In the judges' seat, the president of the Wudao Academy nodded slowly and said to Xie Yunze, who was wearing a bookish aura next to him: "I am worthy of being the pride of heaven. In this case, I suddenly realized and broke through the shackles. The future prospects are limitless."

"What a pity, this kid named Yinhui is also very good. She is smart and will definitely be of great use in time. But the luck is not good. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Chenyu will be the champion of this year."

Xie Yunze did not comment, turned to look at the stands in the distance, and watched Yuan Qingzhou standing there quietly, staring at the changes in the field seriously.

"Without the final game, there is no conclusion on who loses and who wins."

The dean also glanced at Yuan Qingzhou and smiled: "Yes, yes, yes, why did I forget that there is a powerful child over there? Until now, I haven't seen her true depth. Well, when I think about it, I feel that Zhang Chenyu is a little worse."

"Maybe, it's more than just one." Xie Yunze smiled.

The dean looked at him in surprise, "You seem to be very optimistic about this child Yuan Qingzhou. Could it be that you want to take care of her? Aren't you not accepting students?"

"It's not that I won't accept it, I've never met a suitable one. And some people are not that I want to accept, but they are willing to be my student. Let's see."

The dean wanted to say something else, but there was a sudden change in the field. He quickly closed his mouth and paid attention to the battle in the field.

Zhang Chenyu in the field stood with one foot, and his whole body was integrated with the knife he added, swinging with the wind.

Her solid stance and her epiphany at this moment made her invincible. No matter what kind of attack Yinhui's arc and card launches, she will no longer be able to hurt Zhang Chenyu.

She was like a centrifuge rotating at high speed, with vortexes around her that could not be captured, and any attack would be piqued away by the anger around her.

Even lightning could not break through her Hunyuan's fire power.

Seeing that the cards that cost him all his wealth were smashed one by one, Yinhui already knew that he could not beat Zhang Chenyu, just as he could not beat Yuan Qingzhou.

"Zhang Chenyu, I will win!"

"Zhang Chenyu, I will win!"

The whole audience was cheering for Zhang Chenyu, just like he was the peerless villain. All expectations were given to Zhang Chenyu, but no one cared about how hard he worked.

Lose, yes!

But you must not be cowardly!

Yinhui suddenly dived down from the air, rushed to Zhang Chenyu and punched him.

The circle of electric arcs, which were like thunders, was blocked by Zhang Chenyu's arms, and then Yinhui raised his legs and kicked him sideways.

As soon as Yinhui's second move was used, Zhang Chenyu was suddenly stunned. She was so familiar with this trick. It was the military killing technique she had been practicing since childhood.

That was a fighting technique created by Ximen Shou, and it was also the first set of kung fu she learned from him.

Although she learned sword skills from Ximen Shou and finally learned sniper rifle to become a sharpshooter, she still practiced this military killing technique every day.

Zhang Chenyu had almost no need to think, and directly waved his arm to block it, and easily blocked Yinhui's whip leg.

The electric arc and fire power collided and exploded. Yinhui looked very serious. He had an electric arc on his body and used the army killing technique to fight Zhang Chenyu in the air.

"You trash that I can't even beat, I'll think about the championship again in the next life!"

Yinhui kept mocking, but Zhang Chenyu had a stable mentality since the beginning. Although her hair was erected by the current, she was always in danger.

She held her energy and did not use Baguazhang to fight, but also used the military killing technique to fight Yinhui.

Thick electric arcs and hot flames exploded and sputtered around the two, leaving the ground full of cracks and pits.

Yinhui's movements were as fast as lightning, which made it impossible for the people in the audience to catch him. He could only see the lightning wrapped around Zhang Chenyu and the sparks that burst from time to time.

After a few rounds, Zhang Chenyu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and a cannon fist was smashed out. The rotating arc around her suddenly swept away. Yinhui's figure seemed to appear out of thin air and was smashed out fiercely.

At the same time, the people in the power supply room also responded. The staff removed the arrangement of An Xiaocai and successfully turned off the switch.

The huge arc circle on the football field was unable to dissipate with the wind, and only Yinhui still had an arc on his body that continued to shine.

Yinhui wisped the blood on the corner of his mouth and got up again and rushed towards Zhang Chenyu.

It is still a killing technique in the army, or a fierce attack that costs and consequences.

Bang!

However, for more than twenty rounds, Yinhui was once again smashed by Zhang Chenyu, hitting the defensive barrier around the football and bounced to the ground.

"Ha~ It's so exciting!"

Blood flowed down Yinhui's forehead. He stood up and spat with blood foam, twisted his neck and rushed towards Zhang Chenyu again.

