The reborn bride of the cold-faced third young master

Yang Xu proved by facts that the method of defeating the enemy from east to west is still very effective.

Using herself as a fulcrum, she swung the yellow-haired boy's body, forcing the three people who were standing together to spread out in different directions.

Then, she continued to rotate his body to widen the distance between them.

When he let go of his hand at the end, the yellow-haired boy's body suddenly flung out in the direction of the tall boy.

The inertia of the rotation speeds up the speed, and the force of the throw is astonishing. The tall boy originally wanted to catch the boy with yellow hair, but he did not control the strength well. He was knocked down by the boy with yellow hair, rolled into a pile, and hit him The two stopped on the wall of the training ground, but he was also knocked to pieces and couldn't get up for a while.

While Yang Xu let go of the yellow-haired boy's legs, he pushed his arms back, and using the reaction force, his legs quickly slid towards the purple-red-haired boy on the other side.

A beautiful scissor leg tripped his body, and the moment he fell on his back, he got up, and his elbow fell to his abdomen with all the strength.

"Ah!" The purple-haired boy yelled in pain, his hands and feet curled up, his back arched, and his upper body bounced up.

His state had already been calculated by Yang Xu, and in the next second, a delicate fist made intimate contact with the nose he brought up.

Nosebleeds gushed out of his nostrils smoothly, and he wiped his nose subconsciously. Seeing the large amount of blood flowing out from him, the majestic electrician, tilting his head, fainted gorgeously.

The super elite of the electric system, known as the invincible attack, actually fainted his own blood. Even the instigator Yang Xu didn't expect it.

Yang Xu raised her fist and retracted it. In the duel field, if you can save a little strength, you have to save a little. Maybe the key to the final victory or defeat lies in that little strength.

She chose the boy with purple-red hair purely because he was younger and his figure was much thinner than those two, so her elbow attack could exert the greatest effect.

Unexpectedly, a heavy punch produced an unexpected result, and easily solved another opponent.

The fat boy in orange was far away from here. When he realized something was wrong and came back to help, the boy with purple hair had already passed out.

"How dare you knock my brother out!" The fat boy and the blood-sick boy are brothers. When he saw his brother fainted, he was so angry that he ran over with strides, trying to catch the culprit so that he could save his brother. revenge.

Yang Xu had been prepared for a long time, bounced high, and nimbly turned around the fat boy's younger brother to avoid his pursuit.

In fact, the area of ​​the training ground is not large, but there are three people on the ground as obstacles, Yang Xu can leap over without any scruples when running and jumping, but the fat boy can only go around and chase after him.

Yang Xu ran around in circles, not forgetting to annoy him, "Fatty, you lack exercise, you run too slowly!"

"Don't run away, if you are capable, let's fight fist to fist, for real."

Although the fat boy was more than twice as big as Yang Xu, he still couldn't catch his opponent who was as slippery as a loach in this small space.

"Let's move our bodies first, it's not good for someone like you to have "three highs" at a young age."

Yang Xu only ran a few laps around the training ground, and the pursuers behind stopped panting, arms and legs, bent over and gasping for breath.

"Hey, don't stop, keep chasing! It feels good to have followers."

Hearing that the fat boy had black lines on his face.

Can you be more shameless?

Are you a silly boy?

"Bah! Don't put gold on your face, you gutless trash from Class F, wait until I catch you, I want you to look good."

Yang Xu clapped her fingers triumphantly, "Then keep going!"

The fat boy took a breath and continued to chase.

The onlookers on the star network stared dazedly at the two in the training ground.

"This is SS-level physical fitness, right? How can it be so fast?"

"It's a disadvantage for her to run away from our Daxiong like this! Why is that Yang Xu running away?"

"If you can't fight and run for your life, it's called fleeing."

The students in Class A on Xingwang.com hadn't been proud for long before they were slapped in the face gorgeously again.

After jumping over the body of the boy with purple-red hair on the ground again, Yang Xu accelerated to the limit, stepped on the surrounding walls, walked around behind the fat boy, and kicked him on the back of the heart.

The fat boy Nobita who was just about to fly over his younger brother's body was brought down by the huge force and inertia of his body, and threw himself on his younger brother.

The decline in physical fitness left the fat boy with no time to react, so Yang Xu's legs locked his throat and clasped his neck.

Then a pair of delicate fists kept calling at his nose, eyes and other parts, and after a short while, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, beyond recognition.

Several heavy punches made the fat boy howl and howl in pain.

Simple and rude, ruthless.

In fact, Yang Xu didn't make a fatal move. After all, she was a classmate at school, so she didn't use any fatal moves.

If she used supernatural powers to treat this kind of trauma, it would only take a few minutes to recover.

But now, the fat boy who was hit hard lost his fighting power temporarily.

Yang Xu, who was locking the fat boy's neck and beating him, heard the sound of piercing through the air behind him.

