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When Luo Xingyao said this, his tone was full of confidence that he was sure of winning, and he was full of provocation. Before he started fighting, he suppressed Fu Yanhe's aura.

Fu Yanhe's face turned dark immediately, but in front of so many people, even if he had any dissatisfaction, he couldn't take it easy, he could only take a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, and still put on his previous calm look Smiling calmly, "Okay, then please ask Junior Brother Luo to teach you a lot."

The moves of real masters have always changed in an instant.

Luo Xingyao and Fu Yanhe are not good at each other, and they have been rivals for many years. They only played a few back and forth, which made the students around them a little dazzled.

It's not that the two of them used such complicated and powerful moves, but the terrifying speed of their moves and the deadly force of their punches really made the backs of those who don't know how to do it feel chills.

Gradually, the students around were enthralled by this rare and exciting scene.

There were a few in class seven who were particularly excited. They jumped up on the spot, waved their fists and shouted excitedly, "Brother Luo! Beat him and beat him! Let him see how powerful our ninth lieutenant is!"

Seeing the arrogance on the other side, the members of Class [-] immediately panicked. They raised their eyes and raised their necks to fight back, "Old Master! Go for it! Let Luo Xingyao, a little bastard, be demoted from the position of school bully today, and let him Let's see who has the final say in our Ninth High School!"

Amidst the howling ghosts and howling wolves, the battle in the center of the field also entered a fierce stage.

Because he hadn't played such a fierce game for a long time, Luo Xingyao's physical strength was a bit behind him, and he couldn't help taking a breath when he withdrew.

Fu Yanhe saw the opening, and immediately felt that the opportunity had come, so he rushed over in three steps, raised one leg, and slammed down from top to bottom.

This is one of the winning formulas of the seniors in the circle. Fu Yan and himself have been thinking about it for many years, and it can be regarded as a small achievement.

He didn't believe that Luo Xingyao could dodge this kind of sure-kill attack.

However, to his surprise, not only did Luo Xingyao not hide, but he didn't even defend himself!

Fu Yanhe's heart immediately jumped uneasily!

Luo Xingyao curled his lips into a slight smile, and at the moment when his leg was about to split off, he directly raised his right leg, and ruthlessly slammed into Fu Yan and the other half of his body that was exposed by the split.

With a sound of "Kang Dang", a beautiful and crisp counterattack, Fu Yanhe was unsteady and fell to the ground directly.

Luo Xing looked at him condescendingly, gave a casual "tsk", and then said with a chuckle, "It's the first time I've seen such a slow split, it's full of loopholes."

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Just now, when Fu Yan and that split leg came out, the hearts of the students in Class [-] around them were thrown down like a roller coaster. At this moment, they suddenly saw such a Jedi counterattack, and they were all so excited. What? All the bullshit was yelled out.

On the other hand, Fu Yanhe got up from the ground in a very embarrassing manner, with a gloomy face, and after being silent for a long time, he uttered one word after another, "It's not over yet, come again."

He wants to win, he wants to win so badly.

Luo Xingyao stood still, with a smile on his lips, "Okay, come on."

A new round of competition began, but this time, Fu Yanhe obviously had to be more cautious, and no longer easily used moves such as chopping and hanging legs, which were very lethal, but he was still not very good at controlling them.

For a while, the two were at a stalemate.

Someone muttered softly, "Hey, what's going on, Luo Xingyao and Fu Yanhe don't seem to be in the same round anymore. If this continues, they won't fight until class and won't be able to tell the winner?"

Hearing this, a boy who had also learned Sanda in the martial arts school couldn't help showing off triumphantly, "What do you know, this is a typical Baiyun martial arts style of play, okay? At first glance, it looks like It's as if neither of them has an advantage, but take a closer look, don't blink, are Fu Yan and that guy being played around by Luo Xingyao?"

The boy who made the noise before paused, and began to study the two people who were fighting on the field with doubts.

After watching for a while, he saw the doorway.

Although the two of them were entangled at this moment, it was obvious from the moves that Luo Xingyao played very beautifully.Whether it is the movements of the hands or the movements of the legs, they are as smooth as flowing water, very easy, as if they are not playing a fierce Sanda match, but just cleaning up a disobedient brat.

On the other hand, Fu Yanhe had to exhaust all his strength every time he made a move, and he was already sweating profusely, so there was no appreciation at all.Moreover, every time he launched an offensive against Luo Xingyao with red eyes, he would be easily dispelled by the other party, which can be said to be a waste of effort without any real effect.

That boy is also an Omega, a typical fan of Luo Xingyao, he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw it, and hurriedly turned his head and asked, "In that case, Brother Luo is going to win again?"

However, in the second after his words landed, a sudden change occurred on the field.

