Chapter 87 - The Reason To Win (3)

Bang!

The punch of a sure kill smashed down, and the smoke and dust dispersed...

The audience was still completely silent.

Only the female examiner was the first to react, and she hurriedly rushed into the smoke.

After the smoke and dust settled, the audience finally saw what was happening inside.

They saw Zhao Mucha's angry fists actually being blocked by Bahuang Yao...

It turned out that Bahuang Yao had used her elbows to block the ground, and her arms were together, forming a stable triangle that blocked the fatal blow.

But as a price, her left wrist was twisted just like her right wrist...

"...Impossible."

Zhao Mucha's pupils contracted, and his trembling arms continued to increase their strength, but no matter what, he could not suppress Bahuang Yao's arms. "How can you block..."

"Cough."

Bahuang Yao coughed out a mouthful of blood in pain, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Mucha's breathing gradually became rapid. "Why don't you admit defeat? Just to prove that you're not inferior to your brother?!"

"Yes..."

"F*ck!" Zhao Mucha's heart was inexplicably fired up, and the veins on his forehead were popping out. "Just for this bullshit reason? You're going all out with me? Are you crazy?!"

"Of course." A red light flashed in Bahuang Yao's eyes. "Just because of this reason... I survived until now."

"...Then, do you know the reason why I must win?"

Zhao Mucha's eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness and madness. "My father is lying at home waiting to die. The kidney transplant surgery costs at least 300,000 yuan. I need this money to save a life, to save my father's life."

"I'm not Wang Baoqiang, not Chen Yu. I don't have the talent that famous universities pursue, and I don't have the signing fee that they can easily get."

"My only hope is the 200,000 yuan bonus from the top eight."

"Is that funny?" Zhao Mucha pressed his arms hard, his bloody face came close to Bahuang Yao. "I don't want dreams, rankings, or the cheers of the audience. I don't even want to fight for Tsinghua University's admission notice. I only want... to let my father live."

"Prove yourself to others? Bah!"

"Why should I prove myself to others?"

"You lucky people who have never had to worry about food and clothing since you were young and have never experienced a life of poverty, how can you understand how a poor family is struggling to survive?"

"Money, resources, power... You have everything, so you can only care about those trivial things." Zhao Mucha's expression was ferocious. "Thinking of this, I want to bite you pretentious things to death."

"Cough cough..." The gradually increasing strength made it difficult for Bahuang Yao to breathe, and she kept coughing out blood.

"It seems..." Zhao Mucha recovered his emotions and sneered. "The reason you must win is far inferior to mine. Take the chance to admit defeat now. With your bourgeois attitude, find a corner and cry."

"..."

After a long silence, Bahuang Yao's body trembled slightly. "But..."

"Hmm?" Zhao Mucha faintly felt that something was wrong.

"I'm willing to give up my life for my reason..." The red light in Bahuang Yao's eyes intensified.

"This... You... Your strength is increasing?!"

"Hu hu --"

A whirlwind appeared out of thin air, and Bahuang Yao's entire body glowed with a bright red light. Her strength level rose from 1.04 to 1.1.

"Impossible?!" Zhao Mucha was terrified.

At this moment, Bahuang Yao curled up her knees and kicked hard!

Dong!

Zhao Mucha, who had used up all of his strength, was instantly kicked away.

Bahuang Yao stood up like a carp and circulated her strength around the acupoints all over her body.

The first step, Qi Chong gushing acupoint!

Bang!

The second step, Qi Chong for three Li!

Bang!

The third step, Qi Chong Xinyu acupoint!

Boom!

The fourth step, Qi Chong Qimen acupoint!

Boom...

Surrounded by red flames, Bahuang Yao jumped into the air and chased after Zhao Mucha.

"Martial Technique -- Bahuang Family Technique -- Bahuang Fist Tremor!"

As both her hands were fractured, she could only use her head instead of her fist to smash into Zhao Mucha's chest!

Dong!!!

The terrifying strength and the fatal vibration frequency caused Zhao Mucha to fly back a hundred meters.

Kacha...

Kacha! Kacha...

He heard the sound of his sternum shattering.

He heard the sound of his internal organs being damaged.

He heard the screams of the audience.

He heard the sound of the examiner chasing after him.

Vaguely...

He seemed to have heard his father's dying struggle...

"..."

"..."

"...Dad..."

..

"This is... the Bahuang family's talent?" Chen Yu asked in a daze.

"Yes." The No. 7 High School principal nodded with a complicated look in his eyes. "Sacrificing your life to obtain power..."

Chen Yu: "..."

"I was wrong. Your enemy in this College Entrance Exam is not Wang Baoqiang, but the Bahuang Yao who has no intention of walking out of the exam hall alive..."

...

Plop!

Falling from the sky, Bahuang Yao lay on the ground for a long time, unable to breathe.

Half a minute later, the pain all over her body and the dizziness in her head subsided.

She struggled to get up. The first thing she did was look at the VIP seats.

There, her father, who was next to the mayor, was still expressionless. Even his cold gaze had not wavered.

"..."

Bahuang Yao's nose turned sour. She bit the tip of her tongue and allowed the faint smell of blood to spread in her mouth.

Not long after, the female examiner returned from Zhao Mucha's side and walked in front of Bahuang Yao. She was silent for a moment. "Can you still move?"

"Yes..."

Reaching out, she raised Bahuang Yao's broken right hand and scanned the entire venue. "Winner, Bahuang Yao."

In 'Bahuang' and 'Yao' this pair of names, female examiners deliberately separated, accentuated tone out 'Yao' word.

Hearing this, the sensitive string at the bottom of the girl's heart suddenly broke. She buried in the arms of the female examiner, tears rolling down.

Heavy and warm applause also came from the scene.

No one in the audience opened their mouths to shout.

...

The players went off to treat the healers.

The staff went on stage to clean up.

The big screen quickly showed the list of the next match.

[Number 13 Ma Li vs Number 21 Chen Yu]

"It's your turn."

The principal patted Chen Yu's back. "Finish the match quickly and keep your form. That girl should be waiting for you in the finals."

"Okay."

Nodding, Chen Yu walked onto the stage.

On the other side, Ma Li also walked up.

"Hello." Ma Li waved her hand and greeted.

Chen Yu looked at the bloodstains left by the Bahuang Yao around him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Ma Li."

"What?"

"Do you also have a reason to win?"

"Eh?" Ma Li was stunned. Then, she smiled and pulled out a scarf as well. She hugged her hair. "Of course I do. I told you yesterday. Either you go to Tsinghua University..."

"Or you go to Qingming (cleaning the grave) University..."