The Fate of the Gunman

Before using'Iron Armor' as a bait to guide Bakugo Sheng to attack, she did not say a word in order not to be caught by the shock wave several times. Now she finally succeeded, she didn't need to hide her injuries.

But at this moment the'accident' happened again.

Bakuho Sheng, who was stabbed in his left hand by a long spear and nailed to the ground, had actually forced himself to sit up. He held the gun in one hand with a hideous face and stared straight at Eight Million Hundred. His terrifying eyes made eight. Millions had a bad hunch.

"Are you crazy?!"

Almost at the same time that Eight Million Hundred yelled this sentence, an explosion sounded at the same time.

"Bang~!!!"

"Ding~!!!"

With the help of the power of the explosion, Baku Hao Sheng had already pulled out his spear violently, and with the crisp sound of iron impact, Baku Hao Sheng had finally stood up.

There was blood dripping down on the ring in his left hand, and although Bakhao Sheng had already distorted his face due to pain, his own eyes were staring straight at Eight Million Hundred.

"Crazy? Haha! I'm not crazy! I just don't want to lose!"

Fight again with the roar of Bakugo Katsuri!

There is no doubt that Eight Million Hundred received elite education from a young age, and the fighting skills are far beyond the wild ways learned in this fight, but the problem is that they have not really received all the training from childhood to eight million Hundred. After too much threat, the previous teacher almost stopped, and Lancer's education method would not be so "weak", she was also bruised all over by Lancer.

But the problem is that Lancer can't really kill her. It is more through pain to let her remember the lesson, and it has almost become a habit for 800 million to be defeated by Lancer, but now?

The blood on his left hand is like a ghost crawling out of hell...

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There is no doubt that the final Bakuho victory has won, and he won above his indomitable momentum. Eight million hundred million was taken by the momentum of Bakuho victory after the last physical exhaustion, and he was thrown away without any strong resistance. Out of the ring.

There is no doubt that this game once again caused a burst of cheers. After all, the two in the field offered everyone an'unexpected' battle.

Whether it's the first optimistic Bakuho Sheng has almost been'started to kill', or his violent attack later, or the eight million-hundred'lore' or the last madness of Bakuho Sheng...

This round of competition may not be better than the previous one, but it is undoubtedly equally exciting!

However, the winners and losers of this game seem to be in a bad mood. Bakuhao won't expect that the enemy he hadn't seen would cause him to fight hard, and even his victory in the end was extremely lucky.

And eight million hundred, she felt extremely ashamed. She could have won, but in the end she lost...

While the scene was hot, the two people in the field fell into silence...

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ps: I figured it out!!!

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ps2: Going home is still nowhere in sight... alas~

Chapter 37 Laugh!

Although the winner is a blast and the loser is 8 million, when the two leave the ring, most people will get it wrong, right?After all, Bakugo Katsuya looks much more miserable than Eight Million Hundred. With his palm pierced, he is receiving emergency treatment for the recovery girl at this time, and Eight million Hundred is only tied up after receiving the recovery girl’s personality treatment. He put on some bandages and some medicine to remove scars and left the medical station.

However, she did not return to the class. Instead, she left the venue alone and appeared in the stands on the top of the arena.

Because it is too far away from the venue, it is impossible to see the venue clearly, so there is no one. The eight million hundred people who are lying on the railing alone are looking down at the game that can hardly be seen. The whole person is in a strange atmosphere. .

'Why did I wince in the end?'

'Why would I be frightened when I saw Bakhao's expression?'

'Why is it that I was prepared to lose before I participated, but now I still feel unwilling?'

As Lancer said before, the so-called'challenge match' has too many limitations for 8 million, once she is given enough space and time, she can definitely design a perfect trap and a battlefield that is beneficial to her, but the problem In the arena, everything must be done under their own eyes, and she also had to face the enemy head-on...

But the familiar pair of hands that she kept complaining in her heart suddenly landed on her head. This familiar feeling made her guess who it was for the first time, but it was precisely because of this that she felt more uncomfortable. Yes, even the emotions that had been gradually controlled began to gradually lose control.

With the low sob, her shoulders kept moving.

"Teacher... I'm sorry, I lost."

"Why do you have to apologize? This time you did a good job."

Hearing the crying voice of Eight Million Hundred, Lancer also seemed very helpless. Although this time 8 Million Hundred and Boom’s achievements were related to his'task reward', Lancer didn’t really care too much. , The reason is very simple, because he has done everything he can do, he can't give birth to a group of high schools for the so-called task, right?

However, Lancer's words for granted seemed to have turned on some strange switch. The shaking of 8 Million Hundred's shoulders became larger and larger, and her sobbing voice could no longer be concealed, until it finally turned into an obvious and extremely loud. Cry, this actually makes Lancer at a loss.

He has not encountered a few girls crying in these two decades of life experience. He has no experience in dealing with this, but eight million hundred does not seem to care about that much at all, so he turned around and lay down on the blue. Se's chest began to apologize loudly.

But the so-called apology sounds the same to Lancer. It is nothing more than that he should not hesitate in the end and I am sorry for his previous teaching. After all, Lancer has repeatedly emphasized that he must be calm on the battlefield.

Lancer was at a loss at first, and then gradually realized that the cry of the other party was gradually weakening until the other party turned around blushing and wiped away the tears with the tissue he made. He was really relieved, but he was really relieved. Also came to a helpless conclusion.

'Sure enough, I am not very good at dealing with women, regardless of age.'

But while he was relieved, he did not forget what he should do.

"I have said to you more than once,'Failure is not terrible, as long as you don't lose in a battle that you can't lose.' I believe that smart as you should be able to turn this failure into fat. Come to strengthen yourself, and at the same time I believe that the next time you win against Bakhao...No, you won't make similar mistakes again when you fight against all your opponents, so - - laugh!"

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Lancer's endless sentence made Eight Million Baiyi, who had already stopped tears, didn't know what to do.

"Every time I lose to my brother and feel depressed, he always tells me like this, this time I will give it to you too-laugh! Laugh when you are happy! When you are sad Laugh at the time! Laugh at the battle! Because sadness has no meaning! Rather than indulge in sorrow, laugh at the next battle! Until the time you can no longer fight! This is the survival of Celtic warriors Road!"

When he said these words, Lancer couldn’t help but see the smiling blue-billed ponytail youth in his mind. His body was always full of enthusiasm, and he would even forget himself unconsciously when getting along with him. His worries, with his wanton laughter, everyone can't help laughing with him. That simple and bold smile is his signature expression.

And Lancer unconsciously showed a sincere smiling face that was not brilliant.

I have been studying with Lancer for a month, because they teased Tiger, Lancer smiled more than once, but this was the first time Lancer smiled at her. This simple and sincere smile made her feel uncomfortable. Blushing consciously.

But then she chuckled lightly.

What is she shy about, isn't she facing her own teacher?

"Teacher! Thank you!"

Looking at the smile on Eight Million Hundred’s face again, Lancer also reached out and rubbed the other’s hair again.

"No thanks~ Who told me to be your teacher~"

Perhaps because his hair was messed up by Lancer, 800 million brushed Lancer's hand and blushed and shouted, "I'm not a kid anymore!"!'Then trot away and left.

Lancer couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the figure disappearing into the stairs.

"When... I learned to smile at others like this?"

It seemed self-deprecating, but also free and easy, Lancer's voice was full of strange feelings, looking up to the sky, he seemed to see a man giving him a thumbs up with a smile on his face.