Jiang City No. 1 High School.
Today, the entire campus is filled with an atmosphere of restlessness and tension.
The on-campus selection of Alliance Primary and Middle School Martial Arts Tournament has officially begun.
For senior high school students, this is almost their last chance to prove themselves in a large official competition before taking the martial arts college entrance examination.
If you miss it, there will be a gap in your martial arts resume that is difficult to fill.
Therefore, no one dares to take it lightly, and no one is willing to miss it.
Martial Arts Room No. 082.
The heavy protective gear could not isolate the heavy breathing, and the reverberation of metal collision echoed in the closed venue.
Two figures wearing full protective gear were engaged in a fierce confrontation in the field. Their faces were completely covered by the helmets, leaving only a pair of eyes, revealing completely different emotions.
"Come again!"
One of the figures was particularly tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall with shoes on, and a silver gun in his hand produced dazzling gunfire.
He stepped forward continuously, his body looked like a swimming dragon, and his spear shot out like lightning, piercing his opponent's heart.
Fast! Accurate! Cruel!
However, the figure opposite him, who was only over 1.7 meters tall, was as steady as Bedrock.
Faced with this desperate and fierce attack, he used his bare hands and did not dodge or evade, but took a step forward to face the tip of the spear.
Just when the sharp tip of the spear was about to touch the chest protector, his palm cut into the attack path of the gun barrel at an angle that ordinary people could not understand.
There was no loud noise from a head-on collision, the fist just lightly brushed against the barrel of the gun.
The next moment, a strange spiral dark energy flowed upstream along the tough gun body without any warning!
"Not good!"
The tall figure holding the gun felt a sharp shock from the tiger's mouth, and a powerful force surged down his arm, making his fingers numb.
"Clang!"
The silver gun flew out of his hand, drew a weak arc in the air, and hit the floor in the distance. The sound it made was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart.
Wang Jian Slowly retracted his palms, his chest rose and fell, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air.
His Yellow-Black Fist is almost complete, and even without using the special power of "Mystic Rock Bone", it is more than enough to deal with opponents of this level.
"Accept." He calmly uttered two words.
Opposite him, a tall figure took off his helmet, revealing a face dripping with sweat and full of helplessness.
His name is Qu Yang, and he is a senior in high school.
"It's this strange force of counterattack again... Wang Jian, I am convinced of the defeat."
He stared blankly at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly. The tiger's mouth had cracked open, and traces of blood oozed out.
Weapons are an extension of a warrior's arms, every inch longer and every inch stronger.
Wang Jian's bare hands gave him all the advantages of weapons, but he still lost, and he lost with the same move every time.
That concussive force that could not be defended at all, if this was on a real battlefield, he would probably be a cold corpse at this moment.
The referee teacher walked in, took a look at the scene on the field, and announced loudly, "Second grade, Wang Jian wins!"
Qu Yang Hearing this, his body inevitably swayed and he leaned against the wall, his eyes dim.
Last year, in his sophomore year of high school, he was so high-spirited that he finally lost to the top senior in his senior year.
This year, in his senior year of high school, he thought it would be his turn to qualify, but he was crushed cleanly by a sophomore in high school.
His Alliance Grand Competition road ends here.
Under the leadership of the referee teacher, Wang Jian came to the principal's office.
When he opened the door, he was slightly startled.
In addition to the fat principal who smiled like Maitreya Buddha, there was already someone standing by the window.
Someone actually ended the battle faster than him?
It was a girl, with her back to him, wearing a neat white training uniform, with a simple ponytail, and a slim and tall figure.
As if she noticed someone coming in, she turned around and glanced lightly.
Wang Jian followed his eyes and looked over.
Very pretty girl, but that's not the point.
The key point is that her eyes are as calm as a deep pool, without any liveliness or curiosity that a high school student should have, as if nothing in the world can stir up waves in her heart.
Wang Jian said hello to the principal, then found a seat and sat down by himself, but he was thinking about the origin of this girl.
Not long after, another senior came in. She had a strong figure and a heroic spirit between her brows. She was the recognized top player in the third grade of high school, Ye Xunxue.
When Ye Xunxue saw Wang Jian, he nodded in a friendly manner. When his eyes swept over the strange girl by the window, he couldn't help but pause for two seconds.
When the principal saw everyone had arrived, he stood up with a smile.
"Come, let's get to know our future comrades."
He first pointed at Ye Xunxue: "Ye Xunxue, who is in the third year of high school, is our school's number one spearhead, a veteran and strong person, no need for me to introduce you, right?"
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Then, he patted Wang Jian on the shoulder again, his tone full of admiration. "Wang Jian, a sophomore in high school, possesses a special physique. Yellow-Black Fist has beaten all the invincible opponents in the grade with one hand. Today, he even defeated the seniors in the senior year of high school. What a formidable young man!"
Wang Jian and Ye Xunxue both smiled politely and waited for the principal to introduce the last person.
"The last one," the principal paused deliberately, let it slip, and turned his attention to the girl who had always been quiet, "Is the new classmate who just transferred to our school, a freshman in high school, Qiu Yashuang."
