Chapter 61 The Last Seedling
In the following time, the two classes went back and forth, constantly sending people to the stage to compete.
The fight lasted until ten o'clock in the morning.
There are only 4 people left in Class 1 of Grade 1.
There are 18 students left in Class 6 of Grade 12.
The difference in the number of people is very large.
Obviously, in terms of average class strength, Class 1 of Grade 1 is far behind Class 6 of Grade 2, and they are not on the same level at all.
The main reason is that the school has just started and the freshmen in Class 1 of Grade 1 have practiced too little, so many people's talents have not been fully realized.
"Brother Feng, there are only four people left in your class. It seems that I am sure to win this meal we bet on."
The head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, a trendy middle-aged man with a short ponytail, looked at Han Yuanfeng with some pride and said.
Han Yuanfeng smiled calmly and said, "Don't say anything too early. Let's wait and see."
As the head teacher of Class 1, Grade 1, he knows this very well.
That is, only Lin Zichen, Wang Shujie, Lu Gang, and He Yu are the strengths of Class 1, Grade 1.
As for the students who appeared earlier, they were just cannon fodder whose main purpose was to participate. No matter how badly they lost, it would not have much impact on the outcome.
The real showdown begins now.
Soon, Han Yuanfeng looked at He Yu who was rubbing his hands and said:
"He Yu, you go next."
"receive!"
He Yu responded.
Then, he leaped onto the martial arts stage, looked at his opponent with a chuunibaku smile, and said, "My fists have been thirsty for a long time. Senior, are you ready to receive my hard fists?"
“Idiot!”
Seeing him being so childish, the senior student opposite him scolded him directly.
These two words are not very hurtful, but they are extremely insulting.
He Yu blushed immediately after hearing this.
Damn it, pretending to be cool and annoying is like killing your parents!
This senior is very ignorant. I will kill him instantly and then humiliate him severely!
Seeing that both of them had taken their positions, the referee quickly shouted:
"The showdown begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Yu kicked his calves hard, rushed in front of the senior in an instant, turned around and knocked the other person off the martial arts stage with his butt.
The way to defeat the opponent is extremely insulting.
Then, he stood at the edge of the arena and smugly spat trash at the other party:
"No way? Is that all you're capable of? How dare you call someone an idiot? You're just a piece of trash!"
"Referee, he's maliciously humiliating his opponent. This goes against the spirit of martial arts. I request he be sent off!"
The head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, complained to the referee.
Seeing this, the referee immediately looked at He Yu and warned him in a serious voice: "Student, please be mindful of your words and actions. Do not maliciously humiliate your opponent."
When He Yu heard this, he immediately became unhappy and said directly: "Can you stop being so hypocritical? Why didn't you warn that guy when he called me an idiot just now?"
Referee: "Second warning!"
He Yu wanted to retort, but before he could say anything, Han Yuanfeng from the audience shouted at him, "He Yu, talk less and do more. You must learn to express your opinions with actual actions on the stage!"
At this time, Han Yuanfeng felt a little unhappy.
Just now, the head teacher of Class 6 in Grade 12 actually asked the referee to send He Yu off the court?
What does this mean?
Just to win a meal, you're going to lose your martial ethics?
Who is this!
…
Soon, the next match began.
The opponent was a senior student who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with very developed muscles and full of explosive power.
Faced with such a tall opponent, He Yu was not afraid at all. Instead, he relied on his superb boxing and kicking skills to defeat the opponent in less than 5 minutes and easily won the victory.
After that, he became more and more courageous and defeated three opponents in a row.
Including the two people before, it’s already a pentakill.
It was not until the sixth game that he lost the match unwillingly due to exhaustion.
And at this time.
There are only 3 people left in Class 1 of Grade 1.
There are 13 students left in Class 6 of Grade 12.
…
"Wang Shujie, you go ahead."
"receive!"
…
About an hour later.
Wang Shujie's performance also ended.
He performed better than He Yu, killing ten people in a row, and only lost the duel due to exhaustion in the 11th game.
At this time, the number of people left in the two classes was almost the same.
There are 2 people left in Class 1 of Grade 1.
