Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

62. Chapter 62 Stops

    Directly below the high school building.

    Hey.

    A group of birds circling over, screaming a little powerless, rendering the sweltering weather.

    Thirty-two classes.

    Oh.

    The three windows in the classroom are all open, and the students in the 12 classes are basically gathered by the window, black and lacquered, looking at the scene below.

    "Fortunately, all the teachers have a meeting, otherwise we can watch the fun at will."

    Zong Kaixuan took a classmate's record and whispered two words: "The one below should be the five-art martial arts student Ni Quan, who is usually low-key. The boy did not know that he had provoked Ni Quan. ”

    Said.

    He looked to a boy wearing glasses next to him and joked: "Zhang Liang, are you not the most like to match poetry? Hey, what do you say in front of you? ”

    Zhang Liang pushed the glasses.

    He is the student with the highest score in the 12th class and won the second prize in the Suhe Ancient Poetry Competition.

    Zhang Liang hesitated: "The poor people are not aware of his daily affairs, and the right and wrong are at this time."

    Zong Kaixuan smiled and said: "What is messy."

……

    In the other classes of the third year of high school.

    Some high school students who are tired of learning, or do not want to learn, are extremely boring, standing in the classroom window, huddled together, watching the interesting things below.

    "This is the school. The tall man dared to bully other students under the public. ”

    "Also ask, because the teachers are all in the church building, there is no teacher, naturally more than usual."

    "You don't know? The tall boy, who is a five-art martial arts student, Ni Quan, has been admitted to the Suhe University. The graduation certificate has already been issued, and the college entrance examination is approaching. There is really nothing in the school that can make him jealous. ”

……

    In the classroom of the High Three and Seven Classes.

    The classmates who were supposed to be noisy and surrounded by the crowds, all silently, occasionally aiming at Han Dong standing in the first window.

    This window is always open, facing the classroom door.

    Han Dong stood by the window, holding the cup of iced milk tea, looking at the situation below, the physical quality of the ear to let him know the basics.

    The first row of seats.

    Li Ziwei licked her hair twice and shook her head: "boring."

    Through the whispering arguments of the surrounding students, she also understood what happened below. For Li Ziwei, everything that has nothing to do with learning is not worthy of attention.

    Her face was exquisite and fair, and her eyes turned, aiming at Han Dong's straight back and continuing to write a mathematical erroneous book on the table.

    There is no side to heart, and the temperature is new.

……

    Below the teaching building.

    Peng!

    Ni Quan flew out and kicked a thin milk tea cup, so that the remaining milk tea splashed on Gu Yuanliang's blue and white school uniform, spotted, and some black pearls hung.

    "See what?"

    "Look again, kill you."

    Gu Yuanliang clenched his mouth tightly, and his right palm picked up the broken tea cup.

    The sweltering weather made the blue and white school uniforms and the milk tea on the cheeks sticky, and the black pearls fell on the ground along the school uniform.

    "I have already apologized."

    Gu Yuanliang was sulking and sulking.

    Ni Quan's eyebrows picked one up, stepped forward, grabbed Gu Yuanliang's hair, and pulled back, revealing the red face: "What do you say, what's wrong, still not happy?"

    Gu Yuanliang gasped heavily and looked at Ni Quan: "You are enough."

    PaPa

    Ni Quan huh, a joy, the left palm took a shot on the right cheek of Gu Yuanliang, jokingly said: "In fact, I am in a bad mood, I want to hit you, can't I? Well? Can you give me another try? ”

    "Bang!"

    Gu Yuanliang just raised his left arm and was slammed on the shoulder by Ni Quan. The half of his body was a numb.

    Ha ha

    Ni Quan continued to lick Gu Yuanliang's hair and was waiting to continue to sneer.

    “Stop it!

    A low voice came from the window on the third floor above.

    Han Dong was wearing a blue and white school uniform, his face was not angry, and his left hand was holding milk tea. He was watching indifferently.

    Ni Quan looked up and sighed and laughed: "Han Dong, what's the matter, do you know him?" You can't control this matter. Don't think that you are a martial arts student. It is really a martial arts student. Which university did you take in the martial arts test? I don’t have any points in my heart? ”

    Han Dong faintly opened, and the plain voice passed to the bottom of the teaching building.

