The entire arena was silent, and tens of thousands of students didn't shout their damn slogans anymore, Yves Saint Laurent vs. East, unexpectedly ...... actually lost two games in a row, Saint Laurent's classmates couldn't accept this result at all, three wins in five games, if they lost one more game, then Saint Laurent would be finished!

What is anger.

Charles at this moment is the perfect interpretation of anger, he left the rostrum with a gloomy face and walked to the field of Swords and Roses, pointing to Uk and Alice who were dejected and full of regret, "You two...... You guys! If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people around, Charles would probably have to explode into foul language.

Taking a deep breath, Charles said, "Mr. Tianyi, I don't care what you do, I want Yves Saint Laurent to win!" Be sure to win! ”

"We underestimated the young coach in the East, who was much more complicated than I thought."

Mr. Tianyi's eyes like poisonous scorpions swept over Zang Tian not far away.

"Dean, you go and say hello to the three referees, and don't stop the next game if you talk about what happens."

"What do you mean......"

Mr. Tianyi sneered, "We need to win a bloody game, yes!" It was a bloody game, and not only that, but I had to completely break the morale of the East. ”

"Francis, the next game you play, I don't need a quick fight, what I need is blood."

……

Yves Saint Laurent actually lost two games in a row, which really made the deans and coaches of more than 30 other colleges feel a little refreshed, damn it! Yves Saint Laurent was killed by the East.

"Yves Saint Laurent has lost two games in a row, and the third game must be on the Demon Emperor Francis, right?"

"Mr. Tianyi is not a fool, if Francis doesn't go, another loss will be completely finished."

Sure enough, as everyone guessed, when the referee's voice sounded, the entire arena was boiling.

The name of Roland Demon Emperor, no one knows, is almost a mythical figure in Saint Laurent, even if it is placed in the Federation, it is also quite well-known, and is regarded as an idol by many middle school students.

"The Demon Emperor will win! The Demon Emperor will win! ”

Tens of thousands of students at Yves Saint Laurent shouted in unison, like the rumbling of a war drum.

In the ring, Francis stood proudly, staring down on everyone.

Everyone was waiting for who would be selected by the Eastern Military Academy in this game, and at this time, the referee's voice came.

"In this scene, the Eastern Military Academy took the initiative to admit defeat."

What the!

The Eastern Military Academy took the initiative to admit defeat?

Did you admit defeat after seeing that the other party was Francis? No, no, as we all know, the order of the five members of the team was all drawn up in advance and handed over to the referee, so that the Eastern Military Academy didn't want to win the third game at all? Even if it weren't for Francis, the Eastern Celestial Dream Team would have conceded defeat in Game 3.

But that's not right! Are they so sure they will win the first two games? If you lose even one of the first two games, and admit defeat in the third game, wouldn't it be a tragedy?

Damn, what the hell is going on?

Could it be that the new instructor of the Eastern Military Academy is so powerful? Already thought of it?

Everyone was very puzzled, compared to them, the question marks in Su Han's mind had already piled up, but damn it, when she asked, all five members of the Tianjiao Dream Team looked at her with innocent faces, indicating that they didn't know, among them, Mu Xiaoyu's mouth moved, and he secretly glanced at Zang Tian, but he wanted to say something.

Inside the arena, in the ring.

When Francis heard the referee announce that the opponent had voluntarily conceded defeat, he was simply angry.

Tease!

He could feel his sword and rose being teased by the East.

Is that all there is to it?

Although the opponent took the initiative to admit defeat, once Francis went on like this, he would never have a chance to play again in the battle with the East, and Yves Saint Laurent had already lost two games, if he lost again......

Charles could no longer keep his composure on the podium, and two consecutive wins in the East completely disrupted his original plan. Mr. Tianyi maintained a grim smile on his face and stared closely at Francis in the ring.

"In the third, Yves Saint Laurent Sword and Rose, Francis wins."

Referee Jack's voice rang out.

Tens of thousands of academies in the arena hall shouted in unison, boiling.

"Saint Laurent will win, the sword and the rose will win, and the demon Francis! Win! Win! ”

The sound of the shouts was comparable to that of the heavens.

And at this time, standing in the ring, Francis raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and pointed to the sky.

