Female President's Ultimate Guard

The contestants all had their own seats, and Shen Dong and Zhong Ling sat at the best angles to watch the match.

Zhong Ling has already taught the mobilization and some skills before the battle to the participating club members, whether they can win or not depends on their own strength.

But to put it bluntly, the winning or losing of these club members is not important, what is important is the final match, the duel between the president and the president, which can truly determine the outcome of the competition.

For example, in Taekwondo, even if they won seven or eight games and had an absolute advantage, they lost to Zhong Ling in the finale.

After the first team entered the arena, a referee who looked like Lian Jiazi walked to the middle of the ring and announced the start of the match.

I have to say that this school really attaches great importance to this competition. Shen Dong can tell that this referee is a martial artist. Although he is only in the early stage of true martial arts, he is still very rare.

In the beginning, the two contestants were playing each other's tricks, but afterward, they tore and wrestled together.

After all, for these beginners, Wang Baquan is the most effective kung fu.

"Zhong Ling, why do you think you're absent-minded?"

For this kind of children's fights, Shen Dong has no interest, mainly to flatter the individual.

But when he left his peripheral vision on Zhong Ling, he found that Zhong Ling was in a trance, always absent-minded, and his eyes were still wandering around, as if he was on guard for something.

Zhong Ling turned her head and smiled wryly: "It's nothing, I have a little diarrhea, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

After speaking, she got up and left the scene.

Shen Dong narrowed his eyes, and with his keen sense of smell, he already smelled something wrong.

After Zhong Ling left the playground, she didn't go straight to the toilet, but came to the back of a teaching building.

"You have been with me for three days, come out, I know you are there!"

Zhong Ling stood behind a flower bed and shouted to a flower bed not far away.

Immediately, a muscular young man in a black sleeveless vest came out from behind the opposite flower bed.

The young man was about 1.8 meters tall. His thick arms were probably as thick as Zhong Ling's. He had a short cut head and a square face. He was full of hostility, and every pore on his body exuded a militant aura.

"Zhong Xiao, are you alone? Is your father not here?"

Zhong Ling stared at the other party closely, with a very ugly expression on his face.

"How long have you been away from home? You can't even call me brother? After all, I'm also your cousin. How can you be so rude and call me by my first name?"

Zhong Xiao strode towards Zhong Ling, sneered, and continued, "Does my father still need to go to arrest you? You think too much of yourself, don't you?"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and blew, and said, "Little sister, do you think I will do it, or you will obediently go back with me? My dad promised that as long as you go back, you will still be the daughter of our Zhong family." Miss. Besides, your brother just left not long ago, and his bones are still cold, so you, as a younger sister, don't go to watch for him? You really have no filial piety. "

"How did my brother die, you know in your own hearts, you people are wolfish and ambitious, don't you just covet the position of Patriarch? I'm leaving now, you go fight for it."

With tears in Zhong Ling's eyes, he glared at Zhong Xiao viciously.

Not being able to keep filial piety for her brother is the pain of her life.

"What do you mean coveting the position of Patriarch? Your father is dead, and my dad is the second child in the family. Shouldn't he be the first heir of the Patriarch? Your brother's death."

Zhong Xiao snorted coldly, and continued: "It's entirely his own fault. He doesn't have the ability, so he insists on fighting for the position of Patriarch. If he can understand current affairs, how could he end up like this?"

"You are despicable, you are shameless."

In the past, Zhong Ling was innocent and innocent, and everyone in the family held her in their hands, and she always thought that she was the apple of the eye of the Zhong family.

But since his father was killed, everyone in the family has changed.

Indifference, hostility, and even wanting to kill her.

"Swear, whatever you want, come back with me when you've scolded enough. Wait a year or two, and find a good marriage for you, and you can be your eldest lady and young mistress with peace of mind. You are also us Daughter of the Zhong family, my father will definitely find you a good marriage."

Zhong Xiao gave a sly smile, and squeezed his fist: "Little sister, don't force me to do it, I don't want to bully the small with the big."

