The commentator also knew that Zhao Yu farted when the other party got behind him, lowered his body, and was preparing for a fatal blow.

And this fart was unbiased, facing someone's face. Coincidentally, the poor general was inhaling at that time...

All coincidences, and a magical man, created this miracle. The main general and Zhao Yu were both famous.

Zhao Yu became a man who won the opponent's trick by making a stomachache, and the opponent was even more depressed. He did not lose from his fists, but from losing to the opponent.

The commentator wanted to suppress his smile and tried hard to hold it in, "This...um um...um um...oh um...oh um...oh um..."

The deputy commentator's joking voice trembled and stopped it: "Don't laugh, I can't hold it in if you do this."

The microphone was turned off directly. Everyone heard such a funny thing, and the commentators couldn't hold back anymore, so they turned off the microphone, and the audience laughed even louder. It was as if everyone had a party together.

Zhao Yu blushed and walked downstairs, and everyone in the audience was discussing the anecdotes just now.

A man from the audience stood up loudly: "Hahaha, the fame is worthy of being passed down, Zhao Yu!"

Zhao Yu looked over and said it was the fat Zhao Xiaoshuai. Zhao Yu blushed: "I didn't mean it!"

Zhao Xiaoshuai said excitedly: "That doesn't matter. You have made history. Remember this, you are the only one who farts here and everyone knows!"

The little beauty Zhu Xiaoke blushed and pulled Zhao Xiaoshuai's neck of clothes: "Xiaoshuai, don't talk to him anymore, it's so embarrassing."

Their main general Wen Yixuan finally appeared, scratching his head and said with an awkward look: "This is actually not a foul, it's just... not very decent."

Qingyu case walked to Wen Yidao: "Senior Brother Yidao, you have a tough battle to fight."

Wen Yixuan smiled slightly: "Yes, I'm not lucky, I met an elite academy. You have good luck, and you can win a point by just a fart."

Qingyuchen's face looked a little dissatisfied and said coldly: "I don't care what others like to fight. If you want to be lucky, you can fight with him at that time." Then he walked away.

Zhao Yu went to the toilet. When he came back, the competition venue was still hot. Zhao Yu's funny enthusiasm gradually faded away, and everyone began to pay attention to other games worth watching.

There is no doubt that the biggest highlight today is the ultimate competition between Elite Academy and Jixian No. 1 Middle School.

Zhao Yu didn't know that Jixian No. 1 Middle School is also a strong team, and it has never withdrawn from the quarterfinals. Such a strong team encountered in the draw with the Elite Academy, which is not good news for them.

When Zhao Yu returned to the audience, the match between Wen Yixuan and Chen Mo, Zhu Xiaoke and Guo Xiaobing had already ended. Although Jixian No. 1 Middle School experienced a hard battle, they lost both games, with very subtle scores, but if they lost, they lost. At this time, the match between the fat Zhao Xiaoshuai against Lieutenant General Yan Jiudao of the Elite Academy became the most critical individual match for Jixian No. 1 Middle School.

If the fat man loses to Yan Jiudao again, Jixian No. 1 will score zero points in this round of draw. The future will be very difficult. Even if he scores three points in the next game, he will probably be eliminated.

Being able to get a point from a strong team like the Elite Academy has the significance of judging life and death for them.

Zhao Xiaoshuai walked to the stage with a tiger face, looked at the feminine Yan Jiudao, gritted his teeth, and felt extremely stressed.

The commentator also said: "The battle between Elite Academy and Jixian No. 1 Middle School is so exciting. Compared with the previous one-sided victory and defeat, the unfamiliar skills and the less powerful teams, their game is more exciting, more viewing and more touching. Now Zhao Xiaoshuai is the third one to play. Whether he can save some defeat depends on him alone."

"But this is too difficult." The deputy commentator said: "Two of his players have already lost. In this case, he has to bear more pressure than any one. His teammates seem to know this well, but there is no way, and they still have to put all their hopes on him alone. If Zhao Xiaoshuai cannot win this point, they may face the dilemma of ending the game early..."

Yan Jiudao smiled slightly: "Do you still have to struggle? This year's elite academy is the strongest year, and you have no hope."

Zhao Xiaoshuai looked at Yan Jiudao: "Don't let the wind shine, my tongue is very strong. Jixian No. 1 Middle School has been very strong for several years."

"Oh? I didn't see it!" Yan Jiudao said with a smile: "Many people think that when we meet you in the elite academy, we must be very depressed because we will fall into a hard battle in the early stage. Haha, but they all misunderstood. We don't care at all. It's you, or other weak teams, it's the same. We will score three points, and you will roll the bed and get out early."

Yan Jiudao's face became solemn, and he looked at Zhao Xiaoshuai and became angry: "This kind of competition is not something that fat people like you can play with."

Zhao Xiaoshuai tore off his coat and was still on the side, setting off his posture: "You will pay the price for your arrogance."

The referee walked up to him: "Prepare, start!"

From the beginning, the two of them quickly entered a stalemate state of fighting at a fast pace.

Zhao Yu opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe that the fat man was Zhao Xiaoshuai who silently said, silently said, not to encounter a strong team.

He thought Zhao Xiaoshuai was a very weak guy. Because he was afraid of a strong team, he hoped to encounter a weak team and make his school ranked high. But at this time, he realized that Zhao Xiaoshuai was not weak at all. Although he was very fat, he was extremely flexible and jumped at every turn, which made people frightened, but he seemed to be very skilled at these moves that fat people were not good at.

Yan Jiudao did not gain the upper hand when facing Zhao Xiaoshuai!

The deputy generals of Jixian No. 1 Middle School are so powerful, you can imagine that their team must be outrageously strong overall.

Zhao Yu even believed that according to the level shown by Zhao Xiaoshuai now, he was qualified to compete with people like Qingyu Case and Ship Crossing Combo. Of course, if those two guys use ancient martial arts skills, it would be a big deal.

"Hahaha, fat man, you are quite flexible!" Yan Jiudao said mockingly.

Zhao Xiaoshuai said angrily: "Stop quarrel, don't escape if you have the ability!"

Yao Xiaojing asked while sucking the drink with her habit: "Brother Zhao Yu, look, who can win?"

Zhao Yu bit his lip: "I hope it's that fat man, I think he should be able to win."

Qingyu Chou turned his head dissatisfiedly: "Are you blind? You are at this level? The fat man was run around by Yan Jiu's knife. In a few minutes, the fat man's physical strength will not be able to keep up. Please, you have to be brain-minded when watching the game, and tactics are the essence."

Zhao Yu silently said in his heart: Fatty, give me a sigh!
Chapter completed!