"Well, well done!"
Su Xiaoxiao beat Wen Jiuer severely, which made Lu Ye feel very comfortable.
This Wen Jiuer, taking advantage of the fact that she is a girl, used despicable means to suppress Mu Tou, causing his old injury to relapse.
As a boy, his situation would probably not be much better than Mu Mu's if he faced her.
Although she won't win, it's impossible to help Mu Tou vent his anger.
Now, Su Xiaoxiao helped him do what he wanted to do.
He finally got rid of the anger in his heart!
Below the ring, another young man who lost to Wen Jiuer also felt very relieved.
He lost the last round so unfairly.
A despicable guy like Wen Jiuer who uses despicable means should be taught a lesson!
On the ring, the competition between the two people is still going on.
Wen Jiuer was no match for Su Xiaoxiao at all and was always beaten by her.
Su Xiaoxiao's moves were ruthless, but none of them were fatal.
The moment her fist landed on Wen Jiuer's back, the system suddenly sounded a prompt.
Ding, congratulations to the host for increasing the proficiency of the God of War skill to 20%.
The skill usage time is increased to fifteen minutes, the cooling time is seven hours, and the strength is increased by two points. Please keep up the good work, host!
Ding, congratulations to the host for increasing the proficiency of the Dark Night Assassination skill to ten percent.
The skill usage time is increased to ten minutes, the cooling time is eight hours, and the speed is increased by two points. Please keep up the good work, host!
Two prompt sounds rang in succession in Su Xiaoxiao's mind.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and that smile made Wen Jiuer feel creepy.
She awkwardly got up from the ground and looked at the instructor below the stage: "Mmmmm..."
"What did you say?"
"Mmmmm!"
Wen Jiuer wanted to say "I give up", but her cheeks were already swollen.
Her pronunciation was unclear, and when she spoke, one could only hear the different tones, but could not understand what she wanted to say.
And this is why Su Xiaoxiao slapped her in the face at the beginning.
From the very beginning, she had never thought of a quick resolution.
Wen Jiuer hurt Mu Yansong so badly, she will avenge him!
Looking at Wen Jiuer and Mu Yansong in such a mess, the smile in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes became even wider.
"Teacher, Wen Jiuer said she is dissatisfied."
"Really?"
The tutor frowned, obviously not believing what Su Xiaoxiao said.
However, as soon as his voice fell, Shikano shouted, "That's right, she said I don't accept it!"
"I heard it clearly too, and I can prove it!"
“Since Miss Wen is not convinced, then continue to fight. We are not in a hurry.”
Below the ring, in addition to Lu Ye, there was also the young man who had lost to Wen Jiuer before. They all stretched their necks to watch the show.
Wen Jiuer heard them lying with their eyes open and shook her head frantically.
Are these people crazy? She clearly wanted to admit defeat, how could they talk nonsense?
“Mmmmm…”
"This..." The instructor was a little embarrassed: "Wen Jiuer, can you speak slower and make your words clearer!"
The instructor's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
He knew clearly that Wen Jiuer definitely did not say "I don't accept", but her pronunciation was too unstandard.
Even if he wanted to help her, he couldn't do it so blatantly.
Su Xiaoxiao saw through her mentor's intention, but did not expose him. She turned to look at Wen Jiuer.
"Since you're not convinced, let's continue!"
“Mmmmm…”
Wen Jiuer shook her head, feeling very resistant.
However, Su Xiaoxiao did not give her a chance to choose. She quickly stepped forward and greeted her pretty face.
Wen Jiuer was beaten black and blue, and tears fell from her eyes.
This devil Su Xiaoxiao is so scary!
“Wuwuwu…”
Wen Jiuer wanted to cry.
She lay down on the ground and refused to get up.
Seeing this, the instructor quickly said, "I'll count to ten. If you can't get up, you'll lose the game. Ten, nine, eight..."
As the numbers came out of the instructor's mouth, Wen Jiuer's eyes became brighter.
She could finally admit defeat and no longer be tortured by the devil Su Xiaoxiao.
"three……"
When the instructor counted to three, Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly and reached out to lift Wen Jiuer up.
"I know you still want to fight, I'm helping you, no need to thank me."
Wen Jiuer: “…”
Devil, Su Xiaoxiao is the devil!
The instructor's voice suddenly stopped.
Su Xiaoxiao understood the rules of the game thoroughly.
The rules simply state that whoever does not stand up after the count of ten is deemed the loser.
However, there is no clear statement that those who are helped up by others are also included.
No, no, for the next entrance examination, he must ask the dean to change the rules!
“Wuwuwu…”
On the ring, Wen Jiuer was beaten by Su Xiaoxiao and kept crying.
Su Xiaoxiao was tired from fighting and her skill time was about to end.
She threw Wen Jiuer off the stage with great force.
Bang!
Wen Jiuer fell heavily to the ground and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This inhuman torture finally ended.
Looking at her lying on the stage, Luye couldn't help but click his tongue twice.
"Teacher, it seems she's in such a bad state that she won't be able to participate in the next competition. Otherwise, I'll be considerate and agree with you to just declare me the winner!"
tutor:"……"
This is not considerate at all, this is shameless!
The mentor glanced at Shikano but didn't say what he was thinking.
He came forward with two teaching assistants and helped Wen Jiuer up.
"I see you're seriously injured. Why don't you give up the next competition? You'll get a good third place and won't embarrass your father."
Hearing this, Wen Jiuer shook her head.
She stared at Su Xiaoxiao and Lu Ye fiercely, her eyes narrowed dangerously.
That damn girl tortured her like this.
She couldn't do anything to her, but she still had a chance to make Shikano lose the game.
“Mmmmm…”
"You... I can't hear what you want to say." The teacher was a little embarrassed: "Do you still have the energy to write?"
Wen Jiuer nodded.
"Okay, then write it down and tell me." The instructor turned to look at the teaching assistants behind him and said, "Go get some pen and paper."
The teaching assistant was very quick and brought the pen and paper in just a cup of tea.
Wen Jiuer took the paper and pen, and wrote a few words on the paper tremblingly: I'll take a break and continue the game!
The tutor saw the twisted words and sighed softly.
"Alright, then you should rest for a while." The instructor retracted his gaze and slowly walked onto the ring: "Since Wen Jiuer's injuries are very serious, the hospital has decided to rest for a quarter of an hour before continuing with the final match."
As soon as the instructor's voice fell, the crowd below the stage exploded.
"We're still competing, how can we take a break?"
"Yeah, we were injured before, so why didn't we get this kind of treatment?"
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