Armor Guardians

Chapter 112 Qingming Chapter Ankang

Chapter 112

It feels so good to beat someone. When she came out of the toilet, Xia Qianmeng felt comfortable all over. The anger she received in the morning is almost gone now. Of course, this is just the beginning of her revenge, not Finish.

The morning class is a culture class, so the afternoon class is a martial arts class. After all, balance is the best.

During class in the afternoon, Xia Qianmeng saw that the two boys whom she taught today had bruised noses and swollen faces. Not surprisingly, she felt better and couldn't hide the smile on her face.

Seeing Xia Qianmeng like this, one of the two boys couldn't be more angry, he's just a waste, dare to laugh at him?
So, the boy directly applied to the gymnastics teacher: "Teacher, can I ask to practice against Xia Qianmeng today?"

Hearing the boy's pleading tone, the gymnastics teacher immediately heard that he wanted revenge, but he didn't stop him, but looked at Xia Qianmeng: "Do you think it's okay?"

"No problem." Xia Qianmeng replied indifferently, she was no longer the same as before, would she still be afraid that this boy would retaliate against her?

"In this case, Xia Qianmeng, you should practice against Cheng Yang first, don't hold back, so that I can point out your deficiencies." The gymnastics teacher didn't know what happened to Xia Qianmeng before, so he thought Xia Qianmeng's physical skills should be on par with Cheng Yang's.

"You don't need to keep your hands? What if you get hurt?" Xia Qianmeng became even happier when she heard that she didn't need to keep her hands, because she didn't have enough beatings this morning, so can she not be happy if she can be beaten again now?

Hearing this question, the gym teacher couldn't help but frowned, because he thought that Xia Qianmeng asked this question because he was afraid of getting hurt. How can a martial arts practitioner be afraid of getting hurt?

Therefore, the gym teacher's favor towards Xia Qianmeng declined rapidly, because he didn't like this kind of students who were afraid of getting hurt, so he answered Xia Qianmeng impatiently: "I will be responsible for the injury, now, you can Practiced."

After finishing speaking, the gym teacher directly pushed away some distance, and the surrounding students also pushed some distance away to give Xia Qianmeng and Cheng Yang room for duel practice.

As for some of the classmates who knew about Xia Qianmeng's past, they were all laughing secretly at Xia Qianmeng's overthinking, thinking that Cheng Yang would be able to beat her now that he was such a good-for-nothing?

However, Xia Qianxue and the three brothers and sisters of the Tan family, who know Xia Qianmeng now, don't think so. They also don't understand what kind of gourd Xia Qianmeng is selling to bully these weak people. They don't know that now Xia Qianmeng just wants to beat people very purely. That's all.

The sparring started quickly, and Cheng Yang directly challenged Xia Qianmeng: "Trash, you go ahead, if you can beat me, I will lose."

"Yeah~"

Saying that, Xia Qianmeng approached Cheng Yang in a violent step, and then gently swung his fist towards Cheng Yang with dark energy.

Although I was a little surprised at Xia Qianmeng's speed, but, looking at Xia Qianmeng's light fist, Cheng Yang's confidence returned, so he wanted to grab Xia Qianmeng's fist first, and then fight back.

However, the imagination was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. The moment he grabbed Xia Qianmeng's fist, he felt... his arm lost consciousness and couldn't move?
Ka Ka Ka ~
The muffled sound of broken bones resounded at the place where Xia Qianmeng and Cheng Yang's fists met, it was very crisp, and everyone didn't know whose bone was broken.

At this time, the gymnastics teacher also knew the seriousness of the matter, and just wanted to stop it, and then Xia Qianmeng's revenge combo began again...

(End of this chapter)

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