Yang Qian, who was standing beside her, said, "So stingy? Hey, it would be great if his brother-in-law was there. He would definitely be able to defeat Miyamoto Kuraki!"

Xia Qianhan rolled her eyes and said, "Please, this is playing badminton, not fighting. It's useful to find my brother-in-law. Do you really think my brother-in-law is a god?"

"Of course not, because my brother-in-law is even more powerful than God."

Yang Qian had her fists, her eyes were shining, and her face looked like a silly.

Xia Qianhan patted her forehead and said it was no longer helpful. Why do these two guys admire Tang Long so much? Isn’t they just a big guy who stings his feet? As for being so concerned?

Bang!

Miyamoto Kuraki kicked off the ball and shot a flat shot. He Xiang picked up the ball gently and the badminton flew over the net.

"He Xiang is so handsome?"

"Being handsome and furry-friendly, you can beat Miyamoto Kuraki."

"Even if you can't beat Miyamoto Kuraki, He Xiang should get a few points, right?"

"That's for sure, don't forget that He Xiang is the president of the Badminton Association."

The classmates around them also began to whisper.

Bang!

At this moment, Miyamoto Kuraki jumped up and threw a smash. The badminton hit He Xiang's face directly.

Fuck, it's such a shame, I was slapped in the face?!

"Trump, you are not worthy of being my Miyamoto Kuraki's opponent!" At this time, Miyamoto Kuraki carried the badminton racket and looked arrogantly at He Xiang who was squatting on the ground and rubbing his face.

As a Chinese, He Xiang has backbone, so how could he suffer such humiliation?

He Xiang endured the pain and said angrily: "Come again!"

"Sick man from East Asia!"

Miyamoto Kuraki had his back upright and tied his braids, poking He Xiang's middle finger provocatively.

Although He Xiang is the president of the Badminton Association, he is too different from Miyamoto Kuraki and is not at the same time.

Who is Miyamoto Kuraki?!

He is Dongyang's golden left hand. I heard that his left hand is very strong. The ball he shot was fast and fast, so ordinary people could react.

Slap sex.

In just a few minutes, He Xiang was slapped by Miyamoto Kuraki fifteen times, and each time he was slapped in the face, which made He Xiang feel full of humiliation.

"I'm sure to lose, 20:0!"

"It's so embarrassing. Isn't He Xiang usually quite a bit? Why can't he win a single goal in Miyamoto Kuraki?"

"Hey, it seems that no one in Donghai can beat He Xiang, and even the captain of the city badminton team refused Coach Wu's invitation."

"Damn, this little Japanese are so arrogant. I really hope someone can teach him a lesson."

The audience was dead and whispered. Even Xia Qianhan, the cheerleader, became wilted, like an eggplant made from frost, holding her chin, squatting on the ground without saying a word.

The last ball!

He Xiang's face was blushing, all of which were beaten by Miyamoto Kuraki.

shame!

As a Chinese, no matter how playful He Xiang is, he knows how to maintain the dignity of China.

Even if you lose, you will lose with integrity!

Bang.

Miyamoto Kuraki served the ball, and the badminton fell while He Xiang picked it lightly and the badminton flew over the net.

After a few rounds and turns, Miyamoto Kuraki suddenly changed to a left-hand racket. With a "bang", the badminton ball shot out like a cannonball, and it hit He Xiang's nose quickly.

And He Xiang didn't react at all because the ball was too fast.

"Sick man from East Asia!"

Miyamoto Kuraki gritted and looked at He Xiang disdainfully.

He Xiang was furious and said, "Damnor, what did you say? Who is the sick man in East Asia?"

"Sorry, I said it wrong!"

Seeing He Xiang rushing over, Miyamoto Kuraki bowed respectfully to show his apology.

He Xiangchen said: "You are tactful, so be careful when speaking in the future."

At this time, Miyamoto Kuraki slowly raised his head, pointed at the students in the audience and said, "All of you are the sick men of East Asia!"

Wow.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and everyone was angry and wanted to rush down and beat Miyamoto Kuraki, but was stopped by Wu Dashan.

Wu Dashan picked up the microphone and shouted: "Everyone is quiet. The competition is not over yet. I have invited experts to come and support."

After hearing what Wu Dashan said, the students' emotions calmed down.

"Master?"

Miyamoto Kuraki grinned and said disdainfully: "Hmph, I want to see what kind of masters you Chinese can invite, but don't be my defeated opponents, because I, Miyamoto Kuraki, are really excellent. There are no 800 people who have defeated me, and there are only one thousand people in my hands, among which you Chinese are the most!"

"You little Japanese, you are too arrogant!" Xia Qianhan, who was so angry, could no longer help but point to Miyamoto Kuraki's nose and cursed.

Yang Qian, Chen Rong and Wang Qian pulled Xia Qianhan tightly and tried their best to comfort her.

There is no way, Xia Qianhan practices martial arts and has such a bad temper.

When he saw Xia Qianhan, Miyamoto Kuraki was shocked and couldn't help swallowing. He stepped forward and said, "Hello, my name is Miyamoto Kuraki, I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Be your sister, you little short!" Xia Qianhan opened her teeth and looked like she was about to bite Miyamoto Kuraki to death.

A little dwarf?

Miyamoto Kuraki's face darkened. He hated others calling him short the most in his life.

Indeed, Miyamoto Kuraki is not tall, only about one meter and five meters, but he has good jumping power, so he can achieve a perfect smash.

But these three words are the last words Miyamoto Kuraki wants to hear.

"Stupid girl, I'm so shameless. It's your blessing to me, Miyamoto Kuraki, who can fall in love with you!" As he said that, Miyamoto Kuraki reached out to touch Xia Qianhan's face.

Bang!

At this moment, a burning cigarette butt hit Miyamoto Kuraki's eyebrows, causing Miyamoto Kuraki to cover his hands and rub them.

"Baga, which bastard hit me with a cigarette butt?" Miyamoto Kuraki turned around and began to search with anger on his face.

At this time, Tang Long walked over and curled his lips and said, "Little Dwarf, I have to criticize you. Short must admit it. How can you be angry when you are beaten and stand firm? You should learn from me. Everyone says I am handsome. Am I angry when I am angry?"

"Brother-in-law!"

As soon as he saw Tang Long and Chen Rong, Yang Qian rushed forward, grabbed one of Tang Long's arms, and rubbed her in Tang Long's arms in a coquettish way.

Xia Qianhan twitched for a moment, and tried her best to tear Yang Qian and Chen Rong, and said angrily: "Bastard, come back to me, he is my brother-in-law!"

Looking at the little beauty in her arms, Tang Long smiled and said with a smile: "Have you seen me? I am so outstanding. Even if I am a beauty, I want to post it up."

Xia Qianhan bared her little tiger teeth and shouted: "Wang Qian, help us to pull these two fools away quickly. It's so embarrassing."

Wang Qian blushed and said weakly: "But I think my brother-in-law is really handsome? I can't help but want to take a look."

"You...you! Ah, I'm so angry!" Xia Qianhan was completely speechless and had to stand aside angrily.

I am so envious of drooling!

Even Miyamoto Kuraki became unconfident. Am I really ugly?

Baga, it must be a psychological tactic. This kid just wants to disturb my mood. It’s so despicable.

Miyamoto Kuraki shouted with a ferocious look: "Stop talking nonsense, Coach Wu, you have invited foreign players. If not, please pay me one million as per the bet!"

Wu Dashan pointed to Tang Long and said, "It's far away in the sky, and it's near in front of you."

What?!
Chapter completed!