Chapter 129： Dont leave an overnight hatred (2/2)
”come on!”
It was already a defensive posture, Huang Wuji said with firm eyes.
”Big Jade Spiral Palm!”
With a low drink, Wenyang stepped forward, volleyed with a palm, wearing rain in his cloak, like the power accumulated before the storm, slashing towards Huang Wuji.
boom……
Huang Wuji greeted him with a fist, a bang, a palm and a punch, and the two figures suddenly separated.
But Wenyang only took a step back, while Huang Wuji was sitting on the ground with his fists, and fell a dog to eat shit.
”Haha...”
Seeing Huang Wuji smashing a dog to eat shit, everyone in the 98th class of elementary school laughed, and everyone in class 9 also blushed.
Seeing this scene, Huang Wuji wanted to admit defeat and regress.
He would never be Wenyang's opponent, how could he win?
However, seeing Mu Yun, Huang Wuji was taken aback.
At this moment, Mu Yun had a smile on his face, that smile seemed to encourage him, stood up again, stood up, and won back his dignity.
Nodding fiercely, Huang Wuji slapped his chest and looked at Wenyang, showing no signs of retreat.
war!
”Yeah...”
With a low growl in his throat, Huang Wuji rushed out again. This time, he had no fear at all.
boom……
Sprint and be repelled.
boom……
Sprint again and be knocked back again.
boom……
Several times in a row, each time, Huang Wuji rushed forward, but each time, he was repelled by Wenyang.
But Huang Wuji was unwilling to admit defeat.
Let's fight!
In the bottom of his heart, he always only had such a thought.
For yourself, for the shepherd instructor, for the ninth elementary class, just fight.
boom……
Once again, Huang Wuji was repelled.
”Damn, how can this guy be so resistant!”
Wen Yang panted heavily, with his hands on his thighs, his face wet with sweat.
He had forgotten how many punches he had hit this kid, but every time, the Emperor Wuji rushed forward again, regardless of life or death.
Where is this competition? It's simply a fight.
”Come again!”
With so much scars on his body, Huang Wuji never said a word, just sprint, back, sprint, back!
boom……
There was another bang, and everyone was already used to it. This time, Huang Wuji might be thrown out a long way again.
Peng...
A figure slammed on the ground, rolling around in embarrassment before stopping.
”Wenyang!”
However, just when everyone thought that the one who was thrown out this time would still be Huang Wuji, a cry of exclamation pulled everyone back.
Not Huang Wuji, but Wenyang!
It was the first time Wenyang was repelled.
”Come again!”
However, at this moment, Huang Wuji didn't care about that. What he wanted was defense, letting people come to fight, and let Wenyang use his full strength to hit him.
Wen Yang hurriedly stood up and threw a fist in a panic.
boom……
Boom...
With a muffled sound, Wen Yang fell down again.
Only this time when he fell, Wen Yang had an extra punch mark on his face.
”Come again!”
Huang Wuji completely hit the hemorrhagic, no matter what, he just punched.
Bang bang bang...
After a series of bangs, Wen Yang was finally beaten into a pig's head on the face and fell completely. After a few twitches, he was silent again.
Won!
Huang Wuji actually won!
Seeing this scene, not only the people in the Ninety-Eighth Class of Elementary School didn't believe it, but everyone in Class Nine also couldn't believe it.
”Instructor Mu, I won... I won!”
”Okay, go down and rest, remember, don't go to sleep now, carefully remember every bit of your fight just now.”
”Yes!”
Hearing Mu Yun's blessing, Huang Wuji walked behind everyone, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend.
”Damn, I would lose.” Wen Feng gritted his teeth when he saw Wenyang falling aside already unconscious.
”Squad leader, I can't lose the next two games, let me come.” A rough-looking man shouted beside Wen Feng.
”Yes, when you are in Tuoba, you are the tenth physical body. I believe you, this battle must not be lost.”
”no problem!”
When Tuoba was 1.9 meters tall, he stood there like a hill, looked at Elementary Class 9 and shouted: ”Next, who will kill you? In the previous battle, our Class 98 let you. Do you really think you are geniuses? I pooh!”
”Lin Zhi, come on!”
”Instructor Mu, I...”
”What so much nonsense, let you go, believe it or not, I will break your leg.”
”I... OK!”
Lin clinging to a gray shirt, thin body and long hair tied behind his head, helplessly played.