School Competition

"Feng Zhi! I'll kill you!!"

Vegetable soup flowed down from the top of her head. The girl rubbed her eyes randomly and smelled the smell of oil!

Her frosty dress was stained by the turbid yellow vegetable soup. There were a few vegetable leaves hanging on her shoulders and between her eyebrows. She was in an extremely sorry state!

She tried her best to take them off, but she realized that her vision was blurry. Her hands felt sticky and she kept retching!

The students who wanted to watch the show were stunned by the turn of events, but in the next second, they felt pity and pity for her. They started to laugh softly as if they were watching a good show.

There were even a few people who covered their noses and mouths as they looked at her with disdain.

"You're courting death!" The girl picked up her long sword and charged straight at Feng Zhi.