dkrc Chapter 52 Human Punch Bag
Chapter 52 Human Punch Bag
When Zhao Tiemei heard that Lin Shuyao really wanted to spar with her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it quickly turned into a deep sarcasm.
One after another, these ignorant and arrogant newcomers rushed to become her human punching bags.
Then she'll practice her skills and loosen up her muscles today!
Zhao Tiemei stood there casually, twisting her wrist and nodding at Lin Shuyao: "Comrade Shen, don't worry, I'll control my strength and won't make you end up like Wang Gang."
As he spoke, everyone turned to look at Wang Gang, who was sitting on the ground, hunched over, his face contorted in pain, clearly still recovering from the fall.
Everyone's attention then turned to Lin Shuyao, who weighed only half as much as Wang Gang. Oh no, another injured person is going to be added to the list.
Just as everyone was shaking their heads and sighing, and Zhao Tiemei hadn't gotten into the zone, Lin Shuyao suddenly launched an attack on Zhao Tiemei. She nimbly kicked Zhao Tiemei in the back of the knee with her right foot, and then pushed her body forward hard with her hand. The key was speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. The next second, Zhao Tiemei was lying face down on the soft mat in a dog-like position.
Before she could even wipe the smug look off her face, her cheeks were squeezed out of shape by the soft cushions.
"Squad leader, you're too kind."
Lin Shuyao cupped her hands in greeting and casually tossed out a sentence.
The onlookers rubbed their eyes in disbelief: Good heavens, what happened?
Zhao and Zhao Tiemei were defeated by Comrade Shen?
Are you sure you didn't see that wrong?!
Everyone was so shocked they couldn't speak, and Zhao Tiemei, who was lying on the ground, was completely dumbfounded. She had actually been knocked down by Shen Qing, whom she looked down on the most.
Realizing what had happened, she quickly pushed herself up from the ground with both hands, roaring furiously:
"Shen Qing! This round doesn't count!"
"You attacked before I was ready; that's against the rules of combat sports!"
Lin Shuyao blinked innocently at her: "Class monitor, are you a sore loser? When we were practicing together before, I wasn't prepared, and you suddenly attacked me. I thought that's how the rules of fighting are..."
The other comrades chimed in in support of Lin Shuyao: "Yes! I noticed it when Comrade Shen was practicing with the squad leader. I also thought we could make our move without waiting for the other side to be ready."
"Yes, I saw it too!"
"If the squad leader doesn't acknowledge the outcome of this round, it means that the squad leader and us regular team members follow different rules, and there are certain things the squad leader can do that we regular team members can't!"
"The magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden even to light lamps; we refuse to accept this!"
"If I'd known the class monitor was such a sore loser, I shouldn't have proposed the competition..."
"That's different!" Zhao Tiemei, being pointed at and whispered about, roared like a mad dog that had stepped on a nail, "That was practice before, this is an individual competition, the rules are different of course!"
Lin Shuyao looked at Cheng Zheng: "Representative, what do you think? Are the rules for practice the same as the rules for the competition?"
Cheng Zheng wasn't there when the team was practicing. He only found out about these things when he heard everyone talking about it. He gave Zhao Tiemei a cold look and said to everyone, "During practice, we should wait until both sides are ready before we officially start. During the competition, we must wait for the referee's official order before we can launch an attack."
Zhao Tiemei's attention was focused on the second half of the sentence. Upon hearing this, she immediately became smug: "Did you hear that! The representative said that during the competition, attacks can only be launched after the referee gives the official order. Therefore, Comrade Shen violated the rules just now, and the result of the competition does not count!"
"Comrade Zhao Tiemei," Cheng Zheng interrupted her, speaking sternly, "As the class monitor, you deliberately broke the rules during practice. You'll be punished by running three kilometers afterward!"
"Representative!" Zhao Tiemei said, her face full of dissatisfaction.
Cheng Zheng's tone left no room for argument: "This is an order!"
Zhao Tiemei could only reluctantly reply "Yes," but her anger still hadn't found an outlet. She glared at Lin Shuyao and said, "The result of the previous match doesn't count. Do you dare to have another match with me?!"
Lin Shuyao had anticipated this request: "Okay, let's have another round. If I win again, class monitor, don't deny it again!"
"If you can beat me fair and square, I, Zhao Tiemei, am not someone who can't accept defeat," Zhao Tiemei declared proudly, head held high.
Hearing that Lin Shuyao was going to compete with Zhao Tiemei, the comrades around her were once again on edge.
Everyone knows that Lin Shuyao won the first round because she seized the initiative and attacked when Zhao Tiemei was careless.
But in this second round, Zhao Tiemei will definitely be on guard, making it difficult for Lin Shuyao to win.
As expected, Zhao Tiemei had already composed herself and stared intently at Lin Shuyao's every move with the eyes of a fierce beast.
To prevent Lin Shuyao from cheating, she also suggested, "Let the representatives be the referees this round."
Lin Shuyao had no objections and stood opposite Zhao Tiemei.
Cheng Zheng walked to a spot not far from the soft mat and stood there. "Raise your hand when you're ready."
Lin Shuyao and Zhao Tiemei simultaneously raised their right hands, and Cheng Zheng announced in a deep voice, "The competition begins!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Tiemei launched an attack on Lin Shuyao, her movements swift and ruthless, brimming with the force of thunder and the pent-up anger she had been holding back, as if she wanted to finish her off in one move.
Lin Shuyao was already weaker and less physically imposing than Zhao Tiemei, and was immediately put on the defensive, forced to retreat repeatedly by Zhao's offensive.
Seeing her clumsy dodging, Zhao Tiemei sneered inwardly. As expected, she was still a piece of trash. She was only lucky to win the first round!
Wanting a quick victory, Zhao Tiemei intensified her attacks, delivering a vicious side kick aimed at Lin Shuyao's lower body. In a flash, Lin Shuyao not only didn't dodge but instead pounced on her, grabbing Zhao Tiemei's thighs with both hands to dissipate her force. Zhao Tiemei, standing on one leg, lost her balance and was instantly tackled onto the mat by Lin Shuyao. The two became entangled, rolling around due to inertia. Lin Shuyao seized the opportunity, using her knee to press down on one of Zhao Tiemei's joints, successfully pinning Zhao Tiemei beneath her.
Zhao Tiemei tried to break free and attack her again, but Cheng Zheng's cold, sharp voice rang out at the right moment: "The competition is over, Shen Qing wins!"
"Wow! We won! We won!"
"Comrade Shen is amazing! He actually beat the squad leader!"
"I thought Comrade Shen would be dominated by the squad leader in this round, but he actually won! It's such a surprise!"
The onlookers cheered.
Lin Shuyao released Zhao Tiemei, stood up, and cupped her hands in a gesture of respect to Zhao Tiemei, who was still standing on the ground, looking completely stunned and unresponsive: "Class monitor, you've let me win this round again!"
Do not!
impossible!
How could she lose to that good-for-nothing Shen Qing!
Zhao Tiemei slammed her fist into the ground, then suddenly sat up abruptly. Her face turned from astonishment to ashen, her chest heaving violently as she glared at Lin Shuyao, who was bowing to her.
"I refuse to accept this! It's not fair!"
"I was about to retaliate against Shen Qing in the next second, but the representative announced the end of the competition ahead of time!"