"What's wrong, Xinyu!" Gan Zhipeng asked.

Ba Xinyu said in a deep voice: "Now a group of people are fighting against you on the campus network, and even this competition has been promoted to the level of national honor. If you lose this time, I am afraid that I will not look up well in Mizuki University in the future. Be a man.

"Let me see!"

Song Ye took the phone, and after reading this post and most of the followers, his face became a bit gloomy.

Those posts seem to be pursuing Longbo and Gan Zhipeng, but they are indeed killing them, and more and more replies are appearing, clamoring for Long Bo and Gan Zhipeng to defeat Miyamoto and win glory for the country.

Returning the mobile phone to Ba Xinyu, Song Yong began to think about countermeasures. If it was just a simple competition, Long Bo and Gan Zhipeng lost, but now, with the help of interested people, this competition has been promoted to National level, but he does not tolerate him not paying attention.

Suddenly, Song Xun's heart moved, and a plan helped Fu Sang's heart.

Time passed slowly and finally came to 4:30 in the afternoon.

Gymnasium No. 3 became particularly lively, with at least 500 students coming here, waiting to see the contest.

With the help of the people, the competition has risen to a very high level.

Therefore, most students have high expectations of Gan Zhipeng and Long Bo.

At 4.40, Miyamoto arrived at the No. 3 gymnasium under the support of a group of foreign students, including Hiroshima Miyamoto.

"Sister, this time is a great opportunity to promote my karate in Fuso Country. Mizuki University, one of the key universities in Yanhuang, you only have to defeat Gan Zhipeng and Long Bo, you will defeat the entire Mizuki University, so this time you must perform well Let this group of Yanhuang people see how powerful our Fuso people are! "Miyamoto Hao whispered to Miyamoto Rei in Fuso language, his face was full of excitement and fanaticism.

Miyamoto said with a sneer: "Brother, please rest assured. I have watched a video of the two of them. The two were at best mid-day after tomorrow, two behind us. Even if they go together, I can easily defeat them! "

Miyamoto nodded, solemnly saying: "The glory of the mulberry, the glory of the Miyamoto family, please take care of you!"

It was about five o'clock, but Long Bo and Gan Zhipeng still didn't show up.

Then a discordant voice appeared in the auditorium.

"Grass, why are n’t Gan Zhipeng and Long Bo coming yet?

"It's possible, I heard, this Miyamoto is the first master of Miyamoto's family, much stronger than Miyamoto Hao!"

"Damn, if these two guys really don't come, then we will lose all our faces!"

…………

The students in the auditorium, driven by caring people, became more and more emotional, and many people yelled.

Hearing the scolding of these students, a smug smile appeared on Miyamoto's face.

the other side.

Gan Zhipeng and Long Bo are heading for the No. 3 stadium.

Just passing a remote section, two masked men suddenly jumped out of the flowers. Without saying a word, they attacked the two.

Gan Zhipeng was shocked, but Long Bo seemed extraordinarily calm.

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, Long Bo moved and quickly kicked his feet.

Then, the masked men who were close to them flew out, fell into the flowers, and fainted.

"Ama, what the **** is going on, why are these two masked men attacking us?" Gan Zhipeng said to Long Bo.

"Surely someone does not want us to appear in the gym, so we will have a reputation of fleeing without a fight!" Long Bo said lightly, but his voice was Song Ye, yes, the way Song Ye thought of it was to steal the bar , Dress up as Long Bo with makeup.

"Uncle Cao! This Miyamoto is really insidious!" Gan Zhipeng could not help cursing.

"Well, let's go to the gym!"

At 4.57, "Long Bo" and Gan Zhipeng walked into the No. 3 stadium.

Seeing the two men who came to the gym successfully, Miyamoto's complexion was a bit gloomy. What happened, he sent the two to intercept both of them were masters of the Miyamoto family, both reached the day after tomorrow's great consummation. To the No. 3 stadium.

The students, who were cursing, closed their mouths when they saw Long Bo and Gan Zhipeng coming.

In the auditorium.

Wu Jiaqi's four daughters didn't come. After taking the pill that Song Yan gave them, all four of them almost collapsed, and now they are lying in the dormitory to recover their vitality.

"Gansang and Longsang, I thought you wouldn't come." Miyamoto stepped forward with a smile, obviously with temptation.

"Yeah, I encountered some trouble on the road, and met two crazy dogs." Song Yan said with a smile, but his voice has become Long Bo's voice.

"Oh, what does Long Sang mean?" Miyamoto Hao could not help but worry a little more.

"It's nothing, just talk casually!" Song Yan said lightly.

With a cold face, Miyamoto no longer cares about it, and asks, "Long Sang, Gan Sang, who will come first?"

"Long Sang, Gan Sang, I suggest you go together!" Miyamoto stared at the two, a flash of chill and disdain flashed in her eyes.

Gan Zhipeng exaggerated: "Wow, Miss Miyamoto, you are really open. You have to let me and Lao Long go together. Although you are beautiful, we all have people we like, so we can only refuse!"

"Baga, you are looking for death!" Miyamoto Li stared coldly at Gan Zhipeng, her voice full of anger.

Just then, Song Yan took a step forward and looked at Miyamoto Rei: "Miss Miyamoto, let me go first, but since you are a lady, I intend to let you do three tricks!"

A moment's glance appeared on Miyamoto's face, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Long Sang, you will pay for your arrogance!"

"Oh, anyway, we are all in the kingdom of heaven, and the kingdom of heaven should have the character of the people in the kingdom of heaven, Miss Miyamoto, please shoot first!" Song Tonglang said, his voice is not loud, but weird Yes, it was passed to everyone in the room, and suddenly burst into applause.

"Since Long Sang is so confident, I'm welcome!"

As soon as the words came down, Miyamoto stepped on a flexible step, and in the blink of an eye, appeared on the right side of Song Yong, a hand-knife cutting to his neck like lightning.

However, as soon as Song Yi retreated, he avoided this hand-knife, which surprised Miyamoto. Although he did not use his full strength, he was not a warrior in the middle of the day after tomorrow.

"Ms. Miyamoto has already done one trick, and you have two more tricks to seize the opportunity." Song Yan's voice sounded in time.

"Humph!"

With a cold snoring, Miyamoto re-attacked the attack again. This move was more severe and swift, poking at his eyes with a finger and punching at his lower abdomen.

What annoyed Miyamoto, however, was still avoided by Song Yan.

"Ms. Miyamoto, there is only one move left, remember to cherish the opportunity." Song Yan drama abused, but Miyamoto Li was extremely angry.

Suddenly, she took a deep breath, stared at Song Yan coldly, and then spit out a few words in her mouth—the karate-style lore.

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