Chapter 35 (1/2)
Xia Yan and Liu Mo both slowed down, but didn't stop. Both sides had the same idea. It didn't matter whether they fought or not, but they couldn't admit it first.
”Xia Yan, what are you singing?” Zhao Qiang walked to Xia Yan's left and heard him whisper. He secretly said that this guy's psychological quality is really good.
Xia Yan looked at him, didn't speak, and continued to sing in a low voice. His voice was so low that only a few people around him could hear it.
”What is Xia Yan doing?” an Xiaoru asked Anna in a low voice.
”I don't know. I haven't heard his song, but it sounds so mysterious!” Anna said.
”It's like a foreign language song. Do you know which language it is?” an Xiaoru asked again.
”I can't hear it. It must not be a big language!” said Anna.
”This guy won't be nervous. Is he relieving pressure?” an Xiaoru said suspiciously.
Xia Yan didn't pay attention to the girl's whispering. He sang the spell quickly. More than ten seconds later, the spell finished singing, and a trace of Blue Mana in the magic tower flowed out of his brain, forming a faint blue light ball at his fingertips.
In the strong sunlight, this blue light is not obvious and no one notices it.
Xia Yan flicked his finger, and the blue light came out of his hand and quickly disappeared into Liu Mo's head. Even people with good eyesight can't see the slight and unobservable blue light.
Liu Mo only felt a flower in front of him, a flash under his feet, and fell firmly on the playground runway, shouting with pain.
”Hissing -” the crowd made a neat sound of sucking cold air. The fall made... It hurt.
Liu Mo quickly gets up. He feels sharp pain in his knees and elbows. When he looks down, he has broken his skin. He can stand the pain, but he is embarrassed and angry when he makes such a big ugly face in front of two or three hundred people.
”Damn it, blame that bastard!” Liu Mo naturally blamed Xia Yan, ”I must teach him a good lesson!”
Just thinking, it seemed that I stepped on a banana peel, slipped and suddenly lost my balance. But Liu Mo didn't fall down this time. He waved his hands and tried to keep his balance. Unfortunately, this move was futile. Two seconds later, he fell on the runway again, this time on his ass.
Liu Mo's throat gave a stuffy hum of ”ha”. He couldn't help it. He fell so hard that he couldn't cry out.
What the hell is this?
The students are happy. They just got up and fell down. Is it so funny? Where others fall, they get up. Where do you get up and continue to fall.
Liu Mo was stunned. Of course, he could hear the laughter around him, which made him feel as if he was surrounded by people naked.
In his ignorance, Liu Mo stood up with the pain in his ass and subconsciously continued to move forward, but with one step, he moaned in his heart: ”fuck!”
It seems that I kicked a stone under my feet, and the whole person fell forward uncontrollably
”Ouch!”
”Hiss -”
At least 100 people helped Liu Mo shout pain. Of course, everyone didn't mean it, but subconsciously. They fell three times in a row. They really felt it.
”He cried!” suddenly, a student nearby shouted and pointed to Liu Mo lying on the ground.
Sure enough, Liu Mo looked up blankly, and a tear rolled down his cheek.
”What a pity!” said a girl sympathetically.
”Did you cry? Should you be so fragile? Looking at the tall man, I thought he was a tough man. Why did he cry when he fell like a small quilt?” someone said disdainfully.
”It's not a fall, it's three falls in a row, and you're surrounded by so many people. You have to cry if you change!” someone retorted and defended Liu Mo, but Liu Mo absolutely didn't mean to thank him. Now he just wants a crack in the ground so that he can get in.
What's the matter with NIMA? What's going on?
Liu Mo can only roar in his heart.
”Liu Mo, how are you?” his two friends finally reacted, hurriedly ran to help him up and asked, ”are you all right?”
”No... nothing!” Liu Mo looked down and looked carefully at the ground. There was no banana peel or stone. Although his legs were painful, they were not soft. He broke free from the hands of his two friends and was ready to move on. Then, he kicked his left foot to his right foot and fell for the fourth time.
The crowd was so quiet that everyone couldn't believe what they saw.
As the saying goes, there are only three things. It's incredible to fall three times in a row. Is there a fourth? This is a playground, not an ice rink. How could such a strange thing happen?
”Did he do it on purpose?” suddenly someone said.
”Yes, it must be intentional!”
”I think so. Otherwise, how can he wrestle continuously? Is he afraid of being punished for fighting and deliberately using the bitter meat trick?”
”No, don't fight at most. Just go. Why do you wrestle deliberately?”
”How do you explain...”
”I * * can't explain, okay!”