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Chapter 1001 Determine the list in advance(1/2)

 The seats of Qiuzhen Academy and Hurricane Academy were very close to each other, so the Hurricane students naturally heard those sneers.

Except for Xiao Yang, Yan Zhang, Wu Huai and others, their faces were as usual, and everyone else turned their heads to look at them with unkind eyes.

"What are you doing!"

"Pretending to be guilty."

However, these people's words did not receive a response. The students from Qiuzhen Academy looked away playfully, sighing with emotion, not knowing whether they were judging the competition or the members of the Hurricane Academy.

This immediately made the team members who were competing for the first time feel angry, and the voices of discussion increased instead of decreasing.

On the contrary, Xiao Yang and Wu Huai, two experienced martial arts veterans, looked solemn.

"As of now, there are only 9 people in Qiuzhen Academy. The strongest among them should be the person named Lan Hu. I don't know what his ability is." Xiao Yang said to himself with some regret.

"Don't worry, we will play sooner or later. I just think it will be a tough battle." Wu Huai smiled and pursed his lips to the side, "When the time comes, please invite our classmate Yan to come up and try his skills."

His words were not polite, and it was clear that Wu Huai had no intention of reconciling with Yan Zhang.

Xiao Yang followed Wu Huai's line of sight and saw Yan Zhang sitting in the corner indifferently, wrapping a bandage on his palm without raising his head.

【What a martial arts idiot.】

Henry Zhang smiled and said: "When the time comes, let me go first. Yan Zhang's ability is better used to attack difficulties."

Wu Huai didn't say anything. Henry Zhang had this kind of character. When he was in the fighting club, he liked to take on some difficult tasks by himself.

However, sometimes it is not the case that others will appreciate it if you are willing to dedicate it.

For Wu Huai, he was destined not to get together with people like Henry Zhang and Yan Zhang.

"I still have the same good-natured character... It's boring. Just be happy."

Wu Huai crossed his legs and put his hands behind his head, watching the game leisurely.

Perhaps because the tone of the conversation between the two was too calm and natural, the hurricane students who were still angry with themselves gradually became quiet.

At this time, they gradually understood the difference between themselves and the old team members - mentality!

“Try my Wu Tong Acupuncture!”

Wu Zhang, who had won two consecutive victories, was full of momentum. He shouted loudly on the competition stage and launched dozens of Qi needles from his hands to directly attack his opponent.

This is facing Purple Island College!

There are many beautiful girls in the audience at Purple Island Academy today.

The more people watching him, the higher Wu Zhuan's fighting spirit becomes, especially the attention of girls, which makes his self-confidence expand unprecedentedly, so he is determined to win the third game quickly, using his acupuncture skills.

Wu Tong acupuncture ends the battle.

"Is the guy opposite scared out of his wits?"

In the seating area of ​​the Hurricane Academy, several people had puzzled faces.

The opponent named Wang Jing from Purple Island College stood there stupidly, even with his hands in front of him...

Why does that weak look look like a frightened woman?

The corners of Wu Xian's mouth raised in mid-air, and with the instant acceleration of his super power [acupuncture], his body rushed towards Wang Jing with an afterimage.

"I zha——"

However, at this moment, the metal suit on Wang Jing's body suddenly squirmed, as if it were boiling water.

A strange thing happened. The defensive clothing provided by the competition committee turned into liquid metal in an instant.

Wu Xian's hands stabbed down, and Wang Jing's eyes instantly turned red.

But this brother was also a man, so he didn't say a word and directly hugged Wu Xuan's arm.

The liquid metal on Wang Jing's body squirmed onto Wu Xuan's wrist with the help of their clasped hands.

A masterpiece of silver light——

Suddenly, two large silver bracelets appeared!

Click!

This is the sound the bracelet makes when it is closed and sucked tight.

Wu Dian was caught off guard, and his hands were cuffed by the unreasonable "big silver bracelets". His face turned red and he couldn't separate his arms.

The scene was very much like a crayfish being tied with pincers and struggling to escape.

"Oh my God, what did I see! Metal shaping, it turned out to be metal form control!"

"Wang Jing doesn't have the ability to move quickly, nor does he have the ability to attack with point arrancar, but he has amazing endurance and smart tactical thinking. He used his body as a bait to attract Wu Jing's attack, and he backhanded while sustaining the damage.

Cuff classmate Wu Zhan!"

"Oh, classmate Wang Jing launched a counterattack, a beautiful headbutt... another headbutt... a direct kick... a slap in the face..."

The host was also stunned by Wang Jing's unorganized attack.

With his hands cuffed, Wu Dian could not maintain his balance while moving and fell down repeatedly.

At this moment, Wang Jing was a serf who turned over and sang, punched left and slapped on the right, and fired his bow continuously.

Wu Dian, who was wearing a big "silver bracelet" on his hand, moved left and right but couldn't avoid Wang Jing's wild eight punches.

In just over ten seconds, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Snapped!

Snap!

Wu Suan struggled a bit at first, but Wang Jing seemed to be trying to greet his face, which directly broke Wu Suan's defense.

His mind was buzzing. What he did at this critical moment was to bend down and hold his head.

"Don't--"

Snapped!

"beat--"

Snap!

"My face!!"

Snapped!

Wu Xian said something that shocked his teammates, and was immediately slapped out of bounds.

Damn it.

When it was fucking 8 into 4, you were holding your head on stage and shouting "Don't hit me in the face"?

You are from the school team of Hurricane Academy, Wu Zhuan!

Although Wu Zhuan was knocked away, his teammates, who were instantly exposed to countless strange looks from around them, wanted to rush over and drag Wu Zhuan up before kicking him back to the field.

Is this just a few slaps in the face worthy of the academy?

This performance is so embarrassing!

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

A suppressed cry sounded.

The entire Hurricane Academy square seemed to be electrified, and they looked at Wu Shou who climbed up from the sidelines in disbelief.

"I told you to stop hitting me in the face! Ugh!"

Wu Zhuan cried like pear blossoms with rain, and Xiaobai's face was covered with tears.

The most awesome thing is that people were surprised to see that Wu Xian’s eye circles were actually red...

Woc!

When a man is in the ring, he still wears eyeliner?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Jing, who was originally prepared to welcome victory on the stage, did not dare to raise his hands and cheer at this moment. This actually gave him a ridiculous feeling that he had committed a heinous crime.

“Henry Zhang, bring Wu to me and take him to the locker room.”

A voice trying to suppress emotions came from the side.

When Henry Zhang looked around, he saw that it was Wu Wenlie whose face turned black.

Even when Comrade Lao Wu was facing Xiao Wenjian, one of the Seven Truth-seeking Sons, he was not so arrogant, but now he was completely defeated by Wu Zhuan.

Henry Zhang's throat was dry, so he nodded helplessly and tapped his toes.

Driven by the strength of the 8th-level warrior, he instantly turned into an afterimage and appeared next to Wu Juan. He picked it up and rushed to the locker room.

"Hahahaha, you are so girly."

"Is Hurricane Academy here to be funny this year?"

The seating area of ​​Qiuzhen Academy burst into laughter. Those people did not hide their sarcasm, and some even laughed to tears.

Lao Wu's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked at the competition stage, frowning and showing his teeth, "Wu Zhao's condition is no longer suitable for the game. Wait until he comes back and sit on the bench."

"The identities of Lu Ze and Wu have been reversed and changed to official participation."
To be continued...
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