Chapter 53 Withdrawal "Whoever can guess Instructor Lin's thoughts will have a certain advantage." Director Yang said to Sun Jingping with a serious expression. Obviously, he must understand Lin Xiangyun's intention. No matter what, he can become the director, which means he has a certain level of ability. Sun Jingping nodded to show his approval. Director Yang added: "But Principal Sun, there won't be any trouble, right? Although we signed a letter of responsibility when we enrolled in the martial arts school, some parents..." Sun Jingping snorted and reluctantly said, "You, you just think too much. Have you carefully read the explanation clauses issued by the Ministry of Superpowers? Is the purpose of selecting extraordinary people to train young masters? Whoever has objections should stop practicing. Besides, with Xiaolin watching over it, nothing will go wrong. It's nothing to be afraid of a minor injury. It will happen sooner or later." He still saved his face by not raising his voice too high, so Director Yang had no choice but to nod in agreement. At this time, the two people on the field have already moved away, ready to fight at any time. Zheng Tian found that facing Xiong Zhangling, who was almost meters tall, the pressure on the court was much greater than before. Qiao Zihao could definitely empathize with this. Facing those who were seriously participating in the selection, Xiong Zhangling became more serious. He started more than twice as fast as the previous game and rushed to the front immediately.
With the previous experience of Qiao Zihao as a lesson, Zheng Tian naturally didn't dare to rush forward foolishly. He started to run. thump. Xiong Zhangling took a step and leaped out from mid-air, blocking the way ahead like a triple jump, followed by a roundhouse kick. Zheng Tian was shocked. He didn't expect that under the same realm, the difference of a Gangqiao would be so huge. He couldn't dodge in time and could only bend his arms to defend. Bang. The power coming from his arms could not be faked. After staggering back a few steps, he could no longer maintain his balance, but he barely managed to avoid falling down. At this moment, Xiong Zhangling was like an evil ghost, following closely and arriving as expected. "I surrender!" When the fist was two inches away from Zheng Tian's chest, he gave up. There is no need to risk getting injured in a game that is impossible to win. Zheng Tian looked at Lin Xiangyun, who nodded, indicating that he could leave. "Next one, Class 25, Sun Jinxuan." Without any pause, the second round of the challenge began immediately. "Next one, Class 36, Wang Li." "Next one, Class 69, Gao Yunfei." "Next one, Class 58, Song Ling." In more than ten minutes, Xiong Zhangling defeated five different opponents, and the venue fell silent again. These five people were different from Qiao Zihao who was obviously joking. They were at least in the top three in each class, but after the round-robin battle, they all lost.
I don't know when Old Wu got together with Zhang Gangqiang. “It’s a huge difference.” "You can't admit defeat!" "I didn't say I was going to give up, I just said the gap was huge." “Even if the gap is big, we can’t admit defeat.” "Did I say that? Oh, forget it. Look on the bright side, that little bear isn't in good shape either." At this time, Xiong Zhangling on the field had his chest heaving, his clothes soaked with sweat, and he was taking advantage of the brief break during the substitution to stretch his leg muscles. Even though he had won five games in a row, proving that he was indeed much stronger than the average top student, it also cost him a lot of energy, and his muscles were a little over-strained. "Next one, Class 1, Le Mingrui." Lin Xiangyun read out the next name. Chen Mo was originally chatting with Huang Rui and Qiao Zihao. When they heard the name, the three of them raised their heads. "Come on." "Squad leader, you can definitely win." Le Mingrui was obviously a little nervous, because as long as he went on the court, it meant an inevitable failure, unless he could defeat everyone by himself. Glancing at his state, Lin Xiangyun was not surprised. He had deliberately created such pressure, and in his opinion, it was still a far cry from a truly stressful environment. Le Mingrui took a deep breath, walked to the other side, saluted, and began to back away. The two orifices on his body are the spiritual orifice and the bright orifice. The difference between him and Xiong Zhangling is that he is more flexible, but slightly inferior in physique. He collected himself. No matter how you put it, the matchup is between the strongest and the weakest, and the advantage is on me! "start!" As the signal was given, the two charged again. Xiong Zhangling is not a man with great strength but no brains. He has a very clear mind and knows that he is not in good condition, so he used all his strength from the beginning and tried to end the battle as soon as possible. He didn't know how long he could last, but it was always good to win one more game. Of course, Le Mingrui was also aware of the other party's thoughts. However, he did not think of using the opponent's physical disadvantage to drag down the opponent, but instead went forward to meet the attack like Qiao Zihao did before. "Ah, the monitor just can't get over it." Qiao Zihao covered his face in pain, as if he was the one about to be beaten on the court. Chen Mo said, "No, he is not desperate. If he wins by delaying the game, although it is very stable, he will also consume a lot of physical strength, which will be very disadvantageous for the next competition." Qiao Zihao said, "But just now Instructor Lin said that fighting Xiong Zhangling in close combat would be courting death." Chen Mo said, "Instructor Lin is right. You are courting death if you fight Xiong Zhangling in close combat." Qiao Zihao narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why am I the one, but the squad leader isn't?"
"Because he is the first and you are the ninth." ".You are so direct." "I'm just kidding." "Haha, good brother." "In fact, it's because he has mastered the spiritual orifice, while you know nothing." ".Let's just watch the game." On the field, Xiong Zhangling had already fought several close combat moves with Le Mingrui. He knew that he was at the end of his strength, so he became ruthless at the last moment. "drink--" A roar spread throughout the entire martial arts hall, and he clenched his hands into cannon hammers and smashed out fiercely. This was a life-and-death attack. After this, regardless of success or failure, he would not be able to face the next enemy. However, because of this, the attack was so powerful and so fast that if one was not careful one would be hit directly and suffer serious injuries. Even Lin Xiangyun handed the pen in his right hand to his left hand so that he could use it free and be ready to save people at any time to avoid serious injuries. But the next second, he took the pen back, because Le Mingrui stomped his feet on the ground and flew into the air, barely avoiding the cannon hammer. He also stepped heavily on the opponent's arms and jumped behind Xiong Zhangling. thump. With one strike of his palm, Xiong Zhangling fell to the ground, and the winner was decided. There was sparse applause from the sidelines. The move was handled beautifully and was quite entertaining to watch. "Great!" Qiao Zihao couldn't help but shout, and Old Wu also felt relieved. Chen Mo said: "The squad leader has hardly suffered any injuries and has not consumed much physical strength. He can still win in the next game." At this time, Lin Xiangyun directly announced: "Next, Zhang Qingsong from Class 42." Chen Mo: "Withdraw." (End of this chapter)