Rebirth – City Cultivation

Sitting on the cruise ship back to the shore, facing the night wind, Chen Fanchang spit out a sigh of relief.

"In the future, this kind of flashy moves will still be used less. After one cut, I will take a third of my real yuan."

That means a knife, a sword volley inside the external look is certainly handsome, but the consumption is also very large. Chen Fan is also in the middle of the promotion of the foundation, but even if he does, he can only put three or two knives.

"If it is not to shock Zhou Tianhao, so that he can use it for me in the future, I am too lazy to use this kind of waste of the real yuan. A spell can kill the Linbao as a slag." Chen Fan shook his head.

"In the future, I entered the Tong Xuan period. After I became a sword, I could send out a ten-man sword." The power is better than the current one that can only cut a table.

He thought so, he has already reached the shore.

The next morning after returning home, Zhou Tianhao personally went to the door and sent a bank card with 20 million yuan. This is the reward of Chen Fan.

Chen Fan did not care after receiving it. Although the two million are not many times his current assets, in the eyes of his cultivators, money is just a string of numbers.

At noon, Chang Wen once again found Chen Fan, saying that the school team had a match and let them go to move things.

This time Chen Fan refused to accept it.

"What are you talking about? You are not going?" Chang Wen thought it was wrong.

"Yes. The school team competition, let the people in the school sports department go, what is going on in our class." Chen Fan replied faintly.

The last time I went to help, it was on the faces of all my classmates. After the results helped, it was ridiculed by Chang Wen, which made Chen Fan feel bad about her.

Of course, Chang Wen did not know that she thought that Chen Fan had gone far, but she did not know that Chen Fan was a cultivator, and her hearing was far better than ordinary people.

"You really don't go?" Chang Wen's face changed, and a pair of beautiful people looked at Chen Fan coldly.

"Don't go!" Chen Fanqi spit out two words.

"So, the game of the school team is irrelevant to you?" Chang Wen snorted and was very angry.

Her family is in excellent condition, long and beautiful, or the squad leader. Since childhood, he has been held by many boys, just like a princess. It is also a good boy like Si Yingxia who can make her bow down slightly. When was she refused? Or an inconspicuous transfer student in the class.

Chen Fan was too lazy to say this time, and he looked down directly.

"Singer Chen, do you dare to face the school team?" A tall boy stood up from the front row, walked over and glared at Chen Fandao.

His name is Ji Xingyu, who is a sports committee member in the class. He is also a substitute for the school basketball team. He is very heavy on the glory of the school team.

Secretary Ying Xia obviously noticed this side and was frowning to see it.

"What is it?" Chen Fan looked up at him with a smile.

"You....." Ji Xing's face is red, and he wants to hit someone when he raises his hand.

Jiang Tanqiu quickly stood up and hugged him.

"Yu Ge, Yu Ge, give me a face. He is a transfer student, not sensible, you don't have a general knowledge with him."

After saying that, hate iron is not steel, Chen Fandao: "I don't want to go to drink, I will go with you, let's go."

"Go to yourself, anyway, I will not go." Chen Fan lazily leaned back.

"Yes, kid, you have kind." Ji Xingyu angered and laughed. He threatened evilly: "The last leg that didn't give the school team face was interrupted. I hope that you will be ashamed now."

"At any time." Chen Fan has no pressure.

Others have seen this scene, and their hearts are very different.

We must know that the school basketball team is a tall man, and last year they entered the top eight in the Jiangnan High School League, earning honor for the school. So in the Ivy League Middle School, few people dare to provoke. Before Yang Chao took the team members to interrupt a boy who provoked him, including Ji Xingyu.

"I didn't expect this transfer student to have a temper?"

"What about tempering again? He is not self-sufficient."

"Yeah, don't look at what you can do, and dare to provoke Ji Xingyu and the squad leader."

Some people laughed with gloating.

Although Chen Fan has been low-key for half a month, he does not have any gesture of wanting to integrate into the class circle. You are independent of this circle and naturally invite others to hate. So when Chen Fan and Ji Xingyu and others were in conflict, no one stood up to speak for him. Even Jiang Tanqiu met Chen Fanyi and he did not repent, and he sat down.

The afternoon class is almost finished, and the last section is the Taekwondo class. Non-mandatory, voluntary registration, but also to pay clothing and school fees.

