At this moment, Ailin had already used the reckless fighting style he was best at. His fists also smashed out, slamming Silfa's chest hard.

The burned part of Sylpha's chest suddenly cracked and blood spilled out.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

The moment he was hit, Sylpha also began to fight back.

The two people's fists kept bombarding each other, and the two people were fighting each other like people who had not received any technical training at all.

But in just two or three rounds, Ailin could still hold on, but Sylpha's body could no longer bear it and could no longer use his strength.

His body became a sandbag that kept regressing in the air. He was hit by Ailin for more than ten consecutive punches before he landed on the ground.

"Airin is so resistant to fighting! So cute!"

“Airin is so energetic!”

"So savage, I like it!"

In the stands occupied by many girls, countless such sounds suddenly sounded.

"..." Si Dinghan was so depressed that he couldn't speak. He couldn't figure out what cuteness was there for him to stand up to beat.

"Why can you break my black fog iron forest?" Sylpha could not get up at all, and he knew very well that as long as he had the intention to get up, Ailin's fist would definitely hit him again without hesitation. His face was swollen, and he made a vague questioning sound.

"Because you used Black Mist Tielin in the competition last year, Teacher Kate explained to me that if there is a smell on you that will attract my attention, I should still be able to feel your specific position. So when I came, I brought a small bag of leftover chicken legs soup." Ailin looked at him and explained friendlyly: "So after I found out that this game was against you, I sprinkled the soup on my feet. I kicked you the first time and you had the smell of our college roast chicken legs. So when you approached me in the thick fog, in my sense, I was a big chicken legs, and you were also a moving big chicken legs, haha."
Chapter completed!