Chapter 1136: Chapter 1136: Surrendering During the Battle with Leng Chan
At this mont, it was very quiet all around, of course, no one would take out a needle and drop it on the ground to see if there was any sound.
“Good!” Just then Xiang Yu and Tie Zhuzi exclaid at the sa ti, frightening everyone around them.
Even Yuan Huai, who was on the side, couldn’t take it and moved further away.
Others temporarily focused their attention on Xiang Yu, but quickly shifted back to the fight scene.
Ultimately, Leng Chan chose to evade, pushing hard with her left foot and jumping backward. Her butt landed on the ground, sliding almost two ters.
Fang Xiaoming safely landed on the ground and laughed heartily. After all, Leng Chan is a woman; she wouldn’t go to a fish-dead-net-broken scenario with him.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoming’s confidence soared, and he rushed toward Leng Chan. Fang Xiaoming’s movents were fast, and each move targeted Leng Chan’s private parts.
Even though hitting there didn’t cause much harm to Leng Chan, as a woman, being hit or even touched by Fang Xiaoming would be unbearable.
The surrounding audience were all seasoned warriors, naturally able to discern the points of Fang Xiaoming’s punches.
Seeing Fang Xiaoming like this, they lost their composure and began cursing.
“Shaless, how could our Hongn have such a person.”
“Indeed, not a single good person in Holy Mouse Hall, a bunch of ***** bastards.”
Curses continued around, while those from Holy Mouse Hall shalessly laughed.
They all wished they were the ones in the middle instead.
Sky Thief Rat also smiled while sitting there, nodding his head, his gaze fully focused on Leng Chan’s chest.
Now it appeared sowhat bulging, but he knew Leng Chan must have wrapped it very tightly with cloth; otherwise, it wouldn’t look like this.
Leng Chan’s face turned red, thinking Xiang Yu was the most shaless, only to find this person in front even more shaless.
If soone like this were to beco a candidate for Hongn, the future of Hongn would be bleak.
Sitting on the side, Poison Rose couldn’t help but slam her hand on the table. Being a woman herself, and a beautiful one, she could empathize with Leng Chan’s anger at this mont.
“Shaless.” Poison Rose said, but there was nothing she could do.
She couldn’t resign on behalf of Leng Chan; that sentence could only co from Leng Chan herself. But now, although Leng Chan was on the losing side, she had no intention of admitting defeat.
“Don’t resist, why not enjoy with .” Fang Xiaoming laughed.
Leng Chan’s face turned red, her chest heaving with anger, becoming even more alluring.
“Co on!” Fang Xiaoming said, throwing a punch at Leng Chan.
Leng Chan tilted her head to avoid the punch, then swung her fist towards Fang Xiaoming’s head.
Then, Fang Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Leng Chan’s collar and forcefully pulled back.
Leng Chan lost balance and crawled forward.
Taking advantage, Fang Xiaoming aid a kick at Leng Chan’s face, nearly connecting.
At this mont, Leng Chan used all her strength to roll aside and then landed on the ground with a thump.
Seeing Leng Chan fall, Fang Xiaoming went for a downward kick. The animosity of this kick had none of the previously expressed intent to enjoy together.
Leng Chan quickly rolled away and got up as fast as she could. Although uninjured, her mind was in disarray, making her likely to lose if the fight continued.
Fang Xiaoming pressed his advantage and attacked Leng Chan again, focusing his punches on the disgraceful areas.
For victory, Fang Xiaoming wouldn’t care about such things. It’s a society that speaks with strength; if you lack strength, politeness would go unnoticed.
Leng Chan flipped backward to avoid the attack, then quickly jumped backward, finally turning to Hong Jinbao, saying: “I surrender.”
Just at that mont, Fang Xiaoming suddenly jumped up and kicked towards Leng Chan.
“Watch out!” Everyone couldn’t help but shout.
During last competition, Hong Jinbao had already said once surrendered, no more fighting would continue, yet Fang Xiaoming ignored these rules, showing his arrogance.
Standing there, Tie Zhuzi couldn’t help but throw his iron rod directly.
Having learned from the previous Brocade Hall incident, she had been prepared. Hearing the noise from behind, she imdiately flipped forward to dodge Fang Xiaoming’s strike.
At that mont, the iron rod thrown by Tie Zhuzi hit Fang Xiaoming’s other leg directly.
The force wasn’t very strong by then, but Fang Xiaoming wasn’t aware, his leg scread in pain, and he knelt there.
People were ready to curse, but seeing Fang Xiaoming kneel, they burst into laughter.
Leng Chan turned to look and, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but smirk.
Seeing the iron rod on the ground, she knew it was definitely thrown by Tie Zhuzi, sending a grateful look in Tie Zhuzi’s direction.
Hong Jinbao raised his hand indicating everyone to be silent, then coldly looked at Fang Xiaoming and said, “What’s this supposed to an?”
Fang Xiaoming quickly stood up and said, “I didn’t kneel intentionally; I lost my balance…”
“Since she surrendered, why did you still attack her? Do you think nothing of as the Sect Leader?” Hong Jinbao coldly questioned.
After all, Hong Jinbao was the Chief of Hongn, carrying an inherent aura of authority.
Perhaps the newcors didn’t know Hong Jinbao’s past, but the Hall Masters were well aware.
Sky Thief Rat saw Hong Jinbao angered, so he quickly said, “Sect Leader, I saw it clearly. When Leng Chan surrendered, he had already jumped and couldn’t stop.”
Fang Xiaoming wasn’t foolish, seeing his Hall Master speak so gently, he quickly cupped his fists and said, “I truly apologize, I already jumped and didn’t do it intentionally.”
The crowd murmured softly, doubting Fang Xiaoming’s explanation.
Tie Zhuzi calmly walked over, bent down to pick up his iron rod, and didn’t forget to spit on Fang Xiaoming’s face.
Witnessing this scene, those around finally laughed heartily with relief.
Fang Xiaoming bowed his head, not daring to speak, fearing Hong Jinbao might cancel his candidate eligibility, making all his preparation wasted.
“Do you an it?” Hong Jinbao asked coolly.
“Absolutely.” Fang Xiaoming respectfully replied, no signs of his previous arrogance.
Sky Thief Rat was also anxious, worrying Hong Jinbao might pursue the matter.
“Leng Chan, what do you think?” Hong Jinbao asked Leng Chan.
Leng Chan glanced at Fang Xiaoming, who was bowing his head, and said, “It doesn’t matter to ; I’ve already lost.”
After speaking, Leng Chan walked towards Dui Hall’s direction. Her indifferent attitude and deanor attracted cheers from a group of bachelors around, elevating Leng Chan as the goddess in their hearts…
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