"Sea, come on!"

"The sea must rise strong!"

The fourth person in the Haoquan class was the sea, and the students in the same class cheered for him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Among the four people, the sea is the strongest one, pinning the hopes of everyone.

He didn't disappoint too much and fought hard for five minutes.

According to the rules of the game, five minutes are tied without a winner.

The Haoquan class, which knelt three times in a row, finally saved a lost face.

"Damn, the Haoquan class is too unpursued, right, and the draw is excited like this?"

"Long live understanding, a draw is already their biggest dream."

"It's boring, today's game is very disappointing for my brother."

Seeing that the students of the Haoquan class were elated, the students of the flying leg class couldn't help but complain all kinds of complaints.

In all fairness, the record of three losses and one draw is not gorgeous.

Hearing the sound of complaining, Lai Hao smiled and said nothing.

He wasn't nervous at all, because he still had three trump cards in his hand.

This feeling is like fighting the landlord with the four 2s of the king in his hands, and he is not cowardly at all.

Next, his first trump card came out.

"Officer Ling?"

"Let me get on this one!"

"No, let me go!"

"Don't beep, I'm a party member, I'll go first!"

"You perverts, are you here to compete or to rub oil?"

"Girl, you don't understand, we are the first friendship and the second competition."

The flying leg class was arguing, and hundreds of male students rushed to play.

In the end, an inch brother with the strength to fight with Zhao Junxiang won the qualification for the competition.

"Officer Ling, I'm offended."

Brother Cuntou hugged Ling Siqing with great grace, but his eyes were aimed at her towering chest.

"Please."

Ling Siqing's face was expressionless, and after speaking, she started to do it.

Recently, the master taught the full version of Haoquan, and several students made different progress.

Han Meng, who was the first to worship the master, learned six tricks.

Ye Min is more talented than Han Meng and has learned twelve moves.

What's even more behemous is Kangping, who has learned seventy-two tricks.

As for Ling Siqing, she took advantage of her vacation to come and learn thirty-six tricks.

This hot female police officer is born with a three-plate axe character, and she is a complete version of Hao Boxing, which puts on a wave of rhythm.

Brother Cuntou was still laughing at first, but after a few seconds, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Bang!

It only took ten moves, and Ling Siqing successfully took away the opponent in waves.

The inch-headed brother was kicked in the door, and there were footprints on his face after he fell to the ground, and his expression was very depressed.

His original plan was to have a few hand-to-hand fights with the police flowers, but the plan couldn't catch up with the change.

"Yay, Officer Ling, good job!"

"Finally a win!"

"I have confidence in Haoquan, and I will definitely practice hard in the future."

Seeing the gorgeous victory of the big police flower, the students of the Haoquan class were deeply encouraged.

The face of the flying leg class students was a little ugly, and a very strong bald brother was dispatched.

"I'll do it."

Ye Min walked out very calmly, no longer hiding her clumsiness, she had a kind of master temperament.

With the experience of the inch-headed brother, the bald brother did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he rushed over and went all out.

However, the outcome of the battle was a big surprise.

Ye Min is the same as Qiao Bei, he is only one step away from practicing an inch, and his real level is stronger than Ling Siqing. This girl has experienced swords and swords, and her actions are different from Ling Siqing, and she has a sense of déjà vu of a cold-blooded female killer.

She didn't even use the Twelve Lu Hao Fist, and she used the civilian version of Hao Fist to fight with the bald brother with ease.

"This girl deserves to be my brother's chief female disciple."

Paying attention to Ye Min's battle, Master Lai secretly gave a thumbs up, feeling that Ye Min was becoming more and more like Master's intimate little padded jacket.

Since Haoquan was promoted to the intermediate level, Lai Hao has not only practiced an inch, but also greatly improved his martial arts experience and eyesight. He had already seen the strangeness, if Ye Min went all out, he could knock down the opponent within three moves. However, she deliberately used the civilian version of Haoquan, and made a demonstration for the students of the Haoquan class in the battle.

"That's a great move!"

"Niu Cha, it turns out that this trick 'smashing the Yellow Dragon' is used like this."

"Senior Sister Ye's ability to adapt to changes is fantastic, and the thirty-six Hao fists in her hands have risen several notches."

"Those who also practice Hao boxing, why is the gap so big?"

Most of the students in the Haoquan class have new insights.

Ye Min flexibly operated the thirty-six moves of the civilian version of Haoquan, which could be attacked and defended, advancing and retreating freely, and beat the bald brother to lose his temper.

She hit her opponent more than 20 times, and it didn't seem like she needed much strength, but it was mixed with a sense of ingenuity, and the pain made the bald brother want to cry.

"If you don't fight, I'll admit defeat!"

Less than four minutes into the battle, the bald man threw in the towel.

If he continued to fight, he was worried that he would cry with tears in his eyes.

"Dizzy, admit defeat before you fall to the ground, are you a man?"

"Bald head, the face of the flying leg group has been disgraced to you!"

"I knew it was better for me to be beaten like this by a girl, my brother despises you!"

The people in the flying leg class were not happy, and complained strongly about the bald brother.

The score became three wins, two losses, and one draw, and more than 200 students were under great pressure.

Being despised by his peers in various ways, the bald brother almost cried.

He couldn't explain the unbearable pain, for fear that everyone would laugh at him for being a sissy.

"Brother Meng, you go!"

"Brother Meng, it's up to you!"

"Brother Meng, you are our hope, you must not lose!"

The students of the flying leg class with great pressure launched a big man.

This big man is 1.9 meters tall, and he does look like a fierce general.

Zhao Junxiang and several good players have played, and this fierce general brother who ranks in the top five in the flying leg class is their last hope.

At the same time, the Haoquan class also sent the last player.

It was a slender young man with clear eyebrows, handsome appearance, and a height of 1.8 meters - Qiao Bei.

Seeing Qiao Bei walking out lazily with his hands in his pockets, the students of the flying leg class were not happy.

Qiao Bei's appearance is too contemptuous of people, right?

"Please!"

Brother Meng was not in a good mood, and after the basic fist salute, he rushed over and kicked out a strong kick.

This kick is like a powerful volley in a football game, and the power is amazing.

It can be seen that Brother Mengjun is taking the line of strength and believes in "vigorously producing miracles".

As for Qiao Bei's seemingly thin body, if he was kicked, he would probably have to call an ambulance immediately.

"Uh......!"

A strange muffled snort sounded, and people only felt a flower in front of them, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

He held his hands around his throat, and his face was the color of pig's liver, as if he could no longer breathe, and he knelt there trembling.

And Qiao Bei still put his hands in his pockets and walked back the same way slowly.

This scene is like a beautiful man in the anime who kills a giant bully in seconds, which strongly shocks everyone's eyes.

"What's going on?"

"I didn't see it clearly, and in the blink of an eye, the general knelt down."

"Nima, this is really kneeling, do you want to help him call 120?"

"Coach Kim didn't speak, the injury shouldn't be that serious."

More than 200 students in the flying leg class suddenly exploded.

"What the hell is going on, who saw it?"

"I saw it, Qiao Bei dodged the kick of the fierce general, and hit the fierce brother in the throat with a straight punch."

"I also saw it, the slow-motion replay is like this: when Brother Fierce General volleyed vigorously, the little handsome guy took a step sideways, his right hand in his pocket, pulled it out and poked it on Brother Meng's Adam's apple, and then he put his right hand back into his trouser pocket, turned around and hid his merit and fame, leaving us with a mysterious back......"

(To be continued.) )