After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

After going around and going around, three students were finally selected to enter the final round, which belonged exclusively to the chaos within the Tokyo school.

Just at this time, Mingming directly raised his hand to abstain, leaving only Wutiao Wu and Xia Youjie staring at each other.

Maybe it's because they have been disliked by each other for a long time and have been refraining from attacking it. It happened that there was such an opportunity for communication, so they took advantage of it to vent their anger on other people's campus.

Rocks and sand fly, ground cracks and landslides.

Of course, it's not that exaggerated, but the ground is indeed cracked.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the onlookers quickly evacuated, leaving only a few teachers to watch in place, in case the two fought too much and no one could stop them, so that the situation of the battle would expand.

However, the premise is that it can be stopped.

"Aren't you going to stop it? For example, let Wujo stop?"

Jia Ruozi casually peeled off the outer packaging of the bitter coffee ice cream, and asked Qingli next to him who had already bitten off a third of the ice cream, thinking how good his teeth were.

The latter chewed the ice cream in his mouth, and the mellow milk flavor melted between his lips and spread to his taste buds, making him squint his eyes in enjoyment.

"Obviously my family is more suitable than me, so don't push the trouble to me." Swallowing the ice cream, Qingli thought for a moment, and said, "Besides, it's not necessary, and I can't beat the two of them, so what if I get hurt? ?”

"I'll treat you."

"No, even if it can be treated, it will still hurt."

Jia Ruozi joked, "You boy, why are you so afraid of pain?"

It's the same with that guy Wutiao, who obviously doesn't care about anything when fighting, and usually starts to cry and howl if he has a little bump on weekdays.

The bad behavior of boys.

Qingli, who didn't know what she was slandering, was inexplicably absent-minded. He thought for a while: "Of course, if you don't get hurt, you won't get hurt. If you insist on saying that, then I'll transform you on the spot?"

Jia Ruozi hurriedly refused: "...No, no need."

Yes, but not necessary.

End the topic, the scene suddenly quiet down.

Standing or sitting on this side are all the students who came to take refuge from the scene of the personal battle, and they are all waiting for the battle on the other side to decide the winner. Jia Ruozi leaned next to the vending machine and bought an ice cream each.

After eating the last mouthful of milk ice cream, Qingli turned the ice cream stick over, and after seeing the words on it, her expression of satisfaction changed suddenly.

"Ah, yes, yes, oh—"

His suddenly dejected voice attracted the attention of Jia Ruozi, and the black-haired boy turned his head with a bitter face, showing the fortune of the lottery on the wooden stick.

"Why is it a big murderer?"

.........

Without any suspense, Gojo Satoru won in the end.

The person involved, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, carried Xia Youjie, who was also bruised and swollen, to find his home. Behind him was the battlefield that had been devastated by the two of them, and the helpless teachers looking at the ruins.

The two fought each other for nearly half an hour from the first competition of spells to the later fight with fists. The onlookers watched the teacher for a while and didn't bother to care about it. As long as the students outside were not affected, it didn't matter. They go to fight.

As soon as he returned to the crowd, Gojo Satoru precisely found Qingli who was dazed in the corner, plunged into the other person's arms and shouted at the top of his voice, constantly talking about how he was broken by Jie, how much Jie was going too far, obviously There is a reversal technique but no treatment, in exchange for a speechless roll of the eyes.

On the other hand, Xia Youjie, who was lying on his back in the chair and couldn't speak a word, opened and closed his mouth in anger when he heard his words, knowing that he was swearing without even thinking about it.

Jiarui Nitzi felt overwhelmed by these two immature ghosts, and resolutely gave up Wujo Wu, who saw that he was selling miserably, and chose to treat Xia Youjie first.

She lifted one of Xia Youjie's arms, and complained, "What two muscular gorillas."

"You should say this to Wu, I am the real victim—ah, pain, pain, please be gentle."

