Chapter 85 Reasons to Win (Part 1)

After the staff cleaned up the ring, with cheers, Bahuang Yao and her opponent walked into the ring.

"Before the competition starts, I want to interview you a few questions, is it convenient to answer?"

The host, Ayong, stood in the center of the ring and asked left and right.

"Yes." Candidate No. 08 Zhao Mucha nodded.

"..." Bahuang Yao bit his lip and wanted to refuse, but didn't say it.

"Very good." The host first handed the microphone to Zhao Mucha's mouth: "Excuse me, classmate Zhao Mucha, are you confident in this battle?"

"Have."

"Where does confidence come from?"

"My strength is stronger than her." Zhao Mucha told the truth.

As a level 1.2 warrior, he didn't think he would be unable to defeat a level 1 girl.

"So what is your ideal ranking in this college entrance examination?"

"The top eight."

"why?"

"No reason." Zhao Mucha became impatient.

Seeing this, the host A Yong immediately turned the microphone to Bahuang Yao: "Hello, Bahuang Yao. After listening to the opponent's speech, what do you think?"

Bahuang Yao bowed his head: "..."

"Are you confident about this game?"

Bahuang Yao: "..."

"Don't hope for your own victory?"

Bahuang Yao: "..."

"Classmates, please relax, let's just interact briefly, don't be nervous." The host saw sweat on his forehead: "At least say hello to friends who are following you in Quanqingcheng."

Hearing this, Bahuang Yao no longer dared to speak.

The host was embarrassed: "Well, it seems that our Bahuang Yao player is relatively shy, so don't be embarrassed by the little girl. The game is imminent, and emotional tension is inevitable. Let's wish her a good performance..."

"Zhuang Yuan..."

At this time, Bahuang Yao squeezed out a voice from his throat.

The opposite Zhao Mucha raised his eyebrows.

The host A Yong was also stunned for a moment, and quickly handed out the microphone: "Classmate, what did you say?"

"Zhuang Yuan..."

"What champion?"

Bahuang Yao slowly raised his head, his face flushed red: "My goal... is the champion."

"Wow!" The host took a half step back exaggeratedly: "Bahuang Yao, are you saying that your goal for this exam is to become the champion?"

"……Yes."

"why?"

"..." Bahuang Yao was silent.

"Okay!" The host immediately took control of the rhythm: "Very energetic! Mr. Lu Xun once said how bold and prolific people are! Students who don't want to be the champion are not good students, and any miracle is never the worst. Practical wishes begin. Let's give Bahuang Yao an encouraging applause!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

There was thunderous applause.

Off the field, Chen Yu supported his forehead: "This is mocking..."

...

"Excuse me, are you finished hosting?"

On the side, the female examiner who had endured for a long time said solemnly: "The candidates need to start the competition."

"Okay, okay." The host hurriedly stepped down: "Then the seventh chapter of the official round, the match between No. 08 Zhao Mucha and No. 20 Bahuang Yao, start!"

Waiting for the host A Yong to walk away, the female examiner walked to the center of the ring and said, "The test time is 20 minutes. Now bless you."

After saying that, the female examiner mobilized her energy, and the two groups of light immediately enveloped Bahuang Yao and Zhao Mucha.

After the blessing, the female examiner stepped back and raised her right hand high: "Competition...start!"

"Dangdang!"

The bell rings.

Bahuang Yao and Zhao Mucha were both in awe.

"Admit defeat. While I don't do it now." Zhao Mucha put on a standard boxing stance: "You are a level 1 warrior, you can't be my opponent.

"

"..."

Bahuang Yao didn't answer immediately, but took out a silk scarf from his pocket, raised his hair and tied it tightly: "I won't admit defeat. I have... reasons to win."

Zhao Mucha narrowed his eyes: "As it happens, I also have a reason to win."

"..."

"..."

The place gradually became quiet.

The two looked at each other for half a minute, and at the same time the energy in their bodies exploded!

Zhao Mucha - Level 1.22.

Eight Desolate Yao - Level 1.04.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The blooming energy brought up a messy whirlwind, blowing away the dust in the ring.

The first shot was Zhao Mucha.

As a powerful party, it is the most correct choice to fight quickly, reduce consumption, and wait for the opponent in the next match.

"boom!"

Bend and straighten your left leg! He ejected the whole person and rushed towards Bahuang Yao.

The speed is as fast as a sharp arrow!

Bahuang Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and he rolled back one meter.

"Boom!"

A powerful punch hit her where she was standing before.

Judging from the damage caused by the collapse of the masonry, Zhao Mucha had the intention to kill with this punch.

The more than 60,000 spectators at the scene also gasped in unison.

It is rare to encounter this kind of fighting intensity in the first round of the official competition...

"As I said, you can't be my opponent." Zhao Mucha slowly retracted his heavy punch and twisted the "kaka" joints: "When a person dies, there is nothing left."

"..."

Bahuang Yao's eyes gradually became sharp, he launched a charge in a Z shape, raised his whip leg, and kicked Zhao Mucha's face.

Replace answers with actions.

"it is good."

Zhao Mucha didn't hold back anymore, facing the offensive, he directly raised his shoulders, savagely smashing Bahuang Yao's whip leg.

"Well."

With people in the air, Bahuang Yao lost his center of gravity and fell forward.

Zhao Mucha seized the opportunity and punched Yao Yao in the abdomen with a punch!

"Boom!"

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood mixed with food scraps spit out. The pain caused her to lose her mind for a moment.

Zhao Mucha chased after the victory, stepped forward, waved his arms, and fired five punches in a second!

"Boom!"

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong!"

With the crisp sound of bones breaking, Bahuang Yao was knocked flying by a huge force.

But before he could fly far, Zhao Mucha grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.

"what!"

"boom!"

With a burst of energy, Zhao Mucha's arm exerted strength, and even roared and lifted the girl up!

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

After three laps, he slammed into the ground!

"Snapped!"

"Boom..."

The bricks and stones of the arena collapsed inch by inch!

In the dust and fog overflowing, you can clearly see that the strands of blood have accumulated less and more, and accumulated a pool under the body of Bahuang Yao...

"..."

The scene was silent.

In the VIP seat, the mayor subconsciously glanced at the director beside him.

I saw that the chief had no expression on his face.

As if the one who was beaten was not his daughter...

"Clap."

Zhao Mucha let go of his hand and said expressionlessly: "It's over, declare victory."

The female examiner looked at Bahuang Yao, who was motionless, then looked back at the examiner group, stepped onto the ring, and raised her hand: "Then, the first round of the official competition, the seventh..."

"wait wait wait……"

Zhao Mucha and the female examiner were both startled and immediately turned to look.

I saw the slender figure standing up staggeringly.

"cough……"

Vomiting a cloud of blood, Bahuang Yao trembled all over, his eyes were mixed with an indescribable will: "This is just... just the beginning..."

"How could it be over..."

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