Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Tragic Boiled Egg

The audience under the martial arts stage was boiling, and they were about to crush their teeth when they were so angry that they were just arrogant. But in the blink of an eye, it was originally in a fixed form, but it was reversed!

Everyone is happy! Everyone is excited! Looking at the lower body covered by Zhang Huan, as well as the painful and deformed face, everyone did not have the slightest sympathy, but felt very enjoyable.

To be honest, Wu Yin is really despicable to do this, if this happens to others, everyone may also scold the person who sneaked up on him for being despicable. But when this matter is put on Zhang Huan, everyone doesn't think so, they feel very happy, and even feel that just a moment is not enough, and they should make up for it a few more times.

Wu Yin seemed to be able to read everyone's minds, and she was also very cooperative with everyone's thoughts.

Wu Yin glanced at Zhang Huan coldly, she threw the short sword in her hand to the ground, and then punched Zhang Huan in the face.

Zhang Huan didn't have the strength to fight back at this time, and was punched by Wu Yin, and his cheeks on one side immediately swollen.

Perhaps because he felt that he was still angry with a punch, Wu Yin punched the other side of the arrogant face. Then, punch after punch, each punch hit Zhang Huan's face.

Wu Yin waved his fists wantonly on the stage, and the audience also shouted in unison. Every time Wu Yin threw a punch, the audience in the audience cooperated and shouted the word "good". The stage and the audience actively cooperated, slapping their faces and arrogantly.

The anger in Wu Yin and the others was almost gone, and they also stopped their fists. At this time, Zhang Huan's face was completely swollen, and with his shiny bald head, it looked like a waxed braised egg.

Wu Yin looked at the boiled egg in front of him, and his mood instantly became much happier. She smiled sweetly at Zhang Huan, then raised her leg violently, and her upper knee hit Zhang Huan's face.

"Bang!"

A braised egg sprayed with bright red sauce flew into the air. The enamel-like surface of the braised egg reflects a charming glow in the sunlight. After landing on the ground, the braised egg showed everyone his excellent elasticity, and after a few "bangs" on the ground, and after spilling a piece of sauce, it was motionless.

With the braised eggs landing, the atmosphere of the audience has reached its peak. Everyone praised Wu Yin, laughed and arrogant, and the scene turned into a sea of joy.

Compared with the joy of the scene, the atmosphere of the eighteenth class at this time has dropped to the freezing point. Everyone had a cold face and couldn't say a word.

They are prepared for failure. Before going on the field, they were very confident in Zhang Huan's strength, and Zhang Huan did live up to everyone's expectations, almost crushing the opponent.

Later, although Zhang Huan fought very ungracefully, he still occupied an absolute advantage. But at the last moment, the old problem of arrogance was committed again, and if it was a daily practice, everyone felt that it was nothing, but it was just more annoying. But they couldn't accept losing the game because of this, and losing so ugly.

At this time, Zhang Huan came back with the braised egg, he looked at Fang Hong and the four of them, and after opening his mouth to say the word "I", he lowered his head and couldn't say a word anymore.

The four of them glanced at Zhang Huan, looked at each other again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook their heads.

"It started well and played well. Fang Hong nodded and said.

"It's just that it's too wasteful in the end. The monkey shook his head.

"And he said that he would avenge me. Haiyi pouted.

Xie Yao walked up to Zhang Huan, and with her slender hand, while stroking Zhang Huan's face, she said gently: "It's okay, it's normal to win or lose on the martial arts stage, I believe you didn't mean it." ”

When Zhang Huan heard Xie Yao's words, he was so moved that he was about to cry, he raised his head and looked at Xie Yao gratefully, and then he really cried.

After Xie Yao finished saying that, her face changed, her silver teeth clenched, her knees lifted, and it was another knee hit towards the weakness that Zhang Yao had just been attacked.

Severe pain hit, Zhang Huan covered his lower body and fell to the ground, the corners of his eyes were moist, and bean-sized tears flowed from his eyes and fell to the ground.

Xie Yao glanced coldly at Zhang Huan who fell to the ground, and spit out two words "waste" in his mouth. After speaking, he glanced at the classmates of Class 18 with a cold gaze and said, "No one is allowed to care about him." Then he walked over to the stage.

Everyone was stunned, they looked at Xie Yao's departing figure, and they couldn't help but shudder. This woman is terrible! You must not provoke her in the future! All the boys in class 18 sighed in unison.

Xie Yao's deterrent power is still very great, and after she left, her classmates were very obedient and didn't care about arrogance. But Lu Yi still helped him to his feet and found the Word of the Word to continue to treat his injuries.

Xie Yao had already stepped onto the stage at this time, and his opponent slowly came up. Although he already knew who the opponent was, Xie Yao was still stunned when he saw the opponent.

Jiang Hu's size is already rare and tall among humans, but Song Yi's body size is even bigger than Jiang Hu. With a height of more than two meters and a loose practice uniform, he was wearing it like a straitjacket, if it weren't for that immature face, no one would have thought that this was a seventeen-year-old boy.

The petite Xie Yao and Song Yi were at that station, just like a child now by the side of an adult. Song Yi just stood with Xie Yao, and let the audience have an answer to the victory. No one thinks that Xie Yao will win, unless a miracle happens, but they all say that it is a miracle, how can it be said that there is.

Gong Tai in the audience glanced at the situation on the stage, then turned his head to the sneering Lu Yi and said: "I think it's better for you to admit defeat directly, otherwise I won't be responsible if something happens." ”

Lu Yi smiled bitterly, this time he didn't argue with Gong Tai, indeed, the result was already obvious.

The boxer profession has the shortest attack distance among all professions, so he has the highest requirements for physical fitness compared to other professions. If Xie Yao is in another profession, he can also rely on his agile skills to rotate with Song Zhou. But he is also a boxer, destined to fight hand-to-hand, how can the petite Xie Yao be Song Yi's opponent.

Lu Yi looked at Xie Yao, his face was full of worry, and he shouted to the stage: "Xie Yao, don't fight with him, if the situation is not right, just admit defeat, no one will blame you." ”

Lu Yi's words undoubtedly admitted that Xie Yao was not as good as Song Yi, and this would definitely have an impact on Xie Yao's mentality. But he can't care so much now, Xie Yao's safety is more important in his eyes than victory or defeat. He stared at the stage tightly, ready to admit defeat for Xie Yao at any time.

Xie Yao didn't react much when she heard Lu Yi's words, she just nodded lightly at Lu Yi. He turned to the referee and said a few words, and he was ready to start fighting.