I practice martial arts, and it’s normal to be invincible billions of times, right?

"Life does not wait, some people are born strong, and some people need to change their lives against the sky!" Yan

Fei woke up from his dream, and the noisy sound disturbed his sweet dream.

"Eh, have you chosen a good school for the college entrance examination?" Yan

Fei rubbed his eyes and raised his head, and the annoying words came from the men in front of him.

"Hey, I don't accept this school with good soil ability, I plan to apply for a teacher and come out to be a teacher.

A man with his back combed looked at Yan Fei who had just woken up with a strange smile.

"You are also a spiritual cultivator with Zai Cai's ability, aren't you

Yan Fei?" was already very unhappy to be woken up Yan Fei, and he was even more angry when he was told by people about yin and yang.

Yan Fei slapped the table, stood up abruptly and pointed at the man on his back

: "Wang Ying, you don't want to be weird!" Wang Ying put on an innocent expression: "Let's talk about spiritual cultivators, what are you anxious about?"

The dog leg beside him hurriedly answered: "Wang Shao, have you forgotten? Yan Fei is a martial arts cultivator." "

The most garbage kind~

" deliberately lengthened his voice when he reached the word "most rubbish", which caused a burst of ridicule in the class.

Yan Fei was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and his fists were clenched, but what was the use of this?

It was an objective fact that a martial cultivator could not defeat a spiritual cultivator, and no one could reverse it.

A pathetic person like Yan Fei can only swallow his anger.

Three years ago, Yan Fei entered the ninth middle school of spiritual cultivation and officially started the three years of being bullied.

Wang Ying's family is in business, and he is a fire cultivator.

Relying on the identity of the rich second-generation plus spiritual cultivator, he gathered a group of little hooligans to act recklessly.

The point is to bully Yan Fei, a martial arts cultivator, and even make Yan Fei make a fool of himself in front of the girls he likes.

Yan Fei would often be slapped, kicked to the ground, splashed with water, paint, and abused.

If I had the power, I would be bullied by this kind of garbage? I would become a laughing stock? I

am not convinced!

Yan Fei was angry in his heart, and his face became even more gloomy, showing incomparably terrifying.

[Ding!Sensing the host's strong demand

for B, the system is successfully bound!] [Celebrate!The new king is born!Load B to your heart's content!Become

the king of B!] What?What is the king of B?Excuse yourself to pretend to be B?Make an international joke!

The sudden noise in his head made Yan Fei stunned, and he looked around, looking for who was joking with him.

There is no spiritual cultivator in the class, could it be from the next class?

[This is not a joke!To prove this system, the power point is +99!]

For a moment, Yan Fei only felt an electric current gushing out of his heart and swimming throughout his body.

Yan

Fei only felt full of strength, which was more energetic than eating a box of Snickers with pulsation.

"It turned out to be true, hey, hey, hey... It's so cool!"

Everyone was stunned by Yan Fei's smirk, how could they be so happy to be scolded?

Wang Ying couldn't help but continue to mock when he saw that Yan Fei was still smirking when he didn't return his mouth.

"What are you smiling at, Yan Da fool? You see, this stupid X is still laughing when he is scolded!" Yan

Fei came back to his senses from his joy, stepped out of the table with a confident face, and walked towards the king.

He writhed his fists as he walked, but that didn't catch everyone's attention.

When you're weak enough, no one will be afraid of you.

Can humans be afraid of the impotent rage of hamsters? Humans just find angry hamsters more cute.

Wang Ying hadn't noticed that Yan Fei had already arrived in front of him, and he was still complaining to the people around him.

"Yan Da Fool is really worthy of being a big fool, I guess I am now in my mind to win my little essay!" caused

everyone to burst into laughter again, and Yan Fei had already walked in front of Wang Ying at this time.

He slowly sat down on the table behind Wang Ying, with a strong smile on his face.

"You don't know what Yan Da Fool is like..."

Ahhhhhh

This palm broke up his well-groomed big back.

A few doglegs saw that Wang Ying was beaten, and it was Yan Fei who beat him, so they stretched out their hands and wanted to fight back.

The little brother who complained that Yan Fei was garbage took the lead, and then was kicked in the chest and flew out three meters away.

Everyone was shocked, and a few younger brothers rushed towards Yan Fei again.

The first dog leg that pounced on it was rounded by Yan Fei, and it was a mouthful.

The whole person was like a meteor hitting the wall, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and six or seven teeth were broken.

The rest of them all hesitated, no one expected Yan Fei to be so fierce.

In just a few seconds, Yan Fei made a move.

With his hands stretched out, he instantly knocked several people away, and those who resisted the beating could still wail, and those who did not resist the beating fainted instantly.

Everyone was frightened by Yan Fei's fierce appearance like a vicious tiger, including Wang Ying.

Others stopped, but Yan Fei didn't.

He raised his hand and slapped it on Wang Ying's face, making a crisp hitting sound.

"Ahh

Yan Fei opened his bow left and right, pumping thirty or forty mouths in a row, turning Wang Ying's face into a pig's head.

By the time he got over it, Wang Ying couldn't recognize it as a person.

A famous brand was torn one after another, and the already unsightly face was bruised and purple.

In this way, he played the role of a criminal who was violently beaten by the people, without makeup, and acted in his true colors.

Yan Fei was addicted to it, got up and walked to his seat.

Everyone was frightened by Yan Fei's cruel methods, and they didn't dare to come out, and stayed in place and looked at Yan Fei.

Wang Ying's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a faint blue flame gathered in his hand.

This is one of his skills, the Flame Palm, to lie down for at least a few days.

"You go die!" Wang Ying raised his hand violently and smashed the fireball in his hand towards Yan Fei.

The next second he will regret his decision.

Yan Fei suddenly came with a roundabout kick and kicked the fireball back in Wang Ying's direction.

"Ahh

The fireball was kicked by Yan Fei, and it burned more fully, turning from red to a large yellowed fireball.

The fireball instantly hit Wang Ying's chest, sending him flying several meters.

Before Wang Ying could react, he received another kick in the chest.

Yan Fei had already arrived in front of him, and kicked him in the chest.

This kick almost kicked Wang Ying to death, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Yan Fei grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, grabbing his hand with his other hand.

"Tell you, don't mess with me, I have a hundred ways to make you die a bad death!" As

he spoke, Wang Ying's captured hand burst into flames again, and everyone thought that Wang Ying was going to fight back.

But Wang Ying's eyes were full of panic, and his hands were twitching.

Everyone was a little puzzled, and I don't know who came to say a word.

"Could it be... Wasn't this fire used by

Wang Ying?" "Isn't it?" Could it be Yan Fei?" "Yan Fei can actually control other people's abilities?"

Everyone couldn't

help but feel a chill on their backs, and they saw that Wang Ying's whole body was twitching, like a frightened puppy.

"Help, help!" the

king couldn't stop crying for help, and the twitching of his body became more violent.

The fireball in his hand grew wildly at a rate visible to the naked eye.