Ultimate Devouring Evolution

At 8 o'clock in the morning, after Zhang Fan had breakfast, he walked leisurely to the classroom of the slag class.

Originally, he wanted to go to the library to look up information today, to see if he could find a way to swallow that level 10 blood core.

But since there were new students coming, Zhang Fan had no choice but to go to the classroom first, at least to get to know the new students first.

After all, he is still a teacher. If the teacher skipped class on the first day of the freshman's arrival, it would be unreasonable.

As he walked, he checked the freshman's information on the multi-function watch.

Teacher Zhang Yichen said there were two students, but in fact he only gave information about one student.

The other said it would take two days to report.

"Well, 17 years old, a level 3 quasi-warrior, the talent is not bad."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly and said.

At least not like the previous four famous young masters and Wang Dong, who were directly level 1 quasi-warriors.

"but……"

When Zhang Fan was continuing to talk to himself, he saw at least fifty or sixty students gathered in the aisle in front of him.

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled, and walked a few steps quickly.

In the middle of the crowd, a student about 1.9 meters tall was looking down at the other three students in front of him.

Those three students, Zhang Fan, had some impressions that they were from the first-year rocket class.

And that big, tall student had an extremely strong figure, and the muscles on his arms were bulging.

Especially his chest muscles can make most girls feel ashamed.

Zhang Fan recognized it, isn't this guy his new student?

It's called... what's it called?

Zhang Fan flipped through the nano watch again, and then remembered: "So it's Huo Juxiong, such a mighty and domineering name. But...it seems to be a problem child."

Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

At this time, Huo Juxiong looked down at the three rocket class students, and said in a loud voice, "Apologize!"

The three rocket class students all stared wide-eyed: "What? We walked well,

It was you who suddenly ran over from the side and knocked us down, and you want us to apologize? You are sick! "

Huo Juxiong laughed, and said, "Just because of your last sentence, I apologize!"

Zhang Fan was speechless.

It's also a weird guy to ask for an apology after bumping into someone.

But the students who hit the rocket class, um, this can be.

There are three grades in the academy, and the rocket class students in each grade think they are geniuses and superior to others.

Nostrils are turned upside down when walking.

Especially for the first-year rocket class, Zhang Fan has long been annoyed by them.

Seeing Huo Juxiong bullying them, Zhang Fanquan acted like he was watching a show.

Seeing that Huo Juxiong was messing around, the three rocket class students were all angry.

On weekdays, no student from any other class would dare to cross in front of the students from the rocket class.

This guy is so clueless.

"What if we don't apologize?"

Huo Juxiong laughed again, and the laughter was like a bell: "Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm going to beat your chest with my little fist."

As he said that, he punched directly, and then blasted towards the rocket class student in the middle.

The three rocket class students are all level 3 quasi-warriors.

The rocket class student in the middle snorted coldly: "Afraid of you?"

He greeted him with a punch.

Bang——

With a muffled sound, the rocket class student flew five meters backwards.

After landing, he shrank into a ball in pain and screamed again and again.

Seeing the remaining two rocket class students, they immediately yelled, "I'm courting death!"

They all attacked Huo Juxiong.

Huo Juxiong laughed loudly: "Good job!"

Said one left and one right, bang bang two punches, the two also flew upside down, clutching their chests and screaming.

They looked at Huo Juxiong's sandbag-sized fist, and they groaned in their hearts.

Didn't Nima say to beat our chests with fists?

How the hell does this look like a little fist?

It's obviously a hammer, right?

Zhang Fan watched from the side with secret joy in his heart.

This Huo Juxiong fought against quasi-martialists of the same level, one against three, and he managed to finish them all with one punch.

This guy's strength is too strong!

Although his level is level three, this guy should be born with strong strength. Coupled with special strength martial arts, his strength may have faintly surpassed level 4 quasi-warrior.

You can leapfrog to challenge level 4 quasi-warrior!

Well, such a student, I want it!

With this guy, in the freshman assessment two months later, the chances of scumbags winning the championship will increase a lot.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan greeted: "Huo Juxiong..."

Huo Juxiong originally wanted to go up and punch the three rocket class students a few more times.

Hearing Zhang Fan's cry, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Fan's position: "Who?!"

Zhang Fan separated from the crowd and walked out.

Huo Juxiong saw him, laughed, and said, "You call me? Do you want me to punch your chest?"

Without waiting for Zhang Fan's answer, he took a step forward and punched Zhang Fan.

The punch actually brought a whistling wind.

Zhang Fan was taken aback.

Is there anything wrong with this guy?

Why do you see everyone wanting to beat someone's chest?

But thinking about the guy's profile that he saw just now, it was said that the guy's problem is that he likes to fight too much.

His love of fighting was almost pathological.

As long as one or two sentences are wrong, you have to shoot directly.

The reason why I didn't come to the academy a month before the start of school was because I went to fight with a group of people on the day of the start of school.

Things got serious and I was detained for a month.

I didn't expect that it was just released, even with this kind of virtue, I was really drunk.

However, since he dared to attack Zhang Fan, he would be embarrassed.

Without further ado, Zhang Fan suppressed his strength to the level of a level 3 quasi-warrior.

The right fist directly clashed with that guy's fist.

Bang——

Huo Juxiong's mighty and majestic body immediately flew upside down twenty meters away like a huge boulder being thrown out.

The few students who watched the scene were almost unable to avoid being hit.

After Huo Juxiong landed, he held his aching right fist, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Fan with surprise in his eyes.

Among his own fists, no one at the same level could stop him.

This kid's own strength is obviously also at level 3, but how could he suddenly erupt with such a strong strength?

"puff--"

Huo Juxiong spit out the mud in his mouth, jumped up, and cursed: "Dare to hit me, I will beat your chest to pieces!"

With a loud shout, he charged at Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan could clearly feel that this guy's strength had increased by at least twice.

If it was said that his strength could faintly surpass that of a level 4 quasi-warrior just now, then he is now able to completely gain the upper hand against a level 4 quasi-warrior.

This is the real strength of this guy, right?

But Zhang Fan's surprise was only fleeting.

If you dare to attack me, I'm sorry.

Bang——

Huo Juxiong flew upside down like a boulder again.

"Damn! Nima wants to die!"

Huo Juxiong roared angrily, and charged at Zhang Fan for the third time.

Bang——

Another muffled sound.

This time, Huo Juxiong flew upside down for nearly thirty meters. ()