    "Ni Quan, I am at the same table with this matter, but you have done too much, give me a apology at the same table, stop here."

    The voice was finished.

    The classmates of the High School and the Seventh Class all trembled in their hearts. It seemed that they were aware of Han Dong’s anger and could not help but feel worried.

    The college entrance examination is approaching, so there is no fierce conflict.

    Li Ziwei looked at her eyebrows and raised her gaze: "He wants to persuade? But this is where the tone of persuasion. ”

    Feng Yiqi combed Qi Liuhai and pushed the black-rimmed glasses to reveal a small forehead. He also looked worriedly to Han Dong and secretly prayed not to fight.

……

    The 32nd class on the second floor.

    Zong Kaixuan looked at the bottom interestingly, and heard the sound of Han Dong uploaded from the building, scared the classmates in his hand and almost fell to the ground: "Han Dong?" Is the voice of Han Dong? ”

    Huh?

    "The Han Dong classmate?"

    Zhang Liang’s eyes are bright, and his impression of Han Dong is very deep.

    He blinked at the bottom of the school building and couldn't help but look up and upstairs. Although he couldn't see Han Dong, he couldn't help but swear: "A decade of grinding a sword, Frost has not tried. If you ask Jun today, can you have something wrong? ”

    Zong Kaixuan is ridiculous: "What are you talking about?"

    Well? Is it wrong? ”Zhang Liang took a breath and said: "So the poems of the mountains and the rain are coming to the wind."

    The other side.

    Zhang Wei fixed his eyes and identified Gu Yuanliang, who was entangled in the chest and stood with the short-haired girl at the window, looking at each other.

    They know that Han Dong is a three-product martial arts student.

    If Ni Quan continues to be arrogant, I am afraid I will suffer. Han Dong is not a good temper. Even if there is a fight, the school cannot punish Han Dong.

    The admission certificate of the Jiangnan Academy is the amulet.

    But there are three martial arts students below. When I think of it, Zhang Hao rushes out of the mobile phone and sends a message to Han Dong: "Don't be impulsive / poor / poor"

……

    The classmates of other classes are face-to-face and somewhat awkward.

    The low, clear voice, slamming, and the screaming of the summer birds, seemed to bring an unquestionable atmosphere with a calm emotion.

    "Who is Han Dong? It seems very powerful. ”

    "I have never heard of this name, it is estimated that it is just a normal martial arts student."

    "Ha ha ha, you have no points in your heart? This sentence is too domineering, Ni Quan is really strong. ”

……

    Below the teaching building.

    The building structure of the third grade teaching building is different from the normal building, and the height of the building is higher. The height of the third floor is about ten meters high.

    Such a distance just happens to allow Ni Quan to clearly see Han Dong.

    He casually threw Gu Yuanliang, his right foot stepped on the cup of milk tea, and extended his right finger to Han Dong, who was on the third floor: "What do you want to do, have the ability to come down, come to me, don't yell at me."

    "Hahaha!"

    The other two martial arts students held their arms, squinted their heads and laughed.

    Xu Chuzhen, wearing a black bottoming shirt, reveals a heart-rending curve, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and a glance at Han Dong in the classroom on the third floor.

    Tee hee.

    "Don't you think that Ni Quan is the same as Gao Yang? It’s really fun to be so stunned in the eyes of all the students. ”

    She resisted the smile and tried to wipe her pink nails seriously, which was like carving her own charm.

    To know.

    In the window of this high school building, many students look at it here. Xu Chuyu naturally wants to maintain his own beautiful and dignified, slightly reserved.

    Focusing on her gaze, she was proud of her ecstasy.

    Suddenly.

    Han Dong blinked his eyes, his voice was low and powerful, and he spoke out: "You, let me go?"

    Ni Quan touched the long hair that had just been hot, and hooked his finger: "Come, let's hurry down, I will stand here waiting for you."

    Han Dong’s mouth is sketchy, but his eyes are cold and indifferent.

