[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 76

"Damn it! Hide it!"

"How did he kick just now, his waist and abdomen are too strong!"

"It can't be compared, he has played so many games, how does he still have physical strength?"

"I see The older ones are going to lose, and their reactions can't keep up."

Du Mingli's cold sweat had not subsided, but now he was startled and palpitated.

His physical strength really couldn't keep up. Cen Wei's body could still support such a difficult counterattack, but he couldn't.

Du Mingli glanced at Cen Wei's wrist with blood beads hanging on it, and his Adam's apple slipped slowly.

He took two steps back and distanced himself from Cen Wei, intending to give himself time to breathe and catch Cen Wei's weakness.

It wasn't easy for Cen Wei to finish the action just now.

If he did it again, he probably wouldn't be able to exert his strength.

Now the blood vessels in the right wrist are bulging, and the wound is constantly stinging.

His breathing deepened and his eyes became colder.

"Give up, you can't win against me."

Du Mingli showed a calm smile: "Are you kidding me?"

Cen Wei nodded lightly, not intending to give Du Mingli more time to recover, he believed that Du Mingli was tired Only heavier than him.

He quickly pounced on Du Mingli, but when he was about to approach Du Mingli's side, Du Mingli suddenly said, "Why are you hostile to me?"

Cen Wei frowned, obviously Du Mingli's words had an impact on him, and his offensive also slowed down.

Du Mingli then said: "We obviously didn't meet, but you hate me."

"So much nonsense." Cen Wei's face was cold, and he planned to force Du Mingli out of the border with one blow.

The moment he was distracted by his words, Du Mingli shook his hand, suddenly took out a small knife from his pocket, and stabbed it into Cen Wei's chest.

Fighting tests are allowed to bring tools, but these tools are made of special plastic and painted on them, which will only leave marks on people's bodies and will not cause fatal injuries.

Du Mingli chose left and right before the competition, and chose the most common knife.

He believed that Cen Wei had his own preparations, but he who took out the tools first had already lost.

However, he is a consequentialist, as long as he can achieve the final victory, that's fine.

Seeing the plastic blade approaching his chest, Cen Wei did not panic, but pulled his lower lip invisibly.

He flipped the palm of his hand, and at some point, a switchblade appeared in his hand, and a white light suddenly ripped through the air, no more or less, and just stopped at Du Mingli's chest.

The fluorescent powder shook off the plastic blade and stuck to the button on Du Mingli's chest.

Below the button, facing the position of the heart.

"Win!"

"What are you doing? You don't hide!"

"If it is a real situation, if you hurt the enemy, you will be injured yourself, but this is an exam. The rule of the exam is that you will lose if you touch the fatal part, no problem!"