Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School

She took a few steps forward, bent down to pick up the hairband, put it on her hand, pulled it and flicked it, then looked at Zongzheng Yueren who was kicked back by her: "It seems that you didn't give your full strength before? You still have five minutes, why don't you let me see the difference between people like you and me."

Zongzheng Yueren's face was as dark as water, and he quickly attacked Wei San.

He kicked away, and Wei San responded with a punch. Both their body skills and speed were improved again.

The faces of the members of the other two military academies who were watching were becoming more and more ugly. The medium-sized mechas were so strong individually, and the other main members didn't know how to stretch their hips. The top three were nothing more than the Imperial Military Academy, the Damocles Military Academy, and Pingtong Academy, then where's South Percy Military Academy and Samuel Military Academy.

The two of them were fighting in close quarters. Zongzheng Yueren did have more moves. He had been trained professionally and systematically for many years. Even Ji Chuyu might not be able to defeat him in a mecha confrontation.

In just a minute or two, Wei San could learn all the moves she had made and applied them on Zongzheng Yueren.

"These few minutes are much more interesting than the previous one-hour confrontation." Lu Zhengxin raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people in the field.

Wei San's learning ability was too strong, which disturbed Zongzheng Yueren's mood, causing his moves to become chaotic.

Seizing this moment, Wei San grabbed Zongzheng Yueren's arm, pushed him sideways with her shoulder, and threw Zongzheng Yueren to the ground with force.

Of course, there was one thing she didn't forget. When Zongzheng Yueren was moved away from her and hit the wall, Wei San pulled out half of the whip from her waist and whipped him hard on the butt.

No matter how good the material of the pants was, they couldn't withstand Wei San's whip. Almost instantly, the pants tore apart and the whip was stained with blood.

Wei San immediately dropped the whip and reflected in her heart, why she didn't control her strength well.

But now she is more interested in the material of Teacher Yamamiya's whip. The whip can cause bleeding once it is thrown on her body.

The last second was skipped, and Yamamiya Yangling came over immediately: "Time's up."

Pingtong Academy quickly stepped forward to help Zongzheng Yueren, but he refused their help.

Zongzheng Yueren was holding onto the ground, and his fingers were broken by Wei San's step. Even so, he still stood up little by little.

"Pavilion Master." Lu Shibai took off his coat and handed it to Zongzheng Yueren, indicating that his pants were torn.

Zongzheng Yueren still didn't accept it. He would remember the shame of this day forever.

Now Wei San is sitting on the folding chair that Ying Chenghe took out, drinking the nutrient solution he handed over, enjoying Jin Ke's lubricant, Liao Runing's leg beating, and Huo Xuanshan's head massage.

Yamamiya Yangling looked at Damocles Military Academy's exaggerated look: "……"

She tried hard to hint to herself that these were not written in the regulations, so don't worry about it, and finished her words mechanically: "In this game, Wei San wins one move, and Damocles will score one point."

Wei San drank the strawberry-flavored nutrient solution in her hand with disgust: "There is another game in the afternoon. If we are tired, let's go back and rest early."

"Then will you lie down in the treatment cabin?" Jin Ke said.

"Don't lie down, just apply some medicine." Wei San pointed to her eyes, which were almost blinded by Zongzheng Yueren just now.