Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Ge Wu's expression changed greatly. He secretly cursed. At this moment, he was still bent at the knees and had yet to land on the ground. In one breath, he suddenly forcefully turned around in the air.    

    

He twisted his waist and swung his legs, sweeping across the enemy's head!    

    

This was basically a battle of mutual destruction. Takefu Yoshi might be able to hit his chest first, but Ge Wu's right leg would definitely hit her head.    

    

From Ge Wu's point of view, this was the best way to resolve the situation. The other party would definitely retreat, and not only Ge Wu had such thoughts, most of the experts also applauded Ge Wu's kick.    

    

However, to everyone's surprise, Takefu Yoshi didn't retreat from the powerful kick and instead charged forward. As she did so, her body abruptly fell backwards.    

    

Iron Bridge!    

    

Ge Wu's leg missed and he fell to the ground. Takefu Yoshi took advantage of the momentum and moved smoothly. Without any delay, she still sent out a palm attack.    

    

"Hah!"    

    

In this situation, Ge Wu was already a step too slow to block the attack. With a loud shout, he completely gave up defending. Without caring about anything else, he stretched out his arms and forcefully opened the door to Takefu Yoshi's chest with both of his hands.    

    

Bang!    

    

In the end, he was still too slow. He had been struck in the chest, but the strength behind this strike wasn't as great as he had imagined … Ge Wu's hands came in contact with Takefu Yoshi's plump breasts when he was running out of strength.    

    

Although the strength was gone, a woman's chest still couldn't get tough. Even an ordinary person could make her change her shape, not to mention a tough man like Ge Wu.    

    

Her two palms were firmly pressed against Takefu Yoshi's chest. If her fingers were to bend, she would definitely be able to grab hold of it perfectly.    

    

"Eight!"    

    

Takefu Yoshi's expression changed drastically as she snapped at him and retreated explosively.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

In his eyes, fighting is fighting, and men and women are not the same, not to mention that he didn't do it on purpose. The most important thing is that Ge Wu, who was educated since he was young, is very sensitive to the word 'eighth'.    

    

"You are courting death!" Takefu Yoshi's expression turned cold as killing intent flickered in her eyes.    

    

"Cut the crap, if you can't beat me up, then scram!" Ge Wu was extremely angry, "Didn't you slap my chest?"    

    

The scene just now happened quickly, and it happened so fast that it happened almost at the same time. In fact, many people could not see what had happened clearly. However, Takefu Yoshi's' awe-inspiring 'statement had actually angered the masses.    

    

"F * ck off, you son of a b * tch, your whole family a b * tch.    

    

"Ge Wu, kill this Japanese woman and let her know the power of us Chinese."    

    

"Do you really think you're little Lan Lan with this appearance? Get lost!"    

    

This was the way of the martial arts competition. It was unavoidable for both parties to come into contact with each other. The Japanese side was a little too unreasonable. Of course, these judges would naturally take sides with the Chinese side.    

    

"Not good. Third Bro is in danger." Zhang Yang, who had been watching silently, suddenly spoke up.    

    

The moment he finished, before Little Fatty and the rest could react, the situation on the field had changed.    

    

Takefu Yoshi stared coldly at Ge Wu. Suddenly, both of her shoulders trembled. Her figure became faintly discernible in the blink of an eye. Her figure became indistinct and she turned into a shadow, which was hard to catch.    

    

"This …"    

    

The clamoring crowd was dumbfounded and tongue-tied. The military instructors were equally shocked. As for the referee, each and every one of them stared gravely at Takefu Yoshi's faintly discernable figure. They were all terrified!    

    

"This is …" Ninjutsu! There really is the legendary Ninjutsu! "    

    

"Am I seeing things? Why is there only a shadow left of this woman? "    

    

"Impossible!"    

    

"…"    

    

Everyone began to discuss among themselves as they exclaimed in shock.    

    

There was one exception, it was Zhang Yang.    

    

At that very instant, ripples suddenly appeared in the depths of his narrowed eyes. They spread out and revolved like ripples as he tightly stared at the shadow on the stage.    

    

This time, he was able to see everything clearly. His pupils suddenly contracted, and they once again expanded in an instant.    

    

Takefu Yoshi … Underground...    

    

It really was a Secret Arts. Although it couldn't be hidden completely, it was enough to surprise Zhang Yang.    

    

However, he could faintly see that this kind of Ninjutsu could not stay for long and it had a limit to its range. The moment Takefu Yoshifu disappeared, he rushed towards Ge Wu.    

    

Bang!    

    

Ge Wu's expression was extremely serious, and he threw out a punch without hesitation … Only the afterimages were hit.    

    

After the punch was thrown, Takefu Yoshi's shadow disappeared, vanishing into nothingness.    

    

The hall was brightly lit, and the surroundings were bright. Everyone was dumbstruck, and no trace of Takefu Yoshi could be seen.    

    

How could this be?    

    

He really disappeared into thin air!    

    

Ge Wu's forehead dripped a drop of cold sweat. The muscles all over his body tensed up as he suddenly dashed forward by five to six meters. An afterimage swept away the place where he was standing just now.    

    

Obviously, Takefu Yoshi had launched a fierce attack.    

    

However, after the attack failed, the afterimage instantly disappeared without leaving any trace. The moment Ge Wu stabilized his stance, another afterimage quickly flashed by.    

    

Ge Wu wanted to turn and elbow him, but it was too late.    

    

Bang!    

    

This attack, mixed with an oppressive whistling sound, landed heavily on Ge Wu's back. After the attack, Takefu Yoshi appeared, but she did not stop as her palm shot out again.    

    

Puff!    

