Is this sound?
"Dar!"
Sure enough, at this critical moment, a figure flashed out in front of Bufan. This person was Dahl.
I saw his right hand forming a palm, assuming a strange posture, and then he struck out at the oncoming tiger claws. The claws and palms collided, and there was no sound at all like the collision of cotton catkins. After one blow, the attacks from both sides It actually stopped in mid-air.
This strong sense of contrast made Bufan extremely uncomfortable.
Tucker's attack also came to nothing.
"Dar, thank you!"
"You're welcome. I didn't expect that something like this would happen just after the monk left. This benefactor must be spared and spared. Besides, you have seriously violated the rules of the academy. If this continues, the monk is worried that the donor will not be able to turn back! "
Time and time again, people came to block him, which made Tucker feel irritable.
Looking at the bald head in front of him, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you threatening me?"
"The young monk didn't mean to threaten, I just told the truth." Dar said slowly with his hands clasped together.
Tucker frowned. Although they had only fought for a short moment, he had already noticed that the little bald man in front of him was a bit extraordinary. This strength made him feel a little troublesome.
And it wasn’t just this little monk he faced!
It had been a long time, and the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for him. The other party was right. The fight was already in violation of the academy's rules, and it was in public, so he couldn't quibble even if he wanted to.
Unexpectedly, I made a mistake this time.
Originally, I just wanted to teach this kid a lesson. After all, he was already a classmate in the academy. It would be enough to teach him a lesson openly. How I wanted to train him secretly would have to be planned slowly over time.
But who would have thought that this boy's strength would increase so alarmingly, just how many days has passed? In even one week, he had grown from being at the mercy of others to being able to fight against himself!
Although the opponent's strength is not enough yet, now that a hostile relationship has been established, this potential enemy must be nipped in the bud at the risk of being expelled from the academy.
This is the path he takes!
Therefore, he also made up his mind and could not retreat.
"Get out of the way, I'll just pretend this never happened, otherwise you won't have to see the sun tomorrow."
"Donor, it's better not to be stubborn. It's time to turn around!"
"Is it possible to turn back? Then let me see if you have the ability to make me turn back."
After saying that, Tucker waved his fist and hit Dar on the head.
When Dahl saw the other party launching an attack, he couldn't help but sigh, fighting and then retreating with extraordinary force.
The fight between a few people lasted longer and longer, and more and more melon-eaters were attracted. They circled inside and outside. Suddenly, a strange voice came out from the crowd.
"Hey, who is so powerful that he dares to openly fight in the academy? It turns out to be Tucker, a reserve cadre of the Noble Alliance. I am really impressed by his ability to commit crimes against the wind!"
Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Tucker shrank his eyes and looked at the two people who were walking towards here through the crowd. The person walking at the front was wearing a school uniform that looked like a waste, with his hands inserted into his pants. Bao looked at Tucker sideways and said with a smile: "Keep going, just pretend we don't exist."
Tucker ignored the man talking to himself in front of him, but looked at a woman half a body away from him. This woman was wearing a very neat pure white shirt, with gold-plated glasses on her delicate nose. His eyes were focused on the book in his hand, and the ethereal aura seemed to be isolated from the outside world and in another world.
"It turns out it was the eldest lady in person. I didn't know that the eldest lady was here and disturbed the eldest lady's enjoyment. I apologize." Tucker's posture was very low, as if that woman was a big shot he couldn't afford to offend.
After Tucker finished speaking, he looked at the woman, but the woman continued to read the book as if she had no idea. Seeing this, Tucker breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Then I'll excuse you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tucker turned around and walked towards the door without stopping. When passing by Bufan, he paused.
He said softly: "Boy, you are lucky, but we still have a long time to live, so let's enjoy it slowly."
"Okay, I'll wait!" The battle between losers and losers was established, and Bufan was not going to let this matter go easily.
"Hmph, okay, great!" Tucker walked out of the cafeteria with a livid face.
Seeing that the fighting was over, everyone watching the excitement dispersed one after another.
Dick and Geno came to Bufan. The three of them looked at the man who came to the rescue and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, senior, for the rescue!"
"It's okay, it's okay. I see that this little brother is seriously injured. Do you need help?" The man spoke in a very calm tone, completely different from the sinister and angry look before.
"A little injury, nothing serious, haha." Bufan just wanted to touch his head, but found that there was something wrong with both of his hands, and he smiled in embarrassment.
"The young monk knows some grappling skills. Let the young monk help you pick it up."
"Oh, oh, wait, Dar, you, what you just said is the grappling technique? Isn't that grappling technique used for medical treatment?" When Bufan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and didn't react. He saw that Dar had already climbed up. He picked up his left hand, and then he remembered that the grappling technique he said was like a move against the enemy. Is it really okay to use such a move like this?
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..."
As a result, the next moment, pain shot up from his arm, making him grin.
But after a moment, he felt as if his palm could move.
"Look, Bufan, isn't this great?"
"Is it really like this?"
Bufan felt that his success must be due to good luck. He could only laugh at the fact that Dahl's grappling skills could really set bones.
"Okay, let me treat you some more." Dick smiled and stretched out his palm, a slight light emitted from the palm, and then he pointed his palm at Feifan's right hand.
There was a warm, itchy feeling on Bufan's palm under the illumination of the holy light. He knew that his hand was slowly being repaired.
Geno looked here and there, and realized that his roommates were busy. He was determined to join them. Thinking of this, he murmured a few times in a low voice, and a face-sized fireball was formed in his hand. .
Raising the fireball in his hand, Geno said to Bufan expectantly: "Bufan, let me help you disinfect it."
Looking at the blazing fireball in Geno's hand, Bufan quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, thank you for your kindness, Geno."
"Is it really unnecessary? This disinfection is quick." Seeing Bufan's refusal, Geno still wanted to save it again.
Was it wiped out quickly? Bufan swallowed his saliva, and then refused with a righteous expression: "Really, really, really don't need it."
"Oh, okay then." Hearing this, Geno extinguished the fireball in his hand with a look of regret.
After the man saw this situation, he couldn't help but burst out with joy.
