After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

Finally it was his turn. Chen Ping walked a few meters in front of the instrument, but was blocked by someone.

Xu Teng's eyes were red, and he gasped: "Where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

When he was in a daze just now, he heard the unfamiliar name Chen Ping and suddenly reacted.

He had been in the military class for three years and was familiar with the names of every military student.

It was impossible that he had never heard of someone's name.

This person must not be a student of the military class!

In other words, this Chen Ping, like Xu Qingli, was a student of the liberal arts class before?

I can't beat Xu Qingli, but I can't beat you?

Xu Teng, whose self-confidence was strongly frustrated, was like a drowning man who finally grabbed a life-saving straw.

He stood in front of Chen Ping and questioned loudly, finally regaining the feeling of being high above.

Born in one of the most powerful families in northern Beijing, born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

You have everything you want, and you have everything that most people dream of in their lifetime.

He was only defeated by Xu Qingli and his uncle.

Xu Qingli didn't want to be friends with him, saying that he was lustful.

Didn't he just play with dozens of women?

His uncle didn't want to accept him as a disciple, saying that he was not qualified enough.

He practiced martial arts desperately, wanting to get his uncle's recognition and pass on the Xu family's martial arts.

As a result, he was rejected again and again.

Xu Qingli only used one sentence to let her uncle accept her as a disciple.

He also awakened his SSS talent and completely trampled him under his feet.

Even though they were a family with blood relations, Xu Qingli had never looked at him straight in the eye since the physical examination.

Instead, she kept staring at Chen Ping and didn't take him seriously at all!

Jealousy, unwillingness, and anger filled Xu Teng's heart. What's so good about a student in a liberal arts class?

Chen Ping looked at the man who suddenly jumped out inexplicably, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual desire.

"No, where I come from is none of your business?"

"You can't come to take the physical test if you haven't seen it?"

Xu Teng laughed in anger, and exposed Chen Ping's true face in front of teachers and classmates: "You are from the liberal arts class, why are you so arrogant?"

"Did you daydream too much? Seeing Qingli can do it, you think you can do it too?"

Xu Qingli frowned and said: "Xu Teng, why are you suddenly crazy? Chen Ping has no grudges against you, and he has never offended you, right?"

You are still speaking for him, an outsider? Xu Teng's jealousy burned in his heart and he could no longer bear it.

He must make him kneel in front of him and let Xu Qingli see who is the stronger man!

"Chen Ping, if you are a man, make a bet with me!"

Xu Teng took out a bank card from his body, raised his head and said: "It contains my pocket money for this week, one million."

"If your strength test score can surpass mine, all this money is yours."

"If your score is not as good as mine, I won't ask you to pay."

"Kneel down and kowtow to me ten times, and follow my lead from now on."

He deliberately didn't bet with money and Chen Ping. After all, how could a poor boy from a liberal arts class come up with one million to compete with him?

As long as Chen Ping refused, he would loudly scold him as a coward, making him lose face and never appear in front of Xu Qingli again.

It would be better if he agreed. As a student in a liberal arts class, he certainly didn't know what 38 points in the strength test meant.

It was equivalent to a blow from a late-stage warrior of the first realm. An ordinary student in a liberal arts class would definitely not be able to hit it!

Chen Ping understood. Did this rich second-generation treat him as a soft persimmon and wanted to show off in front of him?

Looking at this angry look, how much hatred must he have?

Did the students in the liberal arts class eat your rice?

Do you like to show off your wealth and look down on others?

Chen Ping has seen a lot of rich second-generations like this in his previous life. They like to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you bow your head and give in, they will become more aggressive!

To deal with such people, you have to be more ruthless than him!

Chen Ping shook his head and refused: "I won't bet with you."

"Cowardly..."

Before Xu Teng finished speaking, Chen Ping continued: "Since it is a bet, of course it must be fair."

"Whoever loses must give the winner one million, kowtow ten times, and there is no need to follow the leader, just call him master."

Xu Teng was amused by Chen Ping's words. He still put a green onion in his pig's nose and pretended to be an elephant?

Do you really think you are a one-in-a-million martial arts genius and you will definitely win?

"How can a poor student like you get a million to lose to me?"

Chen Ping pointed at himself and said, "I'll use my life to pay for a million, okay?"

Xu Teng was about to sneer at you, saying that your life is not worth a million, but suddenly changed his mind and thought that he didn't need this little money. If Chen Ping was afraid of death and lost, wouldn't it be more satisfying to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?

"Okay, I agree."

Xu Qingli gave meWatch carefully, who is the stronger man!

Xu Teng, who was already laughing in his heart, never thought that in Xu Qingli's eyes, he was just a jumping clown.

Chen Ping walked to the test instrument and slowly raised his right hand towards the sphere.

The posture was very casual, and it seemed that there was no method.

Xu Teng had already thought about how to ridicule and mock Chen Ping's results next.

A low-born pariah, still dreaming of leaping into the dragon gate?

The cold single digits on the instrument will tell you that you are a worthless garbage!

At the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Chen Ping, and Xu Qingli felt a little nervous.

At this moment, she was basically sure that Chen Ping had hidden his strength.

Because from beginning to end, facing Xu Teng's verbal provocation, he had always been calm, but there was a strong self-confidence hidden in his eyes.

This kind of self-confidence can only be possessed by the real strong.

Ordinary people can't pretend at all.

Let me see, how strong are you?

Chen Ping didn't know that his punch had touched the hearts of many people. He was still considering how many times to use the force.

His talent was stronger than Xu Qingli's. If he used the two-fold force, he would definitely score higher than Xu Qingli and easily win the bet.

But if it was just a little higher, would Xu Qingli feel that it was easy to surpass him?

A loud drum needs a heavy hammer!

Only a big enough gap can make her clearly realize that there are always people better than you!

So she can work hard and stop slacking off!

In this way, he can lie down comfortably without worrying that a master will pop out and slap Xu Qingli to death one day.

After all, the law of the warrior world is the law of the jungle.

Since Xu Qingli has become a warrior, if he does not have strong strength, he will be a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others!

I hope Xu Qingli can understand his painstaking efforts!

Chen Ping decided to use the five-fold force, narrowed his eyes slightly, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and punched out without reservation!

Everyone else present suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in front of their eyes, followed by a loud bang in their ears!

When everyone opened their eyes again, the test equipment that was nailed to the ground was gone.

Looking in the direction of the smoke, the screen of the test equipment was embedded in the wall, and the sphere in front was gone.

On the cracked screen, a red number could be vaguely seen:

50!