Sophomore?

"There are no students as spectators!"

Qin Rui glanced at the field, turned his head slightly and said to Zhao Rui.

The girl's fragrance spreads into the nose, making people feel happy.

"Have you had it before?"

Zhao Rui asked.

"Well, last year the school gathered a lot of students, not only Martial Arts Academy, but also students from other colleges and universities came to cheer, and there were even cheerleaders!"

Qin Rui said crisply, then slightly pursed his lips and sighed.

This time, that time.

While the two were talking, the leaders of the two schools walked in from the outside and sat in the front row near the ring.

"Dean Zhang, our two schools have a long history. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, they have been providing a large number of martial arts talents to Dongqi Province and even China... The 35th National Martial Arts Tournament will be held in March next year. We should strengthen exchanges and strive to achieve better results."

A man with a fat head and big ears, a silver face, and a flat nose smiled slightly and said to Dean Zhang beside him.

Dean Zhang is the dean of Dongqi University Martial Arts Academy. When he heard this fat man's words, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.

"Where, where, if we take into account Martial Arts Tournament's contribution in the past two years, you Dongyi has done better, Dean Sun, we should learn more from you and ask for advice."

"No matter what contribution or not, it is all about bringing talents to the country. Let's work together..."

Both parties exchanged a few words of polite politeness. Dean Sun wiped the sweat from the back of his neck, glanced at Training Ground and said, "Dean Zhang, although good work does not show simplicity to others, but the people are born in the endless meadows. I suggest that today's competition be dominated by sophomores."

"Mainly sophomore year?"

Dean Zhang's face darkened, and he secretly cursed this fat man for being sinister.

If you are a formal member, you may lose more and win less, but that only represents the present.

If you play as a sophomore and lose badly, you will lose your future.

"After all, sophomores have never been trained in a competition. It may be difficult for them to show their strength by preparing in such a hasty manner. Let's follow the usual practice!"

"Hey, that's why they need to work hard just now!"

"This..."

"Could it be that we, East University, have any inconvenience? That was really my fault."

Dean Sun Pili Yangqiu smiled.

Dean Zhang The corners of his mouth twitched, are you presumptuous, you fat man, don't you know?

"Nothing inconvenient."

Dean Zhang was heartbroken, turned to Wang Zhanshan and said, "Zhanshan, you have heard Dean Sun's suggestion, go and gather the students!"

Wang Zhanshan nodded, stood up and walked to the auditorium in the back row, calling out Li Xinran and other sophomores.

After glancing at Zhao Rui, I called him out as well.

There is no way, there are too few sophomores left. No matter how strong they are, let's make up the numbers first. Is Zhao Rui considered half a sophomore?

Seeing Wang Zhanshan calling him and others up, Li Xinran and others didn't know why, and thought they were asked to deal with some logistical matters.

After listening to Wang Zhanshan saying that they were going to compete in the competition, everyone was dumbfounded and could not close their mouths in shock.

Even Cao Guannan, who always shows off, was stunned and in disbelief.

"Me, we? Coach, are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding? You can just play freely. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose."

"The rules of the ring competition are that you are not allowed to attack vital parts, you are not allowed to use hidden weapons and other unconventional means, and you are not allowed to verbally abuse..."

Wang Zhanshan gave everyone a few instructions and took them to the waiting area behind the arena.

The regular team members who had been waiting here were also surprised when they saw this group of sophomores coming.

It was a pity that Wang Zhanshan had no time to talk to them. After leading the five sophomores plus Zhao Rui to the first row, he squatted down slightly and asked them one by one about their respective problems and problems.

It's a pity that he usually doesn't pay much attention to the sophomore students, and the few words he said were all empty talk.

When it came to Zhao Rui, he only said a simple sentence, "Just don't be nervous. Feel free to play."

Soon the sophomore students from Dongyi also walked over from the other side with vigorous steps and an imposing manner.

There were nearly fifteen or six people in the crowd.

The light array is much stronger than Dongqi University.

"Coach, what do you think our chances of winning are?"

Li Xinran touched his head covered with short hair and said with a stiff expression.

Wang Zhanshan glared at her, stood up and said, "Coach Zeng will bring Martial Arts Uniform over in a moment. When you hear the name, follow him to the ring. He will give you specific details."

After saying that, Wang Zhanshan stood up and left the waiting area.

There was obviously no joy on his face. Wang Zhanshan could actually understand Dongyi Academy's sudden attack.

After all, I have been suppressed by Dongqi University for so many years. Now that the situation has changed, I naturally want to be more public and express the grievances I have been feeling for many years.