There are 3 people left in Class 6 of Grade 12.
…
"Lu Gang, it's your turn."
"receive!"
Lu Gang responded and then jumped onto the martial arts stage.
In less than ten minutes, he quickly eliminated two of the opponent's generals, leaving only a single survivor. His performance was outstanding.
"Ajie, your class's high-end combat power isn't very good. It looks like I'm going to win the meal we bet on earlier."
Seeing that the situation was very good, Han Yuanfeng looked at the head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12 with a confident look on his face and said.
Hearing this, the other party laughed and said, "That's not necessarily true."
After saying that, he looked at the only remaining student in the class, a dark-skinned fat boy, and said to him with a smile: "Wang Jinhe, it's your turn to perform."
Soon, the fat black man named Wang Jinhe came on stage.
He is as long as a ball and walks very slowly.
It took almost half a minute just to walk from the audience seats to the martial arts stage.
Like an old turtle.
Han Yuanfeng looked at the fat black man on the stage and couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "Ajie, are you sure this is a student from your class? Why haven't I seen him before?"
The head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, explained, "He just transferred to my class this semester. Of course, you haven't seen him."
Han Yuanfeng nodded and said nothing more.
…
The other side.
When Shen Qinghan saw the fat black man on the stage, he immediately leaned close to Lin Zichen's ear and asked in a very puzzled voice: "Xiaochen, you've grown so fat. Can someone this fat still be admitted to the martial arts class?"
"I'm also confused about this. Let's see how he performs in his upcoming match with Lu Gang. I should know what's going on after seeing him."
Lin Zichen said in a calm voice.
When he first came to the gym, he noticed the fat black man at the first moment, and wondered why there was such a fat student in the martial arts class.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any fat students in the martial arts class since they exercise so much every day.
Is he a relative who got in through the back door?
But it doesn't feel like it.
After all, the opponent was the last one to play, which means that he was the strongest in the class.
…
Soon, the showdown on the stage began.
The fat black man was like a mountain, standing still and showing no intention of taking action.
Facing the fat black man in front of him who was even more burly than himself, Lu Gang was not afraid at all. He rushed towards the other party directly, with the main word of recklessness.
Inch punch, uppercut...
Side kick, flying kick, leg sweep...
Elbow strikes, knee strikes...
Feichongjian, Tieshankao...
Lu Gang used all his martial arts skills and attacked the fat black man frantically.
However, no matter how hard they attacked, they could not break the opponent's defense.
Too much fat!
The meat is too thick!
I can't beat it at all!
Lu Gang was anxious, but he had no choice but to continue to increase his strength and attack the fat black man frantically.
Unfortunately, it still failed to cause any harm to the other party.
"Are you done? It's my turn now."
The fat black man grinned, grabbed Lu Gang's shoulders, lifted him up easily, and then threw him off the martial arts stage.
With Lu Gang's defeat, both classes were left with only one remaining member.
"Brother Feng, there is only one person left on your side. It seems that I am going to win." The head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, looked at Han Yuanfeng proudly and said.
Han Yuanfeng also felt that he was about to lose.
Even Lu Gang, who was one of the best in the class, was as weak as a chick in front of the fat black man. He was easily picked up and thrown off the martial arts stage.
Then the remaining Lin Zichen is probably no match for this fat black man.
Oh, I was tricked...
Han Yuanfeng shook his head and sighed, then smiled bitterly, looking like he had made a mistake. "I was wondering how you dared to gamble with me. It turns out you had set up an ambush like this. You have no moral principles."
The head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, laughed and said, "Haha, it's the same for you. Brother Feng, didn't you bet with me because you thought you could definitely win? We're all the same."
Hearing this, Han Yuanfeng felt so heartbroken that his heart was bleeding.
He made a bet with the head teacher of Class 6, Grade 12, that the losing party would treat the entire class of the winning party to a meal at the restaurant across from the school.
Treating an entire class of students to a meal is extremely expensive, costing at least half a month's salary.
The more Han Yuanfeng thought about it, the more distressed he felt. If he had known earlier, he would not have gambled. It would have been much better to just have a normal friendly match.
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(End of this chapter)
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