This Curse Is Just Awesome

Chapter 86: Reasons to win (in)

   After a few seconds of silence, the stadium burst into deafening cheers.

   And Bahuang Yao completely suppressed the pain in his body, and looked at Zhao Mucha: "Come again."

   Female examiner: "The difference in strength is too big, are you sure you want to continue?"

   "OK."

   "Then...the test continues."

   After that, the female examiner stepped back.

   Zhao Mucha took a deep look at Yahuang Yao, then put on a boxing posture again: "You just committed suicide. What's the point."

  "..."

   Yahuang Yao took a deep breath, bent over, took off his shoes, revealing his feet covered with calluses and scars.

  ‘Thousands of days and nights. ’

  ‘Millions of hits and training. ’

  ‘No care, no affection, no warmth...’

  ‘In a world where there is nothing, I can survive to this day, just for the college entrance examination. ’

  ‘Just to prove like that person...’

  Bahuang Yao raised his head and assumed a strange martial arts posture, his eyes faintly glowing red with blood: "I, no worse than my brother."

   "Is that why you say you must win?"

"Yes."

   Zhao Mucha's forehead twitched slightly: "You are so ridiculous. Just for such a hypocritical reason?"

  "..." Yahuang Yao was silent.

   "Do you know the reason why I must win? It's much greater than you."

   "...What are you doing for?"

   "I am for the bonus." Zhao Mucha re-energized her body, lowered her figure, and was ready to go: "The top eight can get 200,000 yuan from the government."

   Chen Yu under the stage: "..."

"boom!"

   After the charge is over, Zhao Mucha charges again!

"boom!"

  Bahuang Yao also endured the pain of rib fracture, and fought fiercely instead!

   "Boom!"

   "click."

   The entangled vigor was as sharp as the wind. With only a crisp sound, Bahuang Yao's right arm suddenly slumped down.

   But her eyes were fierce, which seemed to completely shield her pain, and with the help of recoil, she came directly to an upside-down golden hook.

"Snapped!"

   He kicked Zhao Mucha's face severely.

  The force was so fierce that he even tore off his ears in half.

   The blood bursts like a fountain.

"what!"

   Zhao Mucha screamed, adrenaline soared, kicked out in the air with all his strength!

   "Boom!"

   "Puff..."

  Bahuang Yao vomited blood again, flew more than ten meters away, and fell heavily on the ring.

   "Pump!"

   Both feet landed, Zhao Mucha tore off a sleeve and wrapped her broken ear around half of her ears, and her eyes were splitting in pain: "I want you to die!"

   "Oh..."

   Lying on the ground, Bahuang Yao spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, feeling more comfortable, and staggered to his feet. Then he held his dislocated right arm and broke it fiercely.

   "Crack it!"

   Joint recovery.

   Waiting for the other party to finish dressing, she whistling with energy, and once again proactively attacked!

   "drink—"

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

   "Boom..."

   After five consecutive matches, Zhao Mucha was shocked and angry.

   He faintly felt that the opponent's strength... is actually increasing...

"Snapped!"

   In the sixth round, Zhao Mucha fisted quickly, grabbed the loophole of Bahuang Yao, and squeezed her wrist and broke it up!

   "Crack!"

   Wrist fracture.

   The severe pain made Bahuang Yao's eyes redder, raised his flexible legs, and turned his head on the spot regardless of his clenched wrist!

   "Crack!"

   As the wrist was still being held by Zhao Mucha, the body rolled down, and the original fracture site of the wrist was immediately dislocated tragically!

   "What?" Zhao Mucha was shocked.

"boom!"

   During the tumbling, Yahuang Yao kicked him firmly in the jaw.

   The limitations of human physiology made him instantly lose consciousness.

   Taking this opportunity, Yahuang Yao couldn't take care of the wrist injury, his legs were like wind, and he continued to kick out more than ten feet.

   "Papa, papa!"

