Chapter 090: Battle of Collective Honor

"Stop!" Zhao Zhiyong, who happened to be in front of him, had already settled down at this time, not only was he not afraid, but a surge of blood surged in his heart, his feet were slightly separated, his hands were raised and his fists were slightly clenched, and he put on a posture, ready for it. > itw-w-w=.Ā·

"Get out of the way!" Wang Yu's footsteps did not stop, and he drank coldly.

"Hmph, if you think I'm the same as Liu Guang, you're wrong." Zhao Zhiyong snorted coldly, his feet suddenly moved, and he rushed towards Wang Yu!

During the sparring session, Liu Guang did win him once with a sneak attack, but only that time! The two of them often practiced together no less than a hundred times, and when they practiced the other battles, he won them all!

The gap in strength, he rarely presides in front of outsiders, so basically only he and Liu Guang know in the school, although they generally go in and out together, and are also known as "left and right protectors", but his strength is at least one level stronger than Liu Guang!

Just as Zhao Zhiyong approached within two meters of Wang Yu's body, the latter suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "Who is higher than Sun Feiyu or you?" ā€

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhiyong, who was about to punch, stopped, and stopped in front of Wang Yu.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Zhiyong asked in disbelief.

Sun Feiyu is the champion of the two-time Municipal College Student Sanda League, and he can almost be called an idol in the sanda world, especially among young people! Although he, Zhao Zhiyong and Liu Guang, learned sanda and did not learn badly, they did not dare to compare with Sun Feiyu.

Therefore, when he heard Wang Yu suddenly mention Sun Feiyu, Zhao Zhiyong was affected when he ascended, and he couldn't help but stop.

Li Wenfan, who was about ten meters away over there, didn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, and saw Zhao Zhiyong suddenly stop, a little inexplicable, and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze!" Hit him! ā€

"It's not anything special," Wang Yu grinned toothily and said slowly, "I just want to know one thing, Sun Feiyu and I can only lose the battle, how much ability do you have to dare to do it with me?" ā€

When the words fell, Zhao Zhiyong had changed color instantly.

Sun Feiyu can't beat this kid?!

In the past two days, Sun Feiyu knelt down for Wang Yu, and there was a lot of uproar, and everyone in the school knew about it. But everyone knew that it was due to a gambling contract, so no one thought that Sun Feiyu would lose to Wang Yu in martial arts.

But at this time, Zhao Zhiyong thought about it, but he felt a chill in his heart.

What kind of character is Sun Feiyu, even the teachers don't dare to offend him, but Wang Yu actually dares, what is this kid fighting for? Without fighting, how could he dare to humiliate Sun Feiyu like that?

Don't...... This kid didn't lie, Sun Feiyu was really his defeated general?!

For a while, Zhao Zhiyong couldn't help but be confused and hesitated. >ļ¹8ļ½—=ļ½—-ļ½—=ļ¼ŽĀ·

Wang Yu smiled slightly and walked towards him again.

This time, Zhao Zhiyong hesitated for a moment, didn't dare to stop again, and took two steps back.

Wang Yu walked over without looking back, but went straight to the staircase and went downstairs.

Saying that Sun Feiyu can't beat him is a bit bragging, but it's not too much. After all, last time he didn't have a knot, he didn't fall behind, if he passed the knot, his state was improved to his heyday, even if he was not as skilled as the other party, it might not be difficult to win.

But of course he won't say much about these details, the purpose of scaring the other party has been achieved, and that's enough.

"Zhao Zhiyong, you're doing your hair!" Li Wenfan saw Wang Yu's figure disappear, and rushed to Zhao Zhiyong with a scream, raising his hand to slap him.

Syllable!

Zhao Zhiyong survived, did not block and dodge or counterattack, hung his head, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

But he also knew in his heart that Li Wenfan, the eldest young master, was his food and clothing parents, how could he offend lightly?

