Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

Su Wan carefully observed Wei Hu's fighting style and found that his fighting style was extremely despicable. He specialized in attacking when the opponent was not paying attention, attacking from behind, and even using the blind spot of the opponent to punch his fist without restraint.    

    

Furthermore, big brother, can you hide your saber a little more clearly... He had already printed out the outline of his boots!    

    

The other party's mentality was somewhat shattered by his sinister actions, and he was forced to retreat in defeat. He had been trying to guess where he would attack next, but gradually, he was unable to do so. He placed his center of gravity on defense, so he did not use the strength of his upper limbs when he punched. This was the biggest flaw of a boxer.    

    

How could Wei Hu not see such a flaw? He punched his opponent in the fatal spot where his opponent was weak, and his opponent fell heavily to the ground.    

    

"Ten, nine..." The host began counting down. In fact, he did not even need to do this. He knew that the final result would definitely be Wei Hu's. He was tired of counting down!    

    

The person on the ground heard the countdown and was about to get up when Wei Hu rushed up and held him down. While he was still struggling, he took out the knife hidden in his boots and stabbed at him.    

    

Blood instantly burst out from his body and splashed onto Wei Hu's body, dyeing him red.    

    

"Trash." Wei Hu still had his blood on him, dripping down bit by bit. However, he seemed to like the feeling of being bathed in blood, and his expression became excited.    

    

The person lying on the ground had long lost consciousness. He was called down by the host to be carried down.    

    

"The winner of this arena competition is Wei Hu!"    

    

When the audience heard this news, they cheered.    

    

"I knew Wei Hu would win!"    

    

"I bet right. Hahaha, I won! "    

    

When Wei Hu heard these words on the stage, his proud expression was obvious. He clamored, "Didn't you say Flying Fish was very powerful? Call him over. I want to fight him!"    

    

"F * ck, this person is really shameless!" Qin Qing sneered.    

    

"Are the people below the stage blind? Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the other party was drugged. This kind of unfair winning method, how can they still have the face to call Nian Nian to fight him? I'm afraid he's not a retard! "    

    

Fortunately, the people below the stage were all immersed in the joyous atmosphere. No one cared what she said, or else they would have been surrounded a long time ago.    

    

When they heard the name Flying Fish, the audience went silent for a moment before they started discussing.    

    

"Who was Wei Hu talking about? Why haven't I heard of him before?"    

    

"Tsk, even Flying Fish doesn't know? He was a big shot who won 28 matches in a row back then, but unfortunately, I haven't seen him for a year. "    

    

"F * ck me... Are you for real? Twenty-eight matches, is he human... "    

    

"I heard he's a woman!"    

    

"What? I've seen flying fish in competitions. It's clearly a man, but he still has long chest hair! "    

    

"Could it be... a transvestite?"    

    

Su Wan's lips twitched. She was forced to bear with having long chest hair. What the hell was a transvestite?    

    

When she fought in the arena back then, it was only because her hair was not long... How did she become a transvestite?    

    

Su Wan was listening with interest when she caught a glimpse of the person in the arena stepping down. She turned her head and saw that it was Wei Hu.    

    

"Qingqing, Si Quan." Her big black and white eyes wandered for a while and revealed a sly smile, like a child who was going to play pranks.    

    

"Let's go, catch up!"    

    

"What are we going to do?"    

    

Qin Qing and Si Quan looked at her strangely.    

    

"Go and beat the rats."