The students looked at the mace in Zhao Shuochuan's hand that was full of iron spikes, with fear in their eyes, imagining that the beautiful Chu Zishan was beaten with bloody holes all over his body by this iron guy. It was a waste of natural resources.
But Chu Zishan on the stage was calm and composed. When she saw Zhao Shuochuan rushing over, she didn't panic. When the mace was close to her head, she quickly dodged.
The students saw a lavender phantom floating behind Zhao Shuochuan and slapped him on the back of the heart.
Zhao Shuochuan screamed in pain and threw himself forward. Fortunately, he used the mace to support the ground. He turned around and saw Chu Zishan looking at him calmly and calmly behind him. His heart was filled with rage. He then hit Chu Zishan with the mace again.
Zishan.
Next, what the students saw was that Zhao Shuochuan was full of elephant-headed bulls all over the arena, waving maces and chasing Chu Zishan, while Chu Zishan was flying around like a beautiful fairy, but the picture was extremely
Beautiful, extremely pleasing to the eye and ear.
In the martial arts competition arena, the original excitement, blood, and excitement were gone. The students all had silly smiles on their faces, watching Chu Zishan play with the bully Zhao Shuochuan.
Chu Zishan saw that Zhao Shuochuan was losing strength after turning the mace for two rounds. She was too lazy to play with him, so she jumped into a spin and kicked Zhao Shuochuan into the air.
Peng
Zhao Shuochuan fell heavily under the ring, raising a cloud of dust.
"Win, Chu Zishan wins, God of War, Goddess of War..."
The students applauded thunderously, cheered wildly with excitement, and looked at the majestic woman on the stage with admiration.
Chu Zishan jumped off the ring and looked indifferently at Zhao Shuochuan, who was lying on the ground in pain: "A gentleman's promise is hard to catch up with. After school, I will wait for you outside the gate of the champion houfu."
After that, she stepped out and the students automatically opened a path for her. Their excited eyes showed awe of this little woman.
Baili Yize rushed over and saw that the arena was empty, Zhao Shuochuan was lying on the ground, beating the ground with his fists, and Chu Zishan was surrounded by students.
"This is the end of the competition."
He looked at the lowly match with a look of astonishment on his face, regretting that he had not seen this exciting competition. He took steps to chase after Chu Zishan, and when he approached, he stretched out his hand to her.
Chu Zishan suddenly grabbed the hand that was immediately on her shoulder with his backhand, and made a perfect over-the-shoulder throw. Baili Yize flew from behind to the front, and fell heavily to the ground.
He bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, caressed his painful lower back, and screamed miserably.
Chu Zishan turned around and saw Baili Yize. She was surprised and said, "Why is it you? I thought it was Zhao Shuochuan who came to attack me."
She squatted down, stretched out her hand and pressed on Baili Yize's lower back: "Fortunately, no bones were injured. I'll ask the waiter to apply a hot towel on you later to stimulate blood circulation and you'll be fine. Don't jump suddenly in the future."
It is very dangerous to go behind a martial artist."
After that, she stood up and turned around and left as if nothing happened.
Baili Yize, who was in great pain, saw Chu Zishan leaving like this. He shouted angrily: "Chu Zishan, you are an arrogant woman, you hurt my son and left like this, ah ah ah, it hurts,
It hurts so much, bitch, just wait for me, ah, it hurts me so much..."
The students were still immersed in Chu Zishan's perfect over-the-shoulder throw. Baili Yize's scream brought them back to reality. They all looked at Chu Zishan in horror and worry. However, this man just walked away so grandly.
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"Yeah, yeah, it's serious to hurt the prince..."
Several students came forward and helped Baili Yize hurriedly. The ordeal caused Baili Yize to feel heartbreaking pain. He yelled angrily: "Get the hell out of here, get out of here..."
The students were so frightened that they fled in panic and disappeared in an instant.
The boy carefully helped Baili Yize up, but the pain still caused him to scream: "You bitch, please be gentle, I am not hurting you. Are you deliberately taking revenge on my son? I will lose every cent of my hair this month."
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The shouts gradually faded away, and Zhao Shuochuan, who was lying on the ground, forced his body in great pain to sit up, his head drooping in defeat, his hands tightly grasping his robe, and his bones creaking.
He was last year's top martial arts champion, and he was proud of his outstanding martial arts, but he was defeated by Chu Zishan with just one move.
Thinking that he was shamelessly talking about avenging Sun Manyao, he had no face to see her.
What made him even more unable to face it was that he was going to kneel in the champion palace for three hours, and his father's face was completely humiliated by him.
He punched the ground hard, trying to create a crack and get in.
He stood up, his feet hurt like needles on the ground. He bit his lip, his big eyes filled with tears of humiliation, and walked forward step by step with difficulty.
Returning to the lounge, he stood outside the door for a long time. The door suddenly opened, frightening him and turning around in a panic, not wanting his beloved to see his embarrassment.
"Come in quickly."
A small hand grabbed his clothes and pulled him into the house.
He lowered his head and said with shame: "Manyao, I'm sorry, I can't do anything for you..."
A soft and warm hand touched his mouth. He was startled and looked up at the timid Sun Manyao in front of him.
Sun Manyao looked at him with regretful eyes: "I am the one who wants to say I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, how could your noble young master be so humiliated? Chu Zishan, a cruel bitch, as a classmate, how could she be so severely humiliated?
hand."
"My skills are inferior to others, I'm so useless."
"I don't allow you to talk about yourself like this, you are very good..."
The comfort of his beloved failed to relieve Zhao Shuochuan's gloomy mood. He covered his face and fell down on the Arhat's couch.
"If I lose, I will have to kneel in the champion palace for three hours, which will make me unable to hold my head up. I am a waste."
Sun Manyao looked at Zhao Shuochuan who was curled up into a ball, with disgust in her eyes, but she was still useful to him, so she could only sit beside him patiently, holding his dirty big hands: "Why are you kneeling, you don't
Go, she can't do anything to you anyway."
"But I have sworn an oath. If I don't go, I will break my promise and I will be laughed at." Zhao Shuochuan covered his face and said angrily.
"Just let them laugh. You won't lose a piece of meat. This is just a joke between students. It will be forgotten in a few days. Why do you have to be so serious. By the way, I just saw Prince Rui being kidnapped.
The servant carried him back, cursing Chu Zishan all the way, why did Chu Zishan offend the prince?"
Zhao Shuochuan's face was full of sorrow and he sighed, "Chu Zishan threw the prince away..."
Listening to Zhao Shuochuan's words, she smiled mischievously and said, "If you offend the prince, the living king of hell, Chu Zishan's life will really come to an end now. We have to find a way to add fuel to the fire..."
Zhao Shuochuan looked at her listlessly: "What do you want to do?"
Sun Manyao approached Zhao Shuochuan and whispered to him.
As she spoke, her warm breath tickled his ears and neck, and a tingling sensation of pleasure ran through his body, making him a little distracted.
After she finished speaking, he lowered his head shyly: "Isn't that too much?"
Sun Manyao pushed him, with an angry look on her face: "That bitch almost strangled me to death. She didn't have any mercy when she bullied us. Just do as I say. This time she will be notorious."