Zhuge Qingrou trembled all over, turned around and said with a forced smile: "Hey, Brother Qiang, you are here too, what a coincidence."
Three men and one woman came over. They were all about fourteen or fifteen years old, but they were wearing training clothes and looking very majestic.
The leading boy said: "Sister Zhu, I heard that you have a mental illness. If you don't stay at home, why did you run out?"
Zhuge Qingrou's face turned pale: "I'm not mentally ill..."
"Hahaha!" Several people burst into laughter, "Stop pretending, it's spread throughout the school."
Zhuge pursed his lips softly, as if he was about to cry.
Li Xuan stepped forward, gently hugged her shoulders, and said calmly: "Rourou, are these all your classmates? Why don't you introduce them to me?"
Those people were stunned, looking at Li Xuan up and down with doubtful expressions on their faces.
Li Xuan is so handsome, his facial features are too handsome to find any fault. After this period of practice, his figure has become straight and strong, exuding a masculine spirit from the inside out.
Although the three boys are taller and much stronger than their peers, compared with Li Xuan, they look as immature as a few children without all their hair.
As for that girl, her eyes widened when she saw Li Xuan, and she almost bloomed into two flowers.
Li Xuan put his hand on his shoulder, and Zhuge Qingrou seemed to be blessed with strength and forced out a bright smile.
"Brother Xuan, let me introduce you. This is Mi Qiang, this is Hua Wei, this is Bao Xiaofeng, and this is Yi Jia. They are all my classmates."
"Hello, I am Rourou's friend, my name is Li Xuan." Li Xuan smiled harmlessly and the sun was shining brightly.
Yi Jia blushed and said softly: "So handsome..."
Mi Qiang's face looked a little ugly: "What's the use of being handsome? Can you be used as food?"
Li Xuan knew that these people should be the ones bullying Zhuge Qingrou. They turned out to be children.
The dignified Luo Jinxian actually came to scare a few children. If word spread, how would he lose face?
When he was thinking about how to give them a warning to stop bullying Zhuge Qingrou, there was a commotion at the door.
A group of people walked in.
First there were two rows of young men and women wearing white training uniforms, all of them brave and upright, full of energy.
They walked into the hall, stood in two rows on the left and right, bowed towards the door and said: "Welcome to the chief!"
Many people in the hall were excited, and they also bowed towards the door: "Welcome to the chief!"
Looking around, Li Xuan and Zhuge Qingrou were the only ones in the hall who did not bow, which seemed very awkward.
A tall and handsome man walked in. He was different from the others. His training uniform was pure black, and he was also wearing a large cloak. He walked in with an imposing manner as if there was no one around.
The only shortcoming is that his palms are covered with thick bandages.
"Chief Tan!"
"Senior Brother Tan!"
"Senior Brother Xiaoxiao!"
Many people screamed, especially some female practitioners, who opened their eyes wide and couldn't help but scream.
Li Xuan looked at the person coming with a little surprise. Isn't this the person who had his metacarpal bone broken and stuffed into the claw machine in the game hall of Qianda Mall a while ago?
Now that I think about it, this man claimed to be the chief of some martial arts school at that time. It turned out that he was not bragging but was real.
Is this too weak?
Tan Xiao walked slowly towards the center of the hall, waving his hands all the way, looking like a big star meeting fans.
While walking, Tan Xiao suddenly staggered and almost fell.
Everyone was stunned, not knowing what was happening.
Tan Xiao looked at the man and woman in the crowd with his mouth open. Although the girl was a little pale and thin, she could tell that she was a beautiful woman with great potential.
The man is more handsome than Tan Xiao.
What matters is not the appearance of the man and the woman, but the scene where Tan Xiao will never forget being humiliated by a man.
That day, Tan Xiao’s head was stuffed in the claw machine, keeping company with the escaped rabbit...
Enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and a trace of malice flashed in Tan Xiao's eyes.
Very good, since you have come to my territory, don't even think about leaving completely. I will leave you with a painful memory!
Tan Xiao walked to the center of the hall with a sullen face.
The students cheered and gathered around him, forming a circle with stars holding the moon in their hands, all looking at him with anticipation and admiration.
"Hello, fellow students," Tan Xiaodao said.
There was a burst of cheers and applause from all around.
Tan Xiao spread his hands to signal everyone to quiet down.
"Welcome to Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall and participate in my instruction class. I know that many students have been waiting for this day for a long time. Please rest assured that today I will show you my real skills and show you what the real Baji is.
Fist!" Tan Xiaodao.
There was another storm of applause.
Tan Xiao continued: "Well, let me ask a question first. Does any of you know what the purpose of our Bajiquan is, what are its characteristics, and what are the key points of our practice?"
Many people raised their hands and wanted to answer.
Tan Xiao did not click on them, but looked across the crowd and landed on Li Xuan and Zhuge Qingrou.
Suddenly, Tan Xiao raised his hand and pointed at Li Xuan and said: "This one is a bit unfamiliar. It's his first time attending the class. Why don't you tell me your understanding of Bajiquan."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Xuan, and many people were very envious of him for having the opportunity to answer Tan Xiao's questions.
Li Xuan thought to himself, I didn't trouble you, but you came to trouble me. Do you want to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Prison Rabbit again?
Li Xuan really couldn't answer Tan Xiao's question because he didn't understand martial arts.
Li Xuan is a cultivator of immortality.
He has no idea about the relatively low-level power of martial arts.
Even if he knew, Li Xuan would not answer.
According to the realm of martial arts, Tan Xiao is a master of Ming Jin. Both in terms of physical fitness and energy, he is much stronger than ordinary people. There is also a trace of inner energy flowing in the body, which proves that he is indeed good at martial arts.
Once you have entered the door, you are not a swindler.
It's a pity that it's only compared to ordinary people.
In Li Xuan's eyes, Tan Xiao is no different from an ant crawling on the ground. Is an ant qualified to ask questions to humans?
What's more, Tan Xiao's character is questionable, and Li Xuan is even more lazy to pay attention to him.
Seeing Li Xuan's expressionless face and no response, Tan Xiao sneered. This was exactly the result he wanted.
"Why don't you answer? Your Majesty looks down on me? Or do you still look down on Bajiquan?" Tan Xiao deliberately lit a fire and wanted to make Li Xuan a target of public criticism.
Sure enough, there was an uproar all around, and many people started making sarcastic remarks.
Especially some of Zhuge Qingrou's classmates danced the most happily.
"Hey, Chief Tan is asking you something. Are you mute? Why don't you answer?"
"No manners at all. This is basic martial ethics. If you don't understand martial arts, why should you practice martial arts?"
"Chief Tan gave me personal guidance. What a great opportunity, why don't you cherish it?"
"Haha, it turns out he is a pig brother, no wonder he is with a pig girl!"