"Bang!"

On campus, a shocking bang suddenly exploded, deafening.

Liu Yiyi was paralyzed on the ground, her beautiful eyes closed, and she had given up struggling and resisting.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

......

More than ten seconds passed, and the football that flew like a cannonball never hit her pretty face.

The next moment, Liu Yiyi slowly opened her beautiful eyes, but found that in front of her, there was suddenly a tall and slender figure, with the five fingers of her right hand spreading, firmly grasping the football, making it difficult for her to advance again.

It's Ye Fan!

Although Ye Fan's figure is not burly, in Liu Yiyi's opinion, the whole person is shining, like a big hero wearing golden armor and stepping on seven-colored clouds!

Suddenly, an indescribable emotion grew in her heart.

Because of her mother's early death and her father's busy work, Liu Yiyi has been insecure since she was a child, no matter how her father Liu Buyi compensates her materially, it will not help.

But now, Ye Fan in front of him is like a warm haven, as if he is there, even if the sky falls, there is no need to be afraid.

However, after being excited, Liu Yiyi's pretty face showed a suspicious look.

Ye Fan was obviously dozens of meters ahead of her just now, and if he wanted to rush over in the blink of an eye, even if he was a world sprint champion, he couldn't do it!

So how did he get there at the last minute?

......

At this moment, on the green field not far away, the "initiator" who kicked the crooked with a strong volley, not only did not have any intention of apologizing, but shouted at Ye Fan in a commanding tone:

"Hey...... Boy, hurry up and get the ball over!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned and looked at the voice.

The man was about 1.83 meters tall, he should be a senior student, his chest muscles were high and bulging, as if he was about to tear the jersey apart, and with a commanding look on his face, he hooked his finger at Ye Fan and signaled to ask for the ball.

However, the next moment, Ye Fan withdrew his gaze, completely ignored his existence, and casually threw the football to the ground and stepped on it.

Seeing this action, the other party seemed to be provoked, raised his eyebrows, and said impatiently: "Boy, don't you understand people's words? I'll count three and send the ball over, otherwise I will bear the consequences!"

"Hehe......"

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Ye Fan was also a little angry, and sneered:

"You almost kicked someone just now, and now you don't even apologize, you just want the ball......? You're just a dog with no quality?"

Seeing Ye Fan standing up for herself, Liu Yiyi's heart warmed, her pretty face was flushed, and her eyes were full of worship when she looked at Ye Fan.

She knew that if it weren't for Ye Fan's appearance, the powerful ball would be smashed on her face, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The nose is blue and the face is swollen, and the worst is at risk of "disfigurement"!

......

On the other side, hearing Ye Fan's angry reprimand, the man was angry, pointed at Ye Fan's nose and scolded:

"Little bastard, you dare to scold me? It's a freshman, I don't even know Wei Jie, the president of my football club! Today, Lao Tzu will give you a lesson, let you know whose world this Huahai University is!"

At the same time, more than 20 players on the green field were also attracted by the movement here and gathered one after another.

Looking at Ye Fan from afar, the eyes of the others were full of disdain, and they looked like they were waiting to see a good show, and sneered unscrupulously:

"Tsk...... is another freshman who doesn't open his eyes, and he dares to provoke Brother Jie, isn't this Tai Sui's head breaking ground?"

"Hehe! Observe three minutes of silence for this stunned young freshman!"

"Hey...... Boy, give you a piece of advice, if you quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, maybe Brother Jie will be merciful!"

At this time, Wei Jie walked towards Ye Fan with a fierce smile on his face, and his arrogance was extremely arrogant.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Liu Yiyi, who was paralyzed on the ground behind Ye Fan, and couldn't help but light up his eyes, and his eyes were full of covetousness.

"Oops!"

Wei Jie suddenly screamed, and said in a strange manner: "I said that I am just a freshman, how dare you talk to me like this, it turns out that you are being a flower messenger! What do you think you can win the hearts of beautiful women in this way? But if you are beaten into a pig's head by me in front of beautiful women, I am afraid it will be even more embarrassing!"