She hurriedly leaned back to dodge, narrowly dodging a flying kick that was kicking her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that tall boy.

When chasing with the fat boy just now, the tall boy was actually fully awake, but he didn't make a move.

In his opinion, the fat boys are more than enough to clean up the garbage in class f.

But as Yang Xu knocked down the fat boy, he realized that they had underestimated their opponent's physical strength and strength. She was even so strong that she was not on the same level as them, and the chance of winning alone was very small.

He is the eldest of the four, and his ability is not the strongest among them, but his brain is the fastest.

In the dueling arena, sneak attacks are not shameful.

This kick is solid, and you can peel off layers of skin without dying.

It's a pity that one kick missed, and then the next kick continued.

Yang Xu took precautions and took his kick with his arms crossed.

The person took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards.

In mid-air, Yang Xu turned over like a swallow, landed on both feet, and stood up firmly.

"You are the only one left. Do you want to continue or surrender?" Yang Xu asked with narrowed eyes.

"Garbage is always garbage, come on, let's have a fair game."

The tall boy opened his posture and wanted to fight Yang Xu one-on-one with his bare hands.

"Okay then, I'll let you be convinced."

For Yang Xu, who had learned ancient martial arts and trained as a mercenary, none of the four people fighting alone was her opponent.

A pair of four is very easy to get injured. After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone four people with eight hands. Yang Xu has suffered a lot from the previous support, and a small mistake will reverse the result.

For example, when he was a mercenary, he was approached by Linna on a ship on the high seas and injected with drugs, which is why he suffered so much on the island later.

If she had been careful at the time, Yang Xu could have avoided her attack completely, which was the result of being too big.

Yang Xu will never commit the same crime again.

It still takes all your strength to catch the rabbit, not to mention that the opponent's strength is not weak, but compared with Yang Xu, who has rich combat experience, he lacks a lot of actual combat experience and less ruthlessness.

When the road meets, the brave wins.

The PK between Yang Xu from Class F and the tall boy from Class A officially started.

In terms of absolute strength, Yang Xu is actually not as good as tall boys, and this is because she has supernatural powers.

Height and weight are much different.

Furthermore, Yang Xu's ability blessing has a time limit. When the effect of the increase fades, she will have no power to fight again.

Therefore, time waits for no one, Yang Xu took the lead, kicking his knees with flying legs, and at the same time turning around and hitting his opponent's temple with a cross elbow.

The tall boy could only retreat with his legs and lower his head to avoid Yang Xu's fierce attack.

Before he could stand still, another roundabout kick hit his head.

The violent attacks came one after another, like an endless sea tide, surging and surging, not giving him a chance to breathe.

He could only dodge left and right, back again and again, until he was beaten into a mess and had no power to fight back.

The non-stop dodging and retreating made him hold back a bad breath.

They have always been the ones who show off their power in front of others. When did the Fourth Young Master of Class A suffer such aggrievedness?
If it wasn't for the school rules that don't allow using abilities to attack, why would he be in such a mess?

A stupefied, tall boy was kicked in the shoulder by Yang Xu, he stepped back a few steps, and did not stop until he leaned against the wall.

The severe pain in his shoulder made the tall boy realize Yang Xu's determination.

Attacking desperately, going straight forward, without the slightest defense, not giving up until the goal is achieved, is completely desperate Saburo's style of play.

Now he suddenly understood why she said they were a bunch of poor bullies.

When they don't have the natural abilities they rely on, they become useless, so weak that they can't even beat a woman.

What she defeated was not only his body, but also his arrogance and arrogance.

Seeing the flying fists coming towards his face.

Knowing that he couldn't hide, the tall boy closed his eyes, waiting to be knocked down by the garbage from class F that he said.

There was a bang, and there was the sound of a heavy fist, but there was no pain as expected.

He opened his eyes and turned to see Yang Xu's fist hitting the wall behind him.

The tall boy looked at Yang Xu who slowly withdrew his fist with suspicious eyes.

"You have given up resistance, and I don't need to kill them all."

Seeing Yang Xu backing away slowly, the tall boy felt mixed feelings, not a good one.

"We lost..." He bowed his head to admit defeat, and slowly sat down protecting his injured shoulder.

Behind Yang Xu is a boy with purple hair who has come to his senses. His lower body is still pressed under his brother, his eyes are full of anger, and he curses loudly: "No, I will not be defeated by this kind of garbage."

Seeing him raise his hand to accumulate energy, the tall boy on the opposite side roared loudly: "Xiaojie don't..."

At the same time, a finger-thick silver lightning hit Yang Xu who was standing between them.

Yang Xu, who was defenseless, only felt her hair tremble, her teeth were numb, her breathing seemed to have stopped, and she was so stiff that she couldn't even move a finger.

Consciousness was also slowly disappearing. Before she fell into a coma, she seemed to see a familiar figure flash past and catch her fallen body.

who is it?The figure is so familiar...