Fan Xin has a large number of people, and the people under him are indeed not simple. Among them are masters of black boxing. Even though Su Yi showed great strength just now, they are not afraid.
After all, it's just one person. Even if they can't beat him with their bare hands, they can still take him.
Su Yi is not afraid of them, they are just a bunch of hooligans.
Fan Xin stood up and led the people towards the back.
"Brother Su, are we really going?" Wang Junlin was already trembling with fear. He had seen Su Yi's skills, but in the final analysis, he was still just a student. Facing such a group of social people, if he said he was not afraid, it would be a lie.
"It's okay, don't do anything for a while!" Su Yi said, giving Yang Hui a deep look and said, "Xiaopang, give me what you have on you later, it won't be good if you hurt someone."
Yang Hui couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Su Yi speechless. He didn't tell anyone that he had brought a guy with him.
Wang Junlin and Jiang Biao also looked directly at Yang Hui. How could they have imagined that Xiaopang, who is usually taciturn, actually brought a guy with him?
They followed Fan Xin into the alley, and Su Yi stretched out his hand to Yang Hui.
Yang Hui took out a small kitchen knife from his pocket with great difficulty. Su Yi weighed the knife in his hand and praised, "This knife is not bad."
In the past, kitchen knives were hammered by blacksmiths, and today's kitchen knives are almost all produced by machine assembly lines. But when it comes to iron content and workmanship, today's kitchen knives are pretty good.
"Holy crap! You guys are bringing someone with you? You've got the guts!" Fan Xin saw Su Yi holding a bright kitchen knife in his hand, and immediately shouted, "Don't think that holding a kitchen knife is a big deal. If you have the ability, come and chop me!"
Ha!
Su Yi glanced at Fan Xin contemptuously and cut him?
The group of people behind Fan Xin also quickly found the guy. They have been hanging out in this area all year round. Some of them even hid steel rods here. Now that they saw Su Yi holding a kitchen knife in his hand, they also looked for the guy on the spot. Some of them couldn't find the weapon. Picking up a brick was also a deterrent.
Obviously, when comparing the two sides in terms of weapons, Su Yi is a little inferior. It is just a small kitchen knife. Facing such a group of strong men holding steel rods and bricks, at first glance, they are all the weaker side.
Su Yi did not go up to chop them with a knife, but looked at the dozen people opposite, holding both ends of the kitchen knife with both hands.
Bang!
Su Yi Just fold it lightly, and the kitchen knife snaps into two pieces.
Suddenly everyone looked at him.
I originally thought that this kitchen knife would be Su Yi's support, but I never expected that he would actually do this.
Easily break a kitchen knife into two pieces.
How much effort does this require?
People from Fan Xin have also really practiced it, so they naturally know that it is not as easy as it seems to achieve this step. Su Yi's display of this skill really makes some people feel timid.
"I'm afraid of hair! His knife is probably fake. He wants to use this trick to get away with it? Who are he scaring?" Fan Xin shouted, and those behind him "came to their senses."
"Master Fan, let me do it! I can handle these students alone!" A burly man with a scar on his face stood up, looked at Su Yi with disdain, and said, "It's all fancy, today uncle will teach you how to behave!"
His name is Wang Lin, and he also trained at Green Mountain Martial Arts School for two years. Because he was seriously injured in a fight, he was kicked out. From then on, he followed Fan Jia to earn a living. Of course, he had to take the lead in Fan Xin's matter.
Fan Xin nodded. "Don't cripple him, this guy is pretty good."
"I know!" Wang Lin slowly walked up to Su Yi, looking like a master, staring at Su Yi and scolding with a smile, "Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant after two years of practice. If Laozi doesn't beat the crap out of you today, you will be able to poop clean!"
Su Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him and just punched him.
It seemed like an ordinary punch, and the movement was not too fast, but Wang Lin seemed to be stupid at this moment, standing there blankly, letting the fist fall on his face.
"Pfft!"
Wang Lin, a strong man weighing 1,670 kilograms, actually flipped twice in the air, flew five or six meters upside down, and landed at the feet of Fan Xin like a dead dog, and fell unconscious.
Fan Xin lowered his head and glanced at Wang Lin. He saw that Wang Lin's cheek was sunken, his mouth and the corners of his eyes were filled with blood. The cheek bone was broken.
Su Yi slowly retracted his fist and muttered in a low voice, "The strike was still a bit heavy."
To hit someone like this with one punch can probably only be seen in movies.
"Young Master Fan! Let me do it, this kid has something!" A man wearing a suit with a cropped hair next to Fan Xin glanced at Wang Lin lying on the ground, knowing that this time he encountered a tough problem. Just this punch could not be achieved in ten or eight years of practice. After all, he is also a ruthless person who has practiced black boxing, and is better than a martial arts practitioner like Wang Lin.
Fan Xin no longer knew what to say. He nodded and looked at Su Yi seriously. This person is really not simple.
Su Yi stood there without moving. The trio in the dormitory behind him were dumbfounded. Whether it was breaking a kitchen knife with both hands or sending someone flying several meters away with one punch, it was clear that Su Yi's skills were extraordinary.
I still remember Su Yi once said that he can fight ten.
It doesn't seem like bragging.
Su Yi looked at the strong man walking towards him with a steel rod, and frowned. After all, the attack just now was a bit heavy, and he used Fist Intent subconsciously. The man just now may become an idiot in the future.
It's just a conflict between Scholar, and it's not enough to beat someone like this. It's better to be gentler this time.
"Boy, don't blame me for being ruthless!" the strong man yelled, swung the steel rod in his hand, and smashed it directly into Su Yi's face.
If an ordinary person was hit like this, he would most likely be seriously injured and hospitalized, and his life would even be in danger.
The steel rod stirred up howling wind in the air, and Su Yi just slowly raised his hand.
That steel rod that could break a person's bones was caught tightly by Su Yi from the front.
The night wind blew and everyone stopped breathing.
The strong man in front of Su Yi was trembling all over, with cold sweat the size of soybeans rolling down, looking at Su Yi in horror.
Is this still a fucking human?
Su Yi raised his leg and kicked him out.
"Pfft!"
This master of black boxing flew away like Wang Lin just now, his eyes almost popped out of his head. With that kick just now, he felt as if he had been hit by a large truck running wildly. His brain went blank for a short time. The moment he landed, there was a ringing in his ears, and he could no longer think.
Su Yi glanced at the man, smacked his lips, and said to himself, "The legs should be stronger and lighter."