Gu Qing, the president of the student union, was also quietly watching the game in the ring that began to get out of control at this time, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Gao An Anran, who had a gloomy smile on his face, sat beside him, gently supported his chin with his palm, and said in a low voice: "It's really a wonderful game, don't you think you'll be an adult?" ”

"Isn't it exciting?" Gu Qing glanced sideways at Gao Yan, and an indifferent smile appeared on his almost feminine face, and said, "Don't tell me that the big bear on the field was arranged by you." ”

The so-called big bear naturally refers to Zhou Xiuping, who is two meters tall and weighs more than 200 pounds.

Gao Yan shook his head silently, and flatly denied: "I'm also one of the Ten Masters, how could I have contact with such a disgusting thing, is the elder wrong about me?" ”

"No, it's best. If I knew that any of the Ten Masters dared to openly intervene in the Twelve Wars, I would be angry. Gu Qing said with a smile, and his tone suddenly sank.

……

Gao Huan clutched the guardrail of the auditorium tightly, his eyes widening angrily.

At this point in the battle, from the time Zhou Xiuping untied the bracers tied to his body, Zhang Liang had no chance of winning at all.

But Zhou Xiuping tore off Zhang Liang's tongue in front of everyone, stopped Zhang Liang from shouting to stop, and then crushed his entire arm inch by inch.

Can't you stop if you can't make a sound?

Of course, as long as Zhang Liang gives up this battle and leaves the control seat, then the mind body controlled by him will immediately dissipate.

But even though Zhang Liang endured huge pain and was covered in cold sweat, he still insisted on standing on the control seat, bearing the huge pain transmitted from his body.

The mind body controlled by Zhang Liang in the ring did not give up resistance, and kept struggling to stand up, trying his best to dodge the attack from Zhou Xiuping.

Zhou Xiuping was not in a hurry to eliminate this little man who had lost his resistance, but kept increasing the wounds on Zhang Liang's body, squeezing more pain from his body.

"Yo, do you still have the strength to resist?" Zhou Xiuping said to Zhang Liang with a cruel smile.

Just now, he was going to step on his head, but at the last moment, he was dodged by Zhang Liang, and only stomped a clear footprint on the hard virtual ring.

Zhang Liang finally spoke at this time.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low tone: "Whether I have strength or not, I will definitely resist." ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Liang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly flew up, and a metal thorn suddenly appeared on the tip of his shoe, which stabbed steadily at Zhou Xiuping's ankle.

This is not the kind of thin needle used by Zhang Liang before, but a steel thorn with the thickness of bamboo chopsticks.

If he was stabbed by such a weapon, Zhou Xiuping's ankle would be pierced in an instant, no matter how powerful the energy core he implanted, it would not be able to alleviate this huge injury.

Perhaps, with such a blow, Zhang Liang may be able to turn the tables on the Jedi.

Zhou Xiuping really didn't expect Zhang Liang to resist in this situation, and there was no way to avoid Zhang Liang's swift stab hidden in the toe of his shoe.

However, seeing that Zhang Liang's secret thorn had pierced Zhou Xiuping's trouser leg, he didn't know that he was being resisted by some hard object, and he couldn't stab it any deeper no matter what.

"I can't think of it." Zhou Xiuping said coldly.

In addition to the two heavy metal bracers on his wrists, he also wore identical cords around his ankles.

This was originally a limiter he imposed on himself, and only after these bracers and ankle cords were all removed, he could be considered to have fully released all his strength.

Zhang Liang obviously didn't expect all this, and looked at the circle of iron cables that blocked the steel thorns under his feet, and his expression was gloomy.

He has always thought that he thinks very highly of himself, thinking that with the strength he has always hidden, even an old student in the second year of high school can not be taken seriously.

However, it was only at this moment that he realized that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

The brown bear-like sophomore in front of him only had reservations about his strength until the end, but he had no ability to fight back.

There is no hope of victory, should you give up?

Zhang Liang asked himself.

Surrender!

Gao Huan, Ge Muchen, and Ding You stood in the audience, shouting in their hearts.

After Zhang Liang's sole spur failed, he also lost the last chance to turn the tables. At this time, if you surrender, you can avoid more pain.

Zhang Liang's face darkened, and he was indeed shaken.

His hands let go of the guardrail of the control seat that he had been clenching, and his body trembled slightly, and he was about to leave the control seat.

As soon as he took a step out of the control seat, the thought body that symbolized him in the ring would disappear, and the pain would be gone.

Zhou Xiuping saw Zhang Liang's intentions, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly roared, and pressed towards Zhang Liang's body in a daze.

One foot smashed his knee, and then another kicked his stomach, and the casserole-sized fist poured down like raindrops towards Zhang Liang's delicate baby face.

Every blow he made seemed to be venting his anger with all his might, but every blow was deliberately avoiding the vital place, for fear that a deviation from his body would scatter the thoughts under him.

Gao Huan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Xiuping, who was abusing his friend with a crazy and hideous smile in the ring, and remembered that disgusting face.

Zhang Liang was only one step away from leaving the control seat, but his body suddenly lost its balance at this moment, trembling and falling to his knees.

Although he did not suffer any real pain, the intense pain still rushed through his body like an electric current, stirring his brain, blood, and nerves.

Even though he received some militarized training when he was a child, Zhang Liang was not a soldier after all, just an ordinary high school student.

He clenched his arms, feeling like the pain was almost driving him crazy.

Gu Qing also noticed Zhang Liang's state at this time, and finally stood up, walked to the ring, and raised his hand to Zhou Xiuping, who was in extreme excitement, and said, "Stop, you won." ”

Zhou Xiuping was pinching Zhang Liang's thinking body's neck, and when he heard Gu Qing's shout, he manipulated his thinking body to slowly stand up, and then said with a cruel smile: "Did you win?" I don't think so. ”

After saying this, Zhou Xiuping suddenly looked at Gao Huan in the audience with a provocative look, and gently made a movement to wipe his neck.

Then, I saw him holding Zhang Liang's neck, the green tendons on his arms swelled, and his fingers tightened suddenly.

With a piercing sound of bones shattering, Zhang Liang's neck turned into a cluster of fireworks and disappeared.

"Only then can it be considered a victory." Zhou Xiuping said slowly.

This sentence was said to Gu Qing without knowing it, but it was still told to Gao Huan.