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Chapter 87: Xia Wanchun's Road to Battle

"Xia Wanchun passed out when he was beaten in martial arts class."

When Qian Duoduo came to deliver food to Yun Zhao, he casually mentioned.

Yun Zhao looked up at Qian Duoduo and said, "Why, or is it forty-four by one person?"

"Yes, you already taught this kid to use his brain last time, but he didn't listen."

"This is the nature of men. They think that the country that is beaten with fists is the most stable. The consequences of using resourcefulness are constant troubles. Therefore, Xia Wanchun would rather use fists."

"His mother has arrived in Baoji and will arrive in Lantian in three days. When she sees her son with a blue nose and swollen face, she will definitely blame us for teaching good students."

"Since Xia Wanchun can support him until he is knocked unconscious, it shows that he is not far from victory. It's just bad luck. Next time, he is 80% likely to win."

"Is victory so important to you men?"

Yun Zhao pondered for a moment and said: "It's very important, it determines his future future."

"Can't you use a more gentle way?"

"Their enemies will not be half-kind to them."

"You are paying more attention to the use of force now."

"Because no one is willing to listen to reasoning, but you can rest assured that after they have beaten the enemy, they will become gentle. After all, at that time, it was the time to be reasoned. At that time, no one was willing to listen.

Power is interlinked with boxing power at certain times. "

When Xia Wanchun's mother returned, Xu Yuanshou also returned.

When he left, he led a mighty brigade, and when he returned, the team became more powerful.

When Yun Zhao greeted her husband when he returned, he saw a blockbuster, a blockbuster of unfamiliar faces, so he smiled like a spring breeze.

The more a robber, he must be more elegant than ordinary people.

When accompanied Xu Yuanshou in the bullock cart to Yushan, I saw him constantly looking back at the endless stream of bullock carts on the mountain road, full of self-satisfaction.

"Everything that can come is here."

"Trouble has followed."

"Don't be afraid of trouble, articles about the past, take your time."

"I may not have spent much time on them recently."

"You don't need to waste time, let us old men do this kind of terrazzo work."

"Officials will not be among them."

"The old man knows that they want to be an official and wait for the next generation."

"Since you understand everything, what are you doing to get so many scholars back?"

"We have forgotten the eight-legged essay to change the underworld. These people have not forgotten. We must let them see the power of Lantian County and let them understand that we are the successors of this dynasty.

And we don’t have to pick up people with stereotypes! "

Yun Zhao nodded, affirming his husband's thoughts.

When the bullock cart arrived at the gate of Yushan Academy, everyone got out of the car. A woman wearing a curtain was supported by two other maidservants before arriving at Yushan Academy. She looked around in a hurry, looking for people everywhere.

"His son is fighting for the position of monitor today."

Xu Yuanshou smiled slightly after hearing Yun Zhao's words: "Then let these people go and see how Yushan Academy trains wolves."

There is a big ring in Yushan Academy. The ring is only three feet high. There is a thick rope around it as a fence. A sturdy man with the appearance of a gentleman is holding a thick drumstick in his hand and is beating the war drums.

With the sound of drums, a group of young teenagers with different expressions walked onto the ring one by one, with thick cloth wrapped around their hands and soft boots under their feet. Other coaches were searching for theirs. After discovering that there were no prohibited objects such as sharp blades or hard objects hidden in the body, these teenagers scattered on the ring, leaving only the northwest corner for their opponents.

The bruised Xia Wanchun was making the final preparations. Qian Duoduo helped him wrap his wristband, patted his arms to relax him, and whispered, "They are actually very weak. The three opponents knocked them all over. This time, we must push our heads and don't give them any chance.

The key to dealing with gang fights is to maintain your physical strength. When you get started, you must first let the strongest person lose resistance, and then try to defeat those who fish in troubled waters as much as possible when you dodge.

Your luck is very good. This time, your class has eliminated you, and there is no outstanding character.

If you can't even rule this flock of lambs, how can you take on the big responsibility in the future and follow your master to kill all the slaves? "

Xia Wanchun nodded vigorously, his mouth biting the cork bit to prevent teeth from being broken, and he could not speak.

Qian Duoduo took a small black cloak and put it on Xia Wanchun and continued: "Aren't you called Xiaobawang? If you want someone to recognize your name, you can only rely on hitting, and the name you type is the real name. Don't you dare to follow you Uncle Yun Yang, if you can't make a name, just pick one for yourself.

Xia Wanchun nodded vigorously, bumped his fists, and got into the lane in the northwest corner of the ring.

When he appeared in the northwest corner of the ring, the boys and girls of his same level who were watching the lively off the court suddenly uttered a scream of "Hey yeah, yeah," and the atmosphere was brought to the extreme in an instant.

When Xia Liang first saw his majestic son, he yelled, and found that the drums on the venue had stopped, and the children under the stage were quiet. Only his son untied his cloak and only wore a pair of bloomers. Standing alone in the northwest corner.

She couldn't help asking the little girl next to her: "What are they doing?"

The little girl shook her fist and said, "They are fighting for the head and fighting."

