Su Junxin punched extremely fast, and came with a fierce wind.

Zhang Ziang's heart alarm bells loudly, and his body reflexively retreats back.

However, despite his quick reaction, her right cheekbones were still rubbed by her fists, his body tilted and his center of gravity shifted.

He dropped the basketball and staggered to his feet.

Su Junxin didn't wait for him to react at all, and the second punch came immediately afterwards.

Zhang Ziang stepped back and evaded again and again, looking at the right time to counterattack.

But who knows that instead of hiding, she moved closer, and a wicked smile slowly conjured up at the corner of her mouth.

He was shocked, some bad premonitions arose inexplicably, and he subconsciously hesitated in his actions.

In the next instant, a sharp pain came from the outstretched wrist, the sky turned around in front of him, and Zhang Ziang fell heavily to the ground.

Su Junxin twisted his left arm back, and slammed his right foot on his shoulder.

She held his little finger and snapped it back relentlessly—

"what--!"

The cry of pain resounded throughout the stadium.

Su Junxin released her hand, raised her head and took a deep breath, the scarlet under her eyes slowly dissipated.

It's so cool that the revenge of the severed finger can be paid back!

She swept past the four people who were already dumbfounded, and stared at Zhang Ziang again.

"Do you believe it now?"

Zhang Ziang shook his hand and grinned, his cold sweat was painful.

"You are not boxing at all!"

She raised her eyebrows, "Why, you, a 1.9-meter man who has studied professional boxing, fights with a little girl of mine. You feel aggrieved after losing?"

Zhang Ziang choked and stopped talking.

"Isn't it just a dislocation? As for the yelling so loudly?" Su Junxin squatted down and held his fingers, and broke again.

Zhang Ziang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, shaking his reset fingers, and got up from the ground.

This time he looked at her eyes somewhat differently.

"I underestimated you. You are better than I expected, but if there is another fair match, I won't necessarily lose to you."

Su Junxin patted the dust on the corner of her clothes, "Thank you."

"What punch did you just hit? Why haven't I seen it?"

She put her hands in her pockets, looked at him blankly, and uttered two words: "Wild Fist."

Most professional boxers look down on junglers, and Zhang Ziang is no exception.

He frowned imperceptibly, but soon curiosity prevailed.

"Your punch is very steady and fast, who taught you?"

Su Junxin heard the words, his eyes became subtle.

Speaking of it, in fact, the person who really taught her to punch is Zhang Ziang.

She had fought with him dozens of times in the last days, and she would suffer a lot of injuries in every close fight, but at the same time she also secretly learned many of his moves.

However, she has never received professional boxing training, nor can she fully use his style of play, so she added a trick that suits her on the basis of stealing the master.

She was silent for a moment when she met Zhang Ziang's gaze.

"...You don't need anyone you know."

After speaking, she turned and left.

*

After hiding in the dark, after watching Su Junxin's three moves to KO Zhang Ziang, the whole journey of You Feng was shocked in cold sweat.

He shook his hands, his gaze was wavering, and his face was flustered.

Since he was **** in the grove by Su Junxin last time, he has been very jealous of her.

But he was used to the arrogant and domineering school tyrant, and now he suddenly wanted to listen to a girl younger than himself, how could he bear such a tone.

And this time Zhang Ziang's arrival has become the best time for him to take down Su Junxin in one fell swoop.

He set up a game, first released news to let Zhang Ziang know about Su Junxin's existence, then sent his little brother to spread the rumors that she was going to challenge Zhang Ziang after the basketball game, and finally designed to attract her into the set.

He firmly believes that with Zhang Ziang's strength, Su Junxin will undoubtedly lose, and then he can take advantage of the danger and regain his position.

But You Feng didn't expect that Su Junxin was stronger than he expected.

He walked out of the school gate with a tangled look, when a soft cough suddenly came from his ear.

Turning his head subconsciously, he faced Shang Su Junxin's leisurely gaze.

The moment when she broke and dislocated Zhang Ziang's phalanx flashed before her eyes, You Feng's face turned pale, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground with a "puff".

Su Junxin smiled and spoke quietly.

"It's not yet the New Year, why do you give me such a big gift?"

You Feng tremblingly said: "You, do you know?"

She walked a few steps towards him and bent down slightly.

"You Feng, do you know why you can never become a person like Zhang Ziang?"

"Why, why?"

"Because you have low eyes and low hands, you can't look at people, and no one around you is really reliable." She curled her lips contemptuously.

Yesterday, when You Feng told her about Zhang Ziang, she realized something was wrong, and when he left, she stopped his attendant.

However, after a few threats, the attendant shuddered out all of You Feng's plans.

With a decadent expression on your face, You Feng suddenly raised her hand and blocked her head subconsciously.

"I was wrong! Boss Su, I won't dare anymore!"

Su Junxin just put her hand on his shoulder and patted.

"Don't worry, I'm addicted to playing today, and I won't beat you again."

The smile on her face deepened, "And ah... I also want to give you a chance to make up for it."

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