Bear Child's Journey Through Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 146 Slap
Chapter 150

Listening to Wang Xiaoming's words, Ma Yuan's fat face was full of anger, and he wanted to refute, but thinking about the little guy who was shorter than him just now, it was indeed a bit fierce.

Ma Yuanchao had some doubts in his heart at this moment, could he really be unable to beat him?
Seeing that Ma Yuanchao remained silent, Wang Xiaoming snorted softly and ignored him. If this little fat man dares to play tricks again, he will be punished severely.

In the next one or two hours, Ma Yuanchao didn't come to make trouble again, but whenever he looked at Wang Xiaoming, his eyes were like those of a boudoir's resentful woman, as if he really wanted to do something to Wang Xiaoming.

But coach Xu Yuanshan watched very closely, so he couldn't do anything.

Wang Xiaoming naturally sees all these, but the expression on his face has always been indifferent.

This guild hall also includes lunch, so at noon, the coach Xu Yuanshan took some staff in the guild hall and organized everyone to eat.

The lunch here is not as good as at home, but it's not too bad. Two dishes and one soup, you can't manage well, just eat enough.

And I also know that the students who come here to contact are all young children, and their appetites are no more than adults, so it can be said.

After eating, the lunch break was nearly half an hour. After Wang Xiaoming finished eating, he came to the rest area and sat leisurely.

At this moment, there were three or four children who were as old as him. When they saw Wang Xiaoming, they all smiled and greeted him.

"You were so powerful just now that you actually made Ma Yuanchao cry. What kind of skill did you do?" A boy with small eyes looked at Wang Xiaoming with admiration, and the crisp baby voice sounded.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming said indifferently: "I don't have much skill, I just hit him blindly. Who knew that this little fat man is so weak and vulnerable to a single blow."

Listening to Wang Xiaoming's words, the little boys present couldn't help but look horrified, and swallowed their saliva with dry mouth and tongue. Isn't this answer too casual?
When everyone was quiet, Wang Xiaoming looked at their disbelieving eyes with some indifference. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he didn't explain much. Anyway, does it matter whether you believe it or not?
the answer is negative!

Moreover, if you don't believe me, I don't want to explain it, so just make up your own mind.

However, at this moment, Ma Yuan came in with a gloomy face, and said to Wang Xiaoming, "Wang Xiaoming, I want to challenge you, do you dare to compete with me?"

Wang Xiaoming knew that Ma Yuanchao must be very unconvinced, but he was a little worried. If there is such a competition, the coach will definitely stop it.

And when Ma Yuanchao challenged Wang Xiaoming, everyone looked at the two of them in horror.

I felt that there was a chill atmosphere in the air.

Wang Xiaoming looked helpless, stood up, and said: "Yes, you can play however you want, but I hope you don't cry when you lose, and complain to your parents!"

"You will be the one crying. You kicked me down because of my carelessness. This time, I will let you know how good I am." Ma Yuanchao clenched his fat fists at Wang Xiaoming, Said with a serious face.

Wang Xiaoming sneered at Ma Yuanchao's true fragrance warning, and said with a sinister arc at the corner of his mouth, "It's better to find a spacious place, let's compare."

In fact, Wang Xiaoming has no interest in competing with him at all. After all, he is just a little fat man with a yellow and green belt. To use his favorite words to describe him, he is a weak chicken. He can be knocked down by just moving his fingers. brilliance.

This is the legendary competition between children who fight and fight and cannot get on the stage.

Ma Yuanchao looked at Wang Xiaoming's disdainful expression, and his little face flushed a little. Usually in school, not many students dared to show such an expression to him, even his tall senior classmates, almost no one dared to do so.

Not only because he has practiced Taekwondo, but also because he is fat and has a lot of strength. Therefore, in elementary school, Ma Yuanchao considered himself a bully in the school and could bully his classmates as he wanted.

But now, this little guy in front of him actually looks down on him. This kind of naked contempt is really unbearable for Ma Yuanchao.

Ma Yuanchao went out first. At this moment, the coach was also eating. Only the staff in the club stared at him. He was afraid of some playful children and sneaked out of the club. If the child got lost in the club, it would have a great impact on the club, so These staff dare not be careless.

Came to a spacious practice field, Wang Xiaoming stood in the center.

It was Ma Yuanchao who confronted Wang Xiaoming.

Many boys also gathered around, as if they were looking forward to the competition between the two of them.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Ma Yuanchao's face full of desire to fight, and thought to himself that this little fat man would grow up really fast, he must be the kind of person who can't afford to suffer at all, and if the parents don't discipline him well, he might go astray.

It seems that today I will teach you how to be a good person.

Ma Yuanchao said to Wang Xiaoming: "Do you want to wear some protective mask, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear my punch."

Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "There are so many nonsense, hurry up, I will let you."

When Ma Yuanchao heard Wang Xiaoming's words, his face was full of anger, he gritted his teeth, stopped talking nonsense, and directly clenched his chubby wrists, prepared for a standard move, bent over and stood in a horse stance, and immediately punched him .

Wang Xiaoming watched Ma Yuanchao's fist hit him, turned his body slightly, and dodged swiftly.

Everyone looked at this scene with their eyes wide open. They were all innocent children. Looking at such a scene, they were suddenly fascinated.

Ma Yuanchao watched Wang Xiaoming dodge very easily, and he played a standard roundabout kick, and could hear gusts of wind ringing in his ears.

Wang Xiaoming gently raised his hand and grabbed Ma Yuanchao's feet. He didn't dare to use all his strength. If he fought with someone in another world, the force he used would definitely be able to kill this little fat man. Even if he didn't die, he would be disabled at the tenth level. .

Ma Yuanchao's roundabout kick is very standard. It can also be seen from this that his rank in the yellow-green belt was not bought with money. When one leg was caught, he jumped up suddenly, and the other leg hit Zhun Wang Xiaoming was kicked across the face.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming quickly let go of his hand and took a step back, avoiding Ma Yuanchao's kick.

All the boys present looked at this scene with envy on their faces, and they were a little shocked by Ma Yuanchao's skill.

When Ma Yuanchao let go of Wang Xiaoming's hand, he turned around flexibly, stood up straight, and attacked Wang Xiaoming fiercely.

"Humph."

When punching and kicking, Ma Yuanchao kept moaning and moaning, which made Wang Xiaoming frown, and those who didn't know thought you were the second general Humph.

Therefore, Wang Xiaoming felt very noisy, and after dodging Ma Yuanchao's attack, he directly raised his hand and slapped his chubby face.

With a sound of "Pa!", a bright red five-fingerprint suddenly appeared on Ma Yuanchao's right face.

"It's so noisy!" Wang Xiaoming said impatiently.

Although the slap didn't use much force, the scene was relatively quiet, so the crisp sound was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

At the same time, some staff not far away, hearing the voice, also stood up in horror and walked towards here.

(End of this chapter)