    

Ge Wu's vision went black. He felt as if his heart was about to shatter and a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. Even so, he gritted his teeth and turned around, trying to grab Takefu Yoshi's wrist.    

    

"Judge, we admit defeat, we admit defeat …"    

    

Seeing this scene, Wang Ke quickly stood up and shouted at the referee, while the other team members also ran into the arena.    

    

However, a sudden change occurred again!    

    

Takefu Yoshi's eyes flashed with killing intent, she took the opportunity to grab onto Ge Wu's shoulder, releasing a Palm Knife.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

The crisp sound of bones could be clearly heard.    

    

Ge Wu groaned and forced himself not to shout. His face was pale and without a trace of blood. His vision went dark and he fell to the ground.    

    

"Ge Wu!"    

    

"Third brother!"    

    

The people from Martial Association quickly rushed over. Zhang Yang, Little Fatty and the others also ran towards the center of the stage.    

    

Ge Wu was lying on the ground and had already fainted. His injuries were worse than expected and his breath was weak, as if he was holding his breath.    

    

Zhang Yang's face was gloomy. He glanced at Takefu Yoshi indifferently and then swept his Spiritual Consciousness towards Ge Wu. He was furious!    

    

To be exact, although Ge Wu's arm was cut off by the Palm Knife, it was not serious at all. What was truly fatal were the two palms at the back of his heart.    

    

Hold your breath!" A Star Power entered Ge Wu's body. It was not a good place to treat, so he decided to stay alive first. At the same time, some medical staff carried Ge Wu on a stretcher and carried him off the stage.    

    

"We're already shouting that we're admitting defeat, why are you still so ruthless?"    

    

Little Fatty's eyes were red as he stared furiously at Takefu Yoshi. Pei Jun and Easy Life also stared furiously.    

    

In dorm 611, he was the closest to Ge Wu, so when he saw her being beaten up like this, he really wanted to go up and tear her to shreds.    

    

Takefu Yoshi didn't even look at him. Her gaze directly fell on the referee as she asked coldly, "Can you announce the result now?"    

    

Ignore!    

    

A group of people were ignored!    

    

"You …"    

    

Little Fatty started to argue, but was stopped by Zhang Yang, who shook his head silently.    

    

To be fair, Takefu Yoshi making a move wasn't considered a violation of the rules. After all, the injured Ge Wu was still thinking of making a move … However, to Zhang Yang, none of this was important. What was important was that … His own brother had almost been beaten to death.    

    

Wang Ke also sighed silently. He also understood this logic. He apologetically nodded at Zhang Yang and the others and led everyone back to their designated area.    

    

"Boss …" Little Fatty's eyes turned red.    

    

"Don't say anything, I know what I'm doing."    

    

Zhang Yang lightly patted Little Fatty's shoulder and then glanced at Pei Jun and Easy Life, "Go back to your seats."    

    

After saying that, he turned around and walked toward the area reserved for Martial Association. At the same time, the referee helplessly announced Takefu Yoshi's victory.    

    

"What does boss want to do?" Pei Jun said in confusion, "I just felt that boss seemed to be angry."    

    

"Third brother, don't worry. The eldest will definitely avenge you." Little Fatty clenched his fists as he watched Zhang Yang's back gradually disappear into the distance.    

    

When Zhang Yang walked over, the Martial Association members were all silent, completely lifeless. Ge Wu's heavy injuries and the strange Ninjutsu made them feel at a loss of what to do.    

    

"Don't worry."    

    

Wang Ke suddenly opened his mouth, "I can't not take revenge for Ge Wu, and we can't let the Japanese flaunt his might in our school. The Ninjutsu is just a few evil spirits, I already have a feeling of anger, I should be able to guard against them."    

    

Even though he said that, Wang Ke didn't have any confidence. He knew that his team members knew that they could be on guard for the first time, but if they were to continuously flash, it would be impossible to guard against.    

    

However, at this point, there was no possibility of retreat, and it was even more impossible for him to admit defeat. He could only brace himself, and even if he were to die from serious injuries, he could not let Japanese look down upon him.    

    

There was nothing that could be done about it. The crowd nodded silently and their expressions became resolute.    

    

"I have a question." Suddenly, a voice was heard.    

    

Looking in the direction of the voice, everyone's expression first changed from happiness to gloominess.    

    

"Zhang Yang? You want to go on stage? "    

    

Wang Ke looked at him in confusion. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The order of the people on stage and the competition cannot be changed. Thanks!"    

    

Before the competition, Zhang Yang fought a whole group and beat Korean up until he cried for his parents. These team members had all seen it with their own eyes and knew that he was very strong, but it was too late now, no matter how strong he was, they couldn't go on stage.    

    

"No, you're wrong." Zhang Yang said lightly, "I'm not preparing to go on stage. I would like to ask, this competition, do you have a break?"    

    

Everyone was surprised, they didn't know what was going on, but Wang Ke quickly nodded, "Yes, I will be going on stage for the fifth match. After the match is over, it will be time for the midfield break."    

    

"During the half-time break, can you negotiate with the referee for the match?"    

    

Hearing that, Wang Ke and his team members were stunned.    

    

"You … You want to challenge it? "    

    

Wang Ke instantly understood Zhang Yang's intention, his face dark and uncertain, "I know you are very strong, but you saw the competition just now, the opponent had a strange Ninjutsu …"    

    

Halfway through his words, Zhang Yang interrupted him, "I have a way to deal with the Ninjutsu, tell me if we can succeed or not."    

    

"You … Can you really deal with the Ninjutsu? "    

    

Wang Ke looked over in shock. The rest of the team members were already shocked.    

    

Seeing Zhang Yang nod confidently, Wang Ke nodded decisively, gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright! They can't be taken advantage of! "