The Bird's Nest stadium, which can accommodate more than 2,000 people, is quiet.

Lin Zihao, a NO·1 student in Class 4 of his sophomore year, climbed out of the ring, stood there after getting up, his chest rose and fell violently, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The teachers and students of Class 4, who were still neatly left in the stands, opened their mouths wide enough to fit an egg.

The swordsmanship and footwork came out together, and under the addition of qi and machine, 3 minutes did not arrive, and a pig with an inconspicuous reputation entered the white blade empty-handed, and was abused.

Class 4, from the tutor to the ordinary students, all felt toothache.

They came here to see Lin Zihao abuse rookies, obviously even the banners for celebration were ready, and even the students in the back row had already pulled up early.

This damn thing, the script is wrong, it overturned, and it turned everyone's face.

So, under the gaze of everyone, the back row of Class 4, the banner that slapped the face, quietly disappeared.

Class 2, the martial arts students are in the group, ordinary students, there are many people, the butts have left their seats, ready to evacuate.

Then, the ass sat back unconsciously.

"Fat brother is mighty!" In the front row, Yuan Meng, who was sitting alone, took the lead in raising his small fist and shouting.

"Fat brother is mighty!" In the back row, Hao Fei, who was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, immediately yelled in response.

"Fat Brother Mighty ......"

Class 4 ranked 5th in the last semester, not the weak, the fat man abused the strongest of the vegetables, and all the students in class 2 only felt comfortable to the bones, so the mountains roared and the tsunami shook the house.

"But it's a rookie, and it's fun to see them. ”

The Class 1 stand was next door, and Xiong Yi plucked out his ears with a look of contempt.

"Don't be too careless, I feel like the fat man...... It's a bit of an evil sect. Xiao Wei frowned and reminded.

"Evil Sect?" Xiong Yi and Dong Borui asked in unison, puzzled.

"Just look at it. Xiao Wei finished speaking softly, quietly shut up, and didn't explain much.

On the edge of the ring, the fat man stood on top, his face full of regret.

After a violent play, he constantly forced Lin Zihao to use the footwork of the Dacheng realm, and with the naked eye, it seemed, as if, vaguely he could see something.

Well, in the end, I didn't even see the fart.

If you want to learn, you can only hope that there are many similar footwork scholars, and I hope to meet the genius of the Dacheng realm again.

The Dacheng realm is not something that can be achieved by hard work, it requires talent, even if it is a junior ancient martial artist, to enter the Dacheng realm, under the condition of hard work, the word genius must be added.

The reason why Lin Lin didn't teach the Seven Star Steps was precisely because of her limited talent, and she didn't even reach the Seven Star Steps.

"Counterattack, Tu Qian successfully counterattacked, maybe it shouldn't be called a counterattack, his strength is obviously superior......" In the venue, the commentator's chatter sounded again.

Under the ring, Lin Zihao finally turned into a wry smile, gave a thumbs up to the fat man, and turned his head with his back to the 4th class stand.

This thumb made the fat man embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "Zihao, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." ”

As the fat man spoke, he couldn't help yawning again, this pose was in a hurry to sleep.

Seeing this, Lin Zihao couldn't hold back, and raised his middle finger in disdain.

The fat man smiled, jumped out of the ring, and went straight to Yuan Meng in the stands.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, he asked Chu Xiong to carry the clothes on the back of his neck and drag them back to the ring.

"It's not over yet. Chu Xiong laughed and scolded while dragging people.

"Ah, and?"

The fat man was surprised, and when he saw the first row of the stands of Class 4, he stood up 4 people at the same time, and couldn't help but be stunned: "There are so many people left?"

"Yuchi barely spelled out an F-rank 10-dan one, and I was abused by their No. 2 E-rank master. Xu Tingting smiled shyly.

The fat man swept over the others with blue noses and swollen faces and vegetable-covered faces, and finally stopped at Chu Xiong and asked, "What about you?"

"The No. 2 student in their class is also very good at footwork and very slippery. You know, speed is not my strong point, beating him consumes too much of my physical strength, and when Lin Zihao takes over, this guy is simply more like a ......loach with the footwork of the Dacheng realm," Chu Xiong explained embarrassedly.

"As a result, you told him to kneel alive?"

The fat man collapsed a little, these gods are really good, 9 people are all on it, and only 5 people are killed, and as a result, they still leave the strongest hard bones on the field, which is really worthy of the fat man.