"Why didn't you beat him up just now! Why hide! Li Wenfan's mouth almost reached his ear, and he roared wildly, "Labor and management give you so much pocket money, why do you think you took it for nothing?!" ā€

"No, Fan Shao ......" Zhao Zhiyong gritted his teeth, and finally explained, "That kid is not simple!" ā€

"It's not a simple egg!" Li Wenfan's spittle flew to Zhao Zhiyong's ears, "You are so cowardly!" Useless waste! Grass Nyima's, get out of the labor! Don't show up in front of me again! ā€

Zhao Zhiyong opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

He really followed Li Wenfan for the sake of money, but the clay man also has a dirty nature, this guy deceives people too much!

After Zhao Zhiyong's figure also disappeared at the staircase, someone behind him cautiously asked, "Fan Shao, what should I do now?" ā€

A touch of viciousness flashed in Li Wenfan's eyes, and he said coldly: "Isn't that kid quite capable?" After school today, I want him to look good! ā€

***

In the afternoon, it was a rare physical education class, and when the students gathered, Teacher Ma called Wang Yu aside. >ļ¼æļ¹Ž8_w=ļ½—ļ½—ļ¼Ž

"Wang Yu, how did you think about the things you mentioned last time?" Mr. Ma is not grinding and gets straight to the point. A few days ago, he saw Wang Yu's fast running, and knew that his grades were not good, so he proposed yƬ to join the ranks of sports students, and originally said that he would give two days to think about it, but because of the delay in the monthly exam, he had no chance to ask until now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I thought about it for a while and decided to go to college by relying on culture classes." Wang Yu said a little embarrassed, "My grades have been a little better recently, and there should be no problem in taking the university entrance examination." ā€

"That's it......" Teacher Ma was a little disappointed, but he had always had a good personality, so he smiled and patted Wang Yu on the head, "Then study hard!" But your athletics talent is quite good, you can run that kind of degree without training, if you train, you will probably become a national athlete, I really hope you can live up to your talent, alas......"

Wang Yu only chattered and didn't dare to say anything.

His "talent" is only after fusing with the golden evil qi of the extremely evil soul, but it is not innate. But if he doesn't say it, no one else knows, and even if he does, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

However, in the last few days, he had already begun to feel that the enhancement of his body essence was no longer as obvious as before, and it seemed that the golden evil qi and his fusion should also reach the completion stage. I went to the park this morning, and the old man also specially tested his fist, and in the absence of a knot, he can already punch out a punch of five hundred catties of strength, and after the knot, he can pass eight hundred catties, but it is not much stronger than the last test, which is proof.

Even so, his current physical state is much stronger than before, and in addition to strength and degree, endurance and agility are far beyond ordinary people. This made him more and more confident that he could swing so well in the morning against Liu Guang and Zhao Zhiyong, thanks to this.

Half of the PE class was over, and a group of boys and girls were so tired that they sat down to rest on the lawn of the playground.

Wang Yu is now a good learner, and he doesn't want to be too ostentatious in front of others, so he has converged his degree when running, and he has also collected his strength during the long jump, trying to keep his other people at a level. It's like he didn't feel much tired at this time, but he still followed Deng Tong on the lawn and pretended to rest.

"Look! A class of people! Deng Tong pouted at another class who was in physical education class not far away, his eyes lit up, "Goddess Yan is there!" ā€

Wang Yu turned his head to look and immediately saw the students in the first class of the third year of high school.

Yan Xiaoxi is in the first class, and Deng Tong is now staring at the group of girls who are jogging around the playground over there, and the most beautiful one is of course Yan Xiaoxi. At this time, taking advantage of the break to peek at her over there, it was not only Deng Tongyi, but almost the entire boys in the ninth class of the third year of high school were aiming at this recognized number one beauty in the school.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoxi in the team looked over at them, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Wang Yu's heart was empty, so he changed his stomach to lie down, so as not to look at Yan Xiaoxi.

It's better to have less contact with this girl now.

Who knows what he is afraid of, the more he comes. After Mr. Hai, the physical education teacher of the first class of the third year of high school, and Mr. Ma stood on the edge of the runway and chatted for a while, the latter suddenly walked in front of everyone and said with a calm face: "Everyone, assemble!" ā€

He rarely had such a stern demeanor, and everyone felt that something was wrong, so they hurriedly got up and lined up again.