"Having the strength to speak doesn't look like the injury was serious enough."

As he spoke, another force was heard, only a click, and there was a sharp pain in the joints. Xia Youjie, who had eased up a little and wanted to refute the female classmate's words, couldn't help gasping for breath, like a salted fish Unrequitedly, he lay his dead body on the chair and let it be manipulated.

Skillfully put the dislocated joints back in place, and the family saw that it was almost done, and finally started to use the inversion technique for him.

"Five nonsense, you also follow the nonsense, the two of you will be the most injured after the whole battle."

"...Hmph, who made him look so smug every day, I wanted to beat him up a long time ago."

Jia Ruozi expressed the reality indifferently: "But people have someone to cry about, do you have one?"

Xia Youjie: "......"

Xia Youjie stopped talking.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru was standing in the team of Fuji Raiders, and he was still talking to his boyfriend about the atrocities of his friends, and even asked for comfort in public when he got a bargain, unaware that the students around him were getting more and more weird Sight, or rather he didn't care at all.

Qingli thought that after this exchange meeting, the relationship between the two of them should be hidden. Although she didn't mean to conceal it deliberately, she was caught off guard. It can only be said that Gojo Wu is not a restrained character. It must be to the extent that it is known to the world to be satisfied.

Being hugged and rubbed back and forth, Qingli held her forehead with a headache, sighed inwardly, and tried to change the subject: "Wu, if you have time to scold others here, doesn't your wound hurt?"

He still remembered Gojo Satoru's swollen and bruised face, this person really had the heart to turn off No Lower Limit and fight with his classmates.

Hearing the voice coming from the chest cavity, he was extremely wronged, and he groaned and said, "It must hurt, but it won't hurt if Qingli kisses me."

Haruhi: ...?

Before he could struggle to make a choice, Gojo Wu, who hadn't received a response for a long time, consciously gave the best second, and said again: "Okay, okay, it's rare that you care about me so much, then you can pat my head."

This is fine.

Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly stretched out his hand to stroke his hair that was cocked up due to the fight, and urged in a low voice: "Okay? If you're okay, let go quickly, and everyone around will be watching."

It's fine in private, but right now it's a little out of date, which makes their every move very eye-catching.What's more, a walking human figure like Gojo Satoru can attract attention wherever he goes.

Although he doesn't really mind what his peers think, but he can't bear the fact that the teachers are still there, and he will face the risk of being discovered by the elders of other schools at any time, and while his senior sister's patience seems to be on the verge of limit, don't worry about it. They stabbed him like money, warning them that enough is enough.

Gojo Satoru, who had succeeded again, rubbed his opponent's chest twice contentedly, and the ending sound was indescribably joyful.

"Hmm, um! The effect is immediate--Master Wujo, I'm completely healed!"

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was intact. It didn't look like he had a bruised nose and a swollen face after he left the stage. He had healed his injuries at some point.

"I don't need to ask others like Jie, and I can easily solve things with magic power, am I super powerful!" With a complacent expression of not being quick to praise me, he looked over expectantly.

And over there, Jiajin Nitzi and Xia Youjie, who had listened to the words, immediately lost face, and secretly discussed how to isolate him after returning home. The person in the middle of the topic didn't know that he had been squeezed out by his classmates and was still pestering him. Boyfriend doesn't let go.

Is a sentence that offends two people at the same time considered a talent in a sense?

Haruhi: "..."

When it's over, my head hurts even more.

Is this the power of bad luck?

Butterfly, who finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked over aggressively, assuming that he was about to beat the mandarin duck with a stick.

She chuckled: "Your Tokyo High School team is over there, right? Please don't harass our students, please?"

Wujo Wu was dissatisfied and said, "How can I call it harassment when I talk to my boyfriend? No one stipulates that I can't stand here, right?"

—Say it!

The Jingdu school student who secretly raised his ears to pay attention to the situation here was shocked. He had only guessed about the intimate relationship at first, but he didn't expect this person to admit it so generously.

