Look down on security? Little Iron Fist is here!

"Wooden vine entanglement!"

I saw that Fang Ping had already rushed to Qin Yu's body in an instant, and it was like dozens of huge fists the size of basketballs instantly smashing towards Qin Yu.

However, Fang Ping did not completely lose his mind.

Considering the identity of the other party's grandfather, he did not use his full strength in this punch, only used about seventy percent of his strength.

But he felt that this seventy percent force, at least let him lie in the hospital bed for half a year is no problem at all!

However, just as he was about to punch, the ground where he stood suddenly broke through the ground, entwining his huge body in an instant.

Fang Ping's color remained unchanged, and he smiled coldly.

If you want to use this little wooden vine to stop me, it is pure wishful thinking!

Then, with a sudden force, he wanted to tear these wooden vines apart.

However, something magical happened.

No matter how hard he tried, these wooden vines were like the tight curse on the top of Nima Sun Wukong's head, and there was no sign of breaking free at all, but they became tighter and tighter, and even made him feel a little suffocated.

"Huh!?"

Fang Ping's eyebrows raised slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This was the first time that anyone his age could bind him to such a death.

He couldn't help but look down at Qin Yu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and sneered:

"I underestimate you, you kid still has two brushes."

"But do you think you can completely control me just by that? Joke!

Fang Ping froze, and suddenly burst into a roar, a wave of qi that was even more violent than before suddenly spread out, and the ground on which he stood instantly cracked, spreading and cracking quickly like a spider's web!

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and hurriedly retreated to avoid it.

Good fellow, this terrifying momentum, don't say it's a martial artist, let's say it's a martial artist, they all believe it!

"Roar——!!!"

With a terrifying roar that resounded through the sky, the dozen wooden vines that were wrapped around Fang Ping's body also cracked apart inch by inch and scattered to the ground.

Fang Ping gasped a few times, sweat dripping from his forehead.

I have to say that this wooden vine is really tough enough, and it took him a lot of effort to barely break free.

This kid, okay!

A glint appeared in Fang Ping's eyes, and the anger towards Qin Yu in his heart dissipated a little, but instead he was a little more excited and expectant.

He is a battle freak and hungry for worthy opponents.

And the strength that this kid is showing at this moment is obviously worthy of his evaluation.

His body trembled slightly, shaking all the fragments of wooden vines that remained on the surface of his body to the ground, and then looked at Qin Yu with a sneer:

"Boy, you are quite good, what tricks can you use."

Qin Yu's face was still smiling, but a small surprise appeared in his eyes.

After several times of skill enhancement and super spiritual strength increase, his current wooden vine winding is easy even if it is entangled with some low-star martial artists, but he can be forcibly broken free by this brat who only has the realm of a five-star martial artist.

I have to say that he can be known as the strongest high school student in the Southeast Province in the past 50 years, and this kid still has two brushes.

However, for him, it was just two brushes.

Qin Yu smiled slightly, and his little hand raised slightly again.

"Wooden vine entanglement."

In an instant, more than a dozen wooden vines broke through the ground, entangled and bound Fang Ping.

Fang Ping: ???

Fang Ping was directly dumbfounded.

He thought that the skill that could bind him so much was at least a big move

, but he didn't expect that this kid had just finished letting go, and he could let it go again?

Isn't that!?

"You, why can you cast it again so quickly?" Fang Ping looked at Qin Yu with a look of surprise.

Qin Yu looked at him inexplicably: "Why can't I cast it again so quickly, it's just a small skill." "

Little skill!?"

Fang Ping's pupils widened instantly.

No way!

When pigs fly!

He didn't believe that the wooden vine that he had barely managed to break free with so much effort was just a small skill!

Scam!

This kid is pure and pure to put this deceitful him!

Maybe this kid's spiritual power is now close to exhaustion, and at the end of the strong crossbow, he can't

get on his big beep!

Thinking of this, Fang Ping hurriedly adjusted his mentality, burst out again, and suddenly exerted his strength, and these wooden vines broke apart again.

"Whew - huh-huh-huh!!"

Fang Ping gasped, his face already a little tired.

But his expression was still confident, and he looked at Qin Yu with a sneer:

"Boy, if you have the ability, you will bind me again!"

"Oh."

Qin Yu nodded obediently, and then his little hand raised slightly again.

Fang Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment, more than a dozen thick wooden vines broke through the ground, entwining his body again.

"My Nima!?"

Fang Ping's mentality collapsed directly.

What a little skill!?

The onlookers were also dumbfounded at the moment.

They have always heard others boast about how awesome Fang Ping is, what kind of peerless demon who picks one in a million, and what is the strongest high school student in the past fifty years, blowing the gods

, but now look at it, just like this?

It's not as good as a finger from their squad leader Qin?

In an instant, everyone in the special training class had a sense of pride and pride in their hearts.

Their Qin squad leader was so awesome, and they felt so faceless as they were in the same special training class as him.

Fang Ping did not believe in evil, and burst into a roar again, using all his strength to crack these wooden vines again, and even the floor of the entire training hall was shattered due to the vibration of the aftermath!

At this moment, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, his face looked a little pale, his hands were on his knees, and he was panting heavily.

"Little, boy, I, I don't believe you can bind me again!"

"Wooden vine entanglement."

Familiar voice, familiar

wooden vine, Fang Ping was directly entangled by the wooden vine and was happy!

"Poof

——!!!"

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ps: No more commotion, but I still want to wish all readers another year in the new year!