Dongqi University's current situation is purely self-inflicted. Originally, even if Dongyi had recruited a lot of outstanding students over the years, the gap would not be so obvious.

It's a pity that the previous principal was an arrogant intellectual and he forced the school's martial arts academy into what it is now.

No more gossip!

Zhao Rui and the others waited for a while before Zeng Hongyi hurried over, followed by two staff members, both holding some Martial Arts Uniform in their hands.

"Don't be nervous. Once you get on stage, just practice like we usually do. Just think of how you were in high school and middle school, killing everyone."

Zeng Hongyi leaned down slightly, looked at everyone one by one, clapped his hands, and said, "Cheer up, you senior brothers and sisters, you must set an example for Zhao Rui! Come on, come on!"

After saying that, Zeng Hongyi gave everyone a high-five and cheered them up.

Zhao Rui Seeing that everyone's expressions were still a little "sluggish" and they hadn't recovered from the fact that "they were actually going to play", they stood up and approached the five people.

"Brothers and sisters, why are we nervous? The one who is nervous should be the other side."

Everyone was stunned and looked over.

"Think about it, if our skills are so poor, how could they know?"

After hearing Zhao Rui's words, everyone rolled their eyes with "unkindness".

"Look, if they lose, it's normal. If they win, they will be embarrassed. What are you afraid of? Just do it!"

"The worst case scenario is that people will die... ahem."

"Bah!"

Qin Rui spat at him with a blushing face.

"Uh, that's what it means. Haha. Come on, come on, come on, come on!"

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and placed it flat in front of everyone.

Zhang Kui and Li Xinran hummed and put their hands up, followed by Qin Rui and another boy.

Cao Guannan glanced at everyone, his eyes flashed sharply, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he also put his hand up.

"Fuck him!"

"Do it!"

"Do it!"

Even Qin Rui echoed in a low voice.

Zeng Hongyi watched the six people cheering and cheering as if no one else was around, and was a little stunned for a moment. He never expected that the "six people" turned out to be Zhao Rui, a freshman, who became the "core".

Interesting!

Regardless of the outcome, at least the team's soul has not been lost.

Zeng Hongyi couldn't help but feel a lot more at ease.

Just when the encouragement here ended and everyone came out of the changing room after changing their clothes, the temporary referee also stepped onto the ring and announced the formal convening of this martial arts exchange meeting.

"The first group of players consists of Dongqi University Li Xinran, playing against Pang Junze of Dongqi Art and Sports College."

As the referee announced the list of contestants, Li Xinran walked onto the ring amid the encouraging eyes and cheers of everyone.

At the same time, the opponent's opponent also stepped onto the ring. He was a sturdy boy about 1.7 meters tall, with a body full of tendons, which made him look particularly awkward.

Both sides clasped their fists and saluted, and with the whistle blowing, the game officially began.

Both sides were relatively cautious at the beginning, basically recruiting young people, but their strength had returned, and they mainly focused on a test.

After a few tests, the short and stocky boy had an idea in his mind, and his face condensed. In an instant, his arms were bent like bows and arrows, and his right hand was clenched, ready to go. His left arm was raised on the central axis of the body, with the fist pointed outward, like a tiger waiting for an opportunity to move down the mountain.

"Tiger Rampage Dragon Form Fist!"

The boy shouted loudly, followed by a burst of tiger and leopard thunder in Li Xinran's ears. His figure was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

Suddenly he pounced on Li Xinran.

Li Xinran never expected that the opponent would also launch a "sound wave" type of attack, and he immediately felt refreshed. Fortunately, Dongqi Martial Arts Team's team members joined the team and learned from Calming Heart Art. Their spirits were quite strong, and after a slight hesitation, they woke up.

In just the blink of an eye, the opponent's fist was already in front of him.

Li Xinran had no time to dodge, so he had to raise his arms, secretly using Hunyuan Internal Energy to withstand the opponent's punch.

Suddenly, a huge force came from her arm, like the impact of a heavy truck, and she was knocked away in a horizontal motion.

Li Xinran was in the air, using Flying Swallow Leap, his figure flipped around, his feet were a little on the pillars at the edge of the ring, and he used his strength to relieve his force, and then spun back to the ring.

"Well done, senior sister!"

Zhao Rui and others in the audience cheered.

Li Xinran felt secretly sad, what a good beating, her arms were still trembling a little.

The short boy didn't talk nonsense. As soon as he landed a move, he took another move. With mysterious steps under his feet, his body seemed to shrink into an inch, and he suddenly rushed towards Li Xinran.

Li Xinran was prepared at this time and quickly used Primordial Chaos Palm to fight with the opponent.

