Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 69

Although Li Zheng was in a daze, one of his voices could be heard clearly.

“Master.” Zhang Xiaoke was full of tears. “Hold on, master.”

“Stay and go…” Li Zheng weakly waved his hand and said, “nosebleed.”

“Don’t move.” Tang Zhifei couldn’t take care of the court at this time. He righted Li Zheng’s face with both hands and looked at it carefully. “The bridge of the nose should not be broken. First, follow me to find the doctor’s office teacher and decide whether to go to the hospital or not according to the situation.”

“Nothing Mr. Tang… ” Li Zheng raised his hand and touched his nose. Then he squeezed his eyes and tried his best to focus on the field game. “The blood has stopped and can play.”

“All right, forget about the game.” Tang Zhifei pulled him away.

“It’s OK. I have to play full.” Li Zheng took a silent look at the state.

[total rate: 625.2 ↑]

[remaining time: 04:25]

more than 600?

He found out that there were few people watching the game at this time.

All the girls looked at Li Zheng with heartache.

Li Zheng suddenly realized.

Is it not the fierce battle wound, and the tease younger sister bonus?

It’s better to shed more blood, let’s see clearly –

what the hell, it’s called a fierce man.

Tang Zhifei couldn’t resist him, so he had to ask the vice-president to call the clinic teacher and get a cotton plug first.

Li Zheng also grasped the time, drank a lot of water and watched the situation nervously. It was one point that he could recover.

On the court.

Bang!

Liu Yonghui failed in CIC.

Liu novice with Li Zheng’s blood, just grabbed the rebound.

Now he has lost his mind, regardless of three seven 21, inside strong shot.

Bang!

It’s blocked by the big center on the other side.

With the sound of regret, class two launched the fast attack again.

Even though Qiao Bixia and Xu Mengxi roared defense, the people in class four were still slow.

Jiang Qinghua didn’t slow down, but was stuck by the mud monster, running as thick as mud.

Li Zheng this end, rhythm again give up.

When the new power forward of class two wants to lay up.

“Doodle!” Mr. Wang blew his whistle and swore at Jiang Qinghua, “do you want to be judged directly?”

We found that Jiang Qinghua was in a hurry and simply pushed the mud monster.

Forced foul.

“It’s a tactical foul, Miss Wang.” Jiang Qinghua wiped his mouth and said, “professional competitions are played like this.”

Mr. Wang’s teeth itched with anger.

This guy should have been sent off on the spot.

But thinking of his brother’s advice.

I dare not.

“For the last time.” Mr. Wang blew his whistle again, “free throw in class two!”

Jiang Qinghua was relieved and looked at Li Zheng at the edge of the court.

Li Zheng nodded steadily.

Good old Jiang.

Tactical foul is a skill that professional leagues can also use. It is intended to delay time, rather than let the other side free throw, but also to fight for sports games.

This is a dirty trick if the rules allow it.

Jiang Qinghua’s recruitment is very timely. He drags for a minute or two to stop Li Zheng’s blood. He is a fierce man again.

Li Zheng also tried a little jump on the sideline.

I can’t jump at all.

This, mother’s body.

You shouldn’t skip PE class.

Watch the countdown approach.

He was anxious, but he was powerless.

I wish time would stop.

Suddenly.

“Ah Qiu

Hear that.

Li Zheng feels.

Time really stopped.

He turned around.

Lin kuojing is wiping his nose and trotting over.

I don’t know why, all the students around me let me.

Even Tang Zhifei gave in.

Lin Qijing ran all the way to Li Zheng.

Keep your head down.

Grab Li Zheng’s hand.

Mimi put a pair of cotton plugs in her hand.

Don’t talk, turn around and run.

You can take two steps and stop.

Looking back at Li Zheng.

The fierce light softened.

His face burned red.

He clenched his fist and worked hard for a long time. Finally, he squeezed out a few words.

“Plus Come on… ”

Boom!

I don’t know why.

Li Zheng felt himself blown up.

Lin Yue Jing is a self abased appearance, which is about to slip away.

However, Zhang Xiaoke collected the collar.

“Oh, come and watch for a while. One more person to cheer on and one more strength.””No Don’t grab this

Zhang Xiaoke pushed Lin Passover Jing back and said to Lizheng: “what are you stupid waiting for? Master, I don’t want to change the cotton plug.”

“Well, it’s going to be a bit of a push.” Li Zheng said nothing, took out the paper in his nostrils and replaced it with cotton plug.

Then, seeing Lin Yue Jing, his head was always buried, all blocked by his hair, and could not see his face at all.

This guy, it must be a game in front of the classroom window.

After seeing his own hanging color, he ran to the medical room for the first time, and he was going to cotton plug.

We are enemies, as it is clear.

Why?

Suddenly.

Li Zheng was moved.

For the first time, he felt the power of a word –

friendship!

Although we regard each other as enemies, we have forged deep friendship again and again.

I feel sorry.

That is the spirit of heroes.

Between not feeling, Li Zheng is full of strength, eyes are not spent, legs are not shaking.

It’s just like doping.

Looking back and forth, even Tang Zhifei’s face was red.

This

It’s all playing in front of me

Can’t you two be quiet?

Would you give me a face?

What can I do.

Li Zheng took the second class free throws time, drank two big saliva, the rest simply poured on the head to cool down.

It’s cool.

It’s like filling it with oil.

Long live adrenaline.

Li Zheng excitedly dumped his head, and then raised his hand to teacher Wang of sports and shouted, “class four, change people.”

Mr. Wang looked at the blood on Lizheng’s shirt and came up with an expression

Li Zheng has returned a “!”

Teacher Wang stopped the game and replaced Li Zheng.

This time, Li Zheng felt like he was carrying BGM, Qiaofeng level.

The bloody man, he’s back.

Suddenly, the whole cheers.

And it was a complete loss of reason.

“Kill them!”

“Ah, Li Zheng!”

“Come on, ah!”

Even some girls in class two were shouting.

“Impossible…” Lingshijie squats on the sideline, and he swallows the spit of his throat back. “There can be no physical strength…”

Obviously, he was savage and vain.

I don’t understand at all. What is true friendship.

Li Zheng came on the stage, and the king returned.

Ming Ming already exhausted his physical strength, but it was extremely rapid.

This time, without the interference of lingshijie, Li Zheng was like a loach on the field, and he didn’t think about physical strength. Although there was no leg pain, he was determined as a chariot.

Run fast.

Take the ball.

Breakthrough.

Take off.

Change hands in the air.

Go to the basket.

Shua!

Score.

31：31！

At the moment, he really became Marbury.

The four classes were also resurrected in place like Li Zheng, and they shouted out the name in a spell.

Yelled over and over.