It should be said that it really deserves to be Gojo Satoru!

Even falling in love is so shocking!

Among them, Atsuya Kusakabe was the one who was most affected. He only knew that Saotome and Gojo Satoru had a good relationship, but how could he have expected it to be this good way!

Kusakabe Atsuya shook his head with lingering fear, thankful that he hadn't said anything superfluous, it's just that there won't be too many contacts in the future under special circumstances, and he probably doesn't need to worry.

In this tense atmosphere, Qingli was caught in the middle and only felt her head buzzing, and almost blurted out "Don't quarrel because of me", fortunately, the teacher's work has been handled properly, pay attention Seeing the strange atmosphere on the student's side, he came over for no reason, and was able to get him out of the embarrassing situation at the moment.

Noctua Masamune looked at Gojo Satoru who had conflicts with students from other schools, and then looked at the students of his own school who were muttering what they were talking about. He felt very bad for a while, so he had no choice but to look at Butterfly Channai. Hui apologized.

And Butterfly Kanae also knew what kind of temper her sister had, so she also smiled embarrassedly, indicating that it didn't matter.

"Wu, what are you still doing there, you're back."

Ye Mozheng straightened his face and scolded his students. Wujo Wu heard him calling himself, and looked at Qingli, who was a bit embarrassed, then reluctantly suppressed the displeasure on his face, and swaggered away with his pockets in his pocket Yes, before leaving, he snorted coldly and gave a thumbs up quietly.

Butterfly Ninja: "......"

Butterfly Ninja immediately picked up the rapier at his waist and was about to rush forward to fight the opponent for [-] rounds. Seeing this, Qingli quickly stopped him.

He, a boy of 1.8 meters, almost missed Butterfly Ninja, who was over 1.5 meters tall, and hurriedly lowered his voice to persuade him: "Forget it, Sister Ninja, Wu's psychological age is only six years old, and I need someone to sing a lullaby for me to sleep. , don’t get acquainted with him.”

Butterfly Shinobi lost his temper for a moment: "......"

Butterfly Kanae, who was surprised by the amount of information in the words: "......"

"Where's my baby Yahashi?"

In school, Xie Huamei patted the table angrily, denouncing her friend's unscrupulous behavior in disbelief.

"You have forgotten? You have forgotten what you promised me?"

Qingli shrank her neck: "I'm sorry, Xiaomei, the situation was too chaotic that day, I forgot about it when I was in a hurry to go back to Tokyo."

First, she made her relationship public in full view, then walked with Tokyo school on the way back, and finally returned home to make up for unfinished homework, which made Qingli's brain almost shut down.He was so concerned about eating happily that he forgot to go to the commercial street before going back to buy another one for Xie Huamei. When he remembered, he was already lying on the bed, so he couldn't ask for leave and take the car to buy it.

After all, it was something he promised, and he felt very guilty, drooping his head and thinking about the remedy, and suddenly Qingli's eyes lit up.

"Oh, yes, there is another way, just wait, I'll ask for you first."

He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to someone.

At this time, Atsushi Kusakabe, who had just finished his mission and returned to school in Kyoto, also noticed that his mobile phone rang twice. He secretly wondered who would send him a message. When he opened the mobile phone cover, he felt a thump in his heart.

Haruri: Kusakabe-kun, can you do me a favor?

Kusakabe Atsuya was silent for a few seconds, and typed slowly to reply.

Atsuya: ...You say, as long as I can help.

Haruri: Just a small favor. If it's convenient, can you buy a raw Yahashi from Kyoto and send it to me?I'll send you the money, thank you very much!

Haruri: If I didn't give birth to Yahashi, I would be hunted down by my friends!You will grant my request, right?

After speaking, he sent a pitiful facial expression.

"........."

Kusakabe Atsuya stared at the crying face, thinking that if he refused, his conscience would be condemned.