Super pretentious system

Regarding Qian Qiuyang's words, before Wang Yuan could say anything, the people on the playground began to chatter: "Look, someone seems to be right over there."

"Yeah, that man seems to be Qian Qiuyang, a sophomore. Besides, I heard that Qian Qiuyang seems to be doing well with the people in the sports academy, and there is a relative who is a gangster outside, which is not very good." mess with people."

"That guy Qian Qiuyang is a little rogue, he dares to bully others all day long. I heard that Liu Xia was hired by such a rogue."

"Okay, stop talking, it's troublesome to be heard by him."

"Hey, it's tragic that even this person has provoked this rascal, he must be an ignorant freshman."

Obviously, they usually avoid people like Qian Qiuyang, and they don't like it very much.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be coercive, gaining 5 points of pretense, and 85 points remaining."

Hearing the system's voice in his ears, Wang Yuan also looked at Qian Qiuyang who raised his head with disdain, and said, "If you want to hit, hit, if you don't hit, get out. There's so much nonsense."

"What's more..."

His eyes suddenly became sharp, he took a step forward, kicked Qian Qiuyang on the chest, kicked him to the ground, pointed at his arrogance, and said: "My name is also his. Mom is what a piece of trash like you can call me?"

"Damn it, who is this, so fierce? How dare you go up and do it?"

"Yeah, not to mention that Qian Qiuyang is not easy to mess with. There are teachers on the playground, so he's not afraid of being punished?"

Those who watched from the sidelines were also a little shocked by Wang Yuan's domineering determination.

As Qian Qiuyang fell under the attack, Liu Xia, who was the first to react, stretched out her long pointed nails, scratched Wang Yuan's neck, and shouted coquettishly, "If you dare to hit Qiuyang, I will kill you!" you."

She came here a little suddenly, so Wang Yuan didn't expect it, so she scratched three scratches on her neck directly.

However, even so, she still didn't give up, wanting to continue hitting Wang Yuan.

While waving wildly, the long nails seemed to be aimed at Wang Yuan's eyeballs.

'Snapped. '

However, before she could go any further, a phantom flew over even more swiftly, and slapped her cheek fiercely, throwing her whole body out.

"Damn it, don't think I won't hit you if you're a woman."

Taking a sudden step forward, Wang Yuan cast an angry glance at Liu Xia who was beaten to the ground, then touched the wound on his neck, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn crazy woman."

Qian Qiuyang, who was kicked on the ground by Wang Yuan, also stood up when he saw this scene and shouted: "Fuck, whoever dares to sneak attack me and beat me, I will kill you."

As he said that, he also struck towards Wang Yuan.

Humph.

Wang Yuan couldn't help humming softly in his heart. Wang Yuan glanced at Qian Qiuyang lightly, saw his attack in slow motion in his eyes, and said, "It's just such a trick, how dare you make a fool of yourself in front of grandpa?"

After the words fell, he took a step forward, seemingly dangerous and skillfully dodging Qian Qiuyang's blow.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuan directly hit Qian Qiuyang's jaw with an uppercut, sending his whole body into the air and throwing him back.

The teeth in his mouth were even more shattered, and blood splashed out directly.

After a successful blow, Wang Yuan didn't stop for a moment, and quickly stepped forward again, punching Qian Qiuyang who was still in the air, and knocked him to the ground heavily.

Immediately, he stabilized his figure, cast his eyes on Qian Qiuyang, who fell to the ground and howled, as if condescending, and said: "Tell you, I hate people pointing at me the most, and what the hell is that?" In front of girls, you're a dick!"

He also directly returned the two words Qian Qiuyang said about him just now that he was 'a dick'.

"I'll go, who is this, so awesome? There is no one else with this momentum and words."

"I don't know. If it's an old student, there's no reason why Qian Qiuyang doesn't know him. It should be a freshman."

During their discussion, the system's voice also sounded: "Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, the anti-pretendence is successful, and you have gained 10 points of pretense, and the remaining negative is 75 points."

At the same time, a tall and strong figure in the distance, wearing white casual clothes, a masculine man full of mature charm, stepped forward and said with a loud smile: "Haha, Wang Yuan, your kid's martial arts, See you."

"Isn't that Hong Tiandong? Why is he here?" A bystander couldn't help but ask Hong Tiandong who was walking.

Hong Tiandong, a man of the school, is not only the president of the Hongquan club, but also the vice president of the basketball club. The basketball team he leads has won dozens of competitions, big and small.

For this point, even the freshman Wang Yuan was shocked.

"I don't know why he came." The woman next to the man shook her head, suddenly remembered something, and said, "What did he call just now, Wang Yuan? That new student is Wang Yuan?"

In her opinion, if it was really Wang Yuan, it would be fun.

After all, Wang Yuan just had a conflict with Taekwondo, and Hong Quan, on behalf of Gu Wu, had many conflicts with Taekwondo, Judo Club, and Karate on weekdays.

I don't know what Hong Tiandong is planning to do.

While they were confused, Hong Tiandong walked in front of Wang Yuan, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Student Wang Yuan, I have admired your name for a long time."

"Senior Hong Tiandong's name, I don't need to look up for a long time to know."

Faced with the other party's handshake, Wang Yuan didn't think too much, and after making a joke, he directly extended his hand to shake hands.

However, when he held hands with Hong Tiandong, he realized that it was not good, because Hong Tiandong had no intention of letting go of his hand.

That appearance seemed to hold him tightly.

The next moment, feeling the strength from the palm of his hand, although Wang Yuan's mind moved slightly, but on the surface, he didn't seem to feel it. He just quietly looked at Hong Tiandong who was also smiling at him.

"Do you want to compete?"

With a little thought in his heart, the strength in Wang Yuan's hands gradually increased.

As far as he is concerned, the martial arts of the great master, coupled with the internal strength of the Quanzhen Sect, how can the strength used be comparable to Hong Tiandong who is just peeping at the scene in front of him?

Even though Hong Tiandong is the main strength trainer, there is still a big gap compared with Wang Yuan.

Therefore, when Wang Yuan began to increase his strength gradually, the face of the smiling Hong Tiandong also changed, and the strength in his hand was struggling to support.

At the back, blue veins began to protrude on the palm of the hand, and the whole hand was a little flushed, and the bronze-colored muscles on the arm were even more tense.

After such a stalemate for a while, Hong Tiandong felt the cold sweat on his temples and finally let out a laugh, let go of his strength, and said, "It's better to see once than to hear about it for a long time. Junior Wang Yuan is indeed very talented, extraordinary."

Facing his words, Wang Yuan, who felt the strength in his hand being withdrawn, also let go of his hand, allowing the other party to withdraw his hand, and politely said: "Senior, you are welcome."

"Where you say what you say."

Hong Tiandong put the sore hand behind his back without showing any trace, rubbed it lightly, and said with a smile: "Student, you are still too modest."