wild girl

Chapter 14 Who refuses to accept, just come up

The staff in the monitoring room, who were watching the show with great interest, suddenly called the director again: "Director, it's 'Waltz'."

"Huh?" The director came to the video again with a cup of coffee, and saw He Shiyan raised his hand, with his thumb and little finger closed, and the other three fingers raised up—this is the so-called "Waltz" hand, which is Waltz's S-level authority , has the right to allow unqualified external personnel to stand on the competition platform and enjoy all the freedom within the sparring rules.

"It's not common for Walz to appear in the preliminaries. Is this the first time this year?" The director raised his eyebrows and looked at the enlarged face of He Shiyan on the video. On the preliminaries stage, interesting! Give them some more boxing gloves!"

"Okay~" The staff quickly operated the drone, "This year's students are very motivated hahaha..."

The drone "da da da" reappeared over the gymnasium, dropping several pairs of boxing gloves from high altitude.

He Shiyan smiled when he saw this, and raised his voice to look at the people from Jiuluo Middle School: "With my authority, outsiders can come on stage. Don't be polite to me, anyone who wants to come up. In addition—— No matter what Jiuluo High School does, Waltz's students can only watch, and if anyone gets ahead, I can't spare her!"

"Really, with such an arrogant tone, we seem to be bullies who bully the few." In Jiuluo High School, a fat and kind boy frowned unhappily, "We thought we were girls Will you be merciful, stop dreaming!"

Angrily, he stepped forward first, bent down to pick up the boxing gloves, turned his head and said to his high school students: "You don't have to go up, I'll come! I'm so mad, even if you look down on men, you should have a limit..."

As he spoke, he walked onto the circular platform, and before he had time to react, he was directly knocked down by a few quick punches coming toward him——

Following the heavy landing, He Shiyan withdrew his fist, stood crookedly, looked at Jiuluo High School sarcastically, and lazily said, "Come on, next one."

"It's very interesting, senior. I wasn't very interested in it at first. Everyone kept talking about Waltz. I thought it was boring before. It turned out there was a reason." The boy in the wool cap chuckled and began to take off his coat.

"That girl is the highest level powerhouse in this school, so she's not easy to deal with," He Zhuoyi reminded her junior.

"We've all hit other people's turf and stepped on their heads for shit. If we haven't reacted yet, it's really unreasonable. It's normal."

"You guy, don't be careless just because the other party is a girl! You have to be careful!" He Zhuoyi reminded again.

"It's annoying to come one by one, and I'm tired too. How many people do you have? How about together?" He Shiyan stepped on the edge of the circular platform, raising his eyebrows.

"I'll play with you." The boy in the wool cap put on boxing gloves, and as soon as he stood on the round platform, he punched He Shiyan.

It's fast and powerful.

He Shiyan managed to dodge, looked at the other person's face, and frowned: "Did I meet you somewhere?" She recalled in her mind for a few seconds, and hesitantly revealed the other person's identity, "Is it the National Sports Conference? Yan Zongyang? "

"It's an honor, you actually know me?" Yan Zongyang chuckled, "But I only recognized it now, I'm afraid it's a bit late."

Yan Zongyang is the recipient of the Sub-Heavyweight Newcomer Award at the National Sports Conference.

As the two went back and forth, He Shiyan's fist landed on Yan Zongyang's face, but he blocked it with his fist: "Your jab is really light. I heard that you were relegated from welterweight to welterweight? You lost too much weight Right, it’s almost shaky standing up. Did you suddenly realize that you’re a girl and start worrying about how you look?”

He Shiyan's face froze for a moment, remembering that he weighed more than 120 a year ago...

"I'm really curious. With your fist now, you still want to knock me down all at once. I'm afraid it's not a dream—"

"Well, I'm also curious." With a disdainful smile on He Shiyan's face, did he easily dodge all of Yan Zongyang's attacks? "How do you want to defeat me with such a slow fist?"

As soon as the words fell, countless fists fell on Yan Zongyang's body mercilessly.She was so fast that she hardly gave Yan Zongyang time to react.

"You, bastard——" Yan Zongyang was enraged, and desperately wanted to teach He Shiyan a lesson.

"The reason why I lost weight is to speed up." He Shiyan tilted his head calmly, and looked at Yan Zongyang indifferently, "If you don't become faster and stronger, you won't be able to keep up with that woman queen."

She raised her leg and forced Yan Zongyang back a few steps: "How about it, are you satisfied with my strength?"

Yan Zongyang felt his teeth itching...

"What the hell are these things!" The people from Jiuluo High School couldn't stand it anymore, and began to take off their clothes one after another, "Anyway, I've lost all face, and we'll meet you too—" He greeted He Shiyan "Why, didn't you ask us to go to bed together? Seeing that we really went to bed together, are you afraid?"

