Chapter 92: Jealousy is a thorn

Standing in place, the An Hongdou who was in the posture smiled evilly, as if provocatively, staring at An Hongdou who was not far away.

"I am the real Tai Chi, I am An Hongdou"

"Really?"

An Hongdou in that dream was still smiling evilly, unimpressed.

Taking a deep breath, An Hongdou's steps were a little heavy, and he slowly approached the fake An Hongdou.

As he walked, he began to gather strength.

A punch was thrown out quickly, but at the moment when she was approaching the fake An Hongdou, a small palm blocked An Hongdou's fist, like an iron plate, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't advance for half a point.

And the fake An Hongdou was unmoved from beginning to end, and the palm that was covering in front of him did not move at all.

Suddenly, the palm of the fake An Hongdou drew a circle, and it slapped lightly on An Hongdou's chest, like a heavy blow, like a rhinoceros hitting the chest, An Hongdou flew out and smashed heavily on the ground.

A mouthful of hot blood welled up his throat and seeped out between his teeth.

"Look, you can't do it, can you?"

The fake An Hongdou smiled sadly. With one hand behind his back, his right finger hooked An Hongdou, who was lying on the ground and looked embarrassed, and made a provocative movement.

"Let you have one hand and let my feet move, even if you win?"

Fake An Hongdou grinned.

Struggling to get up, An Hongdou touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, sat cross-legged not far away, and slowly closed his eyes.

Although she was only lightly slapped by the fake An Hongdou for two chapters, An Hongdou felt a hot feeling in her heart, and her injuries were much more serious than they seemed on the surface.

After calming down for a while, An Hongdou felt a little better in his chest.

"Want to delay time? Hehe, it's useless."

The fluttering voice made An Hongdou irritable for a while.

She knew it was fake, and she was fake herself, but ......

She really can't beat that fake An Hongdou.

Sitting there, An Hongdou's expression was a little gloomy, she was a little depressed, and even wanted to give up.

Suddenly, a figure came to her mind.

An Hongdou's body shook like a sieve, and it was an indescribable fear.

The eyes that had been dim suddenly burst into flames again.

She can't throw in the towel, she has to win, she has to ......

I didn't have a very good body, and I struggled to stand up.

She wants to win, win with Tai Chi.

An Hongdou stood still, stood straight, clenched his fists, bowed, and saluted to that An Hongdou.

"Tai Chi, An Red Bean"

It's loud and crisp.

"Hehe......"

Ignore the dismissive voice.

An Hongdou limped slowly to the self who was still squatting and smiling strangely.

Slowly squatting down, An Hongdou and the fake self took on an exact same pose, but An Hongdou was much more embarrassed than that self.

A slender palm with blood stains on it poked out and crossed with his right hand.

The two almost equal hands together gently began to stroke, An Hongdou slowly closed her eyes, and slowly, her body began to move gently, becoming more and more coordinated.

For more than ten years, those movements that have long been familiar to her heart, or rather, can be done by reaching out and moving her legs, flashed quickly in her mind, but at this moment, An Hongdou felt that those movements seemed to have become extremely unfamiliar.

Finally, the movements in my mind suddenly exploded, and my brain went blank.

Suddenly, An Hongdou opened his eyes, and in front of him, the fake An Hongdou had already disappeared.

A little dazed to look around, she was in the ring.

"You're amazing"

On the other side, the fat girl named Fifth Dream squinted her eyes and smiled a little silly.

With a grin, An Hongdou smiled.

She was still thinking about everything that had just happened, strange dreams.

......

"That...... Your name is Fifth Dream, aren't you?"

An Hongdou caught up with the fat girl who had already stepped down and was gobbling up a big bag of potato chips in her hand.

"Hmm...... It's ......"

The fat girl seemed a little shy, looked at the bag of potato chips in her hand awkwardly, and secretly wiped the potato chip residue from the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you"

An Hongdou's eyes were sincere.

The fat girl seemed to be a little overwhelmed and smiled.

"Potato chips, please"

"Good"

......

"Click...... Click......"

......

......

In the next game, there was no suspense, even if the opponent was an awakened person in one section, Lu Wangshu still won the game cleanly, after all, the third stage was suppressed.

found Zhuang Xiaoman from the crowd, Lu Wangshu was a little happy, after all, she hadn't seen Zhuang Xiaoman in the past few days.

"Wangshu, let's have a fight, shall we?"

Zhuang Xiaoman lowered his head, his hands behind his back, and clenched them tightly.

"Why?"

Lu Wangshu glanced at Zhuang Xiaoman suspiciously, she felt that Zhuang Xiaoman was really strange recently.

"It's nothing, I just want to fight with you, do you agree?"

Zhuang Xiaoman raised his head and stared at Lu Wangshu, who was half a head taller than her, and the few freckles on his face that were faintly visible looked extremely serious.

"Xiaoman, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Xiaoman's gaze made Lu Wangshu feel a little unfamiliar.

