MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 54 I really overestimated you

  Chapter 54 I really overestimated you

  Fighting is something that the Huaxia nation has passed down since ancient times. Even if it is mixed with foreign rental culture, it still cannot resist people's love for it.

   Among them, young people bear the brunt.

  For Ye He, fighting is his belief, and he loves fighting.

  So he never allowed himself to lose.

  Even if you lose, let yourself fight until your last strength is exhausted.

  At this moment, Ye He was suppressed to death, and Jiang Wei didn't give him a chance to fight back at all.

  He also clearly felt Jiang Wei's change—compared to the last time the two faced off, this time, Jiang Wei has made great progress.

   This made Ye He extremely surprised.

  Being able to improve so much in a short period of time, I have to say that Jiang Wei's talent is really amazing.

   Must have put in a lot of effort in private.

   No wonder, this time, they will come to Yizhong Fighting Club in such an arrogant and high-profile way.

  Trying to reduce the dizziness in his head, Ye Hegao raised his leg and kicked him in the back when Jiang Wei hit his head with all his heart.

  Jiang Wei was in pain for a while, turned over and pressed Ye He's leg.

  But Ye He shrank extremely quickly, and retreated out of Jiang Wei's control range, breathing heavily.

   Exhaled heavily, Ye He shook his head twice, sobering up a lot.

  The veins on his forehead were bulging, and there was a lot of sweat.

   "Tsk~"

   Spit, Jiang Weili looked at Ye He and moved his back.

   I didn't notice it for a while, and got kicked.

  Ye He's strength was not reserved, he was still trembling after kicking.

  Ye He raised his eyes: "Come on, continue!"

   Even if you lose, you must do your best.

  The two soon wrestled and wrestled together again.

  The audience sighed while watching.

   "Fuck, Ye He is too hard-working, isn't he? After being beaten like that, continue? I admire this courage!"

   "It's not the first time you know Ye He's character. He will never admit defeat unless he fights to the last moment..."

   "It really is one of my soul fighters..."

   Once there was an inter-school fighting match, their school was unlucky, and they faced the strongest experimental high school in the first match.

   That time, Yizhong lost badly.

   But defeat is glorious.

  How should I put it, the experimental high school participated in the competitions were all the elites of their fighting clubs, and their rankings in the professional fighting circle were not low. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that no matter which competition they played, they would definitely lose.

  Ye He only said four words to his members: Do your best.

  So that even though those who were beaten couldn't stand up, or even if they stood up, they didn't know their direction, as long as they had a little fighting power, they continued to fight.

  Especially Ye He, in the end he was taken directly to the hospital on a stretcher and stayed there for a month before returning to school to attend classes normally.

   is really trying my best.

   This is also one of the deeds of Ye He becoming a man of the hour.

  People continued to discuss in low voices:

   "Don't say it, I admire Ye He the most..."

   "..."

  Song Zixi folded his hands lazily, looking at the ring with both eyes.

  The lips are slightly faded.

  Ye He's state today is not right.

  Jiang Wei's skills have obviously improved a lot, and now Ye He can't stand it anymore.

  No doubt you will lose.

  He was thinking about it when people suddenly exclaimed.

   Song Zixi took a closer look, Ye He was directly kicked out of the ring.

   fell under the ring.

   After a burst of exclamation, silence followed.

  All the students of the No. 1 middle school present became quiet in unison.

  Liu Qiang stepped forward quickly, put down the things in his hands, and freed his hands to support Ye He.

   "President? Are you okay?!"

  Ye He was lifted up, and when that face came into everyone's sight, the crowd secretly gasped.

  The bruises spread all over his cheeks, and the nose that he wiped was still red with dryness.

   Looks extremely embarrassed.

   Waved his hand weakly, Ye He shook his head: "I lost."

   As long as he doesn't leave the ring and he still stands up, he doesn't count as a loser.

  But now he has been kicked out of the ring, even if he is unwilling, he will lose.

  He respects all the rules in the ring.

  On the stage, Jiang Wei stood up straight and wiped his face.

   Compared with Ye He, he is not much better.

  He didn't get much benefit from Ye He, if he didn't kick him out of the ring, he would probably be exhausted.

  The place on his body where Ye He had hit him was not easy to see, but it was painful.

  Looking at Ye He, Jiang Wei said: "Your perseverance is very good, but unfortunately, your strength is not good."

  Stopped, he swept across the audience, contemptuously, and smiled: "It turns out that you are nothing more than that, it seems that I really overestimated you."

  I thought Ye He was a worthy opponent, but unexpectedly he was so weak.

   With a flamboyant demeanor, the people who watched it had itchy teeth.

  He patted his shoulder and moved his neck, showing the publicity of a young man: "The city's third runner-up, ah, there is still a fight, it's really disappointing."

   "Fuck! What are you talking about! What the **** are you judging us??!"

   "If you win, this person really thinks of himself as a thing. If you speak so tricky, you are not afraid that God will not see it and you will be struck by lightning when you go out?!"

  The crowd was stimulated by Jiang Wei's words.

   Liu Qiang glanced gloomyly, motioned to others, and handed Ye He over.

   "I'll fight you!"

  Squinting his eyes, Jiang Wei glanced over and saw that it was Liu Qiang. He actually laughed twice, and the corners of his mouth widened: "Big guy, don't take it upon yourself, you can't beat me."

   Later someone asked what Gong Jiuyin was, and everyone in No. 1 Middle School would answer in unison: She is faith, No. 1 Middle School’s belief...

  (end of this chapter)