wild girl

Chapter 133 What a pity

"The format of the game is best-of-five, one-on-one. The two sides send a player, and the winner can continue to play, and so on." Chen Shengyue said.

"I don't care, you can say whatever you want. You will lose anyway." Jordan didn't care.

"On our side, I am the referee, and Coach Luo will not participate." Chen Shengyue said, "The first player must be drawn from among you."

"I'm relatively weak, and I'm afraid to delay everyone's mention." Lu Ziyu frowned, "Sister, can you play?"

"I'm a referee, and I'm forbidden to participate in the competition." Chen Shengyue shook her head.

"This is about Zhuoyi's friend, I will help. As long as you don't dislike it." He Zhuoyan smiled and said politely.

"Why did you bring me in!" the bayonet muttered.

"Let Zexi and I play first." He Shiyan also didn't want Lu Ziyu and the others to make mistakes.After all, the other party is indeed not an ordinary person, and his skills are very professional. This matter is not a joke.

"You two can't do it now, and you can come out after your physical strength recovers. Let's choose one of the three of you. Classmate Lu Ziyu, you are also a student of Walz. Come on! He Zhuoyi's brother, I know you are also a very good boy." A capable player, as for that one..."

"What's wrong with me?" Bayonet stared, "Why don't you talk?"

"In short... as long as you work together, the victory will definitely belong to you." Chen Shengyue looked away as if nothing had happened, "Which of you three will play first?"

The three looked at each other, and stretched out their hands tacitly: "Rock paper scissors!"

Bayonet lost.

"Really, why do I have to help you do this kind of thing? Do you know who I am? Do you know how low it is for me to play in person!" Bayonet let He Zhuoyan put on a boxing box while disgusted. Gloves, "Strictly speaking, we are enemies! Why should I help my enemies!"

"It's okay, let's help each other hahaha..." He Zhuoyan said with a smile, "If you really can't hold on, you will abstain."

"Players from both sides, please enter the arena and come to the center of the stage." Chen Shengyue said.

A person slowly walked out of the crowd on Jordan's side. His whole body was covered by a cloak, only his long, smooth hair was exposed.

"Yo? Woman! Not bad!" The bayonet was very confident.

"Please wear good clothes, and you are not allowed to use your elbows and knees. Each round is 3 minutes, three rounds." Chen Shengyue said, "Your cloak, please take off."

The other party "swish-" and tore off the cloak.

Bayonet couldn't laugh anymore.

The other party took off all the lead weights worn on his body.

Bayonet felt a little bad foreboding.

"It's a man...he's a pretty strong man... who is he with so many lead weights on his body?" Bayonet said stiffly, "I'm Youjia's operation captain Bayonet! Remember clearly! Fighting depends on more than just your body..."

He took a step forward and took out a wrench from his pocket: "Labor and capital beat you!"

"What the hell are you doing bayonet!" Lu Ziyu and He Zhuoyan were both stunned.

"Wait, you can't use weapons on stage!" Chen Shengyue warned, "If you violate the rules again, you will be disqualified from the competition."

"Really, fighting! It's called fighting if you don't hold something in your hand!" The bayonet complained with his hands on his hips.

He Zhuoyan stared at the confiscated wrench: "He still has such things in his pocket anytime, anywhere..."

"Okay, competition, preparation—" Chen Shengyue raised her hand, "Start!"

"Hmph, even if there is no guy, I can still beat you to the ground! If you beg for mercy now, I can barely let you go!" The bayonet raised its head provocatively.

The other party didn't say a word, seeing the bayonet getting closer, he punched the bayonet hard, hitting the bayonet's cheek.

"Well—" the bayonet groaned, and fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"Oh my God." Bayonet covered his face and climbed to the edge of the stage, grabbed the rope and howled, "My friend, I can't do it anymore! Help me!"

He Zhuoyan's black line: "What are you talking about? Stop making trouble and fight hard."

"This is a skit, really, any kind of trash can go on stage!" Jordan sat on the sofa with his arms folded and sneered.

"Don't come here!" Bayonet looked at the long-haired man tremblingly, seeing him getting closer, he hugged him fiercely, "I'm sorry I was wrong..."

The long-haired man froze for a moment.

Seeing this, the bayonet immediately used its strength, and the fist hit the opponent's chin from bottom to top.

"Hmm..." The other party was unprepared and took a few steps back, just hitting the grid net.

"Yo, not bad." He Shiyan raised his eyebrows.

"Good fight!" He Zhuoyan clenched his fists.

"Stinky boy, you are dead!" The bayonet took advantage of the victory to pursue, "You were still wearing crotch pants when the labor and management were going through the wind and rain! You want to join the labor and capital, thinking too much!"

As soon as his fist touched the long-haired man, he was directly hit in the abdomen by the long-haired man.

"Cough..." Bayonet's eyes widened suddenly.

Seeing that the bayonet was powerless to resist, the opponent didn't stop, but took one after another, as if he would never stop until the bayonet was killed.

"No! Stop hitting!" He Zhuoyan roared.