"Oh, who is Xia Wanchun from?"

The little girl looked at the gentle Xia Liang and said, "He hit forty-four one by one."

"what--"

Xia Liang screamed and saw that his son had rushed to the strongest guy in the crowd. He thought it was a game like a child wrestling. When his son flew up, he kicked on. On the chest of that stout boy, she realized that this was not a kid's joke at all.

Seeing that his son kicked the stout boy with the weight of his body, before he landed, four or five children rushed forward and punched his son.

She saw her son's head being beaten like a swaying sandbag, big tears came out of her eyes, struggling to pounce on the stage to protect her son, but she was tightly surrounded by the crowd and couldn't move.

Fists, elbows, knees, forehead, back of the head, feet, and even shoulders have all become offensive weapons at this moment. Xia Wanchun is like a weed standing in the torrent, staggered by the torrent, but stands tall.

Xia Liang's heart and heart were broken, and he didn't want to live, but he saw a lot of money, but he was very happy.

Judging from the scene, Xia Wanchun has thoroughly learned the lessons of the previous failures. He would rather be hit than let his opponents hug him... After repelling a group, another group came up. Xia Wanchun refused to give in, and the children too. There is no meaning of concession. Even if some children are knocked down, as long as they can stand up, they will launch a new attack on Xia Wanchun.

Xia Wanchun cried out strangely, pressing one knee against a child's face, and saw that the child had a long nosebleed and fell on his back on the ring. Although he was dragged out by the masters soon, it was still inevitable that he would be stepped on a few feet.

A child who fell on the ground took advantage of Xia Wanchun’s opportunity to retreat and firmly hugged his calf. However, Xia Wanchun pulled out a leg and stepped heavily on his face. The child had to loosen his calf, and it was big. Cried.

Xia Liang watched his son punch a little girl’s nose without any hesitation, but the little girl who had already had a nosebleed slammed her head on her son’s abdomen like crazy, unexpectedly better than some men. Children must be brave.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Xia Liang couldn't stand it anymore, waving his arms and shouting loudly.

"Oh, don't make a noise, he won't be beaten to death. You won't be too late to call out when he is cut with a knife in the future."

The little girl was very impatient, but Xia Liang was shocked by what she said. No, I must take my son back. Coming here is purely into a den of thieves.

Xia Wanchun has been running, fighting while running, finding the weakest part of the enemy in the running, and always having only one or two enemies in front of him during the running...

When he couldn't run anymore, he put his hands on his knees and gasped, and his remaining seven or eight opponents were running under his lead. When he stopped, they stopped and gasped. .

"The spirit of these children has been beaten, and Xia Wanchun is determined to win."

Seeing this, Xu Yuanshou whispered to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao sighed and said: "Xia Wanchun has challenged this group no less than 15 times. The previous failures have been miserable. Although miserable, as long as he refuses to give up, winning the final victory will be a matter of time for him. .

Even if he failed this time, the courage and fighting spirit in his heart became more vigorous. Compared with his opponents, seeing Xia Wanchun's progress with each passing day would make many people lose their confidence in defeating Xia Wanchun.

On the whole, this group of children is not a bit worse than the first three in Yushan Academy.

Even a genius among geniuses like Han Lingshan was more than ten times more difficult than Xia Wanchun in the process of conquering the academy. "

Xu Yuanshou said: "So, born in grief and dying in peace! Yushan Academy has become a safe haven for many people. I am coming back this time and plan to move the lower courtyard of Yushan Academy to the edge of the desert in Ningxia, where only the upper courtyard will remain.

In the future, only children who have completed civil and military studies from the lower house can enter the upper house. What do you think? "

"Here you are the mountain leader, naturally you have the final say, it's just the land of Ningxia..."

Xu Yuanshou waved his hand and said: "The lower house is more important to the cultivation of students than the upper house. I am going to teach the lower house myself, and the upper house will be taught by Mr. Xianliang."

Yun Zhao nodded slightly.

At this time, the situation on the ring has changed~www.wuxiahere.com~ After Xia Wanchun knocked down the fiercest girl, the rest of the people were completely out of tactics. Some gritted their teeth and attacked Xia Wanchun desperately. Others hide far away, exhausting Xia Wanchun further, and finally pick up the bargain.

It is a pity that Xia Wanchun avoided the little friends who still had the courage to attack him, but chased those who wanted to escape and attacked. His willful endurance was extremely strong, and after a while, he knocked down those who were ignoring his companions one by one. , The start is merciless.

When the blood-stained girl stood up swayingly, she looked around and found that her companions were either carried down by the master or fell to the ground and moaned. Her eyes finally fell on Xia Wanchun.

He vomited the cork in his mouth, wiped the blood under the nose with his cloth-wrapped arms, stamped his foot heavily on the ring, and pointed at Xia Wanchun with one finger and said, "I want to fight you to the death!"

Xia Wanchun also spit out the cork in her mouth, came to the little girl with difficulty, raised her hand and pushed her on her forehead. Seeing the little girl fell softly to the ground, he spits **** saliva and said: "The last bit of strength I'm going to be tricked!"

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