After arranging up, Teacher Ma stood in front and said sternly: "Students, our ninth class has been provoked!" ā€

All the students were stunned.

Provocation?

Teacher Ma pointed to the senior third class not far away, and said with a straight face: "Teacher Hai from the senior third class just told me something, which made the teacher particularly angry!" He said that the first class not only has better overall results than our ninth class, but also has better sports than us, and our ninth class has dragged the entire third grade of high school back, which is a shame for our school! ā€

"What!" The students immediately exploded.

The first class of the third year of high school is one of the two strongest graduating classes of the second middle school, and the other class is the second class of the third year of high school, and their third and ninth classes of high school, in all aspects, are indeed lower than the average of the entire second and third years of high school. It is an indisputable fact that the first class of the third year of high school is stronger than the ninth class of the third year of high school in all aspects, and everyone knows it.

However, precisely because this is a fact, being directly singled out by others makes people even more angry!

Including Wang Yu, he couldn't help frowning, Mr. Hai's words were really hurtful.

"As the physical education teacher of this class, I have always been proud of the class I teach, you say, can I bear this breath!" Teacher Ma shouted.

"Can't!" All the students in the class, with unprecedented neatness, shouted this sentence at the same time. At this moment, everyone remembered their collective sense of honor.

"Yes, no!" Teacher Ma's stern gaze swept over everyone, "So the teacher was not convinced, and decided to have a confrontation with the senior third class, and the content of the competition was tug-of-war!" ā€

The entire third and ninth classes of high school instantly quieted down.

Tug of war!

This year's senior class is a well-known tug-of-war strong class, since the beginning of high school, every year in the school sports meeting, the first place in the tug-of-war is their class, and every time it is an overwhelming victory.

Generally, the tug-of-war confrontation between two classes will be stalemate for a period of time, and you will see-saw for a minute or two, and some can even reach five minutes. Only this class, every time the sports meeting goes from the turn to the second round to the finals, every round is as enjoyable as diarrhea, and at the beginning, it is a thousand miles away - the opponent is a thousand miles away!

They still hold the record for never letting a rival class last more than fifteen seconds under them!

No way, the first class of the third year of high school has a strong team cooperation ability that other classes do not have, these guys, under the command of Yan Xiaoxi, the class president and president of the student union, really twisted their hearts into a hemp rope, every time they tug of war, they work together, and in terms of team cooperation, they can be called the strongest of the two!

And Class 9 was even worse, helping Class 1 maintain an embarrassing record - losing in five seconds! This record is not only in the second middle school, even if it is put in the whole city, it can also be called no opponent, the team competition lost in five seconds, and the ninth class was gloriously hung on the list of shame, no one has ever seen before, and it is likely that there will be no one to come!

Now Mr. Ma actually wants to tug war with them? What are you kidding, isn't this self-inflicted!

"Don't worry, this time is different from before." Teacher Ma suddenly laughed, "In the team competition, our class is indeed still a little short of the spirit of teamwork, but what the teacher has won for you is the individual competition!" ā€

All the students in the ninth class of the third year of high school were suddenly in high spirits.

That's right, in terms of teamwork, class nine is indeed far inferior to class one, but if it's just a fight for individual ability, that's another matter!

"Both classes have the same number of people, so everyone has to participate! It's not for the individual, it's for the collective honor of our class! Teacher Ma raised his arms and shouted, "Students, are you confident of winning!" ā€

"Yes!" Everyone was in response.

Even Wang Yu couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere, and the blood in his chest swelled up, and he responded loudly.

With his current strength, the tug-of-war between the two is carried out, this school, I'm afraid there is no opponent for him!

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the corner of his eye looked towards the ninth class of the third year of high school that had stopped to rest, and his heart was shocked.

Yan Xiaoxi's girl was standing next to Teacher Hai and talking to him, but her eyes didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and she looked at him from time to time!

There are quirks!