Super Student's Three-realms Army

It was just that the simple act of moving both his hands caused him to be 'panting', and even caused him to be unable to catch his breath.    

At this moment, facing "African" 's furious punch, how could he dodge it?    

Just like that, his eyes stared at the laughing iron fist, which was as big as a claypot, bit by bit, larger and larger … Zoom In... Zoom in again...    

After seeing this, Qian Wenyi's heart immediately died. "Wa, wow, wow, wow …" How could he feel despair?    

Just for African's tendons and flesh.    

If African really beat him up this time.    

Then, even if he didn't get a concussion, this "broken tendons and bones" and the like were indispensable!    

What was this called?    

Was this called pretending to be awesome, and getting screwed instead?!    

Thinking about that, Qian Wenyi closed his eyes in despair.    

"Bang!"    

However, just when Qian Wenyi was in despair …    

In that split-second, a big hand took the lead and clenched "African's" fist.    

African's dark face looked as if it was covered with tomato sauce. Every minute he looked as if he was going to turn this "Guan Gong" in his head.    

He held back his anger and tried to pull his fist out of Zhang Xiaofann's palm.    

However, something had happened.    

It was as if his entire palm had been clamped down by a "pair of pincers."    

No matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to get even the slightest bit of it out of Zhang Xiaofann's palm!    

He looked at "African", who had a red face and blue veins popping out of his forehead in front of him.    

Zhang Xiaofann sneered. Then, he slowly loosened his grip on African's fist and said with a cold tone.    

"I say, friend, two more times, no more!"    

"Before that, I think I'll let you exchange two moves for the sake of being a foreign friend."    

"If you insist on acting on your own, then don't blame me for being rude!"    

Seeing Zhang Xiaofann, who came out at the critical moment to "save the world", Qian Wenyi was overjoyed.    

The fear and lingering fear that had bubbled up in his heart earlier still lingered in his mind.    

At this moment, it was like the ebb of the sea; it suddenly retreated completely.    

At this moment, Qian Wenyi seemed to have regained his confidence and stood up straight.    

Ye Zichen ran in front of Zhang Xiaofann and gave him a thumbs up.    

"Hehe, Elder Brother Xiaofann still has you to rely on at critical moments!"    

After saying this sentence, Qian Wenyi, who was aware of his own situation, retreated to the side and began to 'watch the fight'.    

Towards his "good friend" Qian Wenyi, Zhang Xiaofann also had a forehead full of black lines. He could only feel his old face burning and secretly regret in his heart.    

Back then, did his brain get stuck in cement or soy milk? Who was he supposed to go out with, and he just had to come out with this "big tease"? How embarrassing …    

"African" shook his neck and wrist. With a ferocious expression, he said.    

"little man, don't think that you can compete with laozi just because you have some skill. To be honest, I'm a black man with kung fu —!"