Chapter Twenty-Three: My Miss Murong

It's so strong, the elbow is one of the hardest places in the human body, and Hong Yi's kid actually smashed it with a punch. I don't know if his finger is broken.

But the man just screamed, and then took a few steps back. After Hong Yi gained the momentum, he quickly rushed up, and punched him in the stomach again, and was directly knocked out of the court. It was so easy to win this game.

Something surprising to Hao Tianming appeared, and a very familiar figure appeared on the last field. It turned out to be Murong Moqing in a black tracksuit.

Hao Tianming was surprised, but he didn't expect Murong Moqing to also participate. But why did she participate? In the last ring, the audience was also the largest, and standing opposite Murong Moqing was a man wearing a black leather wallet, all black, except that he had an iron chain around his neck. His face was extremely cold, and Wang Baohua's coldness was like a child being angry in front of him.

Murong Moqing didn't know what the expression was on his face, and the girls below were all clustered in front of him, calling the man's name fiercely, "Ximen, Ximen, Ximen......"

"Why did you come?" asked Simon, his mouth covered by a raised collar.

Murong Moqing took a deep breath, "Because I want to meet you." ”

"Does it make sense?" was still a cold voice.

Murong Moqing smiled a little miserably, "Why is it meaningless, how did you become like this?, am I really air in your eyes?"

Hao Tianming, who heard their conversation, suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart!

With the improvement of the overall quality of the characters in the later competitions, time is no longer limited. The rest of the people have all finished the game, and now it's on Murong Moqing's side.

Dongfang Sheng, who was dressed in white casual clothes, rubbed his fists lightly and looked at Simon above, "This bastard, does he have to mix in this kind of child's activity?"

"You're not what I want, I've made it clear. Simon said.

Murong Moqing's face looked very sad, and Hao Tianming was also unhappy when he looked at it.

"Go down, there is no one here who is my opponent. Simon said.

"Then you are still here to participate, what are you doing it for?" Murong Moqing said.

"For a quota, a quota to participate in the real martial arts conference!" Then Simon's brows furrowed, and a figure appeared in his mind, "I'm going to meet that man and beat him to the real point!"

Murong Moqing took a taekwondo pose, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes, "Hmph, I won't let you go so easily!"

Simon closed his eyes as if taking a deep breath. Then his feet moved, and in just the blink of an eye, he advanced in front of Murong Moqing, grabbed Murong Moqing's hand with one hand, and then continued to move forward.

After a second, Simon stopped, for there was no point in moving forward. Now Murong Moqing's feet have stepped out of the boundary. Two tears flowed from Murong Moqing's eyes, she had already lost.

Hao Tianming looked at this unexpected result, a pair of fists clenched "clucked", Murong Moqing was actually insulted by such a person! Yes! In Hao Tianming's eyes, it was an insult!

"Tianming, Tianming, what's wrong with you?" Li Jiasen called Hao Tianming twice, and Hao Tianming heard that the feeling on Hao Tianming's body just now made him very uncomfortable.

Hao Tianming lost his mind just now and shook his head, "No, it's nothing." ”

Murong Moqing is gone, and I don't know where I went. Thinking that there was still a game, Hao Tianming didn't chase Murong Moqing.

At five o'clock, there were sixteen men left. This is already the sixteen strongest kung fu people in Yaotai Academy. In the end, only three of the sixteen were selected to participate in the real martial arts conference.

"Now we're going to waste no time, we're going to divide the sixteen into groups of eight for the final game of the afternoon. The president of the student council said with a microphone in his hand.

The computer screen scrolls, then stops, and there are eight sets of data on it. has already separated people, Ma Yi is the first game this time, and the opponent is worried, it turned out to be Dongfang Sheng.

Hao Tianming's opponent is a fat man, a fat man who is very fat and fat.

It seems that Ximen's daimyo is also very majestic in Yaotai Academy, and Ximen's opponent took the initiative to abstain after hearing that his opponent was Ximen.

"Young master, who do you think wins this time?" asked a man with a hairstyle that resembled a traitor to a man in a school uniform next to him.

The boys' uniforms at Yaotai Academy resemble suits, but this person's uniforms have obviously been carefully modified to bring out the slender figure, and his hair is curly, as if he has been permed.

"It's just the activity of a bunch of reckless people. Among the three places, Simon must be the first, and Dongfang, he may also have one. ”

"And what about the last one?" said the traitor head.

"The last one is hard to say, it depends on their strength. ”

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What you see below is the game of sixteen into eight, and Hao Tianming is playing against a fat man. Hao Tianming's height of just one meter eight is like a kid in the eyes of the fat man.

This fat man's weight is estimated to be 300 pounds, is there still a sumo club in Yaotai Academy?

"You're so ugly. Hao Tianming looked at the fat man and said.

The fat man had a sideways face, wearing a fat sportswear, and after hearing Hao Tianming say this, the fire in his heart rose, "What do you say! Do you know what ugliness is, or do you know what beauty is!"

Hao Tianming closed his eyes directly and didn't look at this ugly guy. Hao Tianming's actions made the super fat man angry, "Boy! People like me who have a kind heart are the most beautiful people! You have made me very unhappy today, and according to my observation, you have been very close to Miss Murong during this time, that is my Miss Murong! Why are you by her side, why are you so close, let me pinch you to death today!"

Hao Tianming's eyes opened suddenly, "Your Murong, hum, you are not mistaken, it seems that my obligations as a bodyguard are finally going to be executed in advance." ”

"What are you talking about! Let you taste my groundbreaking, earth-shattering, stealing the world's punch!" The fat man didn't move a step and the fat on his body began to tremble, which made Hao Tianming look at a burst of nausea, this type of person seems to have seen it for a long time, and there is always a feeling of nausea and discomfort after seeing it.

But now that the game has begun, Hao Tianming stretched his right hand into his trouser pocket and rubbed his crotch that was still slightly aching with a small movement, but in the eyes of the fat boy, it was a provocation, because now one of Hao Tianming's hands was inserted in his trouser pocket.