    "Ha ha ha, I don't worry, how long does it take to take the stairs? Just think about it sooner. ”Ni Quan continued to laugh and said: "If you don't dare to come down, you will go back. If you don't have the guts, don't worry about it!"

    After a moment.

    A cold and low drink, resounding through the teaching building: "Well, I am coming down."

    Peng!

    A cup of milk tea with water droplets on the surface, flying out of the window!

    Hey!

    Han Dongyi stepped on the edge of the window, the body's power surged out, the leg muscles tightened, and an instant burst of giant force, like a giant eagle flying in the sky, rushed out of the high school class, jumped down!

    At this moment, time seems to solidify.

    The milk tea that was thrown in the air maintained its end state and fell down.

    At the end of May, the sun was shining, and the hot air was shining. It shone the blue and white strong figure and jumped out of the classroom window, falling like a bird to the ground.

    Oh!

    Han Dong is still in the middle of the air, but the right palm suddenly finds out, just like the army and the horses grab the cup of fallen milk tea.

    Blue and white figure and milk tea, continue to fall down.

    Hey!

    Han Dong’s face is not sad or happy, and the blood is slamming between the right foot. The right foot touches the ground first, and a huge amount of force is erupted, and the floor tiles are squeaky.

    "Milk tea is for you!"

    He snorted, and by the force of stepping on the ground, carrying the unquestionable momentum, just like the tigers in the mountains and forests, they rushed to the stunned Ni Quan.

    "you you……"

    Ni Quan was so scared that although it was a hot summer, it was like the feeling of falling into the ice.

    Hey!

    Han Dong’s right palm pushed forward and took a shot, carrying the powerful inertia of milk tea, bursting into the air!

    Because of inertia, the milky white milk tea, as well as some black pearls, like the waves rolling forward, all sprinkled on Ni Quan's long hair.

    Peng!

    Han Dong's right palm was relaxed, and then he immediately slammed Ni Quan's clothes, and he almost hangs up, making him seem like a drowning person, and his toes are trying to touch the ground in a panic.

    Such a series of actions, as if the tiger rushed down the mountain, fierce.

    Aaah!

    Ni Quan was scared to be timid, the right fist clenched subconsciously, and the arm strength suddenly lifted up, and a slanted squat hangs, and the hustle and bustle of the wind rushes to the head of Han Dong, trying to break free.

    At these moments, he also refused to keep his hands.

    "Heng."

    Han Dong's left arm crossed the side of the brain, and a pair of elbows greeted him.

    Pa

    With a crisp collision sound, Ni Quan's right arm muscles are shaking and stiffening, and the whole arm can't move.

    "What?"

    Ni Quan's head is blank, and it can only be dealt with by instinct. The left leg tends to tighten the muscles, leaning against the center of gravity of the half body, slightly falling, and the legs and muscles are all bursting out with five brute force, kicking out like a spring.

    Not a side kick, but a kick.

    The toes go straight to Han Dong's chest, fast and accurate. If the same grade martial arts students have no time to dodge.

    In an instant, Han Dong’s right hand slammed Ni Quan’s clothes like a hoop, and the chill in his eyes flashed. He released the right palm of his chest and trembled left and right, and shot a palm down.

    Peng! !

    This slap, shot above Ni Quan's knee, the cracked bones of the bones made a crisp sound, and the entire left leg was soft and weak.

    However, Han Dong was too lazy to delay, step forward, and the right palm slammed Ni Quan’s right arm. The left leg was stretched straight and slammed sideways.

    No play, no rules, a simple collision.

    Hey!

    Wuquan martial arts student Ni Quan was hit and flew off the ground, and there was no countervailing power. Even if Han Dong converges on his own three products, he also stunned Ni Quan and instantly lost his ability to fight back.

    Oh!

    Han Dong's right palm is the palm of his hand, and Ni Quan's clothes are slammed back and forth, making Ni Quan stumble and stand on the ground. His face is white like a blank test paper, and there is only emotion in his mind.

    Under the scorching sun, he chilled.

    The two martial arts students next to them have long been stagnant, and they only feel that their legs are like heavy steel objects, and they dare not go forward.

    PaPa

    Han Dong took a photo of Ni Quan’s right cheek, and he said with no expression: “I just let you stop.”