Freshman year of high school?
Wang Jian and Ye Xunxue looked at each other, both a little surprised.
The smile on the principal's face grew wider. He cleared his throat and said shockingly, "Xiaoye, Xiaowang, you two, don't rely on us just because you are seniors."
"In the next competition, I'm afraid... you will have to rely on this school girl!"
"Rely on?" Ye Xunxue's confident smile faltered slightly.
Wang Jian also frowned. No matter how talented a freshman in high school is, how strong can he be?
The principal seemed satisfied with the two people's reactions and slowly dropped the bombshell.
"Qiu has just transferred here, and the school hasn't had time to give her a comprehensive strength evaluation. However, based on her self-reported cultivation..."
He looked at the two people's tense expressions with a smile and said word by word.
"Amateur 8th Dan."
The air in the office suddenly solidified.
Wang Jian The body that was leaning on the back of the chair a second ago suddenly sat upright.
The polite smile on Ye Xunxue's face completely froze, and for the first time, his eyes showed disbelief.
Amateur 8th Dan?
Freshman year of high school?!
The air seemed to freeze the moment Wang Jian and Ye Xunxue heard the words "amateur eight-dan".
Wang Jian His body, which was slightly relaxed a second ago and was leaning on the back of the chair, suddenly straightened up.
The eyes he looked at the girl by the window were full of indescribable shock and scrutiny.
With his special physique and hard training, he was able to reach amateur sixth-dan, which was already rare in his second year of high school.
And the opponent, a freshman in high school, is an amateur eighth-dan?
This can no longer be described as a gifted person, it is simply a monster!
The polite smile belonging to a senior student on Ye Xunxue's face completely froze, replaced by a look of astonishment.
As the first person in her third year of high school, she had just recently broken through to the seventh-dan amateur level. This was the result of her three years of hard training, which was enough to give her an advantage in the martial arts college entrance examination.
But this freshman in high school in front of me... Amateur 8th Dan?
A strong, unprecedented sense of pressure instantly seized her heart.
At the amateur level, each level of promotion requires a large amount of accumulation of Qi and blood and more subtle control of the body. The higher the level, the more difficult it becomes.
She reached 8th Dan in her freshman year of high school, which means that she is almost destined to break through to the professional level before she is twenty years old!
What a terrifying concept this is?
The principal was very satisfied with the effect he had created and smoothed things over with a smile, "Haha, don't be too stressed."
"Yashuang's situation is quite special. She has been living in the mercenary group of Wilderness Zone. The battles she has experienced and the resources she has obtained may be different from those of students at school."
"Mercenary group?" Ye Xunxue caught this key word and moved his eyes slightly. When he looked at Qiu Yashuang again, his eyes were less questioning and more clear and dignified.
Life and Death tempering in the wilderness can indeed give birth to strength that far exceeds that of greenhouse flowers.
Qiu Yashuang acted very calmly from beginning to end, as if "amateur eight-dan" was just an ordinary number.
She met the shocked looks of the two seniors and nodded slightly, formally saying hello and not saying much.
Wang Jian took a deep breath and suppressed the waves in his heart.
He noticed that the girl named Qiu Yashuang seemed to be standing casually, but there was a hint of vigilance hidden in it. When her eyes glanced at him and Ye Xunxue, there was an instinctive assessment, as if she was judging potential dangers or... the bottom line of her teammates' strength.
This temperament is indeed completely different from that of ordinary students.
"Okay, since we all know each other, let me get down to business." The principal restrained his smile and said seriously, "Alliance Primary and Middle School Martial Arts Tournament, it is not only a competition of personal strength, but also an important teamwork battle."
"If we Jiang City No. 1 High School want to get a good ranking, we must form the strongest team. The three of you are our school's biggest trump card this year!"
His eyes swept across the three of them. "Wang Jian, special physique, strong close-quarters boxing skills, defense and instant explosive power are advantages."
"Ye Xunxue, the spear has acquired its essence, has rich experience, and is a stable core output."
"Qiu Yashuang, with the highest level of cultivation, actual combat experience... I'm afraid he has more experience than you two combined, and has extremely strong adaptability and comprehensive combat power."
"I hope you can get along as soon as possible and find a tacit understanding of cooperation." The principal said earnestly, "There is less than a month until the Alliance Martial Arts Competition."
"In individual battles, there may still be competition between you, but in team battles, you must be the partners who trust each other the most!"
Ye Xunxue was the first to react. After all, she is a senior in high school and has a more mature mind.
She took the initiative to reach out to Qiu Yashuang and showed a sincere smile, "Qiu Yashuang, welcome to join. Please give me your advice for the next competition."
Although there is still shock and a sense of unspeakable frustration in my heart, Ye Xunxue knows that having such a strong teammate is a blessing for the team.
Qiu Yashuang looked at Ye Xunxue's outstretched hand. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook her hand gently. His voice was cold. "Learn from each other."
Wang Jian also came over. He didn't speak, but just nodded to Qiu Yashuang.
He was very curious about how strong this girl, whose cultivation level was two levels higher than his own, was in actual combat.