Chapter 20 Instant Kill
"Xiao Rong, did I win?" Mengtai woke up.

"Win." Ye Shurong looked at Mengtai who had been bandaged up by the medical teacher speechlessly, leaving almost only a pair of eyes exposed.

This is for the sake of winning, and I still remember it after being unconscious for a day.

"It's really great, I've long thought... ouch... hiss" Mengtai cried out in pain as she pulled the wound.

"She was injured less than you, but if she dares to get that kind of thing, she will probably be worse than you."

Meng Tai couldn't understand Ye Shurong's words, she looked at the paws that were wrapped several times bigger than the original hand, and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Could it be worse?
"You probably won't be able to participate in the next competition, take good care of it."

"Well, but I want to watch your game..."

"Do you think you can get there now? There's nothing to see anyway."

Mengtai wanted to cry again but had no tears.

Ye Shurong finally comforted Mengtai, and then walked out.

Today is the second round of draws.

Ye Shurong was not very worried about the competition, but she was more interested in how the elders of the college would deal with Eliza.

The elders who were watching the game two days ago did not show up today for some reason.

Ye Shurong still ignored other people's probing or dissatisfied eyes.

Soon, it will be her.

Most of the people watching by the side were gloating, wanting to see how she would make a fool of herself.

Her opponent is a bodybuilder of the Jiuli clan, with thick muscles, which contrasts sharply with the slender Ye Shurong.

Su Zhao frowned in the distance, and poked Lin Jin beside him.

"Cousin, do you think she can win?" After the scuffle, he and Ye Shurong had a revolutionary friendship.

Lin Jin watched Ye Shurong greet his opponent on the stage.

"Can win." And she only needs a second.

The opponents on the stage didn't seem to think that Ye Shurong was an opponent who could fight him, so they didn't make a move immediately.

"Student, you'd better admit defeat, it won't be good if you get hurt."

The classmate of the Jiuli clan said to Ye Shurong.

Ye Shurong smiled, but made a gift before the match, meaning that she planned to fight.

"Since you are determined to fight, then I will not show mercy to my opponent. Be careful!"

A rough punch came with a strong wind.

"Hey, she won't be maimed by that big guy, will she?"

Lin Jin turned his face away and looked at Su Zhao.

"It's impossible for her to be injured even if you are maimed."

Su Zhao wanted to say something, but was interrupted by an exclamation.

He looked towards the stone platform, just in time to see the big man being kicked out of the stone platform.

He didn't see Ye Shurong's movements clearly.

"Offended." Ye Shurong cupped her fists and left the stone platform.

The referee belatedly declared her victory.

Only then did Su Zhao understand what Lin Jin meant, but his cousin seemed to be very familiar with this girl...

In the next few days of the competition, the students experienced the process from doubting and disbelieving to admiring and admiring, and finally becoming numb and accustomed to it.

Ye Shurong is always able to deal with opponents as quickly as possible. She doesn't look like a junior student, but rather like a member of the law enforcement team who has experienced countless battles.

They watched her deal with opponents one by one, from the top ten to the top three, and then to today's last match.

Her opponent is Su Zhao, a talented student in this class, whose combat ability is comparable to high-level students.

Ye Shurong still looked indifferent, Su Zhao greeted with a smile, but he had another thought in his heart.

His cousin, Lin Jin, said that he would lose in a hundred moves.

Although Ye Shurong was strong, he didn't believe that he would lose badly.

So, let him go all out to see it!

Su Zhao pulled out his newly bought long sword, and drew the sword without holding back his hand.

In Ye Shurong's hand is still the bamboo knife, this knife has been guessed by many students, but no one can answer its material.

Ye Shurong met Su Zhao's sword. Her saber technique was very simple, but none of the swords was false, which gave Su Zhao a great sense of oppression.

Moreover, when he was fighting Ye Shurong, he couldn't feel her emotions, her eyes seemed to be locked on to his every movement, and she could always find the opening just right.

What an exciting opponent.

 The content of the competition is coming to an end, and I am also fighting...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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