Chapter 363 Slap in the face, keep slapping in the face

Meng Xiaobei flicked his wrist, wanting to fistfight with the opponent, and then retreated, not wanting to cause further harm to the opponent.

Keeping a low profile as long as possible is her basic principle. The greater the reputation, the more disadvantageous it will be for her. After all, the ubiquitous hyenas are still chasing her everywhere.

Before he even took a step forward, he saw Chen Jianbin's unpredictable left fist coming towards him. The speed was so fast that he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

It's just that he is very fast, and Meng Xiaobei is faster than him.

His right hand was obviously about to touch her clothes, but it was delayed by a few tenths of a second.

You actually spent all your money?

Damn it, why is the person missing? Chen Jianbin was wondering when his punch missed, but he was suddenly slapped on the back.

Meng Xiaobei flew behind him in an instant with lightning speed.

"Bang~!"

Just like before, Chen Jianbin flew forward a lot, his chest and abdomen touching the ground, leaving a long mark, which only made the playground dusty.

There was another exclamation of surprise from all around.

Xiao Han and Jian Shufan couldn't close their jaws together for a long time. Is this really a girl from their class? Are you sure she's not an alien? Only Chen Ran looked calm, folding his arms and watching quietly, with a subtle smile at the corner of his mouth.

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But the black-faced god was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth for a long time before saying: "What's wrong with Instructor Chen? He rushed to the street before the fight started. Isn't this too... too modest?"

Not only what he said, all the students and instructors present looked at the scene in disbelief. Those who were shouting for Meng Xiaobei just now began to worry about instructor Chen.

Chen Jianbin was lying on the ground unable to move this time. He was the instructor and captain of the army, and it was really humiliating to be tortured like this by a girl.

The black-faced god glanced at Chen Jianbin and shook his head.

You are really overestimating your abilities. Do you think girls should be humble? You don’t even look at the other person. Can you afford to be humble?

He was glad that he came with him for inspection today.

It is crucial to stop the loss in time. It is probably not too late to help him get his face back now.

It has been a long time since the black-faced god met a master worthy of discussion. The punches Meng Xiaobei just used greatly aroused his desire to challenge.

He rolled up his sleeves, took off his hat and threw it away, and said to Chen Ran, "I'll go meet her."

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Ran to respond, he had already strode to the center of the field in one stride.

In the center of the field, two military doctors came from the infirmary after hearing the news, helped Chen Jianbin up from the ground, and carried him away from the scene, one on the left and the other on the right.

"This classmate is a good puncher," the black-faced god stood at the spot where Chen Jianbin fell just now, clasping his fists at Meng Xiaobei, "Do you dare to fight with me?"

On the other side of the venue, several instructors who were leading the onlookers had their eyes widened.

The Black-faced God is actually willing to take action?

Chen Ran still watched calmly, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked at Meng Xiaobei in the middle of the field.

He had learned the skills of the Black-faced God, and he was the only one among these instructors who had ever fought to a tie with him.

While thinking, the black-faced god had already begun to gather his breath and energy, slightly bent his knees, and gathered his inner energy into his fists.

The bow has been drawn, and there is no turning back.

Hitting one is still a fight, hitting two is still a fight. Anyway, the fight has already begun. If the fight doesn't continue, the other party will probably not let her rest in peace.

Meng Xiaobei could only accept the challenge.

When he saw the opponent's posture, he knew he was a powerful character, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he immediately opened his posture.

Hold your breath and concentrate, searching for the opponent's flaws.

Just as he stood still, the black-faced god immediately let out a few chain punches. Suddenly, a series of fierce punches turned into a group of chain fist shadows, wrapping up the opponent's energy, roaring, roaring... in the blink of an eye.

Without any hint of humility.

Boom boom boom. The air waves are rolling!

Before the person arrives, the punch arrives first, and the person who is just shaking is dazzled and overwhelmed.

There was silence all around, and all the students and instructors watching had their eyes wide open.

In terms of strength, Meng Xiaobei may not be the opponent of the Black-faced God.

Only a fool would take such a powerful punch!

Hide, hide, hide.

Meng Xiaobei's biggest characteristic is that he is fast, fast, quick in attack, and naturally quick in avoiding, so fast that he does not even leave an afterimage.

Suddenly left, suddenly right, sometimes up, sometimes down.

Appear unexpectedly in any direction of the opponent.

The Black-faced God always thought that his next punch would definitely hit the opponent, but he missed every time.

I just feel that Meng Xiaobei's figure is everywhere in the world, virtual and real, and I can't tell which one is the other's true identity.

The black-faced god tried his best to regain his face. He exerted all his strength. Every time he took a step, it was like a King Kong stepping on the ground, and the ground immediately sank into a pit.

The few punches just now contained strong internal energy. Although they did not hit Meng Xiaobei, the shock wave generated by the fist wave was not small. Meng Xiaobei felt the wind blowing in his ears, and the energy and blood in his body surged.

A few meters away, the aftermath was rippling, and onlookers closer could feel strong winds passing by.

Meng Xiaobei's avoidance was light and flexible, with ease.

The Black Faced God's attack consumes a huge amount of internal energy. If the battle continues like this, his internal energy will be exhausted sooner or later.

He made a feint, gathered his breath, and paused for a moment.

Everyone onlookers opened their mouths wide and were silent, all worried about Meng Xiaobei.

Presumably the name of the Black-faced God has been heard among them for a long time.

The black-faced god took a short rest and concentrated his inner energy into his fists again. He had to win quickly, and the longer he delayed, the worse it would be for him.

"Use your kung fu, what's the point of hiding here and there?" the black-faced god roared.

Meng Xiaobei did not answer the question.

Carefully observe the subtle changes in the other party and discover the fatal flaw of the Black-faced God.

It's strong and fast, but it's not flexible enough and consumes energy very quickly.

Meng Xiaobei didn't need to rest at all, and didn't want to give the opponent a chance to breathe. This time he adopted an active attack tactic. With lightning speed, he used a sweeping mantis kick and went straight to the opponent's base.

The speed was so fast that the onlookers could not see anything clearly, they only saw her turning into a shadow.

The shadow passed by the black-faced god, and only a dull sound of "bang~" was heard, and the other person fell to the ground.

The black-faced god never expected that Meng Xiaobei would take the initiative to attack.

When I reacted, I was half a beat too late. I didn't even know how I fell to the ground. I just felt heartbreaking pain in my knees.

The students onlookers once again let out an overwhelming exclamation.

"Holy shit!!"

"The Black-Faced God was actually defeated!"

"How did she do it?"

"I don't know. The officer was lying on the ground just fine."

"You two police officers, what's going on? You're not so pity for Xiangxiang and Xiyu, right?"

"Why did everyone fall to the ground without taking any action?"

"Is she poisonous?"

The black-faced god looked extremely ugly, and was quite unconvinced by his defeat. In his opinion, only one and a half straight moves can make people convinced.

But his knee was probably seriously injured, and it was very difficult to stand up. In the end, he was carried away by the staff of the infirmary.

Chen Ran didn't care about the black-faced god's injury. He showed a knowing smile and looked at Meng Xiaobei for a second.

Several instructors were injured, and Meng Xiaobei's name quickly spread among the students and special training soldiers.

At the end of the two-week military training, everyone remembered nothing but one awesome and coaxing figure: Meng Xiaobei.
Chapter completed!