"Stop!!" Chen Shengyue also yelled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

The long-haired man kicked the bayonet for the last time, kicking the bayonet until he lost consciousness, and then stopped.

"It's Thai boxing." Luo Jiayou sighed.

"The match is over, and it's really..." He Shiyan gritted his teeth.

He Zhuoyan pursed his lips tightly, handed Xiaoxun to Lu Ziyu, and said softly, "Next time, I'll come."

Lu Ziyu moved the bayonet off the stage, saw that the bayonet could still make a hazy sound even after fainting, and it seemed that there was nothing serious about it: "He...he should be fine, right?"

"Slight concussion, nothing serious." He Shiyan said.

"Two contestants, please come to the center of the stage." Chen Shengyue said.

He Zhuoyan thumped his fist and walked slowly to the center of the stage.

"Brother Zhuo Yan, come on!" Lu Ziyu clenched his fist.

"The other party has no strength to fight back, do you have to continue to fight hard?" He Zhuoyan asked softly.

"Heh—" the long-haired man chuckled, "Don't worry, your end will soon be the same as that person's."

"Game start!"

As soon as Chen Shengyue finished speaking, the long-haired man rushed towards He Zhuoyan.

"Very good... now it seems that the defense is not bad..." Lu Ziyu nervously watched the game on the stage, watching He Zhuoyan's constant defense and avoidance, "Brother Zhuoyan, pay attention to defending the opponent's kick!"

"What? It's this low level again." Jonathan lost interest, "Aren't you here to save people? It's not as good as those two girls before. It's boring."

He Zhuoyan only focused on defending the long-haired man. He leaned back, avoided the opponent's kick, turned around, and kicked the opponent's side waist directly.

"You—" the long-haired man opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He Zhuoyan only let out a breath, did not relax his vigilance, bent over and swooped over, and gave the opponent a heavy blow, and at the moment the opponent raised his hand to defend, he kicked again.

"This kid... is interesting." Jonathan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Brother, very good!" Lu Ziyu affirmed, "Come on, you can win!"

"Brother, beat him to the ground!" The bayonet who woke up also joined the cheering camp.

"You..." The long-haired man gasped, "You're a little level..."

He Zhuoyan was also panting slightly, and smiled: "Yes, this is the only level now. It may be that the blank period is too long, and you can't do what you want. If it was before, you are already on the ground now."

"Zhuoyi's brother, I've paid attention to it before." Luo Jiayou said suddenly, "About four or five years ago, right? He was still a high school student at that time, and he won the college students who were two or three years older than him, covering all the people in the country at that time." nature of the student trophy."

With a sullen face, He Shiyan stared at the stage restrainedly, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "It's hard to win, isn't it?"

"Well, I can't win." Guan Zexi replied.

"Why? Isn't brother Zhuo Yan in an advantageous position now?" Lu Ziyu was puzzled.

"It's like this now. But the other party is a person who trains every day. In terms of physical strength, He Zhuoyan has already been beaten by the other party." He Shiyan made a conclusion, "Two minutes, his limit."

The game on stage is still going on.

Rao He Shiyan had already stated the result, but Lu Ziyu and Bayonet still did not give up.

"Now it's focused on defense, and the defense is actually quite good. It's true that the body is not as flexible as those who practice regularly, but the feeling is still there." He Shiyan said in a concentrated voice, "But, that's it."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Zhuoyan rushed towards the long-haired man and punched him in the jaw.The long-haired man failed to stand still and fell backwards. He Zhuoyan took advantage of the situation and gave him another punch.

The long-haired man staggered and swayed a few times, but he didn't fall down.

"How...you didn't fall down after being hit twice so hard?" Lu Ziyu was shocked.

"It's too strong. The strength of the opponent is much higher than that of He Zhuoyan. Moreover, there are differences in their own weight levels, and the training is also very good. The body is very perfect and even. Thanks to He Zhuoyan's feeling, otherwise he would not be able to survive at all." Luo Jiayou Sighing, "It's such a pity that such a good seedling has been abandoned for so many years!"

"Yeah, it's been 2 minutes since the game, and he's probably just a battery that's about to run out." He Shiyan sighed.

Jordan was also a little bored, and said, "It's almost there, let the game end."

Hearing this, the long-haired man rushed towards He Zhuoyan, bent and kicked He Zhuoyan's knee directly, then punched He Zhuoyan in the face, and kicked He Zhuoyan's knee again when He Zhuoyan stretched out his hand to block it.

"This guy, he only picks the place where he has been beaten." Lu Ziyu gritted his teeth, fearing that something would happen if he continued like this. Seeing that He Zhuoyan's knee was attacked for the third time, he quickly called out, "Brother, don't insist anymore! Give up. !The body is the most important thing!"

He Zhuoyan gasped continuously, only feeling that his legs were almost numb.

The long-haired man suddenly gave a weird laugh. Chen Shengyue found out that the secret path was not good, and immediately said: "Stop! The game is over!"

He glanced at Chen Shengyue, stretched out his foot, and kicked He Zhuoyan's lower body heavily.

With a bang, He Zhuoyan fell down on the stage.

(End of this chapter)