The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

The competition on the last day started. Everyone rushed to the arena early in the morning. Everyone was very excited and discussed who would be the final champion. Anyway, most of them thought that Yang Yunfan and You Nanyan were too strong. None of them are their opponents.

Yang Yunfan and the others also returned to their stage, the group of judges on the ring, the chairman of the Rong Province Martial Arts Association said a few words, and the seventh round of the competition began.

In the first round of the seventh round, Yang Yunfan played against Zhao Qingcheng. Everyone was very interested in the match between the two, and the most important thing was to be curious about the champion between them.

You must know that Zhao Qingcheng was the first to stand up when Yang Yunfan and the other three were disqualified from the competition. If there is no special relationship, who would believe it!
After all, for Zhao Qingcheng, this matter is completely beneficial. After all, without Yang Yunfan and You Nanyan, she has a chance to enter the top three, but she took the initiative to help Yang Yunfan and the others, is it just because sense of justice?

Don't be ridiculous, now who is not profitless and can't get up early, because of the so-called sense of justice, if they give up the chance to enter the top three, they are either fools or scumbags.

It's a pity that they were all wrong. Ms. Zhao was indeed just because she had an excess sense of justice. Of course, it was also because although the three of them were funny and liked to talk nonsense, they were all genuine and not annoying.

"In order to express my gratitude to me, are you going to admit defeat?" The two rushed to the ring, and before Yang Yunfan could speak, Zhao Qingcheng sneered and said mockingly.

"Goddess Zhao is really clever, I really think so." Yang Yunfan was a little startled, but he didn't expect that she would take the initiative to attack. He exhaled slowly, shook his head and said, "If you really admit defeat and can express my gratitude, I will You can choose to admit defeat, but you are afraid that not only will you not make Goddess Zhao happy, but it will also make you feel that I don't respect you, so what if you hate me?"

"There is a good saying, you can love someone as much as you hate someone. If you fall in love with me, how many men will be heartbroken, and it will make it difficult for me to make a choice. One side is friendship It's love!"

"Get out." Zhao Qingcheng was furious, as expected, the dog couldn't spit out ivory, and this guy was taking advantage of him again.

As soon as the words rolled out, Zhao Qingcheng's body was like white smoke, and he rushed towards Yang Yunfan, mercilessly, and went all out.

"Hey, Goddess Zhao, I'm serious, do you need me to admit defeat? If so, then I will admit defeat." Yang Yunfan raised his hand to block her attack, and said quickly without stopping his mouth.

"Then you admit defeat!" Zhao Qingcheng sneered, not believing his words at all.

"Are you sure?" Yang Yunfan dodged Zhao Qingcheng's palms again and asked back.

"I'm sure and sure." Zhao Qingcheng moved very quickly, no matter whether he could hurt Yang Yunfan or not, he would feel comfortable after the fight.

"Then don't regret it." Yang Yunfan said.

"What are you a big man doing all the time, if you want to admit defeat, just be happy, don't waste your saliva." Zhao Qingcheng sneered, and didn't think he would really admit defeat at all.

"Okay, then I admit defeat." Yang Yunfan was stimulated, hey, look at my violent temper, and said directly.

"I don't agree." Only after Yang Yunfan's words fell, Zhao Qingcheng was startled, did not expect that he would actually admit defeat, and soon became even more angry and glared at each other.

The audience, judges, and contestants all had black lines on their faces, and there was a saying in their hearts that MMP didn't know whether to say it properly, you all thought this was just playing tricks!It's so casual to admit defeat, Zhao Qingcheng still doesn't agree, not to mention that he doesn't need you to agree to admit defeat!
The referee stood under the stage, not knowing whether he should go up or not. After all, the two of them seemed to be messing around. If he took it seriously, he would be laughed at.

"I just said, you will definitely not agree, you will feel that I don't respect you." Yang Yunfan said, pretending to be helpless.

Zhao Qingcheng's teeth were itchy, he had never seen such a bastard, and now he didn't know how to answer, if he really let him admit defeat, as Yang Yunfan said, he would not be happy, but would feel that Not respected anymore.

But he was not allowed to admit defeat, and he felt very upset after listening to his very cheap words.

Therefore, Zhao Qingcheng didn't bother to talk to him, and decided in his heart that no matter what he said, he would just ignore it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingcheng's attack became more and more fierce, and his whole body increased his speed to the extreme. He only saw the white shadow flashing on the ring, and he couldn't see her body at all, as if he was teleporting.

And with the passage of time, the speed seemed to be getting faster and faster, Yang Yunfan felt a little overwhelmed, and was speechless in his heart. How could this woman get into a state after slapping, and she didn't know what she realized, the speed was so terrifying.

The old women in the audience were also dumbfounded, they never expected that because of this kid's stimulation, the young sect master could comprehend the essence of Feiyan sect's kung fu, that is extreme speed.

Despite the increasing pressure, Yang Yunfan still didn't use his strength to fight her head-on, but was helping her comprehend, cooperating with her attack, and passively defending.

After half an hour or so, Zhao Qingcheng finally recovered from the comprehension. Looking at Yang Yunfan, who was a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but feel grateful. Without the cooperation of this guy, it would really not be so easy for him to comprehend.

Looking at the recovered Zhao Qingcheng, Yang Yunfan finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, being pressed and beaten, it feels really bad that he can't use his strength. It can only be said that the game experience is too bad.

"Is it time for me to attack now?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Yunfan gritted his teeth and asked.

"You attack!" Zhao Qingcheng sneered. At this time, he was full of confidence, and felt that relying on his own speed, he should be able to fight Yang Yunfan. Even if he still couldn't win, it could still cause him some trouble.

"Okay, get ready, I'm going to make a move." Yang Yunfan chuckled, a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

"Let the horse come here." Zhao Qingcheng raised his head with a proud expression.

But soon, Zhao Qingcheng realized that something was wrong, looking at Yang Yunfan who was rushing, and was about to dodge, but suddenly felt the pressure around him suddenly increased, and without precaution, he slowed down a beat, and was rushed by Yang Yunfan in an instant in front of you.

Facing Yang Yunfan's attack, he had to stretch out his hand to resist, it seemed a bit late to dodge at this time, and he was very angry in his heart, this guy was too insidious.

Knowing that Zhao Qingcheng's speed is fast, Yang Yunfan's moves are also extremely fast, one move after another, there is no room for her to display her speed at all, she can only block her own attacks non-stop, it is Yang Yunfan who is clingy and has no temper Purpose.

Zhao Qingcheng also noticed Yang Yunfan's thoughts, and felt even more angry in his heart, but he had no choice but to be led away by Yang Yunfan.