บท 223: Don't Tell Me You're a Sore Loser

After saying that, he even flung the hula hoop in his hand to the ground.

The girls' joyous smiles instantly evaporated. They were angry and glared at the boys, while the students of Class 9 were even more furious.

They walked towards the middle of the field.

"What is this idiot talking about?!"

"Today, I'll teach him how to speak properly!"

However, before they could reach him, Lu Ning raised her hand and threw the hula hoop in her hand over the boy's head. It passed through his body and landed on the ground.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They looked at the boy's feet that were wrapped in the hula hoop, then at Lu Ning.

Lu Ning stared at him with a gaze as cold as ice.

"First, the rules say that only the first person in the team can touch it with their hand. Did you see the other people in our team touch it with their hands?"

She asked directly. The boy wanted to divert the topic. "But you guys are…"