Li Sheng was really pissed!
The fire of anger had already reached the top of his head.
Damn, dare to call him weak?
He'd been at Beijing University for two years, the president of the Martial Arts Club, and every punch he threw was earned.
Immediately, Li Sheng clenched his fist and directly punched towards Zhang Fan's face.
This punch, with the addition of his Anger Value, reached 130% of its power!
Watching this scene, a group of people from Beijing University sneered.
"Reckless! Daring to PK with Brother Sheng! Really gutsy!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Sheng is the president of the Martial Arts Club!"
Seeing the fist coming like a snail, Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.
After all, their Tsinghua Martial Arts Club had Bai Yujing, an SS-level expert, sitting there!
And Li Sheng in front of him was really too weak, far too weak.
Then, Zhang Fan also raised his hand, and in the next moment, slapped it out.
At that instant, Li Sheng was sent flying.
