I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 290 Old Fifth, the prestige remains the same as before!

Everyone in the taekwondo club was silent.

"Xin Zhao!"

Pang Wei, who was standing in the middle, shouted.

"Father is here." Xin Zhao tilted his head, glanced at Pang Wei and grinned, "Isn't he good at talking, why did he look like a mute just now."

"You are really getting more and more crazy." Pang Wei narrowed his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, Xin Zhao slapped him across the face with his hands.

"Not only am I crazy, I even slapped you, are you angry?"

"Xin Zhao, what the hell are you..."

With another slap, Xin Zhao stood in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I slapped you again, are you angry?"

"Brother Viagra, we don't have the same knowledge as him." A member of the Taekwondo Club grabbed Pang Wei's arm, "This kind of person is destined not to be able to make it to the stage. Nothing."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, you reminded me!"

Xin Zhao clapped his hands suddenly, and kicked Pang Wei and a few people from the Taekwondo club.

Kick them all to the ground.

He just moved his wrist back and forth and twisted his neck twice.

"If you wait until you enter the martial arts academy, wouldn't I be the one who gets bullied in the future? I have to get enough knowledge first!"

"You say, don't you?!"

Xin Zhao, who lowered his head, spoke softly, and immediately punched Pang Wei and the others hard.

Try not to beep if you can.

Why not talk about those who have nothing, just do it!

Xin Zhao is purely using physical strength to fight this kind of salted fish who have not yet started martial arts, so using spiritual power will not bully them too much.

Played for more than three minutes.

Looking at the terribly beaten guys on the ground, Xin Zhao squatted in front of them with a grin.

"You said I did it right?"

Just as he was about to reach out his hand, several members of the Taekwondo Club shrank back subconsciously.

"Do not be afraid."

"We are all classmates, beating you is enough, how can I have the heart to hurt you again."

Patting the other person on the shoulder, Xin Zhao just slapped him across the face.

"It's really beautiful."

"Twice more."

With another two slaps, Xin Zhao looked at them with a smile.

"Do you want to take it?"

"Xin Zhao, don't be shy. If you have the ability, you can kill us right now, or you will feel better when we enter the Martial Arts Academy."

"I was quite scared when I said it, but unfortunately, you haven't entered yet."

It was just a slap to the bone, Xin Zhao squinted his eyes and looked around.

"It's not that I look down on you."

"Just like you, if you step into martial arts, you will be beaten."

"You still want to trouble me when you step into martial arts?"

"Zhou Muyan is a good buddy in my dormitory. Do you believe that a wind blade will cut off your heads to make a chamber pot?"

After spitting, Xin Zhao came to Pang Wei again and grabbed his collar.

"How about it, did you beat me?"

"Seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied, they yelled at me in the concert hall to fight me again, have you seen the result now?"

Xin Zhao sighed and raised his hand to straighten Pang Wei's clothes.

"I'll give you another chance to challenge me."

"You decide the time. If you are still beaten like this by then, lower your posture when you see me in the future."

"They're all classmates, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Heh, you dare to wait for me to step into martial arts?!" Pang Wei's eyes flashed fiercely, and Xin Zhao shrugged, "It depends on whether I get in or not. I don't like to suffer the most."

After patting Pang Wei's face twice, Xin Zhao took out 1000 yuan from his wallet and patted Pang Wei's chest.

"Master, it's cool, medical bills!"

"There are several of you, two hundred and five each."

Xin Zhao took a breath and walked towards the dormitory, Qiu Yuankai and the others standing behind were stunned.

Fifth child, the prestige remains the same as before!

Go back to dorms.

Xin Zhao was sitting on the bed and flipping through his "Qinglian Sword Immortal Art".

This is the only swordsmanship manga that Xin Zhao seems to have some insight into. He will naturally continue to read it, maybe sometime he will have a flash of inspiration.

"Old Five, you are running too fast!"

Qiu Yuankai and the others ran back to the dormitory out of breath, "We chased you so hard but we didn't catch up."

"Don't run away after beating someone, are you still waiting for them to beat me?" Xin Zhao gave them a blank look, "You guys are really good at it, just talk about it, why didn't you do it just now."

"We don't see you at a disadvantage, what are you doing up there?" Bi Tianze curled his lips.

"That's right, you don't need to beat them with salty fish." Xin Zhao couldn't help gasping, probably because he had collected too much blood, which made him a little tired, "But if you see ruthless ones in the future, you will have go up."

"Don't worry, we can still make you suffer?" Lang Gaoyuan said brightly.

"I think it's possible."

Xin Zhao half-joked, put the cheat book on the bedside and sat up.

"How are you, can you enter the Martial Arts Academy?"

"There should be no problem." Bi Tianze said while crawling on the bed, "We thought about it when we took the blood just now. The blood collection should be to test whether there is any spiritual energy in the blood. Didn't the principal say that the spiritual energy is pouring in? The few of us practiced before. What you absorb should be spiritual energy."

"What department do you think it will be?" Zhao said.

"Musha."

Liang Zhixin, who also went to bed, spoke.

"Although the few of us practice in various ways, the elemental control, mental power, healing, and rhythm performed on stage are not in line with our situation. We should all be warriors, but the categories may be different."

"Yes, the boss should be the strength type, the fourth child should be the agility type, and the second child and I..."

Lang Gaoyuan glanced at Bi Tianze, "I don't know what type it is yet."

Not to mention, these roommates of Xin Zhao still have something.

They were able to think of this when everyone knew only a little about it. God let them practice with just a few cheat books, and it was really not for nothing.

"It's you, the fifth one, what should you do?"

Qiu Yuankai said while sitting and doing push-ups.

"If Pang Wei enters martial arts, although we can protect you, we can't follow you all the time. And this martial art, no one knows how talented everyone is after entering. If Pang Wei is more talented than us..."

"If he can enter, can't I?" Xin Zhao was speechless.

"Fifth, don't be unwilling to listen to what I said. You look like a fool on that stage, and you don't seem like someone who can step into martial arts." Bi Tianze grinned.

"I transfer schools, I go to another city, is that okay?" Zhao Dao said.

"That's one way." Liang Zhixin nodded, "It's just that we are not in the same city, so it will be difficult to meet in the future."

"I didn't say that, you have no confidence in me, how can you fight if you don't see me?" Xin Zhao punched on the bed, as if standing in front of them were Pang Wei and others.

"Being able to fight doesn't mean awakening." Lang Gaoyuan poured cold water on him.

"I'm the masked hero!" Xin Zhao stared.

"Look, it's coming again." Several people spread their hands helplessly, "If you were a masked hero, wouldn't you be able to lift stones and logs?"

"I……"

Idiot characters ruin life.

Ding Chengli asked him to act like a pig on stage, which made him a pig in the whole school.

"You still don't believe it. When Lao Liu comes back, you can ask Lao Liu if I am a masked hero."

Boom! !

The door of the dormitory was kicked open, and Zhou Muyan walked to the dormitory with the People's Medal pinned to his chest.

"Hey, Sixth, you came back just in time. Tell them, am I a masked hero? Were we together in the music hall?"

"Is he?" Qiu Yuankai and the others also asked.

"Him?" Zhou Muyan glanced at Xin Zhao, and snorted coldly, "Masked hero, is he worthy?!"

(End of this chapter)