"Not much, I just want to fight, I'm waiting for you at the training ground"

Clenching his fists, Zhuang Xiaoman didn't reply, his eyes were firm.

Behind him, Lu Wangshu stretched out his hand and wanted to call Zhuang Xiaoman, but he didn't shout.

Staying where he was, Lu Wangshu frowned, looking at Zhuang Xiaoman's back, somehow, he was a little uncomfortable.

......

The training ground in Beiwu has a separate battle ring, but it is much simpler than that used for competitions.

Sitting on the chair in the audience seat closest to the ring, Zhuang Xiaoman was in a trance, she felt that if she didn't fight with Lu Wangshu again, she would go crazy.

However, aren't they good girlfriends and good friends?

How did it come to be.

She didn't know, perhaps, it was just jealousy hidden deep in her heart, right?

With heavy steps, Lu Wangshu was very worried, and he still came to the training ground.

"Xiaoman, can you not fight?"

Lu Wangshu's voice was a little pleading.

"Nope"

Zhuang Xiaoman's answer was categorical.

"But, Xiaoman......"

"Say no more"

Zhuang Xiaoman interrupted Lu Wangshu's words and walked straight towards the ring.

"What if...... We're still friends, so let's fight."

"Hey......"

Shaking his head slightly, Lu Wangshu still walked over slowly.

Zhuang Xiaoman lowered her head, she was a little afraid to see Lu Wangshu's eyes, she was afraid that if she saw too much, she would not be able to fight.

"Do you really want to fight?"

"Hmm"

"Good"

As soon as the words fell, two fist-sized fireballs smashed towards Lu Wangshu, Lu Wangshu's figure was illusory, and the fireballs grazed the shadow and smashed into the alloy ring, splashing bursts of sparks.

Two more fireballs smashed over, but Lu Wangshu still shook his body lightly and dodged the fireballs.

"Lu Wangshu, I don't need you to let me"

"Boom"

Zhuang Xiaoman's fists lit up with bright red flames, and with an arrow step, he rushed towards Lu Wangshu.

The fist smashed towards Lu Wangshu fiercely, but somehow, Lu Wangshu was a little in a trance, staring at Zhuang Xiaoman's eyes and not dodging.

"Bang"

The flaming fist smashed on Lu Wangshu's shoulder, Lu Wangshu snorted, and on his left shoulder, his clothes had been burned out of a hole, and his snow-white shoulder was instantly red.

didn't have time to say anything, Zhuang Xiaoman seemed to have no emotion, and threw another punch, this punch, towards Lu Wangshu's face.

Suddenly, a wisp of wind blew, and the flames on Zhuang Xiaoman's fist trembled.

Lu Wangshu's figure stepped back.

Zhuang Xiaoman's fist smashed into the air.

"Lu Wangshu, do you know how to hide?

Zhuang Xiaoman completely lost the appearance of a good girl before, and her expression was a little hideous.

In the ring, Zhuang Xiaoman still threw a left punch and another punch, but Lu Wangshu still didn't fight back, just blessed by the breeze and dodged.

......

In the shadows of the training ground, a figure yawned, lay down again, and began to snore.

Finally, Zhuang Xiaoman was exhausted, the flames on his fists had long since disappeared, and the ponytail had already dispersed, sticking to his forehead scattered.

Suddenly, Zhuang Xiaoman sat down in the ring a little miserably, tears brushing away.

"Why don't you fight me? Why?"

"Do you look down on me like that? Lu Wangshu, I don't need you to let me ......."

......

Zhuang Xiaoman was crying and muttering to himself, and he didn't look at Lu Wangshu, who was standing not far away, helpless.

"Xiaoman......"

Lu Wangshu was a little speechless, and wanted to go over to comfort and comfort Zhuang Xiaoman, but she couldn't take a step, so she had to stand in place, she also wanted to cry, not why, but a little uncomfortable......

......

......

Zhuang Xiaoman disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

Lu Wangshu sat on the sofa, knowing the news, her heart was like a mess, she didn't know why this was happening, why Xiaoman had to fight with her, why she disappeared......

She has no friends anymore, the best Zhuang Xiaoman said goodbye, and the third uncle who cared about seemed to have disappeared for more than a year, without any news.

"Hey......"

A sigh, an indescribable sorrow.

"Xiao Shu, have you woken up?"

"Hmm"

"When?"

Looking at his grandmother's eyes, Lu Wangshu still chose to hide it.

"I ...... I don't know, it's just ...... I woke up......"

"Don't know?"

Liu Wushuang was younger than before, and her face was much smoother, full of disbelief.

"Xiao Shu, you tell the truth"

Grandma's voice was a little serious, and for a moment, Lu Wangshu actually felt great pressure.

"Really, Grandma"

Lu Wangshu dodged his gaze, stood up, and grabbed Liu Wushuang's arm.

"Alright, alright......"

Liu Wushuang's eyes softened.

"If there is anything in the future, don't hide it from me"

"Got it"

Lu Wangshu protruded his tongue, but he couldn't help but start to doubt in his heart, was he too anxious?