As he spoke, Wei Jie deliberately raised his arms high, like a bodybuilder, showing off his thick biceps.

Judging from the appearance alone, Ye Fan and Wei Jie are not heavyweight existences at all, as if Wei Jie can beat Ye Fan down in minutes as long as he makes a move.

At this time, Liu Yiyi pinched a sweat in her heart, and exclaimed nervously: "Ye Fan, there is no need for them to apologize, let's go quickly!"

The reason why Liu Yiyi said this was not because she was afraid of Wei Jie, but because she was worried about Ye Fan's safety.

She knew that as long as she revealed her identity, Wei Jie and the others would never dare to make any mistakes, but it was difficult to ensure that they would vent their anger on Ye Fan.

Who knew that at this time, Wei Jie refused to calm down, looked at Ye Fan and sneered:

"Boy, I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't cherish it! Now I want to leave, it's not that simple! Or...... You're honestly beaten up by me!or...... You knelt down and kowtowed three times, calling me grandpa!"

......

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yiyi's face changed greatly, and she never expected Wei Jie to dare to be so domineering.

On the other side, Ye Fan didn't laugh angrily, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a strange arc, and muttered to himself:

"Heaven can still live if it is evil, but it is impossible to live if it is done by itself! I am merciful, but the heavens do not allow it!"

"Stinky boy, what are you muttering nonsense? If you don't make a decision, then Lao Tzu will choose for you!" Wei Jie shouted, making a gesture to rush towards Ye Fan.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly straightened his chest, his straight waist was like a spear piercing the sky, and his momentum was even more skyrocketing.

In his body, there seemed to be a peerless beast that had been sealed for thousands of years, and at this moment he finally broke free from the shackles and came out of trouble!

"Sting!"

From Ye Fan's eyes, a sharp gaze as sharp as a sword shot out, cutting through thorns and thorns, and slashing towards Wei Jie.

The next moment, Wei Jie was shaken all over, like an electric shock, frozen in place, unable to move at all, no longer arrogant as before, as if he was being slammed by a pair of invisible big hands in the heart, he was almost out of breath.

At this moment, Ye Fan was no longer the ordinary student he was before, as if he had become a supreme king, with an irresistible will in his gestures.

Domineering, looking at the world, proud of the crowd, bowing down in all directions!

"This ...... I...... I ......"

Wei Jie's throat could only produce short syllables, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

For the first time in his life, he felt such a terrifying coercion, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, as if to freeze his blood and soul together.

Suddenly, Ye Fan raised his head slightly, looking at Wei Jie who was ten meters away, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind in Siberia:

"Wei Jie, right, since you want the ball, then I'll give it back to you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan suddenly raised his right foot and kicked it the football.

......

"Bang!"

A deafening sound rang out.

The football turned into a black shadow in mid-air, tearing through the sky, and the sound of breaking the sky was endless.

Fast!

Unbeatably fast!

Even beyond the limits of visual capture!

If it is said that the powerful volley of the former Wei Jie, it can be called a cannonball.

Now Ye Fan's kick seems to have turned that football into a missile, which is full of lethality.

A second later, the soccer ball hit Wei Jie's face with incredible precision.

Give someone a taste of their own medicine!

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and Wei Jie's burly body, like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down more than ten meters in an instant.

Because of the bombardment of the huge force, the bridge of his nose was dented, obviously broken, and the red nosebleed was in mid-air, splashing out of the bewitching blood lotus, which was shocking.

"Plop!"

A moment later, Wei Jie's body smashed on the hard ground, like a dead dog, unable to move.

And the football bounced back again, as if it had eyes, and returned to Ye Fan's feet.

At this time, Ye Fan looked condescendingly at Wei Jie in the distance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a playful smile, and said coldly:

"Wei Jie, the ball is back to you, you can't catch it yourself, you can't blame me!"