Chapter 382: Crazy smash

Dewey refused and refused to admit that he had lost.
Not just a freshman, no matter how much he refuses, he can't help himself.
Hearing that Han Yan and others were angry.
It is your own shame to make a gambling contract with a newcomer, even if you lose yourself, you will not admit it, and you will even export slander.
Stolen from Elder Qiu?
Can a freshman steal something from Elder Qiu in Holy King Realm?
Can you make such a ridiculous excuse? Do you still have a face?
Mu Yu said coldly, "Kneel down and bow your head a hundred times."
"I didn't lose, why do I kneel."
Dewey showed disdain, and then put on a charity tone: "Forget it, I think you are still a freshman, and I don't care about you, but you pay attention to it later, not the temper of every old student They're all as good as I am. "
ridiculous! Obviously he lost by himself, but also showed his generosity and betrayed you.
After speaking, Dewey turned around and prepared to leave.
Mu Yu had expected that Dewey would not fulfill his bet. Seeing that Dewey was about to leave, Mu Yu stepped out, and his body moved directly ten meters away, blocking Dewey.
How wonderful Mu Yu ’s body style and kung fu made all the people in the hall's eyes bright.
Han Mimei also flashed a glimmer of wonder, not sure what she was thinking.
"What do you want to do?"
Dewey saw that Mu Yu dared to stop himself, and could not help but anger, sharpened his throat and scolded.
"Please fulfill your bet!" Mu Yu's voice remained calm.
"I didn't lose, what did I do? You have such a courage to bully me!" Dewey was furious.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slatter sounded, and a red handprint appeared on Dewey's left face.
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A freshman slaps a slap in the face of the famous Dewey.
Everyone in the hall was stunned by Mu Yu's actions.
Dewey covered his cheek, but he couldn't react for a while, and couldn't believe what had just happened.
Then, anger raged from his chest, and his entire face frowned, hysterically: "Boy, you're looking for death!"
After that, he directly raised his fist and smashed into Mu Yu, this fist contained anger.
Mu Yu's body shifted slightly, and she swung directly to avoid the punch, and then swept her right leg to sweep Dewey directly to the ground.
Next, Mu Yu was stunned, and grabbed Dewey's hair, along with his head, slammed into the ground fiercely.
Dewey was struggling in anger and pain, but Mu Yu's hands were holding him firmly like iron tongs, making him completely unable to break free.
"once!"
"twice!"
"three times!"
Every time he hit the ground, Mu Yu counted it once.
It wasn't until a hundred times before Mu Yu loosened his hair.
At this point, Dewey's entire face was completely obscure and miserable, like a death row prisoner who had been abused.
"hiss!"
The audience around saw Dewey look like this and could not help but take a breath.
"Let me go. Is he a freshman? I look like a demon."
"Dewey has no resistance in the face of this freshman. The cultivation of this freshman is so horrible!"
"This boy looks weak and weak, and humans and animals are harmless. I didn't expect to be so cruel from the start."
"But I think Dewey deserves it too, and let him bully people in the spirit house all day. Now he's hitting hard bones."
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