Chapter 357: Stepping on the Kendo Club!

The news of Xia Ping’s arrival suddenly alerted the entire Kendo club. They did not expect that a person who had been fighting for three days would suddenly appear at the gate of Kendo.

The news was not only spread throughout the Kendo club, but even the students of the entire Yanhuang University were alarmed. After all, the speed of the network was very amazing, and it was all over the university.

Hey! ! !

Just a few breaths, the kendo community immediately came out with dozens of hundreds of members, all with a long sword hanging around their waists, murderous, appearing in the doorway, facing Xia Ping.

"Hey, isn't this Xia Ping? It hasn't appeared for a long time, and it has finally appeared."

"Is it a apology to come over? You know what is scared."

"But you don't want to go to the Kendo club's door. It's not so easy. Let's talk about it in this place."

A group of martial arts members saw Xia Ping appear, all of them were ridiculed, suddenly burst into laughter, full of ridiculous eyes, thinking that Xia Ping appeared in this place to apologize.

"Give me a roll!"

Xia Ping glanced a sigh: "I am not coming to the Kendo Club to look for you, where your president is, and immediately ask him to roll out and die."

"Three breaths don't come out, I will level the entire Kendo club."

He stood with his hands on his back, and his body exudes a strong sigh of breath, faintly watching the group of people in front of him, full of hegemony.

what? !

Upon hearing this, all the members of the Kendo Club who were present were stunned. They couldn’t believe what they heard in their ears. They thought that they had an illusion.

"Just kidding, can I hear something wrong? This kid asked the president to roll out and die. If he doesn't come out, he wants to level me at Kendo?!" A student was paralyzed.

"No mistakes, this kid said so. It seems that this guy is not trying to apologize, but wants to go to the door to find out. He wants to play the museum."

An old man's face instantly gloomy, staring at Xia Ping.

"Kicking the pavilion? Just relying on this kid, I want to play at the Kendo Club. When I am a Kendo club?"

"It’s too arrogant. He thought he was something. Do you really think that you can be invincible in Yanhuang University?"

"I have heard that this new man is no one, and his eyes are higher than the top. I didn't expect to be so arrogant to this point, too exaggerated."

Many members of the kendo community are stunned. They all show their angry look. The kendo club was established for hundreds of years, but it has never met a person who dared to come to the pavilion. This is the first time.

They feel that their dignity has been despised!

"Is the ear smashed?"

Xia Ping waved his hand and said impatiently: "Call your president to immediately roll out and die. After a second, I have to level your Kendo club. Don't give your face a shameless face?"

"Send your sister!"

A warrior’s nine-day-old Tiansheng immediately stood up and stared at Xia Ping with anger: “When the president wants to go out personally, I can completely cook you.”

When he banged, he shot at once, and the long sword appeared like a silver dragon. A powerful sword flew in the air, and it was extremely fast. The angle was smashed and the air was torn, showing the strength of the tyrannical sword.

A sword came in, and there was a dense sword in the air, which completely covered Xia Ping’s body and formed a huge sword net, which made Xiaping nowhere to escape, exuding incomparable murder.

"too weak!"

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a hint of coldness, and he did not look at it. He took a step forward and the void was a punch.

Boom!

The horrible punches burst out instantly, just like the birth of the ancient beasts. The mountains shake and move, sweeping the terrible wind, and bombarding them with these swords.

A few times, these swords were immediately shattered by terrible punches, tearing one inch, and then tens of meters across the box, a punch hit the old body.

"what!"

The old man screamed, the horrible power broke out in his body, and the steel sword was immediately smashed into a pair of scrap iron, and the whole man flew out and rubbed the ground hundreds of meters.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, could not help but spit out a blood, eyes squatting Xia Ping, but also can not persist for a long time, and soon fainted on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

"How is it possible?!" Many members of the Kendo club have completely smashed. This old man is also an elite in the Kendo Club. He is a strong man of the martial arts. Even if he faces the president, he can make two moves.

But what is going on now, just a punch, the people around him were severely wounded, coughing blood on the spot, lungs hit hard, and being beaten with a dead dog.

This gap is so terrible that they can’t say anything at all and collectively lose their voice.

"I said, let your president roll out, you want to work with me is not enough." Xia Ping faintly looked at the members of these Kendo clubs, exuding the atmosphere of the world.

"You can't do it. Isn't it even an IQ? Can't you understand people?"

In a word, the members of the Kendo Club who were present were mad and their heads began to smoke.

"Bunny scorpion, don't be too arrogant!"

"Just if you want to come to the Kendo Society to scatter wild, you are not self-reliant."

"We don't need a president to go out, we can kill you half."

Suddenly, a group of kendo members maddened, all of them were very angry. They simply couldn’t stand the second time of this kid. They were so insulted by the kendo society. How could they endure? !

Hey! ! !

In the twinkling of an eye, there were three old students immediately, each of whom had the strength of the nine-day martial arts, holding a three-footed Qingfeng, and the body was smashed and condensed into essence.

They formed a three-legged approach, oppressed, and joined forces to deal with Xia Ping.

"Give me a roll!"

Xia Ping did not give them any hands-on opportunity. The empty space was a palm. When the air was crushed down, it was like the Buddha’s suppression of Qitian Dasheng, and it had the power of Wuzhishan.

Hey! ! !

The air burst and there was a series of explosions in succession. The three old people could not bear the terrorist power. They were photographed by a slap and the whole body was slammed on the ground.

"Ah!"

They couldn't help but scream and scream, and they were beaten on the ground like a tortoise. The knees slammed down toward Xia Ping. The gravel was splashed, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the three-footed Qingfeng in the hand was also Was taken into pieces.

"No no no!!!"

The three old people are crazy, their faces are very incomparable, they are defeated by just one palm, and even humiliated and bowed to the front of the summer plane. They simply admit their mistakes toward Xia Ping, which is simply a shame that is difficult to wash.

But no matter how they struggled, under such a terrible momentum, they didn't even have the strength to stand up, they could only die on the ground, their faces rose red, and they all bite out blood.