Linghuang Middle School was indeed infuriated at this moment, but the duel still did not stop.

After all, from beginning to end, Ji Zhao only punched, and Ali didn't even move. Even though everyone already understood Lu Li's strength, there was still a victory or defeat in duel. This is the tradition of Linghuang Middle School.

A few meters away, Ji Zhao's fist was tightly clenched, and every knuckle turned slightly white because he tried too hard.

At the same time, Ji Zhao's face was also white. The punch he just now seemed to have used all his strength. At this time, his face was pale, his eyes were frightened, and drops of sweat as big as beans flowed out from time to time on his forehead!

As for Ali, she almost gave up now. She never thought that she had been avoiding being watched and trying to tell everyone that she was a weak girl.

But how did things suddenly develop to this level???

Also, are these people in this middle school fools? They have nothing in their minds except everyone and snatch territory every day? Why can these people figure out the plot about fighting in the eyes of this group of people?

To be honest, Ali felt that if this bloody complex appeared in a novel, she would definitely beat him to death when she saw the author of the book.

But no matter how depressed he was, so many people watched him, Ali still wanted to work harder and finally get something.

So she quickly put her hands on both sides of the wheelchair in a gesture of showing weakness, exposing her posture at all.

This is called "the big leak of the empty door" in the fight, which is a taboo for experts when fighting. If they are caught by the other party, they will often be caught and crushed to death in one wave.

So, Ali just sat there, looking at Ji Zhao, she felt very anxious and thought to herself: "Come on, come and punch me again, I have no defensive posture at all, what are you waiting for? As long as I punch me again, I will definitely pretend to be down!"

However, Ali's unprepared posture was almost like a terrifying person in Ji Zhao's eyes.

finally

"Jizhao!" At the front of the crowd, [Seenzawa] suddenly said: "This is a duel, so no matter how powerful the other party is, you can't retreat. Ling Huang is not yet at the time to give in!"

An uproar

Even Ji Zhao was stunned because the one who said such words was [Serizawa]!

A third-grade student who almost stood in this school said such words, which means that this new transfer student has been recognized by [Seizawa].

"Yes, don't embarrass us Ling Huang. Even if you are beaten to death in the duel, it will be more glorious than standing there in a daze."

The man named [Genji], who stood beside Serizawa, also said.

The two simple words of these two people finally gave Ji Zhao some courage.

Yes, no matter how strong a person's ability is, so what? Although Ling Huang is the place where he speaks with strength, fighting is not only the whole of his strength, but also requires people's hearts, understanding the general trend, and having opportunities. Otherwise, no matter how strong he is, he is just the strongest thug.

"Yes, I haven't lost yet. Even if my fist loses, my heart is still eager for victory!!!"

Ji Zhao's pale face seemed to be rebirth, and he squeezed out the last bit of flush. He roared suddenly

"Ahhhhhhhhh, newcomer, don't look down on people too much!!!"

He roared, and once again surged all his strength and launched a life-threatening counterattack.

However, while sprinting, Ji Zhao suddenly lifted up a pile of sand and dust on the ground and spread it towards A Li. A Li subconsciously covered it with his hands. This action allowed Ji Zhao to take the lead.

The next second, Ji Zhao's fist hit A Li like a storm. At this moment, he didn't care whether the other party was a woman or a person sitting in a wheelchair and having difficulty moving lower limbs. Ji Zhao was like a madman who was determined to win, using the power that his body could hardly bear, attacking and attacking, as if he wanted to kill the other party.

In this way, the storm-like attack lasted for no reason. Under such an attack, no one seemed to be able to withstand it, as if the new transfer student would be beaten to death.

The most terrifying thing is that the transfer student seemed to be really confused, and she didn't even have time to fight back.

"Don't beat Ji Zhao!"

"Are you crazy when you stop?"

Among the crowd, there were a few people who had a good relationship with Ji Zhao who couldn't stand it anymore, and they couldn't help but shout.

But Ji Zhao could no longer control herself. She was like a hungry wolf with red eyes, falling into an abyss that could not be extricated.

"No, this guy seems to be crazy, we have to take action!" Ji Zhao shouted when she saw that the center of the field could no longer control herself.

"What a shame!" [Genji] muttered, and then prepared to rush over to end the duel.

But at this moment

Ji Zhao seemed to have no support for the subsequent power because she used too much force, so after the last punch, his crazy attack finally stopped.

Ji Zhao's body began to sway, and he seemed to be losing strength and couldn't even stand steadily.

"Amount"

He just hummed twice, and then collapsed downwards.

But suddenly Ji Zhao's collapsed and stopped.

He didn't fall to the ground after all, because his body was held by a pair of hands.

The hands were very thin and fair, and there was no sign of strength, but just as it stopped Ji Zhao's weak body, the tall body was steadily caught.

Ji Zhao was stunned for a moment, he raised his head and looked at the calm, cute face in front of him.

That woman, the new transfer student, showed no sign of injury under her crazy fist, and she was holding her body at this time so as not to fall down.

"Is it okay?" A Li asked subconsciously.

This scene is very inconsistent and strange. It is strange that everyone in Linghuang Middle School saw this scene, but a strange sense that she had never had before in her heart.

The result of a duel is often the fall of one side and the other side laughs at it.

But at this moment, the first-year transfer student was holding Ji Zhao who was about to fall.

What's even more inconsistent is that the transfer student never punched a single punch from beginning to end, and was always bombarding him desperately.

The sunset is gradually setting, and a brilliant golden light that makes people squint their eyes in the gap at the edge of the teaching building was sprinkled. Under the reflection of the light, two shadows with great contrast, one large and one small, were drawn with a dazzling outline by the sun.

Ji Zhao looked at Ali for some reason, but his heart began to twitch, and his nose felt a little uncomfortable.

His legs became a little weak, so Ji Zhao simply knelt on the ground and allowed the weakest side of his body to show the girl in front of him.

Ji Zhao wriggled the lightestly, and he said something, his voice was very light, but it was like thunder in silence.

"I lost"

He lowered his head and murmured. For the first time in so many years, he knew that without fists, he could convince people of losing.
Chapter completed!