This Curse Is Awesome

After the staff cleared the arena, with cheers, Yahuang Yao and her opponent walked into the arena.

"Before the competition begins, I would like to interview you a few questions. Is it convenient to answer?"

The host A Yong stood in the middle of the ring and asked about it.

"Yes." No. 08 candidate Zhao Mucha was nodded.

"..." Bahuang Yao bit his lip, wanted to refuse, but didn't say anything.

"Very good." The host first handed the microphone to Zhao Mucha's mouth: "Excuse me, Zhao Mucha, are you confident in this battle?"

"Yes."

"Where does the confidence come from?"

"My strength is stronger than her." Zhao Mucha spoke frankly.

As a Martial Artist of 1.Level 2, he doesn't think he will not be able to beat a Level 1 girl.

"Then what is your ideal ranking in this college entrance examination?"

"The top eight."

"Why?"

"There is no why." Zhao Mucha became a little impatient.

Seeing this, the host A Yong immediately turned the microphone in front of Yahuang Yao: "Hello, Yao Yaao. After listening to the opponent's speech, what do you think?"

Bahuang Yao hanging his head: "..."

"Are you confident in this game?"

Bahuang Yao: "..."

"Do not hope for your own victory?"

Bahuang Yao: "..."

"Classmates, please relax, let's just interact briefly, don't be nervous." The host saw sweat on his forehead: "At least I have to say hello to the friends who are following you in Qing City."

hearing this, Bahuang Yao didn't even dare to speak.

The host is embarrassed: "Well, it seems that our Yahuang Yao player is relatively shy, so don’t be embarrassed by the little girl. As the game is about to come, emotional tension is inevitable, let us wish her well The performance of..."

"Number one..."

At this moment, Bahuang Yao squeezed a voice from his throat.

The opposite Zhao Mucha raised his eyebrows.

The host A Yong was also taken aback, and quickly handed out the microphone: "Classmate, what did you say?"

"No. 1..."

"What The champion?"

Bahuang Yao slowly lifted the head, his face flushed red: "My goal... is the champion."

"Wow!" The host exaggerated Half a step back: "Yao Bahuang, are you saying that your goal for the Gaokao exam this time is to become the champion?"

"...Yes."

"Why? "

"..." Bahuang Yao was silent.

"Okay!" The host immediately took control of the rhythm: "Very energetic! Mr. Lu Xun once said, how bold and productive people are! Students who don't want to be the champion are not good students, any miracle , All started with the most unrealistic wishes. Let us give Bahuang Yao applause of encouragement!"

"crash-bang..."

Live applause Thunderous.

Off the court, Chen Yu raised his head: "This is a mockery..."

...

"Excuse me, have you finished hosting."

On the side, the female examiner who has been patient for a long time said solemnly: "The candidate needs to start the competition."

"Okay, okay." The host quickly stepped down: "Then the official round Chapter 7, the match between No. 08 Zhao Mucha and No. 20 Bahuang Yao, begins!"

Waiting for the host A Yong to walk away, the female examiner walked to the center of the ring and said: "The test time is 20 minutes. . Now bless you."

After that, the female examiner mobilized her energy, and the two groups of light immediately enveloped Bahuang Yao and Zhao Mucha.

After the blessing, the female examiner backed away, and the right hand held high: "The test...start!"

"dang dang dang!"

The bell rang.

Bahuang Yao and Zhao Mucha are both spirited.

"Let's admit defeat. I'm not doing it now." Zhao Mucha poses in a standard boxing posture: "You are a Level 1 Martial Artist, impossible is my opponent."

"... "

Bahuang Yao didn't answer right away. Instead, he took out a silk scarf from his pocket and swelled and tied his hair: "I won't admit defeat. I have... a reason to win."

Zhao Mucha squinted her eyes: "It just so happens that I also have a reason to win."

"..."

"..."

The scene gradually became quiet.

The two looked at each other for half a minute, and at the same time they exploded with energy in their bodies!

Zhao Mucha——1.Level 22.

Bahuang Yao——1.0Level 4.

"whiz whiz whiz whiz..."

The blooming vigor brings up the messy whirlwind and blows away the dust in the ring.

The first shot was Zhao Mucha.

As a powerful party, do it quickly, reduce consumption, and wait for the opponent in the next match, which is the most correct choice.

"peng!"

The left leg is bent and straight! He ejected his whole body, moved towards Bahuang Yao rushed.

The speed is fast, like a sharp arrow!

Bahuang Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and he rolled back one meter.

“dong! ”

Momentum is big, power is deep. A heavy punch hit her where she stood before.

Judging from the destruction of the masonry collapse and flying, this fist, Zhao Mucha is murderous.

More than 60,000 spectators were all sucking in a cold breath.

In the first round of the official competition, I encountered this kind of fighting intensity, which is rare...

"I said, you are impossible to be my opponent." Zhao Mucha slowly retracted his punch. Twisting the "ka ka" creaking joints: "As soon as a person dies, there is nothing left."

"..."

Yao Bahuang's eyes gradually became sharper. Initiated a charge in a Z-shape, raised the whip leg, and kicked Zhao Mucha's face.

Use actions instead of answers.

"Okay."

Zhao Mucha did not stop, facing the offensive, directly raised his shoulders, and slammed Bahuang Yao's whip leg fiercely.

"Um."

People are in the air, and Bahuang Yao loses his weight and falls forward.

Zhao Mucha seized the opportunity and hit Bahuang Yao's abdomen with a fist fiercely!

“dong! ”

“pu... ”

A mouthful of dirty blood mixed with food residues spit out. The severe pain caused her to lose consciousness for a moment.

Zhao Mucha chased after victory, strode forward, waved his arms, and made five punches in one second!

“dong! ”

“dong dong! ”

“dong dong dong! ”

With the crisp sound of skeleton fracture, Bahuang Yao was knocked into the air by Juli.

But before flying away, Zhao Mucha grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

"Ha!"

"peng!"

The energy exploded, Zhao Mucha's arm exerted force, and Roar even raised the girl!

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

After three laps, moved towards the ground fiercely and fell away!

"pa!"

"Boom..."

The bricks and stones of the ring are broken every inch!

Amid the dust and fog, you can clearly see the wisps of blood gathering in small quantities, and a pool of blood has accumulated under Bahuang Yao...

"..."

Site, absolute silence.

In the VIP table, the mayor subconsciously glanced at the director next to him.

I saw that the secretary was expressionless.

It seems that he was beaten, not his daughter...

"pa ta."

Zhao Mucha released her hand and said blankly: "It's over , Declare victory."

The female examiner looked at the motionless Bahuang Yao, then looked back at the examiner group, stepped onto the ring, and raised her hand: "Then, the first round, the seventh ......"

"Wait...Wait..."

Zhao Mucha and the female examiner were both surprised, and immediately turned to look.

I saw that thin silhouette, staggeringly stood up.

"Cough..."

He vomited a ball of blood, Bahuang Yao trembled, his eyes mixed with unspeakable will: "This is just...just the beginning..."

"How could it be over..."

……