Facing Luo Xingyao's fierce offensive, Fu Yanhe gritted his teeth and endured Luo Xingyao's punch, then his eyes flashed slightly, he aimed at Luo Xingyao's left knee, and kicked it with a sneer.

"Crackling" sound.

As if something was broken and misplaced.

Luo Xingyao took two steps back to stabilize his figure, then frowned and looked at the knee of his left leg.

There, a dazzling red was slowly oozing from the pure white martial arts uniform.

In the crowd, after Gu Yi and He Jingchen saw clearly where Luo Xingyao was kicked, their eyes almost turned red, and they couldn't help but cursed, "I'm going to fuck your uncle's Fu Yanhe! I'm going to fight you hard!"

But in a normal Sanda competition, both opponents may be injured, so although the students below were a little panicked, they were not sure whether they should go up to persuade the fight or call the teacher.

Fu Yanhe ignored the noisy discussions around him, just took two steps towards Luo Xingyao, and said slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm sorry, junior brother, the feeling of knee injury Is it uncomfortable? But you have been injured for so many years, so you probably don’t feel it anymore, do you?”

The old injury recurred, and it hurt like hell.

Luo Xingyao half-kneeled on the ground, with sweat dripping from his forehead, as if Luo Chengming's crazy expression when he smashed his knee flashed in his mind... Those disgusted eyes, that uncontrollably raised corner of his mouth, and There is that excitement and excitement that has nowhere to hide...

He only felt that his heart was sinking slowly, and was about to sink to the dark bottom of the sea. He was out of breath, helpless, wronged, and fearful, along with the memories of that time, welling up from the depths of his heart...

He wants to escape.

But he can't escape, he is very stubborn in his bones, no one can make him admit defeat.

So, under Fu Yanhe's bewildered eyes, he slowly stood up again, smiled softly, with an amazing momentum, "I'm sorry, even if I'm injured, I can still blow you up."

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Not far away, on the path leading to the teaching building from the playground, Tang Song, the head teacher of Class Seven, was talking to Lu Wei kindly, "Oh, Xiao Lu, I don't know how you feel when you transferred to our class? You can tell the teacher about any difficulties."

Seeing that Lu Wei didn't seem to have anything to say, he started another topic in embarrassment, "I think you are giving tutoring to classmate Luo Xingyao? Of course it's good to help classmates, but you also have to pay attention to your own studies so that you don't fall behind. .”

Lu Wei listened absently to what Tang Song said, only when the other party occasionally mentioned Luo Xingyao would he agree lightly, and didn't say much else.

Tang Song didn't care either. This kind of child who is excellent in all aspects has a little personality. He didn't force the other party to share his inner thoughts with him. He just wanted to fulfill his responsibilities as a teacher, just a few words of advice.

However, just when he was about to continue drinking some chicken soup for the soul, Lu Wei's originally calm and indifferent expression suddenly changed.

Immediately afterwards, he turned and ran away without saying a word.

Tang Song was confused, and shouted after him, "Hey, classmate Xiao Lu, what are you running, the teacher hasn't finished talking yet!"

Lu Wei frowned, and continued running to the playground without looking back.

He smelled berry tea, and blood.

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When Lu Wei rushed to the playground, the scene was completely out of control.

Luo Xingyao, whose left knee was bleeding, was pressing Fu Yanhe to the ground with his right knee, and punched down fiercely, with a murderous look in his voice, "You lost."

Fu Yanhe hugged his head with one hand, and tried to counterattack with the other, his face flushed, "Fart! It's not been ten seconds, I haven't lost! As long as I get up, your knees are over! It's you and him!" Mom lost!"

Because of emotional excitement and injury and blood loss, the air was full of Luo Xingyao, Fu Yan and the smell of pheromone.

The warm fragrance of berry tea is refreshing, sweet but not greasy, and the surrounding Alphas are all dizzy, and they don't care about fighting, they all whisper to find out where is the Omega that emits pheromones .

Seeing this scene, Lu Wei's face instantly froze into an ice age.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and released his pheromone without reservation.

The cold and thick Alpha pheromone swept across the entire playground in a frenzy in an instant, covering and burying the faint fragrance of the berry tea.

The fist in Luo Xingyao's hand stopped suddenly, he didn't know if it was the pain or something, and his feet were also a little soft.

There is too much pheromone overflowing, and he is a little dizzy now.

However, even so, he still felt this cool and slightly fragrant smell, which he was familiar with and liked very much.A heart seems to have another support, and it is picked up from the cold sea by warm hands.

However, Fu Yanhe, who was also in the center of the pheromone storm like him, was just the opposite. He was so overwhelmed by the terrifying pheromone that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Lu Wei came over, squinted at him, and then stepped on his left knee directly, with a frighteningly cold tone, "Are all the people in the Fu family so dirty?"