Tens of thousands of students suddenly stopped shouting, and everyone in the entire arena didn't know why Francis didn't go down.

Francis took two steps forward, his eyes as sharp as the eyes of a falcon, his gaze swept over the many principals and coaches sitting on the third staircase, and finally stopped at one person.

He raised his right arm, stretched out his index finger, pointed to the third step below, and shouted.

"I, Francis, want you to make a challenge! Challenge! Challenge! ”

If the tens of thousands of students in the arena shouted in unison, then Francis's shouts at this moment were like voices from ancient times, and the word challenge echoed in the huge arena hall.

"Challenge-challenge-challenge."

……

"I, Francis, have a challenge to you! Challenge! Challenge! ”

Standing proudly in the ring, Francis put his left hand behind his back, raised his right arm, and pointed his index finger at Zang Tian, who was sitting on the third ladder.

The room fell silent for a moment.

No one expected that Roland Demon Emperor Francis would make such a move and challenge the coach of the Oriental Tianjiao Dream Team.

Even the other members of Sword and Rose didn't expect it, but Mr. Tianyi, who was sitting in front, looked at Francis in the room with a grim smile on his face, as if he didn't seem surprised by all this. Although Charles sitting on the rostrum did not have a smile on his face, there was no expression of surprise, and the rest of the organizing committee discussed the matter.

Referee Jack frowned and was about to stop Francis in the ring, when Andrew, the patriarch of the Wuxun Kyle family who was sitting next to him, said with a smile, "Mr. Jack, the game is about to go to rest, why don't you take this opportunity to give this time to the children." ”

"But ......" Jack was about to say something, but was interrupted by Andre.

"I'm sure the organizing committee will agree, hehe, Director Charles has come, see what he has to say." Andre stroked the mustache on his mouth that had been repaired countless times, looked at Francis in the ring, and smiled to himself, "This kid is really more and more like me, what he wants is this kind of arrogance, hehe, he really deserves to be my Andre's son." ”

"Harrison, what do you say?"

Since discovering that Zang Tian appeared here, Harrison has been in a state of nervousness, and he kept peeking at the young man who made him uneasy, and when he heard Andre's inquiry, he glanced at Francis on the stage, and then looked at Andre, and asked, "Is that your son?" ”

"Hehe, what, is it unexpected?" Andrei seemed smug.

"Huh! Scold! Harrison smiled very strangely, and looked at Andre with an extremely strange look, like pity, as if ridiculous, as if laughing at Andre as an idiot.

After referee Jack and Charles discussed, he nodded and announced.

"The qualifiers are here, there is a pause, please participate in free activities, and after an hour, the game will continue."

Although Mr. Jack announced that the game was suspended, no one left the room.

Everyone looked at Francis, who was proud of everything in the ring, and then looked at the young instructor who was on the third ladder at the Eastern Military Academy.

At this moment, tens of thousands of students in the arena hall shouted in unison to cheer for Francis, and their idols wanted to challenge the other party's coach, what a bloody thing, what an exciting thing, and tens of thousands of students in Yves Saint Laurent were excited.

The deans and coaches of more than thirty other academies were frightened by Francis's move, and at the same time, they were also very envious of the Saint Laurent Military Academy that had such an excellent student as Francis, challenging the other party's coach, which was no longer a simple provocation, but the entire Eastern Military Academy that was despised and despised by it.

This kind of student, almost every principal will like it, give the head of the academy more face!

Everyone looked at the Tianjiao Dream Team of the Eastern Military Academy, and they all wanted to know what kind of expression the young coach would have now? Is it scared? Still angry?

(It's tragic today, I got up at noon and was about to upload the manuscript, but the tragedy was that there was no electricity!) My day! There was a power outage again, wait, wait, wait, wait for two or three hours, no calls, worried that everyone had been waiting for a long time, I ran to the Internet café again. The manuscript has been coded last night.,I really regret not saving it in the U disk first.,In the Internet café and re-coded a chapter and uploaded it suddenly.,When I got home, I looked at it.,It's a little different from what I wrote yesterday.,After thinking about it.,I revised it.,Passed on last night.。 ）

"So, let's just take a look at chapter 85 again, and the plot hasn't changed much."