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Chapter 53 Excuse me, am I late?

"Lee Daoyu is too strong. He has won 7 games in a row. He is still one game away from breaking the winning streak."

"Why did Fenghua High School suddenly become so powerful? Aren't they all stepped on by us before?"

"It's just that last year they couldn't beat us at all. Why did it suddenly change?"

"If the fight continues like this, I guess even if classmate Cheng Qianmo comes, he won't be able to save our No. 1 Middle School!"

"Stop talking, I haven't seen his figure until now. Will he not come?"

"If he doesn't even come, I'm afraid today will be a day of shame for our No. 1 Middle School."

The students of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School felt mixed emotions in their hearts as they watched their seniors being taken down by Li Daoyu one by one.

The confidence I had in the past has gradually been eroded.

When Zhang Lei saw this scene, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Failure is not terrible, but if you lose your confidence and fighting spirit, it will be a disaster.

He glanced in the direction of the entrance over and over again, but unfortunately he still didn't see that familiar figure.

"One more one will break our winning streak in Jiangcheng City. I'm going to go down and rest."

"It's a bit boring to be a fisherman."

Li Daoyu stood in the center of the main stage and made arrogant taunts.

However, he is now gaining momentum and no one dares to contradict him.

They have won 7 games in a row and are only one game away from breaking the record.

What do the students from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School use to refute?

The venue became silent at this moment.

Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School's home court advantage had already been completely wiped out by Li Daoyu.

The eighth battle still has no suspense.

The student from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School who just appeared did not last for 5 minutes and was defeated.

Zhang Lei announced Li Daoyu's victory with almost gritted teeth and congratulated him on successfully breaking Jiangcheng City's winning streak for many years.

There were no cheers or applause.

The scene was as silent as death.

The corners of Li Daoyu's mouth raised slightly, with a proud look on his face.

He enjoyed the silence of the loser very much.

The less anyone dares to speak, the stronger his image is in everyone's mind.

The inner demons he left behind for these students here will become stronger.

Not only did he want to win today, he also wanted to completely destroy the pride of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

The strongest school in Jiangcheng City in the future can only be Fenghua High School!

"Okay, the mission is over, I'm going to take a rest."

"Come on, try to win a few victories!"

"It would be embarrassing if my head was shaved."

Li Daoyu left the main stage while mocking.

At this moment, the reporters in the media gallery are frantically recording.

Li Daoyu's performance today completely exceeded their expectations.

His arrogant speech just now is the best news material, and the media people will naturally not let this hot spot go.

It is conceivable that tomorrow's front page headlines will definitely use the most eye-catching fonts to mark the tragic defeat of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

At the same time, Li Daoyu, as the most popular student, will also reach the top of Jiangcheng City.

"Lao Lu, it's okay if you give in now."

"I can leave you some more thin noodles."

Wang Tianfeng's current mood is simply extremely joyful.

Nothing made him happier than crushing the school of his enemy Lu Yanmin.

Li Tian frowned slightly, feeling that Wang Tianfeng had gone too far.

Today was supposed to be a crushing match for Fenghua High School, and we had to be merciful and merciful, so why should we be so rigid?

"Just say a few words less. There are so many people here, why bother making everyone so embarrassed?"

After hearing what Li Tian said, Wang Tianfeng suddenly became unhappy.

"What is embarrassment?"

"Isn't the current situation created by me, Fenghua High School, with my own hands?"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you will be beaten. Do you still want to save face?"

"joke!"

Seeing that Lu Yanmin ignored him, Wang Tianfeng had no choice but to use Li Tian as a punching bag.

Li Tian was about to have a seizure when he was suddenly stopped by Lu Yanmin beside him.

"There's no rush, let's just enjoy the wonderful performance of Fenghua High School."

"Today's opportunity is indeed rare, don't miss it."

Lu Yanmin's words surprised everyone.

Is this because Education Committee Lu has given up on himself?

Why is there no fighting spirit at all?

Is Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School going to sink like this from now on?

Such thoughts have appeared in the minds of countless people.

Wang Tianfeng even smiled proudly, feeling that Lu Yanmin finally gave in.

"There's nothing wrong with what you said. I didn't expect you, Lao Lu, to give in one day."

"Wait a minute, I will ask the students to be merciful, hahaha!"

For a moment, Wang Tianfeng finally felt a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged.

However, Lu Yanmin was still drinking tea calmly at this moment, without any mood swings.

Did he show weakness just now?

of course not!

Time passed minute by minute.

In the next duel, the two schools were almost tied.

Of course, the one with the advantage still belongs to Fenghua High School.

The current situation of the game can be described as horrific.

At this moment, there are 11 people left in Fenghua High School, and only the last two people are left in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

This is a complete defeat of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, and it is simply a shame and a great humiliation.

Even if the most powerful Li Daoyu is defeated, they are still at an absolute disadvantage in the battle between the Rocket Class students from the two schools.

Such a result made Zhang Lei's expression extremely ugly.

"Did you see a ghost today?"

"It doesn't matter if Li Daoyu can't beat him. How can we beat ordinary students? We are still at a disadvantage?"

Now even Zhang Lei is trapped in self-doubt.

At this moment, Xue Qin in the audience seemed to have turned into a wooden man.

Her mind was completely numb.

"Is this still the student I am proud of?"

"Did I teach too poorly?"

"Or is the enemy too strong?"

As a teacher, Xue Qin had mental problems, not to mention the students in the waiting area.

They are all dejected now, like eggplants beaten by frost.

Without playing in person, you can't appreciate the difference between the two schools.

These losers know very well how incompetent they are.

Their confidence was gradually destroyed.

The second-to-last student who is about to take the stage now has his legs starting to shake.

As a student in the rocket class, it was extremely embarrassing to be trembling with fear from the enemy.

The students from No. 1 Middle School in the audience no longer had the dignity to watch any longer, and many people began to leave the venue early at this moment.

Moreover, this phenomenon is becoming more and more serious.

Sure enough, the No. 1 player just now, who had completely lost his fighting spirit, was defeated in less than 3 minutes.

At this moment, Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is in a desperate situation!

They are down to the last one!

However, this person has not yet appeared at the venue!

When Wang Tianfeng saw this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

His goal today was completely achieved.

"If I were Cheng Qianmo, even if I came to school now, I would never enter the venue."

"If he appears on such an occasion, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will become the most embarrassing person."

"You jump in even though you know there is no hope of a comeback. Isn't that a fool?"

In fact, in the eyes of most people, there is nothing wrong with what Wang Tianfeng just said.

Now even the students of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School don’t believe that they can make a comeback.

So more and more people are preparing to leave early.

People's hearts are scattered, which is a true portrayal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School now.

However, just as the students stood up one after another and prepared to leave.

In the passage of the venue, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

Many students actually felt like crying with joy after seeing the face of the visitor clearly.

A moment later, a handsome boy wearing the uniform of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School slowly walked into the main venue.

"Excuse me, am I not late?"


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