Su Chan patted Li Yundong on the shoulder and encouraged him: "it's okay. Didn't you kick the guy just now?"

Li Yundong lamented, "that's not a fight! Zhao Yujian is a municipal champion. I haven't practiced for a day. Don't you think I can beat him?"

Su Chan was stunned and thought: that's right. Although Li Yundong has the divine power of golden elixir to protect his body, he can't be beaten alone.

But her eyes soon turned and she came up with a wonderful way: "I tell you one move will win."

Li Yundong also curiously leaned over his head: "what?"

Su Chan said, "when he blows, you hit him. When he kicks, you hit him."

Li Yundong couldn't laugh or cry. What's a good fucking way? Fucking win?

Zhao Yujian stood on the middle court five meters away, holding a black belt in both hands and sneered, "are you finished? I don't apologize if I don't beat you convincing today. My name is Zhao!"

Li Yundong is a smooth donkey. He is stubborn and eats soft rather than hard. If Zhao Yujian theorizes with him, he will apologize on behalf of Su Chan, but this guy wants to teach himself a lesson with his fists and feet, so there's nothing to say.

You Zhao Yujian are great. I don't eat dry food!

Losers don't lose! Spell it!

Li Yundong's eyebrows were raised and his heart was crossed. He strode over.

When the two men came to the venue, the students around them gathered around the white line, still sitting or standing. Even Zhou Qin and Ding Nan, who have always been detached from the world in the school, stood up and looked at the field with bright eyes.

"Who do you think will win?" Ding Nan couldn't help asking Zhou Qin next to him.

Zhou Qin asked, "what do you think?"

Ding Nan thought for a moment and said, "although I think Zhao Yujian is very hypocritical and annoying, I'm still optimistic about him. After all, his municipal champion didn't come in vain."

Zhou Qin smiled faintly: "dare you bet?"

Ding Nan giggled, "what bet?"

Zhou Qin looked at the court and said casually, "don't you want my handbag very much?"

Ding Nan's eyes brightened: "lv09 autumn limited edition handbag? OK, bet! I bet Zhao Yujian wins!"

Zhou Qin smiled and said, "I bet Li Yundong will win."

Ding Nan looked at Zhou Qin puzzled: "why do you think this guy can win?"

Zhou Qin said casually, "intuition."

Ding nanha smiled: "I don't believe your intuition is so accurate every time."

Zhou Qin just smiled and looked into the field.

At this time, Zhao Yujian had begun to move his joints on the sidelines. He did not underestimate the enemy at all. On the contrary, he looked at the opponent in front of him very carefully.

His cautious appearance made the students around him feel a little unbearable, and his eyes to Li Yundong became sympathetic.

This guy is bound to be badly repaired.

Only Su Chan, heartless, made a horn with her hands around her mouth and shouted, "Li Yundong, come on! You must win!"