As the fists and palms were met, Zhang Chenyu had no intention of fighting, but just passively said: "Please admit defeat, for his sake, you can lose with decent amount."

Bang!

Yinhui's fist was blocked by Zhang Chenyu, and he snorted disdainfully, "Either beat me to death or pussy."

Zhang Chenyu frowned, turned her fist into claws, grabbed Yinhui's arm and twisted it, and kicked him behind him.

Yinhui's face hit the ground heavily, his mouth full of smell of grass and soil, and the pain swept across his body. His right arm could no longer move, either being removed or broken.

In the stands, Jia Bu's eyes were red, and An Xiaocai covered her mouth and couldn't speak.

There is really no need to persist in the current situation. Anyone can see that Yinhui has no strong power support, and even if he persists, he will not be able to beat Zhang Chenyu.

But Yinhui, who had been able to use shit and urine to avoid challenges before, lying down to cheat at any time, seemed to have become a different person at this moment.

Even though the blood stained his face red, his right arm drooped softly to his side, he still gritted his teeth and got up, waved his remaining left fist, and launched an electric arc to attack Zhang Chenyu again.

Bang!

Within ten moves, Yinhui was knocked away again, rolled on the ground countless times before stopping, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as the referee next to him opened his mouth, Yinhui suddenly raised his left hand high, then bent his arms to support his broken body with a broken rib, and climbed up strongly.

"I'm not going to lose...it's still early..."

His right eyelid was swollen and there was only a slit left. After standing up, he turned his head and looked at Ximen Shou, showed him a ruffian smile, and then staggered towards Zhang Chenyu.

Zhang Chenyu also turned to look at Ximen Shou, but Ximen Shou's eyes always fell on Yinhui, and he didn't even look at her.

Zhang Chenyu clenched his fists, and the grievances in his heart suddenly turned into anger, and he took the initiative to meet Yinhui.

The whole scene was silent. As Yinhui's electricity gradually ran out, the scene almost became a unilateral beating.

Everyone frowned and saw Yinhui being beaten away again and again by Zhang Chenyu, but no matter how many bones Zhang Chenyu broke Yinhui, he could stand up again.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Zhang Chenyu roared angrily and punched Yinhui in the face.

Yinhui, whose face was covered in blood and was almost unrecognizable, was beaten to the ground with his feet off the ground. He fell heavily on his back. He held his broken teeth and blood in his mouth, wriggled his lips, and said two words silently.

"I'm afraid..."

Zhang Chenyu's fist covered in silver blood trembled slightly and asked in a low voice: "Then can't you give up?"

Yinhui, who was lying on the ground, looked at the sky through the only gap left in his eyes, and touched a broken card on the ground with his moving fingers. Yinhui pinched the card hard, curled up and flipped it, gritted his teeth and got up again.

"I give up... Someone will be disappointed... I don't want him to be disappointed because of me..."

Zhang Chenyu was shocked all over. Looking at Yinhui, who had almost become a bloody man in front of him, listening to what he said, he suddenly remembered that day.

Ximen Shou went to carry out the mission, but he didn't come back for a long time. She waited for a full month, and finally tried every means to find out where he was.

When she arrived at the site of the accident, she happened to see Ximen Shou as if he had soaked in a pool of plasma and minced meat, and could only see clearly the black and white eyes.

He was carrying a comrade who had been dead for a long time behind his back, and dragged a broken body of a comrade in his hand, and his wrist was wrapped with the name tags of his dead teammates.

He almost lost his mind and could not recognize where he was. He didn't know that there were people around him. He just kept muttering: "You can't give up, you can't let everyone down. Keep going, I will definitely take you out, I won't give up..."

No matter how everyone shouted or stopped him, he walked forward firmly and refused to put down the body of his comrades on his body.

It was not until Long Huan appeared and woke him up with a punch that he hugged Long Huan and started crying hysterically, screaming and wiping the blood on his body. Even Long Huan couldn't hold him back.

That was the first time she knew that, as an omnipotent teacher, he would have such powerless and fragile side, and he would be afraid and collapse.

"As long as I... can still stand up... I will... beat you..."

A cold light flashed, Yinhui waved the card and swept Zhang Chenyu's chin, bringing up a string of blood beads.

The lost Zhang Chenyu did not dodge, but her instinctive reaction made her wave her fist, but Yinhui couldn't hold on and fell down.

"Do you still remember...Ximen Old Thief's...the first lesson..."

Zhang Chenyu's pupils shrank rapidly, and the first lesson that Ximen Shou taught her was about persistence and not giving up.

But she gave up on her teacher.

Yinhui's swollen and blood-seeking face showed contempt, "I'm a little... but you... don't deserve it!"

Zhang Chenyu staggered back, and thousands of arrows pierced his heart!
Chapter completed!