Chapter 787: President of Wushu Club 2

Chu Muyue left after speaking. After a moment of stunned Weng Mingcheng, he hurriedly went to stop Chu Muyue.

However, when he took a step, a calculation flashed across Weng Mingcheng's face, and he raised his hand to attack the back of Chu Muyue's hand.

Chu Muyue felt a strong wind blowing from her back, holding the book in her hand, and leaning sideways to avoid Weng Mingcheng's attack.

When Weng Mingcheng saw Chu Muyue's behavior, he was taken aback again, and then his face showed a look of joy, "Haha, Chu Muyue, you are so amazing, you know that I am doing you! You are such a good skill! , It would be too awkward not to join our martial arts club!"

Chu Muyue glanced at Weng Mingcheng coldly, knowing that he didn't really want to hurt herself, and didn't say anything, so she turned and left again.

However, Weng Mingcheng still didn't want to let Chu Muyue go.

"Chu Muyue, if you don't want to join the martial arts club, defeat me!" Weng Mingcheng hurriedly yelled when he saw that Chu Muyue was leaving again.

Weng Mingcheng had already attacked Chu Muyue directly.

Chu Muyue stepped back, avoiding Weng Mingcheng's fist, looking up at him, and asking, "What you said is true? As long as I defeat you, I don't need to join the martial arts club?"

"Yes, as long as I defeat me, I won't drag you into the martial arts club!" Weng Mingcheng nodded, still attacking Chu Muyue.

However, the more he attacked, the more depressed and frightened Weng Mingcheng, and he didn't expect Chu Muyue to avoid his attack so easily.

Chu Muyue nodded and said, "Okay, you said it yourself. If you pester me again, I won't be merciful!"

When the voice fell, Chu Muyue turned her wrists in reverse, patted the side of the stack of books in her hand, and the stacks of books were inverted in the air, and then fell toward the ground, accurately falling on the stone on the edge of the flower bed, and did not fall. under.

And Chu Muyue had also taken a shot, raised her hand, and easily grasped Weng Mingcheng's fist that was struck toward him.

Weng Mingcheng's wrist was grasped by Chu Muyue, and he subconsciously wanted to pull it away, but found that Chu Muyue's hands were like iron tongs, and couldn't pull it out.

Unable to pull it out, she used her other hand to attack Chu Muyue again.

Chu Muyue wiped the ground with her right shoe and took a big step to the side. She squatted slightly, and when she used her arms, she flew Weng Ming into a hundred kilograms of body.

With a "touch", Weng Mingcheng fell to the ground like a crab. He couldn't get up anymore, and his eyes were staring. It was obvious that this fall was not a light one!

Chu Muyue patted her hands and looked at Weng Mingcheng who fell on the ground. The corners of her mouth rose, "This is what you said. I have defeated you. You must never come to trouble me again in the future, otherwise, I will not Mind letting you taste what it's like to fall apart!"

After speaking, he directly picked up the book on the side of the flower bed and walked towards the teaching building in his arms.

Weng Mingcheng fell to the ground, screaming in his mouth, with painful expressions on his face, this is simply torture!

He didn't expect that he would be so unhelpful, and Chu Muyue would be thrown out by Chu Muyue. If he let others know, he would have lost his face.

"Who is this Chu Muyue? How can he be so good!" Weng Mingcheng supported his waist and got up from the ground with a depressed expression on his face.