You practice me to hang up

"How is it? Are you sure?" After the two of them walked a distance, Chu Qianyu asked in a low voice.

Qiu Zhe is ranked second in the class in terms of strength and ability, and is definitely not a false reputation. In the fifth level of body refining, Qiu Zhe is considered the best.

Luo Tianchen's strength has not reached the fourth level of body refining so far, and his chances of winning against Qiu Zhe are slim.

Although Chu Qianyu was ranked last in the class before, he was definitely not the kind of brainless person. As Luo Tianchen's hardcore brother, he was naturally a little worried.

"Don't worry, after today I will be at the fourth level of body refining. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't agree to Qiu Zhe." Luo Tianchen said with a confident smile.

"Haha, that's fine. Is that spiritual elixir enough? Remember to ask me if it's gone." Chu Qianyu said.

"Brother, are you trying to feed me into a jar of medicine? It is not good to eat too much Yunling elixir, which will cause the state to stagnate. You should eat less that thing." Luo Tianchen was worried that Chu Qianyu would use Yunling elixir as a meal in order to quickly improve his realm, so he spoke up to remind him.

"I know this. My father told me when he gave me the Spirit Pill. I'm not afraid that when you want to break through, the elixir is not enough, so I prepare some for you in advance." Chu Qianyu scratched his head and said.

"No need to prepare, that bottle of pill is enough for me to break through." Luo Tianchen shook his head and rejected Chu Qianyu's kindness.

"Okay, just say enough." Chu Qianyu nodded and stopped discussing this topic.

Afterwards, Luo Tianchen and Chu Qianyu came to the edge of the stands and sat on the steps and started chatting.

"In the last game, Chu Qianyu fights against Wang Qian, come on!" The head teacher stood on the competition stage and shouted loudly to the bottom.

"It's your turn, go and show your performance." Luo Tianchen nodded to Chu Qianyu, signaling that it's time for him to go on stage.

"Hehe, I can be considered waiting." Chu Qianyu jumped out of the stands, patted the soil on his butt, and walked towards the battle stand with a swagger.

"Here, come, there's a good show to watch this scene!"

"Looking at the expression on Chu Qianyu's face, I'm very confident! There is no trace of worry."

"Haha! You don't know. I just saw Wang Qian secretly put on a piece of armor, and everything went down from beginning to end."

"Look, Wang Qian is on stage wearing armor."

There was a riot in the crowd, and everyone looked at the competition platform in a noisy manner.

I saw Wang Qian standing quietly on the competition stage, wrapped himself tightly with combat armor.

Listening to the increasing discussions of the students below, Wang Qian's face turned red and blue.

"It's a bunch of wolves and hearts. At first, when Chu Qianyu shouted so happily, he was frustrated as if he had eaten coptis chinensis. Now, when Chu Qianyu was in power, he all turned into pugs. I, Wang Qian, disdained to be with these people!" Wang Qian glanced at the people below the stage, with disdain in his eyes.

In fact, when Wang Qian saw Luo Tianchen's true strength, he also thought about reconciling with Chu Qianyu. Although this is embarrassing, at least he won't lose too ugly.

But when he was about to go to Chu Qianyu to talk, he happened to see Luo Tianchen and Qiu Zhe confronting each other.

Wang Qian, who witnessed the whole process, knew that he should have no hope of reconciliation with Chu Qianyu.

"So even if you can challenge the challenge above the level, what you meet now is Qiu Zhe! Apart from Fu Qiongshi, the pervert who can beat Qiu Zhe, who else can beat him? I, Wang Qian, can lose today, but Luo Tianchen and Chu Qianyu, you two will lose worse than me. Humph!"

What Wang Qian is looking forward to now is to arrive Monday soon, and he wants to take a good look at how Luo Tianchen will lose by then.

On the other side, Chu Qianyu took big steps and walked calmly towards the martial arts competition platform. Those classmates who saw him made way for him.

With Luo Tianchen's performance in front of him, the students watching naturally looked at Chu Qianyu a lot.

Chu Qianyu came to the competition stage with a smile on his face. With a force under his feet, he landed smoothly on the stage.

The head teacher, who was standing between the two, looked at their clothes, and felt a little confused.

"Why did Wang Qian wear a dress of armor, but Chu Qianyu is wearing plain clothes? Are they wearing the opposite clothes?" The head teacher didn't know what Chu Qianyu had said before, so naturally he didn't know why Chu Wang Qian, as a middle class, was afraid of the existence of a class at the bottom.

"After you two are ready, report to me and start." The head teacher said to the two of you.

"I'm ready, class teacher." Chu Qianyu said first, then looked at Wang Qian with a smile.

"I'm ready, too." Wang Qian hesitated and spoke one after another.

"Okay, then you guys start." After the class teacher said that, he turned around and left the competition platform.

After waiting for the head teacher to leave, Chu Qianyu looked at Wang Qian and said loudly, "Come on, Wang Qian, let me see how capable you are."

After hearing Chu Qianyu's words, Wang Qian stared at the other party with his eyes tightly and said nothing. He only had the fists in his gloves clenched together tightly.

Looking at Wang Qian who was unmoved, Chu Qianyu sneered and said, "Why? I don't even have the courage to fight? Is it really just a baby? Haha."

"Chu Qianyu!"

Wang Qian was broken by Chu Qianyu's continuous mockery, and the anger in his heart burned his last trace of reason.

Wang Qian spoke angrily, nonchalantly, "You and Luo Tianchen are just lucky. What qualifications do you have to stand in front of me and shout? Trash like you will be cleaned up one day sooner or later.