He stepped on the circular lift with one foot, not wanting someone to grab his ankle.

"Huh?" The student of Jiuluo High School lowered his head and met Lu Ziyu's weak expression, "What are you? Get out!"

Lu Ziyu didn't let go of his hand. Although his expression was not very imposing, his tone was firm: "Well, I mean, the other party is a girl. Isn't it a bit despicable to attack a girl with so many of you guys?"

"Are you looking for death?"

"I'm just...that..."

"Okay, Lu Ziyu, don't come here to join in the fun, just stay here." He Shiyan bumped his fist.

Um?This guy is the Lu Ziyu whom the queen likes?It looks...so weak, without the aura of a strong man at all.

No, you can't take it lightly, in case the other party is actually a type of person pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger...

Thinking of this, Jiu Luo's students put on a serious look and stared at Lu Ziyu vigilantly.

"Hey wait a minute, I don't want to fight... I'm just trying to persuade you to fight..." Lu Ziyu hurriedly stood up and explained.

The other party couldn't grasp Lu Ziyu's true level. Seeing Lu Ziyu standing up, he reckoned that he was about to make a move, so he just kept going, "Bang——"

Lu Ziyu, game over.

"Lu Ziyu, hurry to the outside of the circle!" Seeing Lu Ziyu's nosebleeds, He Shiyan was very anxious, "Why are you rushing at me? What kind of man is a bully who bullies the weak!"

"You still have Lu Ziyu, the air traffic controller?" His fist brushed He Shiyan's cheek dangerously, and Yan Zongyang's eyes locked on him tightly, "Do you look down on me? Anyway, I'm still standing in front of you."

"Okay." He Shiyan restrained all his emotions, "Then let's try."

The confrontation between the two couldn't end for a while, He Shiyan gritted his teeth: "You guy, your hands are slow and your feet are slow, and there is a huge difference in strength, so you should take the initiative to roll down, right?"

Yan Zongyang lowered his waist, raised his feet high, and kicked He Shiyan directly at the waist——

He was too strong, and He Shiyan took two steps back in a bit of embarrassment.

"Oh? Hold on, what a surprise." Yan Zongyang sneered twice, "Why, look at me with this expression? This is not a boxing ring, so you can't use your feet? On Walz's stage, all events should Is everything okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." He Shiyan patted the dust on his body, "Yan Zongyang, I'll give you a chance. Quit quietly now, and I'll let you go. If you want to keep fighting now—I promise, you I won’t be able to participate in boxing matches this season. It is estimated that I will be treated in the hospital.”

Yan Zong froze.

"You guys! Stop it! Stop it!" The gate of the gymnasium was pushed open again, and a certain little child ran in angrily, "Where do you think this is? In the school where I, Song Tiantian, dare to Attack my Ziyu?!"

"Huh?" Lu Ziyu turned his head in surprise.

"Song Tiantian, you..." He Shiyan couldn't manage the expression on his face.

People from Jiuluo High School also said that they were a little confused.

Song Tiantian was wearing a pink floral pajamas and slippers, and stood in front of Lu Ziyu aggressively: "I'm here, Ziyu, don't worry! I'm here to protect you!"

"What are you wearing..." Lu Ziyu asked blackly.

"Wow, Ziyu, you have a nosebleed, hey, which bastard moved his hand!" Song Tiantian was so heartbroken, "I rushed over immediately after seeing Waltz's live broadcast, don't worry about Ziyu, I'm here I will definitely protect you properly!"

"Hey He Shiyan!" Filled with anger, Song Tiantian turned her head violently, and walked towards He Shiyan wearing slippers, "Da da da", "What are you doing here! How dare you let these bastards attack Zi Yu? My son Yu is all injured!"

"Who are you? A primary school student?" Song Tiantian didn't take two steps before being pinned down on her head. The Jiuluo High School student who just made a move on Lu Ziyu said, "If you don't want to get hurt..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Tiantian gave a high kick directly, and her cold eyes fell on his cheek: "Who do you think you are touching?" A tall boy, under Song Tiantian's attack, fell to the ground like smashed pumpkin pulp, twitched and couldn't get up again.

"Anyone of you who is dissatisfied, come on stage. There is no need to follow any order, you bastards from Jiuluo High School, all come to me!"

"Hey Song Tiantian, this is my place—" He Shiyan said hastily.

"Your opponent is me!" Yan Zongyang reached out to stop He Shiyan.

He Shiyan didn't look at him at all, just bent his leg, his knee hit Yan Zongyang's fragile abdomen hard, and kicked again, Yan Zongyang fell off the stage.

"What? This isn't a boxing match, is it?" He Shiyan grinned and walked to Song Tiantian's side.

The two stood in front of Lu Ziyu with a tacit understanding, and said in unison: "Anyone who is not convinced, just come up!"

(End of this chapter)