"Boom!!"

A killing punch struck down, causing smoke and dust to scatter...

The entire audience was still silent.

Only the female examiner reacted first and rushed into the smoke.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone could see clearly what happened inside.

Then Zhao Mucha's angry fists were actually blocked by Bahuang Yao...

It turned out that Bahuang Yao pressed his elbows against the ground and put his arms together to form a stable triangle, blocking the fatal blow.

But as a price, her left wrist, like her right wrist, was also twisted...

"……impossible."

Zhao Mucha's pupils shrank, and his trembling arms continued to exert force, but they could not suppress Bahuang Yao's arms no matter what: "How could you block..."

"cough."

Bahuang Yao coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Because...because I...I have a reason to win."

Hearing this, Zhao Mucha's breathing gradually became rapid: "Just to prove that you are no worse than your brother?!"

"Yes……"

"Fuck!" Zhao Mucha's heart was filled with unknown anger, and veins popped out on his forehead: "Just for this bullshit reason? Are you going to fight like this with me? Are you crazy?!"

"Of course." Bahuang Yao's eyes flashed red: "For this reason... I have endured until now."

"...Then, do you know the reason why I must win?"

Zhao Mucha's eyes revealed a trace of violence and madness: "My father is lying at home waiting to die. A kidney transplant costs at least 300,000 yuan. I need this money to save a life, save my father's life."

"I'm not Wang Baoqiang or Chen Yu. I don't have the kind of talent that prestigious universities pursue, and I don't have the signing fee that they can easily get."

"My only hope is the 200,000 bonus from the top eight."

"Isn't it ridiculous?" Zhao Mucha pressed his arms hard, and moved his bloody face closer to Bahuang Yao: "I don't want dreams, rankings, cheers from the audience, and I don't even want to compete for the admission notice from Tsinghua University and Peking University.

I just want... to keep my dad alive."

"Prove yourself to others? Bah!"

"Why do you need to prove your strength to others?"

"You lucky people who have had enough food and clothing since childhood and have never experienced a poor life, how can you understand how a poor family survives."

"Money, resources, rights... you have everything. So you can only worry about trivial things." Zhao Mucha said with a ferocious expression: "Thinking of this, I can't wait to bite you pretentious things to death one by one."

"Ahem..." The gradually increasing force made it difficult for Bahuang Yao to breathe and he kept coughing up blood.

"It seems..." Zhao Mucha regained his mood and sneered: "Your reasons for winning are far inferior to mine. Give up now. With your petty bourgeois sentiment, find a corner to cry."

"..."

After a long silence, Bahuang Yao's body trembled slightly: "Whose reason is better...it doesn't depend on what the reason is...but how much he is willing to pay for this reason."

"Huh?" Zhao Mucha felt something was wrong.

"I am willing to give my life for my reasons..." Bahuang Yao's pupils were filled with red light: "What about you?"

"This... you... your strength is increasing?!"

"Huhu——"

A whirlwind rolled up out of thin air, Bahuang Yao's whole body was filled with red blood, and his energy level climbed directly from 1.04 to 1.1.

"Impossible?!" Zhao Mucha was horrified.

At this moment, Bahuang Yao curled up his knees and kicked hard!

"Boom!"

Zhao Mucha, whose energy was exhausted, was immediately kicked away.

Bahuang Yao stood up like a carp and used his energy to move around the acupuncture points all over his body.

The first step is to rush into the Yongquan point!

"boom!"

The second step is to rush for three miles!

"boom!"

The third step is to hit the Xinshu point with anger!

"boom!"

The fourth step is to charge the Qimen acupoint!

"boom……"

Shrouded in red flames, Bahuang Yao jumped into the air and chased Zhao Mucha.

"Martial skills - Eight Desolations secret technique - Eight Desolations Fist Shock!"

Because her hands were broken, she could only use her head instead of fists, and hit Zhao Mucha's chest hard!

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying huge force, mixed with the fatal vibration frequency, caused Zhao Mucha to fly backwards for a hundred meters.

"Click..."

"Crack, click, click..."

He heard the sound of his sternum breaking.

The sound of internal organs being damaged was heard.

I heard the screams from the audience.

I heard the examiner chasing me.

Vaguely...

It seems that I also heard the voice of my father’s death struggle...

"..."

"..."

"……dad……"

…

"Is this...the talent of the Bahuang family?" Chen Yu said in a daze.

"Yes." The principal of No. 7 Middle School nodded, with complicated eyes: "Sacrifice your own life and gain strength..."

Chen Yu: "..."

"I made a mistake. In this college entrance examination, your enemy is not Wang Baoqiang. It is Bahuang Yao who has no intention of walking out of the examination room alive..."

…

"thump."

After falling from the air, Bahuang Yao lay on the ground unable to breathe for a long time.

After half a minute, the pain all over my body and the dizziness in my head subsided.

She struggled to get up, and the first thing she did was to look at the VIP seats.

There, the father next to the mayor remained expressionless. Even his indifferent eyes never wavered.

"..."

Bahuang Yao's nose felt sore and he bit the tip of his tongue, letting the faint smell of blood fill and spread in his mouth.

Not long after, the female examiner returned from Zhao Mucha, walked to Bahuang Yao, and was silent for a moment: "Can you still move?"

"able……"

Reaching out, she raised Bahuang Yao's broken right hand and scanned the audience: "Winner, Bahuang Yao."

Between the names "Bahuang" and "Yao", the female examiner deliberately separated them and pronounced the word "Yao" in an accentuated tone.

Hearing this, the sensitive string in the girl's heart suddenly broke, and she was buried in the arms of the female examiner, with tears rolling down her face.

Heavy and warm applause also came from the scene.

No one in the audience opened their mouths to shout.

Because this is a competition that cannot be "insulted"...

…

Players are treated off the field.

Staff came to clean up.
To be continued...