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Chapter 97 A Strange Game(2/2)

It's Lou Cheng.

They had time to sigh and be surprised, but Mu Yu couldn't. If he was in the split state and was bullied by Lou Cheng, he wouldn't be able to withstand two or three moves!

With many thoughts in his mind, he made a quick decision, lying down, rolling to the side, and hiding the killer move of the silent vaginal leg.

Lou Cheng looked at it like this and did not attack blindly. He hadn't figured out what happened yet and didn't know if it might affect him. Of course, he had to be cautious first.

After rolling and rolling, seeing that his opponent did not seize the opportunity to attack, Mu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and the carp stood upright, then stood up again and put on airs again.

But at this moment, a few round stone fragments brought by his lazy donkey's rolling stopped exactly where he landed.

Stab! Mu Yu's feet slipped again, and before he could straighten his body, he leaned back again. He fell down and landed on his back. He fell hard and his head was slightly dizzy.

He hurriedly rolled again to avoid the enemy's attack.

Lou Cheng watched Mu Yu's "performance" with his mouth twitching, almost forgetting that he was still in the ring.

What on earth is he going to do?

Mu Yu rolled a few times, and his touch suddenly disappeared. He suddenly found that he had reached the edge of the ring, with most of his body outside, and fell down in the air!

He was startled, the fascia muscles of his palms stretched out, and his five fingers stretched out, trying to hold onto the ring. However, for some reason, he was still half a beat too late, with only the tip of his finger touching the edge.

Plop! Mu Yu fell to the ground next to the ring, his eyes dazed and dull.

It wasn't just him who was stunned, Lou Cheng was also stunned. His mouth opened slightly and he almost blurted out "Fuck me."

I haven't even made a move yet, so I won?

Not only that, after the game started, I didn’t even move!

The referee was stunned for more than ten seconds, glanced at Lou Cheng suspiciously, raised his right hand and said:

"In the fifth round, Lou Cheng wins!"

"The final result is that Songcheng University Martial Arts Club wins!"

Dang! The cross in Lin Xiaozhi's hand fell to the ground, and he murmured to himself in horror: "This metaphysics is wrong. What can be understood is not metaphysics."

"Did God get the wrong script?" Jin Dali blurted out, as if talking in his sleep.

The spectators in the stands looked at each other in confusion, and for the time being they did not feel the frustration and pain of failure.

We may have watched a fake match!

This should be considered an unbelievable event on campus? There was not even a single fight in the game, and the "disaster" defeated himself to make his opponent unlucky!

At the visiting team's seat, Cai Zongming opened his mouth a little bit and said: "This is the strangest game I have ever seen."
Chapter completed!
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