"Dare to bully my sister, court death?"

At this moment, a sound like a dragon's chant and a tiger's roar sounded, and Shen Dong came to Zhong Ling's side in a hurry.

When he saw clearly that the other party was Zhong Xiao, his expression froze for a moment: "Zhong Xiao? You bastard is still alive?"

Zhong Xiao was obviously taken aback when he saw Shen Dong, and then clenched his fists: "Shen Dong? Are you Shen Dong?"

It was a long time ago when Shen Dong went to the Zhong family to practice for a while.

Originally, he was very dissatisfied with his master's arrangement. After all, he had learned some killing skills in the army, and he always thought that killing skills were much easier to use than those flashy kung fu.

But later, he went to Zhong's house according to his master's arrangement. On the first day, he had friction with Zhong Xiao. Neither of them accepted the other, and they had a big fight.

The result was obvious, Shen Dong lost, and the defeat was miserable.

The fist he was proud of hit the opponent, but the opponent didn't move at all. On the contrary, it was the opponent's punch that made him almost unable to stand up.

If Zhong Ling's older brother Zhong Shuo hadn't come to the rescue in time, he would have to lie on the bed for half a month.

It was precisely because of this disastrous defeat that Shen Dong realized his own shortcomings, and at the same time realized the power of the Zhong family's Dayang Wuji Kung Fu, so he was willing to devote himself to practicing in the Zhong family, and thus had a deep relationship with the Zhong Ling brothers and sisters. friendship.

Although Shen Dong couldn't beat Zhong Xiao, he couldn't help his bad-mindedness, so he made laxatives, phantom medicine, Yi Nu powder, etc. for Zhong Xiao, which made the elders in the clan unanimously think that Zhong Xiao had lost his mind and was sent to After the treatment in the hospital, Shen Dong's ears became a little cleaner.

Seeing Zhong Xiao again now made Shen Dong quite upset: "Yo, Master Zhong, you came all the way from Bashu to Qingyang City just to bully my sister, right? It seems that when I practiced The medicine you made hasn’t fed you yet, has it?”

"The medicine you refined?"

Zhong Xiao's body shook.

At the beginning, he felt inexplicably irritable, sometimes he had diarrhea and collapsed, and sometimes he was like a lunatic.

Even doctors couldn't figure out why.

When he heard Shen Dong's words, he suddenly understood something, and roared hysterically at Shen Dong: "You were the one who killed you? You gave me the medicine?"

Shen Dong gasped: "You only know now? My God, how stupid are you?"

"Shen Dong, you have done me a terrible job!"

Back then, because of his various abnormal symptoms, he was almost abandoned by his father.

If it wasn't for the relief of his symptoms later, coupled with his extraordinary talent in martial arts, he might still be staying in the mental hospital now.

Shen Dong did not continue to tease Zhong Xiao, but asked in a deep voice: "Is Zhong Shuo's death related to you father and son? Who killed him?"

Zhong Xiao stared at a pair of bull eyes, gritted his teeth and yelled at Shen Dong: "Why did I tell you? Shen Dong, today there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you just come to vote. If this is the case, then our new enemy Let's settle old grudges together."

Thinking of how he was tortured by Shen Dong at the beginning, Zhong Xiao felt angry in his heart, and with a whoosh, an afterimage flashed across the air, rushing towards Shen Dong with a strong wind.

Shen Dong hurriedly pushed Zhong Ling away, and then greeted him with a punch.

Boom!
The impact sounded like thunder.

Zhong Xiao subconsciously snorted, with a hint of surprise on his face.

He didn't expect that Shen Dong would be able to block his fist today.

One must know that back then, he had knocked Shen Dong down with a single punch.

"It seems that you are still making progress, but today, you will definitely die!"

Zhong Xiao's face became more ferocious.

Among the children of the same generation of the Zhong family, he has the highest talent, and he is also the most promising to reach an unprecedented height in martial arts.

In addition, he was a few years older than Shen Dong, so he was absolutely sure to beat Shen Dong to death to avenge his past.