This Curse Is Just Awesome Chapter 93 - College Entrance Exam Finals! (3)

Chapter 93 - College Entrance Exam Finals! (3)

Finally.

w.a.n.g Baoqiang was still forced off the stage by Chen Yu and was declared as defeated.

Originally, in w.a.n.g Baoqiang's plan, it should have been like this first, then like this, then like this again, and finally like this again...

Even if he didn't win, he could at least fight 50-50 with Chen Yu and struggle for a while. It could be considered that he didn't let down his status as the top scholar in the liberal arts.

However, he did not expect Chen Yu to be so shameless. He relied on his speed and strength to forcefully take him down...

Under the faint cheers of the audience, Chen Yu walked off the stage.

w.a.n.g Baoqiang ran over immediately and gave him a thumbs up. "Ning Zhenxing."

"Sigh." Chen Yu waved his hand humbly. "There's no Ning Xing."

"You can even use such methods. Ning is the crystallization of human wisdom."

"Ning isn't bad either." Chen Yu became even more modest. "Ning is the stone of human wisdom."

w.a.n.g Baoqiang: "..."

Realizing that he didn't have an advantage in language, w.a.n.g Baoqiang left rationally.

"Congratulations!"

The princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School rushed over and hugged Chen Yu intimately. While waving to the reporters and crowd around him, he said excitedly, "The champion of odd number group has been won."

"The next step is the champion."

"That's right! The next step is the champion."

Walking back to the waiting area of No. 7 High School, the princ.i.p.al personally helped Chen Yu sit down and ma.s.saged his shoulders. "Your tactical arrangements for this match are really too good. It's no less than crouching dragon and phoenix chick!"

Chen Yu: "...I feel like you're scolding me."

The princ.i.p.al was stunned. "Ah?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. The champion of the even-numbered group should be Bahuang Yao. Do you have any suggestions for beating her up?"

The princ.i.p.al: "I suggest that you don't underestimate her."

Chen Yu: "I suggest that you cut the c.r.a.p."

The princ.i.p.al: "Then I suggest that you end this quickly and not give her the chance to use her clan's talent."

Hearing this, Chen Yu nodded. "I plan to do the same. Do you know much about the Bahuang clan? Tell me more about the uniqueness of their clansmen."

"Wait a moment." The princ.i.p.al's expression was solemn. He took out his smartphone, opened Baidu, and entered the words 'What's with the talent of the Bahuang clan?'

Chen Yu: "..."

"Found it, the Bahuang clan's..."

"Then don't say anymore." Chen Yu grabbed the phone. "I can read faster by myself."

Clicking on the encyclopedia, library, and forum, Chen Yu quickly scrolled through the screen. Not long after, he understood the history of the Bahuang clan, its composition, its area of influence, its national treatment, as well as important members and other information.

The ancestral name of the Bahuang family seemed to be Li.

Because the PPARA gene of the tribesmen had a genetic mutation, when combined with Qi stimulation of one to eight acupoints around the dantian, it could increase the amount of cyclones when adrenaline was secreted in large amounts and the body was overreacting.

Therefore, the family name was changed to Bahuang.

Bahuang referred to the eight acupoints near the dantian.

If the members of the Bahuang family wanted to use this talent, they needed to meet the following conditions.

First, the mutation of the PPARA gene. (The mutation rate of this gene is very high among the members of the Bahuang clan.)

Second, a large amount of adrenaline is secreted, and the body has a strong chemical reaction to stress. (Injuries, emotional agitation, or the use of drugs are required.)

Third, the ability to stimulate the acupuncture points near the dantian. And the more acupuncture points stimulated, the greater the increase in strength. (Usually only four acupuncture points can be stimulated. The best can stimulate six acupuncture points. In the history of the Bahuang clan, only a few people have the talent to stimulate eight acupuncture points.)

As a price, after a large increase in strength, the body will quickly overdraw.

Because the College Entrance Examination compet.i.tion does not allow the use of drugs such as adrenaline, if she wanted to use her talent, Bahuang Yao could only choose to be injured.