"Senior sister's Primordial Chaos Palm has not yet reached the point where both strength and softness are combined. I am afraid it will be difficult to withstand the opponent's fierce punches."

"Well, Li Xinran has to find a way to avoid its sharp edge. Use Flying Swallow Leap more often to increase the distance and create time for the enemy to open the door."

Everyone below was watching Li Xinran's match in the ring, and they were even more immersed in it than if they were actually there.

In the first row of the auditorium, at the leadership seat, Dean Sun nodded with a smile and said, "Is this female classmate of yours doing very well?"

"You still need more training. You can't compare to this boy from your school. He is already a Level Seven peak warrior, right?"

Don't hit the smiling person. Since Dean Sun praised his students, he must praise him in return, both rationally and emotionally.

"It's already the eighth level and the intermediate level."

Sun Yuanxiao said with a smile.

Dean Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened. When he looked at the arena again, something had happened suddenly.

I saw that Li Xinran, who had always used his body skills to stay one or two body positions away from the opponent, was actually approached by the opponent in an instant.

Then the opponent launched two sets of consecutive punches. Li Xinran had no time to take precautions and was severely knocked away.

This time, without waiting for her body shape to change, the opponent still rushed forward, grabbed her ankles, and threw her directly to the ground.

There was a loud banging sound.

This time, the entire Training Ground could hear it clearly.

Everyone watching the battle in the audience was dumbfounded, especially the people at Dongqi University, whose expressions instantly became ugly.

At this moment, the referee hurriedly stepped forward, pushed the short and sturdy boy away, and then raised the number to Li Xinran, who was lying on the ground unconscious.

"What else are you counting!"

Dean Zhang was furious, scolded, and asked Wang Zhanshan to rush to the ring and check the situation of Li Xinran.

"Why is this kid so careless about his actions? He doesn't know how to give way to girls."

Dean Sun on the side looked annoyed and said helplessly.

"Dean, I never thought she would be so inexperienced!"

When the short and stocky boy heard this, he looked aggrieved. But as soon as these words came out, Dongqi University everyone's expressions became even uglier.

On the ring, Wang Zhanshan recuperated Li Xinran's energy for a moment, and the medical workers who had been waiting also rushed to the ring.

Li Xinran, who had woken up slowly, was put on a stretcher and Training Ground was taken out.

"Be careful with your moves. Don't do anything lightly. We are all from the same school. Were you fighting to the death at that time?"

Dean Sun cleared his throat and scolded everyone at Dongqi Art and Sports Academy.

After scolding him, he said with a smile, "Dean Zhang, where shall we continue?"

"Well, keep going!"

Dean Zhang responded with a gloomy face.

The game continues to start.

The next person to appear is the sophomore boy who is on the same team as Zhao Rui.

It seemed that he was frightened by what happened to Li Xinran. The boy was so timid that he did not dare to take action as soon as he came up to him.

After waiting for the opponent to take action, he didn't even have to resist a few moves before his opponent swept his legs and knocked him to the ground.

Looking at the results on the field, Dean Zhang's face turned even darker.

Even Wang Zhanshan on the side looked ashamed and a little at a loss.

"Brother Wang, stand up and think about how we usually fight. Just think of him as me!"

Zhao Rui in the audience shouted anxiously to the sophomore brother on the stage.

As if he heard the voice of Zhao Rui, when the referee counted the seconds, the boy gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground.

"Fuck!"

Wang Xuege, who had always been silent and had no sense of presence, unexpectedly cursed.

"Zhao Rui you bastard!"

Wang Xuege shouted, and then used the Prajna Palm method, using extremely tricky and weird moves to hit the opponent.

"..."

Zhao Rui in the audience has a black hair. You think of him as me, but I didn't let you scold me too!

Qin Rui and others, who were originally feeling heavy because of Li Xinran's injury, were also amused by his operation and couldn't help but smile.

"After the second move of Prajna Palm, is this move followed? Why is it different from the drill?"

The boy from Dongyi opposite was about to resist when he suddenly realized that Wang Xuege's move had turned into a change of move that he had never considered.

Suddenly he was slightly startled and dodged away.

When Wang Xuege saw that the move was effective, he was very happy and quickly used Prajna Palm, which he usually practiced with Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui already knows Prajna Palm well, so when sparring with them, he can always predict the enemy's opportunities, leaving the sophomore group of senior brothers and sisters in a hurry.

Later, they had to rack their brains to think of some weird and strange moves to deal with Zhao Rui.

Prajna Palm originally pays attention to the realm of being empty but not empty, and not being empty but being empty.

After a lot of back and forth, everyone came up with some different moves from the regular Prajna Palm.

(End of chapter)