Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Zhao Qianye is so angry, but the situation is stronger than the person, so he can't let this bitch kick his ass again, right?

Then how can he, a handsome and handsome guy, still have the nerve to be alive?

He exerted all his strength and concentrated his energy. Under the gaze of everyone, in a short time, he gathered his own weapon - Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Holding the majestic Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand, he suddenly became full of pride. He smiled evilly at Li Ruolan and said: "Teacher, you forced the students to fight you. You will be beaten by the students until they cry. You can't beat the parents of the students."

Small report."

"Giggle..."

When Li Ruolan heard this, she giggled, her beautiful eyes almost turned into crescent moons when she smiled, "Okay, as long as you can beat the teacher, you can do whatever you want!"

"Wow……!"

"Come on, senior!"

The students' eyes suddenly lit up, and they started shouting and cheering. The students had been suppressed by the class leader for decades, and now when they saw someone daring to challenge the teacher's authority, they immediately roared with excitement. For a while, the entire martial arts arena was very lively.

"Teacher, watch your move!"

Zhao Qianye danced Fang Tian's painted halberd and struck Li Ruolan straight on the head.

The sharp double blades cut through the air and slashed straight down, as if cutting through thorns and waves.

"when!"

Li Ruolan raised his sword and lightly blocked the attack that looked mighty but was actually frivolous. He deliberately pointed out: "The weapons you newcomers have condensed are based on spiritual power and the power of faith, so the weapons themselves have no weight.

Guy, do you feel it?"

Zhao Qianye suddenly realized, no wonder the Fang Tian Hua Ji he picked up just now was so light and fluttery, like he was carrying a ball of catkins.

When Li Ruolan saw the thoughtful Zhao Qianye, the corners of his round mouth turned up in a strange arc. He raised his long sword, causing Zhao Qianye to stumble. He rushed forward with a lunge, made a horizontal movement of the sword, and struck Zhao Qianye with the back of the sword again.

Ye put his head on his butt and said a sarcastic sentence in his mouth, "You dare to be distracted when facing the enemy in battle, so I will be beaten!"

"Snapped!"

The clear and loud beating made Zhao Qianye jump on the spot in pain.

When everyone saw Zhao Qianye jumping around in anger and embarrassment, they burst into laughter, especially the little fat guy, who sat on the ground and hammered the ground in an exaggerated manner, which made Zhao Qianye, a thief, disgusted.

He is a second-generation god. He has grown so big that even his mother has never spanked him, but he has been bullied by the class leader again and again.

Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt cannot!

"You, you... oh, little girl, you took a stick from me!"

Zhao Qianye was really furious now. This girl provoked him again and again. Did he really think he was a toothless paper tiger?

"You speak freely and deserve to be beaten!"

Li Ruolan raised his sword and swung it. The tip of the sword was slightly bent from the waist of the sword, and struck a small blow, and then hit Zhao Qianye's buttocks.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Qianye covered her buttocks and jumped up and down, gritted her teeth and cursed: "Little girl, you've made me angry now!"

Li Ruolan raised the corner of his mouth, swung his sword again, and tried his old trick again, but this time Zhao Qianye, the chicken thief, jumped back and dodged the attack.

"I don't believe it yet, I can't teach you a lesson like a little girl!"

Zhao Qianye was stubborn, gritted his teeth, picked up the weapon, and attacked Li Ruolan again.

But obviously, he overestimated his personal strength. He didn't make two moves, and Li Ruolan took the opportunity to slap him on the buttocks.

The students who were watching the battle were all so happy that they couldn't stand still, but Zhao Qianye didn't notice it and continued to fight again.

In this way, one of the two seems to be addicted to abuse, and the other seems to be specifically targeting the little guy's buttocks.

Two hours later!

Li Ruolan struck Zhao Qianye on the buttocks again. The long sword was light and heavy, but it seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds. The little guy did a 360° Thomas rotation and fell to the ground. He did not recover for a long time.

But in these two hours of sparring, Zhao Qianye's weapons and battle experience have improved rapidly, just like making a rocket.

For example, when Li Ruolan's long sword struck Fang Tian's painted halberd, Zhao Qianye's condensed weapon collapsed several times, but now, it only shook slightly, causing ripples.

The students in the class were originally overjoyed and had stomach cramps from laughing. Now, seeing Zhao Qianye who has been gritting his teeth and persisting, being tortured to death by the class leader, and falling to the ground again, even if he has a crush on Zhao Qianye,

The classmates who disagreed were all touched by the other party's tenacity.

Although this level of training will not kill anyone, the pain caused by each sword blow is real. If Li Ruolan is determined, he can kill with one sword and let Zhao Qianye experience what real death is.

Of course, this kind of physical-level attack cannot cause damage to the body of the real world, and it will give people nightmares for several days.

"Zhao Qianye, stop being so stubborn. There is no shame in surrendering!"

"Yes, yes, Senior Chiba, there is no shame in admitting defeat to our class teacher."

"Senior, admit defeat!"

The classmates tried to persuade him one after another. They were really frightened by Zhao Qianye's tenacity. Others didn't know if they could persist until now, but they knew that they would never be able to hold on for so long under the teacher's exaggerated force.

Zhao Qianye gritted his teeth and stood up, his face was pale and pale. The scarlet blood on the pants behind his buttocks had already been stained with the pants and dripped down the trouser legs. It was clear that Li Ruolan was really serious.

Li Ruolan was in awe and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you want to continue fighting?"

Zhao Qianye held the handle with his right hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his left hand. Being slapped on the butt again and again was no longer a matter of personal honor and disgrace, but a matter of seriousness with himself.

He didn't believe that the same two people, but the squad leader didn't use any force beyond the strength of the new students, could actually lose so embarrassingly.

This billion is not scientific at all!

"Compare, why not compare!"

Zhao Qianye looked pale, but still looked determined.

"Since the first move, the teacher has given you 2 hours, 37 minutes and 13 seconds!"

Li Ruolan pointed his sword at Zhao Qianye with a solemn face, "Next, I won't hold back. You may die under the teacher's sword. Do you still want to compete?"

The students were in an uproar, but when they saw the stubborn Zhao Qianye and the class leader who was starting to get serious, everyone looked complicated, but no one tried to persuade each other. Because they all saw from each other's serious expressions that they were beyond ordinary people.

persist in.

"Compare!"

Zhao Qianye gritted his teeth.

There was a hint of surprise in Li Ruolan's beautiful eyes, and she rarely told him, a stronger student, what she had always said about him, "Do you know your status in the teacher's mind before today?"

Zhao Qianye was silent, only showing an attitude of listening carefully.

Li Ruolan slightly raised her snow-white delicate chin, showing a proud attitude that was different from the past. She pointed her jade finger at the students watching the battle, and finally landed on Zhao Qianye. She said with pride on her face: "In the eyes of the teacher, you are all

Rubbish."

Even though Zhao Qianye surprised people again and again, he still didn't gain much respect in Li Ruolan's mind.

The strength gained by luck is looked down upon and looked down upon by others.

Zhao Qianye's eyes widened with an incredible expression.

The students were even more in an uproar.