Chapter 0193: Fierce vs. Fierce (Fourth Update!)

The audience was full of doubts

Even Jin Guiyi looked at me with great suspicion, and looked at Chen An suspiciously, thinking that the freshmen of the medical university and the students of the sports school are so optimistic, what kind of chicken feather situation is this, can it work

At this time, a slightly lonely applause clapped excitedly: "Lin Xiu, beat them"

I turned my head to look at Wen Xiaomo, who didn't care about the image of her school flower goddess at all, and stood there like a girl who applauded and cheered at me, both a little crying and laughing, but also felt infinite pride and satisfaction in my heart, look, your goddess stood up and cheered for me

What Wen Xiaomo and I didn't notice was that in an inconspicuous corner, Chen Jinmin took a look at his girlfriend in his arms, and he couldn't help but sigh with some sadness in his heart

Girlfriend Chen Jinghu stared at Chen Jinmin suspiciously and said, "Why are you jealous?"

"No, no," Chen Jinmin said with a bitter face, "I want to sympathize with those guys from the Kung Fu Club of South China Normal University."

"Ha" Chen Jing's eyes widened

At this time, Jin Guiyi had reluctantly accepted the reality, Qin Aiguo also looked at me, stared at me and said with a light smile: "Classmate, you have thought about it carefully, this time the member of our club is named He Long, and his fist is fierce."

Is it fierce?

I smiled lightly and nodded to say that I was ready, and then walked over to look at He Long face to face, and nodded to each other as a greeting

Jin Guiyi and Qin Aiguo shouted at the same time to start

He Long suddenly rushed over

"Wait a minute," I hurriedly shouted

"Poof"

The audience laughed

"Why do you want to abstain," He Long glared at me and sneered

I raised my finger and pointed to the sleeve and smiled: "I forgot to roll up the cuffs, I'm afraid that the sleeves will collapse, so wait for me, okay?"

As I spoke, I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt above my elbows

He Long scoffed, but when he saw the hideous scar slowly emerging on my left arm, his eyes subconsciously shrank slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed to stare at me

I put on a posture: "Come on"

"Huh"

Qin Aiguo and a certain person in the Kung Fu Club of South China Normal University looked at each other together, and at the same time saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes

He Long looked at my posture, frowned slightly, and sneered: "You're okay, right, don't wait for a while and say that you're not ready, so you lose."

"Okay"

"Then I'm coming" He Long snorted coldly, his figure rushed forward, the muscles on his arms bulged, and the shadow of his fist was in a straight line, like a steel cone, rushing straight towards my chest

Iron line fist in the southern fist

My eyes sank, and I took a step at the same time, without any intention of retreating or dodging, and directly met He Long's strong punch and hit it hard

"Poof".

There was no too amazing scene to happen, but He Long's figure staggered back two steps at the moment when the two fists collided, and my figure was like a tiger descending the mountain, stepping away, like a waterfall crashing down the mountain, directly hanging into his chest, slamming into it, like a bull plowing, and with a poof, He Long's entire figure suddenly flew out, even if Qin Aiguo reacted instantly, reached out and fished it out, but even took a step with himself, and still couldn't stop He Long's figure from falling out

"Bang, pop"