, this guy is also a weird guy.

But the student who hit the Rocket Class, well, this one can have it.

The college has three grades, and the Rocket Class students in each grade all consider themselves geniuses and are superior.

When walking, nostrils are facing the sky.

Especially in the first grade Rocket Class, Zhang Fan had long been upset about them.

Seeing Huo Juxiong bullying them, Zhang Fanquan thought he was watching the show.

The three Rockets students saw Huo Juxiong being a little confused, and they all felt angry.

On weekdays, no other class dares to stand in front of Rocket class students.

This guy is so eyeless.

“What if we don’t apologize?”

Huo Juxiong laughed again, laughing like a bell: "Hahahaha, I'm sorry, my little fist is about to hit your chest."

As he said that, he punched him directly and rushed towards the Rocket Class student in the middle.

Those three Rocket Class students are all Level 3 Qualified Warriors.

The Rocket Class student in the middle snorted coldly: "I'm afraid of you?"

As he said that, he punched him up.

Bang—

With a dull sound, the Rocket Class students flew backwards five meters.

After landing, it was so painful that it curled into a ball and screamed in pain.

When the remaining two Rocket Class students saw it, they immediately shouted: "Looking for death!"

They all attacked Huo Juxiong.

Huo Juxiong laughed: "Good come!"

As he said, he flew backwards, covering his chest and screamed.

They looked at Huo Juxiong's fist that was so big that he was crying.

Didn’t you agree that the little fist hit our chest?

What the hell is this like a little fist?

It's obviously a hammer, okay?

Zhang Fan looked at him secretly and felt secretly happy.

Huo Juxiong deals with a quasi-warrior of his class, and he beats all three with one punch.

This guy is too powerful!

Although his level is level 3, this guy should be born with strong strength. With specialized power-based martial arts, his power may have vaguely exceeded that of level 4 quasi-warriors.

You can challenge level 4 quasi-warriors!

Well, I want such a student!

With this guy, the chances of winning the championship in the freshman two months later increased a lot.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan said hello: "Huo Juxiong..."

Huo Juxiong originally wanted to walk up and add a few more punches to the students in the Rocket Class.

Hearing Zhang Fan's scream, he suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Fan's position: "Who?!"

Zhang Fan separated the crowd and walked out.

When Huo Juxiong saw this, he laughed and said, "You call me? I also want my little fist to hit your chest?"

As he said that, without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, he took a step forward and punched Zhang Fan.

The punch actually caused a whirring sound.

Zhang Fan was stunned.

Is this guy okay?

Why do you want to hit someone’s chest when you meet someone?

But when I thought of the information I saw just now, I said that this guy’s problem is that he likes fighting too much.

His liking for fighting was almost as morbid as he was.

Just one or two sentences are wrong, you have to take action directly.

The reason why I didn’t come to the college a month before school started was that on the day of school, I went to a group fight with a group of people.

The matter was serious and he was detained for one month.

Unexpectedly, I just released it, and even this kind of virtue, I was really drunk.

However, since you dare to attack Zhang Fan, you're embarrassed.

Zhang Fan suppressed his power to the level of a level 3 quasi-warrior without saying a word.

The right fist directly hit the guy's fist.

Bang—

Huo Juxiong's mighty body suddenly flew backwards twenty meters away like a huge rock thrown out.

Several students watching the fun were almost unable to avoid it and were hit.

After Huo Juxiong landed, he covered his pained right fist and raised his head. When he looked at Zhang Fan, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

No one in his own fist can stop him at all.

The kid's own power is obviously at level 3, but how could he suddenly burst out with such a strong power?

"puff--"

Huo Juxiong spit out the mud in his mouth, jumped up and cursed: "I dare to hit me, I punch you in my chest!"

As he said that, he shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan could clearly feel that this guy's power had increased by at least twice.

If his power was vaguely higher than the level 4 quasi-warrior just now, then now he can completely gain the upper hand against the level 4 quasi-warrior.
To be continued...