My Personal School Flower

Tang Yu looked up at Mo Kuan and smiled coldly. After seeing Xia Shihan, she was very angry. As a monitor, she naturally would not let other people interrupt their class. Just to stand up, Tang Yula sat down, of course, her clothes.

Xia Shihan looked at Tang Yu strangely, Tang Yu looked at him with a gentle smile, then stood up: "If there is anything, go out and say, if you disturb our classmates to study, you all have to pay.

"You ... Huh! Aren't you terrific? Some kind of go and fight with me alone." Mo Kuan looked at Tang Yu coldly.

"Oh?" Tang Yu was shocked. How could he not beat himself, and he found someone to fight?

"Boss, there is a platform outside, and there are many reporters," Guo Xiaodong said, looking at the playground behind him.

Tang Yu also walked slightly, and sure enough he saw a ring platform, and there were people wearing martial arts costumes turning over the hollow and performing. On the ring platform, it said: Mohist martial arts is famous all over the world.

Actually Tang Yu didn't know that this was prepared by the Mohist a few days ago. Mo Kuan is the head of the martial arts club in Jinghai High School, and the head of the Mo family at Jinghai High School. Responsible for recruiting students from the school for the Mo family. Taking advantage of his post, Mo Kuan set up a platform. Because it was noon and the influence of the Mohist in Jinghai City, the school part opened one eye and closed one eye.

A few days ago was a mock test in the city. Naturally, it was not possible at that time, so I set up a platform today. The purpose is two-fold, that is, to let Mo Kuan ’s father Mo Long fly to Tang Yu with one palm, and Yi Xue Mo Kuan was taken by Tang Yusan Shame to defeat the shame. Second, perform and recruit new students for the Mohist.

Tang Yu thought about it, it seems that they are well prepared, and it is impossible for them not to go. So he nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Tang Yu!" Xia Shihan suddenly called Tang Yu.

Tang Yu Yiyi: "What's wrong?"

"Don't go." Xia Shihan somehow said softly.

"I can understand it, do you care about me?" Tang Yu smiled slightly.

"Ah ... I, I just don't want our classmates to be hurt, you, where do you want to go?" Xia Shihan stared at Tang Yu with a blushed expression. Yantai has been erected outside, it is conceivable that the other party is well prepared. Moreover, Xia Shihan also knew the status of the Mo School in Jinghai's leading school of calligraphy and martial arts, and found a person to fight with Tang Yu, that person must be very powerful.

"Hey, rest assured, I have my own points." Tang Yu said with a smile. Then he went out.

"Let's go together and cheer for the boss!" Guo Xiaodong has seen Tang Yu's strength and is full of confidence in Tang Yu. Then shouted loudly.

The whole class was very responsive. Followed up.

"Shi Han, let's check it out, too," Zhang Jing said, holding Xia Shihan's arm.

"Hmm ..." Xia Shihan nodded, for some reason, her heart was beating fiercely.

Under the crowd, Tang Yu came to the side of the field. At this moment, people were already under the ring. Being a senior in high school, I have a lot of pressure to study, and I can't wait to have such entertainment. Of course, in addition to high school seniors, high school seniors also came to watch. There are also several media. These media have very good relations with the Mo family. The Mo family specifically invited to report the results of the war, promote the power of the Mo family, and expand its influence. Of course, the premise is that Mo Long must fly Zhenyu Tang Yu.

Some reporters have already prepared the manuscript and are ready to send it out quickly after the end of the ring.

"Hum, go up." Mo looked at Tang Yu faintly, his father Mo Long's strength could not be more clear, and Zhang Yu flew to Tang Yu, that is a certain fact.

Tang Yu looked at the people on the ring and seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he didn't know much about the Mohist.

"Boss. Isn't he Mok's father Molong?" Guo Xiaodong naturally knew Molong and said to Tang Yu.

"Is his father?" Tang Yu was also surprised, but he didn't expect his father to move out.

"Boss, the Mo family is really shameless. It ’s too small to call the old one. Boss, Mo Long is the most powerful son of Mo Yu, the highest martial arts. You are not his opponent. Do n’t fight hard, do n’t hurt. Just fine. "Guo Xiaodong reminded Tang Yudao.

Can't beat it? Tang Yu thought. Tang Yu might not have been able to fight before, but now he is the sprinting class of Feng Yun Jue, which is five or six times faster than normal people. The so-called martial arts in the world is not broken. As long as the speed is enough, Tang Yu believes he can beat anyone.

Tang Yu walked towards the ring. Looking at the crowd below, Tang Yu even saw leaders of some schools.

It seems today that the Mo family was very determined to find their last humiliation. Tang Yu thought.

On the platform, there was a middle-aged resolute man wearing martial arts clothes. The word "ink" was written in the middle of the martial arts clothes.

Mo Long and Yan looked at Tang Yu with a smile: "Hehe, my friend, was it your three strokes to defeat my son last time?"

"Everyone on the planet knows it. Why ask again." Tang Yu answered indifferently.

Mo Long's face went dark for a moment, but he smiled slightly: "Oh, since my son can't beat you, let me see your strength. How about when we're done?"

"Random." Tang Yu simply answered.

Mo Long's heart was fierce again, thinking that if there were not so many students and the media, I would have hurt you seriously.

"Huh. I want you to be so!" Mo Kuan smiled coldly below. He knew that as soon as Mo Long shot, Tang Yu would fall.

Xia Shihan was even more worried. He didn't expect that the other person was a middle-aged person, and it seemed that it should be many years for martial arts. What if Tang Yu was hurt?

"Ah ... Shi Han, you have a pain in my hands." Zhang Jing frowned and said to Xia Shihan.

"Ah!" Xia Shihan was startled and looked down, holding Zhang Jing's hand. "Sorry, Zhang Jing, I ..."

"Shi Han, do you care about Tang Yu, don't you like him? It seems you still want to pedal two boats!" Zhang Jing looked at Xia Shihan and looked very tender, so she asked.

"I, how can I like him? Nothing, after all, I am the monitor, is it right for the classmates who care about my class?" Xia Shihan explained hastily.

"Um. Yeah. Okay. But this Mo School is really shameless. He actually found a middle-aged man to fight with Tang Yu. Tang Yu can't beat it. But Shi Han, rest assured, the media and us are here. He must not dare to hurt Tang Yu. "

"Um." Xia Shihan nodded.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's get started." Mo Long said looking at the opposite Tang Yu.

"OK." Tang Yu said coldly.

In the eyes of everyone's expectations, Mo Long suddenly opened his feet, his arms quickly stretched out, and a palm rushed towards Tang Yu. He has been brewing for a long time. Using his experience, speed, and power, he can solve problems with one stroke. Only with one stroke can Zhenfei Tang Yu see the gap between his strength and his last face.

"Ah ..." Everyone in the field was startled, and even felt the wind brought by the power of Mo Long.

While Tang Yu stood still, Mo Long rushed down, and when he was close to Tang Yu, he shuddered afterwards.

"What!" Mo Long suddenly hesitated. He was ready to hit the pleasure of Tang Yu, and after a closer look, he emptied, because Tang Yu was no longer in front of him.

At this moment Molong was so angry that he had run out of tricks. In other words, he couldn't hit Tang Yu with one stroke. He had not achieved his previous effect. Even if he defeated Tang Yu with the second stroke, it had no effect at all.

Mo Long hurriedly turned around, but at this time, he saw Tang Yu actually make a grimace at him. In the gap where he hadn't completely stood still, "Boom" kicked Mo Long's chest. Immediately, the kite flew off the platform and fell to the ground.

Two tricks! Mo Long was defeated! .