The more serious the injury, the greater the body's self-stress reaction, and the more adrenaline will be produced.

These 'raw materials' were used by Bahuang Yao to 'burn' and stimulate more acupoints.

According to the information published on the internet, combined with the state of Bahuang Yao against Zhao Mucha, Chen Yu deduced that Bahuang Yao had stimulated less than four acupoints at that time.

This was because when the number of acupoints stimulated reached more than five, the appearance would undergo irreversible changes.

"This... is really magical."

Turning off his phone and putting it into his pocket, Chen Yu looked at Bahuang Yao who walked onto the stage and sighed at the precision of the princ.i.p.al's words.

"Tragic."

"Indeed tragic..."

Adrenaline could still be casually bought, but the body's chemical stress reaction could only be activated when one was injured.

This meant that in order to increase their combat strength, the Bahuang family could only take the initiative to get injured.

The more tragic the injury, the more vicious the beating...

"What a naked berserker."

Retracting his gaze, Chen Yu looked at the princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School. "I've decided to kill her in one hit. I won't give her the chance to get seriously injured."

"Sure." The princ.i.p.al nodded.

"It's also a good choice to knock her out of the ring."

"Great." The princ.i.p.al nodded.

"If we don't attack, we can just throw her away. It's a better idea."

"That's right." The princ.i.p.al nodded.

"Do you have any other ideas?" Chen Yu asked, "We can use it together."

"...I just want my phone back now."

...

Ten minutes later, the final of the even-numbered group was decided.

As expected, it was Bahuang Yao who won.

Her opponent's strength in this match was not bad, but his mentality was obviously not as good as Zhao Mucha's.

Seeing Bahuang Yao charging forward covered in blood, he was immediately thrown into chaos. The experienced Bahuang Yao seized the loophole and cleanly won.

"The winner, Bahuang Yao!"

Following the Chief Examiner's announcement, the entire crowd burst into thunderous applause.

They did not know the inside story of Bahuang Yao. All they saw was a young girl who had shed her blood for the champions.h.i.+p..

"The contestants will rest for two hours before the finals."

After helping Bahuang Yao up, the Chief Examiner's expression was calm. "Do you want to forfeit?"

"No, I want to heal myself and continue the compet.i.tion." Bahuang Yao bit her lips.

"Sure." The Chief Examiner waved his hand and called the medical team over. "The treatment time is only two hours."

"That's enough. Thank... Thank you..."

When the medical staff carried the stretcher past Chen Yu, Bahuang Yao suddenly turned her head and looked at Chen Yu with a complicated expression.

Chen Yu: "..."

Bahuang Yao: "..."

Chen Yu: "...The color of your lipstick is really not bad."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Bahuang Yao was just about to open her mouth when she choked. She was in so much pain that she kept coughing.

"Why are you always spouting nonsense with that mouth of yours?" The doctor was furious.

"Because I don't know how to say it with my b.u.t.t either."

"Are you scolding me?"

"Why?" Chen Yu was puzzled. "The word 'b.u.t.t' resonates with your brain?"

"..." The doctor's face turned red. "I was waiting for you to get injured."

"You might as well wait for the national football team to enter the World Cup."

"..." The doctor was silent for a moment before shaking Chen Yu's hand. "If you scold the national football team, then we'll be fine. We'll have dinner together when we have time."

"Alright! Good brother!"

...

Two hours pa.s.sed in the blink of an eye.

When Bahuang Yao came out, she looked like she had already recovered.

However, her face was a little paler.

"Go on stage." The princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School patted Chen Yu's shoulder. "Come on!"

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" In the audience stands, Chen Siwen took the lead in cheering. It attracted more and more audience members to join in the cheering.

"Come on!"

"Come on! Come on..."

In the end, the neat slogan resounded throughout the entire venue.

It was like a tsunami, mobilizing everyone's adrenaline.

The authorities also appropriately lit the fireworks.

Amidst the exploding fireworks, the final of the Qingcheng College Entrance Examination...

Officially began.