Yes, it's not far away, I think it's enough on Monday. With your strength, you dare to challenge Qiu Zhe? I'm worthy of setting a bet with others? I think you've been determined!"

Wang Qian's voice was quite loud when he spoke, and he could hear it clearly from the class teacher to the classmates around him.

The head teacher, who was standing on the edge of the competition platform, frowned deeply after hearing the news.

He first looked at the two confrontations on the stage, then looked at Qiu Zhe and Luo Tianchen in the stage, and a deep doubt arose in his heart, "What's wrong today? Chu Qianyu and Luo Tianchen have become restless? I remember they are usually quite obedient?

There is also Luo Tianchen, who has always performed mediocrely, but his sword skills are extremely impressive today! Has he been hiding his weakness before? But why is this?"

The head teacher standing on the stage was almost thinking about the scalp, but he still couldn't think of why.

The students in the audience looked at Luo Tianchen and the others and began to discuss.

"No, right? Luo Tianchen and Chu Qianyu are going to challenge Qiu Zhe? Who is going to challenge? Is Chu Qianyu?"

"Since Wang Qian's words, they also set up a bet between them? Is it a kowtow?! This bet is too harsh?!"

"It seems that it's a Monday comparison. You must not miss this good show by then. I have never seen anyone kowtow in person!"

"Looking at Chu Qianyu's performance later, I always feel that Monday's competition is very interesting!"

The students from Class 176 whispered in the audience, and the discussion was getting louder and louder, and the atmosphere was even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

Although Qiu Zhe, who was standing outside the crowd, had no expression on his face, a trace of sinisterness floated in his eyes from time to time, indicating that he was not calm inside.

"A waste who has the third level of body refining dares to make noise? On Monday, I will let you lose face in front of the whole class! You can never turn over!

I want you to know that some people cannot offend. Once they offend, they have to spend their whole life making up for their stupidity!”

Chu Qianyu, standing on the stage, listened to the discussions of the people around him, and a little cold appeared on his smiling face.

"It turns out that birds of a feather flock together, and licking dogs will never forget their talents. One trash licks another trash, what? Will he pity you?" Chu Qianyu said with a sneer.

"Who do you think is the trash?!" Wang Qian's eyes were wide open, and his face heated up quickly, like a red-hot gas stove.

"What about you, trash! Do you dare to punch me? A waste!" Chu Qianyu's eyes were full of provocation and his tone was full of disdain.

"Grass mud horse! I'll kill you!" Wang Qian only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and the volcano that had been suppressing finally erupted.

Wang Qian shouted wildly, and all his strength burst out from his feet, and he rushed towards Chu Qianyu like a mad dog.

Waving in the air with gloves, Wang Qian aimed at Chu Qianyu's head and smashed it hard.

"Look at who killed whom!" A sharp light flashed in Chu Qianyu's eyes, and his right fist was clenched and he suddenly raised it.

"Die it for me!"

Chu Qianyu took a small step back with his right leg, and his upper body tilted slightly. The muscles on his waist and back were squeezed tightly together, like a powerful spring that was constantly recharged.

Chu Qianyu's right arm shook gently in the air, and the raised muscles were like hills.

At this time, Wang Qian's fist had attacked near.

Chu Qianyu waved his fists calmly and smashed them towards Wang Qian's attack.

The waist and back are opened, and the long-established force pours into the right arm along the muscles.

The huge iron fist rubbed against the air and made a breathtaking sound of breaking through the air. The sound shook in the air, like a roar of a tiger, shaking the heart!

"Bang!"

Chu Qianyu's fist sucked hard on Wang Qian's gloves, making a low and dull sound.

Immediately afterwards, the fierce punching force penetrated the armor and acted directly on Wang Qian's fist.

"Click!"

After a crisp sound, Wang Qian's four fingers broke, leaving only one thumb intact.

Before Wang Qian could scream, Chu Qianyu stepped forward with his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground. The dust on the ground was discharged outward without any force, forming a thin layer of air waves.

Chu Qianyu retreated his arm backwards, and sent his right shoulder forward, and his whole body rushed straight towards Wang Qian.

Tieshan Bud!

"Dong!"

There was another dull sound, and Wang Qian felt as if he was hit by a giant beast with a huge pound.

The head became blank in an instant, the chest was burning and the five internal organs seemed to be penetrated by thousands of needles, and it was extremely painful.

Wang Qian's whole body soared into the air, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

However, as soon as Wang Qian left out, his claws tightly grabbed his right arm.

Big back span!

Chu Qianyu grabbed Wang Qian's arm with both hands and pressed him on like a ghost.

With a big step back with his left leg, Chu Qianyu pressed his back against Wang Qian. He pulled his left arm down and exerted force with his right hand.

As soon as Wang Qian recovered, he crashed into the ground at a speed of 180 miles.

"Bang!"

The ground of the competition platform trembled slightly, and a large area of ​​dust suddenly rose.

"vomit!"

Wang Qian only felt a sweet throat and a stream of blood spit out.

The internal organs were wailing, and Wang Qian felt as if he was dispersed, and there was nothing that was not painful on his body.

But, this is not over yet!

Chu Qianyu raised his right foot, and his right leg turned into a strong iron whip and whipped Wang Qian hard on his lower abdomen.

"Sher..."

Wang Qian drew four or five meters away from the competition platform until the force on his body disappeared, and he barely stopped.

Looking at Wang Qian who seemed to have "dead" on the stage, everyone below the stage fell into a dead silence like the end of the day.