Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 517 - 198: Dangerously Beyond the Syllabus_6
Insect control magic.
Who the heck would have thought you could even control insects.
And who would have thought that the vacuum cleaner he casually placed at the edge of the arena would turn out to be the ultimate weapon.
So many flashy tricks, why are there so many of them?
Meng Yang not only felt pain from his wounds, but his heart was also in agony.
This guy teaming up with Bai Xiaolong, they’re always together, just think about it, there’s no way they have good intentions.
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Below the stage, in the Dongwu Waiting Area.
Feng Jiajia suddenly shot to her feet, her face had turned pale with surprise, completely beyond words.
Su Yue, this guy, can actually control insects?
When he dealt with me and Liu Huanong, he didn’t even use his full strength.
Damn it!
He saved this insect control magic to exhaust Meng Yang.
What a malicious plan.
Feng Jiajia could tell that this insect control magic was an excellent combat technique, not as great as her own peerless Insect Curse Art, but still precious enough.
Simply terrifying.
This is just a freshman.
Meng Yang got tricked repeatedly.
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Whoosh!
Su Yue suddenly opened his coat.
Meng Yang looked on with vigilance.
This dirty-minded schemer, could he have another ace up his sleeve?
Could it be he plans on taking us both down together?
All for a match, is it worth it?
However.
This time, Su Yue was just feeling hot, and he simply threw off his jacket.
"I concede."
Very casually, Su Yue tossed aside his jacket and turned to step off the stage, heading towards the West Martial Waiting Area.
It was only then that people noticed the few lines of words sprayed on the back of Su Yue’s undershirt.
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[My name is Su Yue, I’m 18 years old!]
[My family is poor, but I’m better looking than you.]
[Sorry, I also defeated you]
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As Su Yue left the stage, the three lines sprayed on his back stabbed at Meng Yang’s heart like thorns.
Eighteen years old.
Better looking than me.
And damn, you even have a girlfriend.
Meng Yang felt as if his heart had been pierced through.
Is there really a need to show off like this?
Spraying words on a T-shirt, is your throat too hoarse to shout?
Completely a despicable and shameless beast.
I’m so angry I could explode.
Seeing Su Yue approach, Mu Cheng hurried forward, carefully supporting Su Yue.
"His hidden injury is on the left waist, I’ve already rendered it useless, conservative estimate, he can only use 50% of his power.
"Plus, he used Thunder Fist several times, a third of his Qi Blood has been wasted.
"Did you see the lines on my back? If necessary, use words to provoke him, just say your boyfriend is outstanding.
"Now you’re at the same starting line as Meng Yang, try your best to win if you can, but if not, we won’t regret losing."
On the way back, Su Yue gave Mu Cheng the strategy in a low voice.
He’s already drained to the limit.
Not just exaggerating.
If Mu Cheng wasn’t supporting him, Su Yue might collapse while walking.
His Qi Blood, is more depleted than ever.
Thunder Fist also caused some internal injuries to Su Yue, not visible from the outside, but surely his organs have bled a lot.
He is truly weaker than ever before.
"Mm."
Mu Cheng nodded her head.
She felt so moved, she was about to burst.
Su Yue is fighting hard just so she could eventually win.
By personally supporting Su Yue, Mu Cheng could feel his weakness.
This time, Mu Cheng didn’t even realize Su Yue was taking advantage of her.
The topic of "boyfriend" seemed to have already become an unspoken agreement.
"Why do you smell so nice?"
Su Yue suddenly asked.
"Your nose is broken."
Mu Cheng put Su Yue down and gave him a glare.
In such a moment, still not forgetting to smell her scent, truly a big pig trotters.
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"West Martial loses, please have the last contestant from West Martial take the stage."
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Even the referee was stunned for a moment before announcing hoarsely.
No choice.
Su Yue’s series of tricky counterattacks had completely exceeded textbook standards, clearly beyond the syllabus.
Let alone the students who were left speechless, even the principal’s panel and the leaders were shocked into a daze by Su Yue’s successive attacks.
Is this really a freshman match?
For those who don’t know, they might think it was a fifth rank battle, every move a trap, every step holding back.
So sinister.
Such ruthless determination.
Forcing a fourth rank pinnacle into such a corner, who could imagine, who would dare imagine, this was the work of a freshman.
Neither those inside nor outside the arena were able to react in time.
At this moment, Mu Cheng, with Su Yue and the hopes of West Martial, had already stood in front of Meng Yang.
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"Do you see that? The sheer shamelessness of spraying words on a T-shirt, only Su Yue could pull that off."
Liao Ji laughed coldly with numbness.
"You should thank Su Yue, he’s taught us a new way to show off."
Zhou Yuncui shook her head helplessly.
Wang Lu Feng regretted being slow-witted, why didn’t he think of spraying words sooner.
Bai Xiaolong was even more regretful.
He won several champions, but missed the chance for that one T-shirt.
Incomplete, my college life is utterly incomplete.
"Do you think this is a business opportunity? My kid brother’s t-shirts, let’s patent it and sell them."
Yang Lezhi’s mind spun quickly.
"All the profits are mine, I need to save up a dowry for my brother."
Xu Baiyan said coldly.
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