"Fat brother, after ranking in the top 3 in class 4, the rest are all F-level 9 sections, you can work hard, work hard, hehe. Qiao Yuchi stammered with a smile on his face.

"Yuchi, you're bigger than me, call me by my name, call me fat brother, I'm embarrassed. The fat man smiled.

"There is no order to learn, and those who reach it are teachers, and they should be. Qiao Yuchi said heartily.

Without waiting for the fat man to be polite again, Xu Tingting took a food box, opened it, revealed the cooked bright red monster meat, and handed it over: "Qianqian, specially prepared for you." Come, you eat more, replenish your strength, go up and abuse the vegetables, so that they can also feel the fear of being dominated. ”

The key is that the monster meat is still skinned, and the subcutaneous colloidal layer is extremely thick, which is the favorite of fat people.

The fat man's index finger moved, took it, and bit it when he opened his mouth.

One bite down, even the belt meat, which is covered with small green tendons, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is.

Ha, it's fun!

The fat man enjoyed it beautifully.

Warcraft meat, the steaming process will lose a lot of energy, so cooking is relatively luxurious.

The fat man and Hao Fei are both children of poor families, and although the mixture of monster bone powder and animal blood sent in the past two days is pungent, they are not willing to cook it thoroughly, and they will go down after the water.

Warcraft products, the smell itself is heavy, half-baked, that taste, not to mention how ecstasy.

Anyway, Hao Fei's guy had only eaten it a few times cautiously, and now he retched just by hearing the Warcraft products, and he was so disgusting that he couldn't do it.

Class matches, in the middle of two games, have a maximum of 3 minutes of rest.

The fat man has a slanderous mouth, his cheeks are always bulging, his upper and lower teeth are more like gears, and he chews quickly.

In the food box, the bright red monster meat that is cooked thoroughly and secretly made with spices can be about three or four catties, and the fat man eats most of it quickly, and when he finds that the energy in his abdomen is spurting wildly, his whole body quickly bulges up, and it is too late.

"Tingting, what grade is this meat?" The fat man kept his cheeks bulging and froze on the spot.

"D-level 1st stage, haven't you been eating the same level Mangshan deer given by Jin Ye, what's wrong?"

"Damn, you killed me. ”

The fat man was shocked, put down the food box, and wanted to spit out the meat in his mouth, but he felt that he was violently ruined, so he simply swallowed it.

Without caring about the explanation, the fat man rushed to the ring, and while running, he shouted to Jin Ziyan in the referee's seat: "Referee, I apply for a follow-up game, immediately, immediately!"

This is the normal power of the guard, although Jin Ziyan was surprised, he did as he was told, and rang the small bell on the table.

"Audience friends, there is another change on the sidelines, the 3-minute halftime has not yet arrived, Tu Qian suddenly asked to start the game immediately, his expression is very urgent, is he in a hurry to go back to sleep, uh......"

In the broadcast room, the narrator stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

On the field, as soon as the bell rang, a boy from Class 4 of F-level 9 jumped into the ring, and the red dot and the fat man saluted each other in the middle.

The boy knew that he was invincible, retreated against the wind, turned around his feet, dodged with a curve, and after dodging, he seamlessly connected into a straight line and retreated suddenly.

This step is much stronger than the butterfly step and the seven-star step, and it is very different from Lin Zihao, which is extremely exquisite.

Ancient martial arts are very far away from ordinary people, and they can't get it, but for martial arts students, it is not difficult to obtain it.

Whether it is to study under a martial arts master, or to sell it to ancient martial arts families and wealthy families in advance, it is an effective way to obtain ancient martial arts.

The Dragon Kingdom, which has existed since ancient times, was replaced by thermal weapons such as firearms and gradually declined.

After the catastrophe, the era of cold weapons suddenly came, catalyzed by 200 changes, and there was already a restoration of the ancient martial arts prosperous era when a hundred flowers bloomed in ancient times.

Good footwork, the fat man is naturally slanderous, but with the wild spray of energy in the body, the stimulation of the accelerated release of Long Yuan, the drowsiness in his mind gradually deepened, and it was too late to learn.

"Hah!"

The fat man's voice was like thunder on the ground, the explosion under his feet, and he accelerated at supersonic speed with seven star steps, and suddenly approached.

After getting closer, the fat man turned into a fist shadow when he raised his hand.

The difference between each other is too great, no matter how exquisite the boy's footwork is, it is not as fast as the fat man who is doubly accelerated, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the collapse of the mountain boxing.

He couldn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, he connected three palms, snorted again and again, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he threw it high out of the ring.