   "Papa Papa..."

   When Zhao Mucha gradually regained consciousness, Bahuang Yao was enraged and stooped to sweep his legs.

"Snapped!"

   Zhao Mucha fell.

   A second before landing, Yahuang Yao made another kick and picked him up into the air.

   Then, she mobilized her dantian energy to walk around her body.

  The first step is to rush into the spring hole!

"boom!"

   The second step is three miles away!

"boom!"

   The third step, Qi Chong Xinshu acupoint!

   "Boom!"

   The red flame exploded in an instant.

   "Martial Skills-Eight Wastes Secret Art-Wind Rotation·Dance!"

"Snapped!"

  The bricks and stones splashed under his feet, Bahuang Yao whirled and jumped into the air, close to Zhao Mucha.

   "What...what..." Zhao Mucha opened her eyes with difficulty.

   Before he could see clearly, the Bahuang Yao offensive came like a tide.

   "Boom!" Round punch!

   "Boom!" Leg swing!

   "Boom!" Round punch!

   "Bang!" Leg swinging...

   Bahuang Yao seems to have become a spinning top. Except for the fractured right hand, the other three limbs constantly attacked Zhao Mucha's whole body.

   The sound of fractured bone sounded frequently.

   There is Zhao Mucha.

   There is also Yahuang Yao...

   The fierce fighting makes many people temporarily forget that this is just a college entrance examination...

"boom!"

   Finally, Yahuang Yao kicked his last kick.

   "Pump..."

   Zhao Mucha's figure fell heavily.

   And the scene, still silent...

   Even Chen Yu was dumbfounded.

   This kind of high-level fighting completely broke his simple understanding of "martial arts".

   "The world of Gaowu... isn't it just to see who has the best energy..."

  ...

   "Cough..."

   "Ahem..."

   swallowed the blood from his throat, Zhao Mucha staggered to her feet, panting violently: "It's a pity..."

   "..." Yahuang Yao landed and said nothing.

   At this time, she was also enduring pain everywhere in her body.

"If your energy level is higher... you can kill me in seconds." Zhao Mucha wiped the blood on the corners of her mouth and revealed a fierce light in her eyes: "Sure enough, you people with power and money, UU read www.uukanshu.com. Is the advantage right? A mere level 1 warrior can also fight for so long with my 1.2 level martial artist."

   "..." Yahuang Yao remained silent.

   "Quick battle is absolutely impossible, you broke all my plans." Zhao Mucha took a deep breath, straightened up, and without any reservation, squandered all the energy in the dantian.

   "Finally I advise you to give up."

   "Impossible." Yahuang Yao searched the last little energy: "I said, I have a reason to win."

   "Then go to death. Bitch!"

   Zhao Mucha roared, like a bull, rushing up fiercely.

  Bahuang Yao flew a kick, but he was easily bounced away.

   "This is... martial arts?" Yahuang Yao was shocked.

   "I'm already level 1.2, how could I still not know how to martial arts?!" Zhao Mucha opened her strong arms, just like catching a baby chicken, grabbing Bahuang Yao and slamming down on the ground!

   "Fuck!"

   "Crack, click…"

   The bones rang together with a crisp sound.

   Then, he pressed his knees on Yahuang Yao, making him unable to move, raised his arms, and threw his fists toward the girl's head with joy.

   "咚咚咚咚咚!"

   Zhao Mucha: "Haha!"

   "咚咚咚咚!"

   Zhao Mucha: "Ahhhhh!"

   "咚咚咚咚..."

   In the crisis, Yahuang Yao had to protect the front door with his arms, and transferred all his energy to his head for protection.

   "咚咚咚!"

   "咚咚咚咚..."

   Zhao Mucha, who threw dozens of punches in a row, suddenly stopped, clenched his fists, accumulating power for a moment, aimed at Bahuang Yao's throat, and smashed it with all his strength!

   "Dead!"

  ...

  

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