Chapter Seventy-Four: One More Loss

"It's a clear act, I like it."

"Haha, their teammates must be blowing up their lungs."

In the East Lounge, Wu Min and the others were quite ugly, but they didn't expect this Li Hui to admit defeat again.

Zhao Haiyan stared at Li Hui in the ring, and the others believed that as long as Li Hui came down, Zhao Haiyan would definitely give Li Hui a punch.

Zhao Feiyan on the side also looked ugly, but he still pulled his brother's sleeve, if Zhao Haiyan and Li Hui fought at this time, not to mention that there would be a joke.

The most important thing is what Zhao Haiyan takes to compete.

In the ring, the referee also frowned and looked at Li Hui, and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure you want to admit defeat, this is a game." ”

The implication is that you can now take back what you said. This can be regarded as the referee's private back door.

As if he didn't understand what the referee meant, Li Hui said, "I admit defeat." ”

Seeing that Li Hui was determined to admit defeat, the referee had nothing to do, so he immediately said: "Ding Liangsheng of Sixiang School." ”

Seeing that the referee finally announced the result, Li Hui showed a smile on his face, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the ring.

"Li Hui, you'd better give me an explanation." Wu Min looked at Li Hui who came over, and almost gritted his teeth and said.

"Confess, oh, I'm sorry, I have a stomachache." Li Hui waved his hand unwillingly, but looking at that look, he looked like he had a little stomach pain.

"Li Hui, you are still not a member of the school." Zhao Haiyan almost roared.

"Zhao Haiyan, you're boring, why am I not a member of the school." Li Hui said in surprise.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Liu Yu persuaded the people on both sides: "Everyone will do their best to finish this game, as for Li Hui's matter, I will give you an explanation." ”

Liu Yu looked at Li Hui and said, "Li Hui, I will report your behavior to the school, if the school can't give me a satisfactory answer, I, the coach, will not do it." ”

Hearing Liu Yu's threatening words, Zhao Haiyan also echoed: "Yes, if the school doesn't give an explanation, the labor-management will not do it." ”

Li Hui laughed twice and said to everyone: "You win first, it is said that there are two masters in this Sixiang School." ”

Wu Min snorted coldly: "Don't bother you to worry about it." Zhao Haiyan, you can go to the next one. ”

Zhao Haiyan nodded, now she can only go all out to see if she can take back a point from the other party.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Haiyan slowly walked into the ring.

"Hehe, are you going to admit defeat again, I advise you to admit defeat now, otherwise I won't give you a chance to speak after the game starts." Ding Liang held his head in his hands and said with a smile.

"Your team members are really wonderful, and they dare not compare. It really interprets the meaning of the word garbage. ”

Ding Liang continued to mock.

Zhao Haiyan clenched her fists to death, and her body trembled because of excessive anger.

The referee glanced at the two of them, who were already full of gunpowder before the game started, and said expressionlessly: "Zhao Haiyan from the Eastern District School against Ding Liang of Sixiang School." ”

Put the whistle to your lips: "Go." ”

With the referee's order, Zhao Haiyan rushed out like an arrow off the string.

"Do you think Zhao Haiyan can win?

"Ha, after all, Zhao Haiyan didn't admit defeat as soon as she played, which is already amazing."

"Yes, but I don't think Zhao Haiyan has a good chance of winning."

"How?"

"Sixiang School has been operating in the fight for at least 20 years, which is comparable to the Eastern District School that has just participated in the competition."

"Hahaha, wouldn't the East Side School not win a single game."

Hearing the discussion in the audience, the corners of Ding Liang's mouth couldn't help but hook up a curvature, and when he saw Zhao Haiyan rushing over, he quickly blocked Zhao Haiyan's boxing.

Then a right hook slammed into Zhao Haiyan's head.

In the East Lounge, Wu Min and the others stood up one after another, and a touch of anger couldn't help but appear on their faces.

The so-called hitting people does not hit the face, the face is the most fragile part of the human body, this Ding Liang is too much.

Ding Liang looked at Zhao Haiyan, who was constantly spitting blood, and couldn't help sneering: "How about it, this is the strength gap between you and me." And don't you have the courage to continue fighting me? ”

"&*780" Zhao Haiyan scolded fiercely. It's just that this subconscious behavior completely angered Ding Liang.

While Zhao Haiyan hadn't come back to his senses, Ding Liang stepped forward and kicked Zhao Haiyan's head with a whip kick.

Zhao Haiyan's entire huge body flew upside down because of this huge power.

"Ahem." Zhao Haiyan lay on the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ding Liang said disdainfully: "If you want to win the first place with your scumbag school, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream." ”

"The only function of garbage like you is to flatter my handsomeness and chic." Ding Liang said, and shook his hair.

The referee walked quickly to the two of them, looked at Zhao Haiyan lying on the ground and counted: "One second, two seconds, three seconds,,,"

In the East Lounge, Wu Min stared at Zhao Haiyan lying on the ground.

Zhao Feiyan muttered: "Brother, you must stand up, didn't you say that you must let the school win the championship?" How can you give up so easily here? ”

In the audience, Leng Yanxi Meimei also stared at Zhao Haiyan without blinking, and began to pray for Zhao Haiyan silently.

Stand up.

Zhang Li also stared at Zhao Haiyan lying on the ground with a sad face, she still couldn't stay out of the matter.

I still worry about my school, and I still pray that my school wins.

Zhang Li's beautiful eyes can't help but be a little dim, are you really not suitable to be a host?

"Seven seconds, eight seconds, nine seconds." Counting here, the referee saw Zhao Haiyan slowly getting up, and couldn't help but stop counting.

"We really admire Zhao Haiyan's indomitable will, but what I want to say is is that it really makes sense to insist like this?" On the commentary stage, Sister Qian said with a puzzled face.

"Hehe, Sister Qian, newcomers are more persistent in their dreams, and when they have experienced several setbacks and failures, they will understand the cruelty of reality, and they will not be so persistent."

Next to Sister Qian, Dai Libai said hehehe.

"It seems that Mr. Dai thinks that Zhao Haiyan can't win?" Sister Qian deserves to be a professional commentator, and immediately discovered the loophole in Dai Libai's mouth.

"It's not that it's impossible to win, it's that it's completely impossible to win." Dai Libai pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and said seriously.

"Can Zhao Haiyan create a miracle? Let's wait and see. Sister Qian said.