Ivy League Middle School claims to be in line with international standards, and naturally it is necessary to start some interest courses. So the physical education class was changed to swimming, running, taekwondo and so on. The class basically signed up, but Chen Fan was not interested in this. He packed up and prepared to go to the bar in advance.

Although the bar has a nasty Yang, other people are very friendly to him.

At this time, a person suddenly stopped Chen Fan's way.

"Hey, don't go, brother, how can you not even have a Taekwondo class?" Ji Xingyu smiled and laughed.

"I don't go to class to shut you down?" Chen Fan frowned.

"You haven't been going, can you afford to pay the tuition fee? I can tell you early, I can help you." Ji Xingyu with sarcasm.

"Well?" Chen Fan was in the cold and was about to continue.

At this time, the squad leader Chang Wen came over.

She looked at Chen Fandao coldly: "You have been late and leave early these days, do not participate in collective action. If you miss the Taekwondo class today, don't blame me for telling Xue."

"Oh?" Chen Fan glanced at the two.

Unexpectedly, the brow suddenly exploded.

"Well, I am."

......

The taekwondo hall of Ivy League Middle School is very gorgeous and is about the size of a basketball stadium.

This time, the Taekwondo class is a big class. There are more than one class in the third and third classes, and several classes are also in the hall. They are all high school and high school students.

Jiang Tanqiu said: "The Taekwondo of our school is very famous. The owner has won the second prize of the National Taekwondo Competition. The black belt has five sections. The strength is very strong. It is easy to play ten."

He finished, looked at Chen Fan, could not help but sigh.

"You still be careful. Ji Xingyu took you to the Taekwondo class. He didn't have good intentions. He is a blue belt. If you can't say it will be difficult for you in class. But you just have to ignore him."

Chen Fan nodded and said that he received good intentions.

At this time, the coach came, and Jiang Tanqiu quickly stood up and squatted with everyone.

The coach is the second section of the black belt. He first teaches everyone to do some warm-up exercises, and then they will fight each other.

"Winter, let's demonstrate it first," the coach cried.

The Secretary greeted the cool nod of summer and walked out and stood in the field.

His belt is red.

The red belt is second only to the black belt in the Taekwondo section, which represents danger and aggression. It can't be reached without a few years of hard work.

The coach first arranged for a blue belt to be listed, and the division was playing against the summer.

The blue belt is second only to the red belt and the black belt, and it takes at least one year of hard work. As a result, he was able to support ten strokes in the welcoming summer, and he was kicked by a roundabout.

"The boss is really powerful." The blue belt that he flew was Ji Xingyu, climbed up and raised his hand to confess.

"That is, in the summer, I practiced Taekwondo from an early age." There is a beautiful girl proudly under the stage.

"Yes, the students of the entire Taekwondo Club are the strongest in our summer." Another girl is not to be outdone.

Aside from the school, the younger brothers and sisters also reported warm applause. Many girls looked at the handsome secretary in the summer, and their eyes became heart-shaped. He also heard that he was the third-year male god, and suddenly he made a burst of exclamation.

Si Xia Xia did not care, but frowned: "You have practiced too little recently, otherwise you can take three more moves."

Ji Xingyu squinted and said: "I just practiced and played, so serious as the boss."

"As far as the level of the boss is concerned, it is no problem to test a black belt. Let us all these red belts go up, how can we feel it?"

“Who else is going to practice?” The coach clearly also knows the level of the company’s summer and smiles.

"If not, then follow the original pairing and everyone will practice each other."

"I am going, I have to be abused by him." The boys who were selected to play the division's summer rivals were suffering.

Others looked at him and gloated.

The former Ji Xingyu has been regarded as the level of Taekwondo in the class, which is second only to the division of the summer, and the other blue belts are not as good as Ji Xingyu. And even if it is a blue belt, only six or seven people in the class are reached.

At this time, Ji Xingyu suddenly said:

"Coach, I want to challenge the individual before I can learn from each other."

He finished, looking at a corner with carelessness:

"The surname is Chen, are you not very embarrassed at noon? Do you have the guts to practice your hands?"

Everyone was surprised to see the past, and I saw a teenager sitting in the corner alone.

It is Chen Fan!

And his belt is white.

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